The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

"Not good!" Guo Zitong screamed in shock. He realized that although Ao Huang looked nagging and ignorant of the ways of the world, he was instinctively cunning when fighting. He had just weakened the dragon's tail just to deceive Fang Yun!

This is the true form of the dragon's tail.

Guo Zitong held the official seal tightly in his right hand. As long as Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword could be injured, he would immediately mobilize the power of the holy temple to protect it in advance.

When Ao Huang launched the strongest attack, a victorious smile appeared on his face. He had carefully calculated that Fang Yun had consumed at least twelve inches of Jinshi talent at this time. Even with the help of secret methods, there was not much left. Now is the best time.

Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword had already dimmed a little, but the moment Ao Huang's dragon tail slapped it, it suddenly regained its previous brilliance and turned around in an instant.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at the dragon's body!

The dragon's tail smashed down quickly, and the lip gun and tongue sword accelerated upward. In a flash, the ancient sword and the real dragon met.

The dragon's tail did not touch the real dragon ancient sword.

The True Dragon Ancient Sword pierced through the dragon scales on Ao Huang's back, penetrated the dragon's body, and then penetrated the dragon scales on the abdomen, carrying a large amount of dragon blood and flying out of Ao Huang's body.

"Ah..."

Ao Huang screamed loudly, turned his head and saw a fist-sized hole near the tail. The surrounding dragon scales were destroyed, the dragon tendons were almost broken, and a large amount of broken meat was splashed everywhere.

"You lied to me! Your talent and literary courage are still sufficient, otherwise it would be impossible to be so fast, and it would be impossible to penetrate this dragon's body!" Ao Huang shouted angrily.

"Same here." Fang Yun recalled the True Dragon Ancient Sword, looked at the blade carefully, and took back the Wen Palace.

Guo Zitong said: "The winner has been decided, Fang Yun wins!"

Ao Huang was about to argue, but he saw his injuries from the corner of his eye and said angrily: "If I lose, I lose. I can afford to lose! Humph, you took advantage of me not to fight you to the death. If I had fought you to the death, you would be dead now! Quickly take back the power of your ancient sword of talent. My wound can't heal. It hurts me to death!"

"Well!" Fang Yun's mind moved, and the power entrenched in Ao Huang's wound disappeared. Ao Huang's wound recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, all the wounds healed, only the scales needed some time to recover.

Ao Huang flew to Fang Yun and complained: "I just came to you, and you didn't treat me well, and you even beat me. It's too bad!" After that, he turned into a ten-foot-long dragon and stared at Fang Yun.

"Well, when I tell you to shut up in the future, you can shut up, right?" Fang Yun asked.

Ao Huang was stunned and said, "Are you really trying to show off your power to me?"

"Using the horns of a living real dragon to sharpen a sword is much better than those of a flood dragon. Well, thank you." Fang Yun said as he walked out.

Ao Huang was stunned for a moment and shouted, "You are as bad as my sister! I am a real dragon, and you use it to sharpen a sword? You wait for me! Wait!" After shouting, he flew behind Fang Yun.

"Hey, Fang Yun, how much power of the ancestral dragon's blood has your real dragon ancient sword absorbed? Don't wait until you die, we will get nothing." Ao Huang said.

Fang Yun rolled his eyes at Ao Huang and opened the door to the literary battlefield.

There was a large crowd of people standing outside, including students and teachers.

"Did Fang Wenhou win?" someone shouted.

"Needless to say, the yellow dragon screamed miserably, as if it was skinned, so Fang Zhenguo naturally won. By the way, Fang Zhenguo, what is the relationship between this yellow dragon and you?"

"Roar..." Ao Huang opened his mouth and yelled, and the wind surged, blowing everyone to and fro.

"If anyone dares to gossip about me again, be careful or I will kill you!" Ao Huang glanced at everyone fiercely, and the might of the dragon clan was released, making many students' heartbeats speed up and their faces panic.

Fang Yun slapped Ao Huang on the forehead and said, "Stop pretending there, come back with me quickly!"

"You..." Ao Huang turned his head and glared at Fang Yun, and found that Fang Yun looked at him as if he was looking at a pet, and immediately lost his temper.

"Hmph, I will let you go for now!" After saying that, he shrank behind Fang Yun.

Everyone knew that Ao Huang was not easy to mess with, so they stopped talking about him and just kept congratulating Fang Yun. Some congratulated him on his victory, and some congratulated him on his safe departure from Denglongtai. They all hoped that Fang Yun could lead Jingguo out of this darkest period.

Fang Yun walked forward silently, thinking that it seemed that the matter of the Moon Tree God's Punishment was only circulated among the upper echelons of the human race, and ordinary people did not know about it.

Back to the first house of Shangshe, Fang Yun hurriedly ate some food and told Ao Huang, then went back to the bedroom and slept soundly.

He slept until the sun was high in the sky the next day.

The sky was clear, and even on a cold winter day, it was much warmer inside the capital than outside the city.

Fang Yun pushed open the bedroom door and found that the door opposite was open, and Ao Huang stretched out a dragon head and looked at the door.

Fang Yun followed Ao Huang's gaze and saw that the Ink Turtle was struggling to climb out, and on the wall next to it, Nu Nu was looking down at the Ink Turtle coldly.

The small meteor slowly rotated around Nu Nu.

Seeing that the ink turtle was about to climb to the threshold, Nunu jumped down from the wall, stretched out his claws to grab the ink turtle's neck, and dragged it to the study.

Ao Huang made a gloating voice and said, "The little fox is too smart, and the ink turtle is stupid, haha."

The ink turtle shook its head angrily, trying to get rid of Nunu, but unfortunately it couldn't break free no matter what.

Nunu threw the ink turtle into the study, and then turned around and jumped into Fang Yun's arms to play.

"There are many people outside who want to see you today, but I don't want to disturb you, so I drove them away." Ao Huang said proudly, as if he had done a great deed.

Fang Daniu looked at Ao Huang with resentment, and handed over a scroll of brocade with both hands, saying: "Master, the eunuch in the palace brought the Queen Mother's handwritten brocade letter, and was almost driven away by Lord Ao Huang. Fortunately, I went to find the lady, otherwise the eunuch would have run away with the brocade letter."

Ao Huang smiled embarrassedly and said: "Isn't it delivered? Look, look!"

Fang Yun took the brocade letter. The brocade letter was not ordinary paper, but brocade paper. It was luxurious and exquisite. Important documents were often conveyed by brocade.

Fang Yun opened it and saw that it was indeed the Queen Mother's handwritten letter. At first, it was a polite greeting and congratulations. Then it hinted that Jingguo would do its best to protect him, so that he could study with peace of mind and not be troubled by the outside world. Apart from that, nothing else was mentioned.

Fang Yun took a closer look at the brocade letter. Unlike the previous imperial edicts, the documents issued to him by the Queen Mother before were all under the official seal, but this scroll of brocade used the Queen Mother's private seal. Moreover, the style of the brocade letter was not standard, and it was obviously a private thing.

"There are other invitations or documents, all of which have been placed in your study." Fang Daniu said.

Fang Yun nodded, looked at the brocade book and thought for a moment, then had breakfast with Ao Huang and his family.

Ao Huang was not picky about food, and he ate all the remaining food, but unfortunately he was not full, so he took a lot of sea fish from his own sea clams and ate them. After eating, he went into the study with Fang Yun.

Fang Yun ignored the invitations, but looked through the court meeting summaries and court reports of the past few days to learn more about what had happened recently.

After that, Fang Yun picked up the pen, feeling uneasy and unable to write a single word.