The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Only half of the sun was setting in the west, and the sky seemed to have a huge paintbrush, painting the blue into dark blue, and finally into pitch black.

In front of the holy temple, Huanglong opened the way, with the carriage behind, and everyone retreated.

Fang Yun looked at the Jingguo scholars from the window with a smile on his face. The pride of these people was unprecedentedly high. Huang Long was a soldier, which made the Jingguo people even more proud than Fang Yun becoming the first Jinshi of the ten countries.

Ao Huang felt extremely frustrated all the way, and he felt more and more that places with many people were like dragon tombs.

When the car arrived outside the Temple Square, everyone walked consciously to both sides, leaving a wide avenue for the rest of the people.

Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan held hands and looked at the car windows on both sides. All they saw were scholars.

There are light blue willow leaves for young students, dark blue bamboo leaves for scholars, black robes for candidates, white robes for Jinshi, etc., all the way to the purple robes of great scholars.

A young scholar suddenly shouted: "Huanglong pulls the cart! Huanglong pulls the cart!"

The rest of the people didn't know what was going on and were immediately misled by this sentence.

"Who is that? Even the king is not qualified to let Huanglong pull the cart!"

"Could it be the head of the Kong family?"

"It can't be Chen Sheng, right?"

"That carriage is a carriage reserved for Shangshe Jinshi. It says No. 1 House on it. It must be Fang Yun's carriage."

"As expected of Fang Zhenguo..."

Ao Huang almost spat out a mouthful of dragon blood, then turned around and looked, wasn't he just in front of the carriage? How could he become the dragon pulling the carriage?

Ao Huang twisted his body and turned into a three-foot-long dragon, but he was unwilling to accept it. He took a sharp breath, and the dragon power surged out. His body became thicker and longer again, reaching a full length of five feet, and when standing upright, it was as high as a five-story building.

"This dragon..."

Ao Huang only said two words, and Ye Hongyu, who was standing in front of the temple, suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Quiet!"

A force of heaven and earth descended from the void and enveloped the entire temple square. Everyone was silenced by the power of the great scholar's words, and no one could speak. The square was silent.

Ao Huang kept blinking, and for a long time he didn't understand why he had such a coincidence. He was about to defend but was silenced.

Ao Huang looked around and found countless people with expressions like "This yellow dragon has grown so big, it's so hard to pull the car." Ao Huang was so angry that he bared his teeth and claws, but couldn't make a sound. When the carriage stopped and Fang Yun got off, he reluctantly shrank back ten feet and followed Fang Yun glumly.

Nunu made a face at Ao Huang, and the small meteors quickly rotated around Fang Yun.

Ao Huang rolled his eyes at the little fox.

Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan walked forward together and came to Ye Hongyu.

The table that has been set up in front of the holy temple has nothing else except the incense burner used for sacrifices. Fang Yun is a little strange. He thought that Wen Xiang Jiang Hechuan would let people decorate the place more solemnly. It seems that Wen Xiang Postponing the Xusheng ceremony until night is not to make the ceremony more grand.

Ye Hongyu nodded and said, "The auspicious time has not come yet." After saying that, he turned to look south.

Fang Yun looked curiously, but there was nothing.

A thousand miles south of the city, three purple-robed scholars and more than ten academicians were flying rapidly on the blue clouds.

One of the great Confucians and three great scholars had the official script character "Xing" on their robes, while the others were not from the Holy Court's Xing Hall.

The group suddenly stopped.

From the direction of the capital, five purple-robed scholars flew in.

Jiang Hechuan was in the middle, bending slightly and holding his hands, saying: "Jiang Hechuan of Jingguo, welcome the special envoy of the Palace of Punishment. Anyone who has no interest in it, please leave Jingguo quickly. No guests will be seen in Jingguo today!"

An invisible force emerged from Jiang Hechuan, spreading in all directions like ripples.

The great scholar of the Hall of Punishment frowned slightly, and one of the great bachelors even pressed his hands on his temples, feeling a terrible headache.

