The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3048 Wang’s Residence

Fang Yun turned his head and glanced at the direction of Shengyuan Continent, saying: "Trouble you, Mr. Chongzhi, I am going to visit Mr. Jinglong and Mr. Qingzhi."

Zu Chongzhi’s clone’s eyes lit up and said: "Did you get the magic medicine?"

Fang Yun nodded and said: "Although the fragments of the Dusk Void Sun are powerful, they can only be used for cultivation, not for healing injuries. I got some magic medicine this time and I am going to give it to them. At that time, they may need the help of the Herb Furnace and Yunsheng..."

"The injuries of the two are very important. I will go to borrow the Herb Furnace and ask Yunsheng for help." Zu Chongzhi said.

"Trouble you, Mr. Chongzhi."

After Zu Chongzhi’s clone disappeared, Fang Yun looked at the Wang family, took a step, and his body merged into the void and disappeared.

A moment later, the Wang family garden.

The backyard of the Wang family is shaded by green bamboo and gurgling water. The emerald green parrot at the door used its black hooked beak to comb its feathers. The katydids in the rows of bamboo cages made weak hisses. The koi in the pond swam slowly and gracefully.

The parrot saw Fang Yun, its head trembled, its beak accidentally pecked off a handful of feathers, and screamed: "A distinguished guest is here! I'm so scared! I'm so scared!" After that, it flapped its wings and flew into the house.

Fang Yun smiled. This parrot turned out to be a spiritual creature. No wonder it was not tied up.

"Please come in, young friend Fang. I'm sorry I can't go out to greet you." Wang Jinglong's old voice came.

Fang Yun walked in and said: "You old bones should lie down well. How does it feel to be unable to move?"

"Humph!" Wang Jinglong said, "Thank you, young friend Fang, for the Dusk Sun Fragment. I also had a dream that I don't know if it's good or not."

"Mr. Jinglong still dreams?" Fang Yun stepped into Wang Jinglong's bedroom, and the smell of medicine was pungent.

On the bed, there was an old man who was skinny and had deep eye sockets, just like two black porcelain bowls, which was quite scary.

Wang Jinglong was blind.

Fang Yun was still smiling.

Wang Jinglong's eyes showed a faint light, and without opening his mouth, he spoke in his mind: "I dreamed yesterday that I had worked hard for hundreds of years and finally picked the dream of a petal of moon lotus. But I saw a young man with a blurred face walked in front of me, put down the backpack, and then asked himself: Which piece of moon lotus should I eat today? Or the biggest one. After saying that, the young man chewed the moon lotus like a melon. In the backpack, there were endless moon lotus!"

"Why do I feel that you are worse off in your dream than now?" Fang Yun smiled and sat on the head of the bed, reaching out to put his hand on Wang Jinglong's wrist.

Fang Yun has been studying medicine for many years, and he shook his head and smacked his lips when he touched it.

"I take back what I said just now. You are really miserable now. To use the words in the legendary novels, your tendons and veins are broken, you are possessed by the devil, and you won't live long." Fang Yun said.

Wang Jinglong said unhappily: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and take out the magic medicine! I know you have something good! I almost cried when I received the Dusk Void Sun Fragment that day. If I had been ten years earlier... no, even if it was five years, I wouldn't be so miserable now! With the Dusk Void Sun Fragment, do you believe I can beat Ao Yu?"

Fang Yun looked at Wang Jinglong, whose face looked like the blood was drained, and said: "In fact, the Dragon Saint of the West Sea has been promoted to the Great Saint not long ago. He must have heard you calling his name."

"That old guy hid so deeply? It's okay, I won't live long anyway, I'm not afraid of him!" Wang Jinglong closed his eyes and looked fearless.

Fang Yun smiled, and his right hand was still feeling Wang Jinglong's pulse.

In fact, feeling the pulse is useless now.

Wang Jinglong's body is like broken porcelain glued together again. No matter how beautiful it is, it is still broken porcelain.

The power of the ancestral treasure is so terrifying.

Fang Yun said helplessly: "These magical medicines I have on hand should only allow you to recover 70% to 80% of your strength. In the future, disasters will come one step further..."

