The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

"I am from here and have been studying for more than a hundred years." The man in white robe said slowly.

Fang Yun said: "I probably understand, but it took a lot of effort for you to get here!"

"I don't like nonsense. You can't go to Jinshan Academy."

Fang Yun said: "Since your Excellency knows that I am climbing the sixth mountain, forcing me like this is no different from a demon!"

The man in white robe said nothing.

"Since Your Excellency doesn't speak, then you won't stop me anymore. Thank you very much, Your Excellency."

Fang Yun raised his feet to leave when the man in white robe spoke again.

"You don't deserve this today, and Wen Xin doesn't deserve it either."

"Whether I have it or not is not decided by you, but by Shushan."

"I'm here, you can't have it!" The man in white robe said firmly.

Yan Chixia said curiously: "You are so unreasonable! If Fang Yun makes a mistake, you may rebuke or punish him, but it would be too much for you to cut off his path for no reason and make him unable to save his friends."

Fang Yun said: "This person... is a foreigner, not from here."

"Don't worry, Brother Fang Xian. If he doesn't let us, we'll just rush over! I said I'd escort you to the academy and I'll deliver it. We can't fail in front of the door."

Fang Yun nodded, stepped on the stone steps and walked forward, saying as he walked: "I hope you will give way, otherwise no matter whether I get it today or not, I will definitely seek justice in the future!"

Fang Yun saw that the man in white robe lowered his head slightly, continued to turn his back to him, held something in his hands, and then began to recite in a low voice.

"In the past, Emperor Yao was a man of clever writing and thought, who dominated the world..."

What the man in white robe is reciting is the content of "Shang Shu", which records the speeches of kings and nobles in ancient times. It is the oldest history book in the world. It was compiled by Confucius and is one of the classics of the saints.

The whole book is obscure and difficult to understand. No one without a bachelor's degree would dare to study it intensively. In those days, even Confucius' direct disciples dared not study it intensively until they were successful in their studies. Scholars below a bachelor's degree could only recite the full text and understand its superficial meaning. Meaning, unable to discover the true meaning contained in it.

When Fang Yun listened to the contents of "Shang Shu", he couldn't help but lower his hands and lower his head, just like a student being trained.

At this moment, Fang Yun completely forgot about Cui Yingying and Nie Xiaoqian, let alone the White Snake, and even Shushan was forgotten.

Every time he hears a word, Fang Yun will instinctively analyze it and use everything he has learned to interpret the words he hears.

Every word in "Shang Shu" contains subtle meanings, just like gold in a stone. It cannot be easily reached out to pick it up. It requires complicated means and tools to extract it. If the means are unclear and the tools are unfavorable, searching for gold in the stone is just wishful thinking.

However, Fang Yun inspired the nature of a scholar and was attracted by this mysterious and ancient text, studying it word by word.

The person reads more and more content, and Fang Yun often has to understand the later content before he understands it. It is like a leaky bowl holding water. The more water there is, the more it will leak out, and he will never be satisfied.

Yan Chixia, like Fang Yun, was in a daze and began to study the principles in "Shang Shu".

After a while, something in Yan Chixia's waist suddenly moved, and a golden light spread out, protecting Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia's eyes cleared and she found that Fang Yun was standing there blankly with a dull face, as if he had lost his soul, and she suddenly became furious.

"How can I, Yan Chixia, tolerate you if you are a savage demon who has transformed into a human being and intends to harm you! I told you to send her to Jinshan Academy, even if it means spending everything you have! Wherever I am, where my righteousness resides, my blood will turn into blue. Ten years of life will bring righteousness to the world!"

Yan Chixia vomited blood and composed a chapter with a green heart. She recited the Jinshi war poem "White Horse Pian", which was written by Cao Zhi, a talented man of the generation. The four lines of the poem can summon General White Horse. Until the recitation is completed, General White Horse's power will reach its maximum. powerful.

The energy of the surrounding world surged. As soon as General White Horse appeared, he was wearing golden armor and holding a divine bow. His whole body exuded a faint aura of awe-inspiring righteousness.

The white-robed man just snorted, and the White Horse General suddenly disappeared, and "The White Horse Chapter" was completely interrupted.

"You actually..." Yan Chixia's eyes became even more sad and angry, and she roared again, "Where the body is, where the righteousness resides, my blood turns into green, and with ten years of life, I can change the righteousness of the world!"

Yan Chixia vomited blood again and recited her own Jinshi war poem "Destroying Demons", which condensed into a blood-colored demon-destroying sword. It exuded the aura of heaven and earth's righteousness that was more powerful than the previous white horse general, and was about to kill the white horse in front of him. Robe man.

The man in white robe just moved his fingers slightly, and the demon-destroying sword suddenly turned around and slashed at Yan Chixia's left shoulder.

Yan Chixia's entire left arm flew out, bleeding profusely, and then was stopped by Cai Qi.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Yan Chixia from the human race, as Fang Xiandi, please give me the righteousness of heaven and earth!"

Dark red blood flowed from the corner of Yan Chixia's mouth, slowly but continuously.

"The young man is conceited and Lingyun Pen..."

Yan Chixia once again recited "The Will of Demons", and once again condensed it into a demon-destroying sword, but when the demon-destroying sword was about to fly out, the voice of the man in white robes reciting "Shang Shu" suddenly became louder, and then the demon-destroying sword The sword exploded, and Yan Chixia subconsciously used her other arm to block it. The entire right arm was blown to pieces, and a section of her forearm flew out.

The voice of the man in white robe reciting "Shang Shu" returned to normal, and his voice became a little softer, as if to persuade Yan Chixia to stop.