A black-faced scholar with a beard said: "Lei Jiu suffered an unreasonable disaster on the Dragon Climbing Platform, and Fang Yun refused to save him. As a Lei family member, I should participate in the investigation of the execution hall."

Jiang Hechuan looked at Lei Tingyu kindly, and said softly without any fuss, "Get out."

Jiang Hechuan's voice was very soft. Others heard his voice unchanged, but the word "go" in the ears of the non-Xingdian people opposite him was like thunder on the ground, exploding loudly.

The two great scholars did not move at all. They saw the bodies of the academicians trembling and their faces darkened.

Lei Tingyu's expression remained unchanged and he said: "Since the Lei family is here, there is no reason to leave. What about you, my elder brother?"

The Great Confucian Zong Wenxiong raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the five great Confucians in Jingguo. Finally, his eyes fell on Chen Mingding, the head of the Chen Sheng family and the great Confucian.

"Brother Mingding, you were defeated by me three times seventy-four years ago, sixty-two years ago and forty-three years ago. Today you have to fight again."

Zong Wenxiong's face was white and beardless, and his voice was as gentle as Jiang Hechuan's, but the power of the miscellaneous family was used in it, which made the five great scholars feel even more harsh.

Chen Mingding smiled calmly and said: "I can lose, but Jingguo cannot lose! Wenxiong, let the juniors handle their own affairs. We old immortals should move forward slowly and wait quietly for them to surpass. Then just watch their backs leave.”

"Fang Yun took the wrong path." Zong Wenxiong said calmly.

Everyone was at a high altitude, and there was a village not far below. The houses in the village were in a mess, the roads were crisscrossed, and a winding road led directly to the outside world.

After Zong Wenxiong finished speaking, the whole village suddenly shook, dust flew, houses moved, roads changed, babies cried loudly, dogs barked, chickens flew around, and many villagers ran out with their families.

After a moment, the vibration disappeared, and the houses in the village were neatly arranged. The roads went straight from east to west, north to south, and even the roads leading to the outside world became straight.

"Your clan took the wrong road!" Chen Mingding said bluntly.

"Oh." Zong Wenxiong agreed nonchalantly, and suddenly bowed to the direction of Qingguo, "Please show me the way, Father."

The great scholars were unmoved, but the university scholars were all shocked. These great scholars were so cruel that they actually skipped the literary battle and directly asked for the power of the semi-saints. They were so decisive and experienced, without a word of nonsense.

There were subtle changes between heaven and earth, as if the summer night with insects and birds chirping suddenly became silent, and as if the autumn day with strong winds and heavy rains stopped in an instant, but the sky was still cloudy.

All the university scholars felt that this place was like a steamer, and they sweated like rain.

Thunders came from the direction of Qingguo, and a five-colored long rainbow crossed the clouds and paved a road to the sky that continued to extend, going straight into the capital.

"Please ask for the holy object!"

Chen Mingding reached out and took out a scroll of calligraphy and painting from the Yinjiang shell on his sleeve and threw it into the sky.

The holy painting cracked, the brush and ink turned into spring rain, and the world was born with new colors.

The mountains are moist and full of vitality.

The area of ​​100 miles has changed from winter to spring silently, as if the four seasons flow without a trace.

The front end of the five-color long rainbow appeared in the 100-mile spring rain area, and its speed dropped sharply, but it still moved forward.

The spring rain is like cotton, and the long rainbow is like a cone.

There is no landslide, no violent storm, and the two forces are silently competing.

All the great scholars and university scholars lowered their heads, not daring to look at the intersection of the five-color long rainbow and the spring rain.

A young university scholar in the Criminal Hall couldn't help but secretly glanced at it, and then showed an extremely happy smile.

"Enlightenment! Enlightenment..." After saying this, his body silently turned into dust and scattered between heaven and earth.

The rest of the people lowered their heads and did not move.

Sorry, it's a long time late, the plot arrangement has been readjusted, and everything has been changed.