"Can you really recover 70% to 80%?" Wang Jinglong suddenly widened his eyes, and a large white eyeball suddenly appeared in his empty eye sockets, which was extremely terrifying.

Fang Yun smiled and said: "Of course."

"I am not only injured physically, but also have problems with the Holy Path and Holy Mind. Fortunately, the literary world is not broken, otherwise..." Wang Jinglong did not finish his words, and his mood became low again.

"I know, I can tell from the moment I see you that your Holy Path has been upgraded by the ancestral power. This kind of thing is too simple. As long as you have a little original holy power, plus a dozen holy mind fruits, you will recover to 70% in a few days." Fang Yun said.

Wang Jinglong smiled bitterly and said: "I believe you said you have holy mind fruits, but I really don't believe more than a dozen. As for the original holy power, it is even more impossible. That thing only existed in the Dragon Emperor era. After the Dragon Emperor era, it has never appeared again."

Fang Yun did not answer, raised his right hand, and patted Wang Jinglong's forehead.

It was like a teacher punishing a student who didn't listen to the class well.

The moment he touched Wang Jinglong's forehead, a ray of yellow light appeared in Fang Yun's right palm, mixed with Fang Yun's unique Wenqu Saint Dao power, like the Yangtze River, pouring into Wang Jinglong's body.

Fang Yun's left hand, like throwing stones into a pond, threw the Holy Mind Fruit into Wang Jinglong's literary world.

Wang Jinglong's eyes widened, his mind was blank, and he was confused.

He knew that Fang Yun must have a magic medicine to help him, but it could only restore him 20% to 30% at most, but what was the meaning of eating the Holy Mind Fruit that only the Saint Ancestor could enjoy as peanuts?

As for the original holy power, it was also a divine object used by the Saint Ancestors to heal their wounds. How did Fang Yun have it?

After a few breaths, Wang Jinglong was surrounded by a mighty holy power, and the Wang family's old house was ultimately unable to fully absorb the power, and the holy power leaked out.

At this moment, all the people in Shengyuan Continent saw a golden holy light leap out from the sky above the Wang family's old house, rising up to the sky for 8,000 miles, and lingering for a long time.

The scholars of the Wang Sheng family burst into tears when they saw this scene.

"The ancestor's injury has healed!"

In Daofeng Mountain, Zu Chongzhi's body was holding the Baicao furnace and was about to invite Yunsheng, but now he turned his head and looked in the direction of the Wang family, with a confused look on his face. Is it still necessary to invite Yunsheng?

The old house of the Wang family, Wang Jinglong's bedroom.

Wang Jinglong's body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, his shriveled muscles slowly bulged, his tightened skin slowly expanded, and the dried blood in his blood vessels flowed again.

After only a dozen breaths, Wang Jinglong's body was basically recovered, but a little pale.

Wang Jinglong opened his eyes, supported the bed with both hands and slowly sat up, looking at his body in disbelief.

"You are not wearing any clothes." Fang Yun said helplessly.

"Are you blind?"

"Why are you cursing?" Fang Yun said.

Wang Jinglong was silent for a while, and said: "I'm asking, how did you go blind?"

"I'm not blind! I just closed my eyes to find the truth of the universe!" Fang Yun said.

Wang Jinglong curled his lips, slowly put on his clothes, and said: "I pretended to believe it."

"You should lie down for a while longer." Fang Yun said.

Wang Jinglong patted his black robe, and his two old legs, thinner than lamb legs, drooped on the bedside, then landed carefully, stepped on his shoes and walked forward slowly.

"Dream for a lifetime, the world is mine!" Wang Jinglong proudly muttered to himself.

Fang Yun looked at Wang Jinglong hunched over and trembling as he walked forward, and he was in awe. Wang Jinglong was indeed very resilient. After this battle, he seemed to have made a breakthrough.

Then, Wang Jinglong's voice spread throughout the Wang residence.

"Bring out all the best wine for me!"

Fang Yun continued to close his eyes and looked up at the sky.

"I overestimated this old guy..."