Yan Chixia was so angry that her Wen Palace was shaken. She let blood flow out from the corner of her mouth and said: "I, Yan Chixia, have killed all the demons, but I have spoken out and will never look back! Fang Yun helps me kill the tree demon, and I will send him away." Enter the academy! Human race Yan Chixia, please bring righteousness to the world!"

The sky shook slightly, the vitality was violent, and a huge sound rang out, like a giant elephant roaring, and like a giant drum shaking lightly.

Red blood slowly flowed from Yan Chixia's nose and eyes, and he spoke slowly and fluently: "Young... young... since..."

The new Demon-Slaying Sword appeared in the air.

When Yan Chixia recited the last word, the Demon-Slaying Sword flew out like an arrow, directly hitting the back of the head of the white-robed man.

The white-robed man suddenly stretched out his right hand and clamped the Demon-Slaying Sword with two fingers. The power of the Jinshi War Poem with the power of the fourth-level red blood and red heart was between the two fingers without any resistance.

"You..."

Before Yan Chixia finished speaking, the white-robed man clamped the Demon-Slaying Sword, and half of the blood-colored lightsaber flew backwards and swept across Yan Chixia's right knee.

Yan Chixia's body tilted to the ground, gritting his teeth tightly, without making a sound, his face was sallow, and sweat was pouring down.

"I... Yan! Chi! Xia! Five asks the righteousness of heaven and earth, and with my remaining life, I will fulfill my promise! The young man is proud of his lofty pen..."

Dark clouds rolled in, and the wind was strong.

Yan Chixia was covered in blood, and stood up slowly on one leg. Although he was seriously injured, he was radiant, and the surface of his body was emitting a milky white glow, like a sage of heaven and a prophet of the human race.

Yan Chixia once again spoke eloquently, "The Story of Exorcism", and a new sword of extermination was formed. It was no longer blood-colored, but a dignified golden sword, the weapon of the king.

A golden holy page flew out from his waist, floated into the air, and merged into the sword of extermination.

At the same time, a petite figure appeared from Fang Yun's Yinjiangbei, dressed in white, beautiful and unparalleled, but with an extremely determined look.

"I will also help Fang Lang!" Nie Xiaoqian said, and jumped into the sword of extermination.

The sword of extermination did not change, but the dark clouds within a thousand miles were cleared, the strong wind stopped, and all the evils wailed.

"Farewell!" Yan Chixia lowered his head slightly.

With a whoosh, the sword of extermination pierced the back of the white-robed man, pierced his body, and sank into the stone steps.

"Forget it, forget it..."

The body of the man in white robe disappeared, leaving only a two-foot-long hair in the air, floating and slowly burning.

Fang Yun moved his body, his eyes were blank, then he blinked gently, his eyes were clear, and he looked at the long hair floating and burning in front of him in confusion, and then looked at Yan Chixia who had lost both arms and stood on one leg beside him.

Fang Yun's face changed drastically, and his missing memories immediately emerged in his mind. He found that when he was listening to "Shangshu" just now, there were still the voices of Yan Chixia and Nie Xiaoqian.

"Brother Yan! Xiaoqian!" Fang Yun's heart was like a knife, and he reached out to support Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia lowered his head, with a smile on his lips, but he could no longer speak.

The white light on Yan Chixia's body dissipated, and a gust of wind blew, and his body turned into flying ash and dissipated.

"Brother Yan!" Fang Yun shouted, reaching out to grab, but he couldn't grab anything.

Fang Yun turned around suddenly, stepped onto the stairs, and reached out to grab the hair that was only half a foot long.

A force hotter than the depths of a volcano and more majestic than the sun in the sky erupted from the hair, and Fang Yun flew backwards like a ball kicked by a giant elephant.

Fang Yun held the long hair tightly in his hand.

The long hair was still burning, and Fang Yun's palm exuded the smell of burnt flesh and blood.

Fang Yun did not let go.

"Strange Book World, help me!" Fang Yun roared in his heart.

The burning hair disappeared silently, and then Fang Yun saw a thin hair struggling hard in the dark world of strange books, and was finally suppressed by a stronger force, quietly suspended in the void.

The hair was no longer burning.

"No matter who it is, I must find you! I swear to avenge today!" Fang Yun's eyes were filled with hatred.

Fang Yun looked down at the burn on his right hand that ran across the palm, held it tightly, raised his head to look at the academy on the top of the mountain, lifted his robe and stepped up the stairs.

Fang Yun's body was still rippling with the remaining righteousness of Yan Chixia.

After walking a dozen steps, Fang Yun suddenly stopped, and then continued to move forward.

The huge water dragon still entangled the entire mountain, without causing any obstruction to Fang Yun.

Not long after, Fang Yun climbed the last stone step and looked forward through the main gate of Jinshan Academy.

Hundreds of scholars stood in various places in the academy square, constantly using war poems to attack, and in the center of the academy square, stood a beautiful woman in white.

The beautiful woman was surrounded by many green fragments, which were either combined or separated, constantly resisting attacks from all directions.

In addition to the war poems, there were three lip-gun and tongue-sword flying around the beautiful woman, two of which were already broken.

"Stop!" Fang Yun shouted.

Bai Suzhen trembled and covered her ears in fear.

The other scholars were ecstatic.

"It's the righteousness of heaven and earth!"

"This person actually brought the righteousness of heaven and earth with him, at least he was taught by a great scholar!"

"This snake demon can't leave!"

Everyone stopped, but the three tongue-sharp swords were still suspended near Bai Suzhen, staring at her.

"Who is coming?" A majestic old man asked in a deep voice. He was wearing a scholar's sword robe, and the two people beside him were wearing the same clothes.

"Juren Fang Yun, come to take your lifesaver home."