"Oh? You also know that you will become a Confucian saint sooner or later, why don't you want to do it now?"
Beiling raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Tiancheng with some confusion. The position of Confucian saint is also the ultimate goal of countless Confucian disciples.
Don’t underestimate this position. You should know that becoming a contemporary Confucian saint will bring more than a little benefit. To exaggerate, even the literary spirit in the world is related to Confucian saints. This is also a secret that all Confucian disciples know. The sooner they become Confucian saints.
The greater the benefits, so she couldn't figure out why Fang Tiancheng was not willing yet.
Fang Tiancheng turned his eyes on Zhang Yi, and his eyes gradually became competitive. "I don't know how to be a contemporary Confucian saint with my current strength."
Zhang Yi's performance on the Lantern Festival that day was really unforgettable for him, and even affected his mind to a certain extent.
Beiling's eyes also fell on Zhang Yi, and he also understood Fang Tiancheng's meaning, nodded in support and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Indeed, if I met Zhang Yi back then, the situation would probably be much better than Tiancheng.
If this mental illness is solved, Fang Tiancheng will be much smoother to ascend to the position of Confucianism and saint again, and it will be better for his future.
After all, he refined the Confucian Shengbian, and such a good seedling naturally had to be carved with care in Beiling.
Unexpectedly, Taoist Master Qinglian suddenly spoke, "Beiling, you said before that the Confucian sage is a masterless thing, and you can't stand it. Now that the Confucian sage recognizes your disciple, can you turn the Confucian sage?
Hand over the pen?”
That's right, Master Qinglian was obsessed with the Confucian Shengbian, and she would naturally do what she promised Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi also looked at Master Qinglian in surprise and said to himself: "Master Qinglian can handle this person, but she will really get involved if there is something wrong."
This also made Zhang Yi change his view of Taoist Qinglian. It turned out that she was not really a fool to cheat people.
But then again, Fang Tiancheng refined the Confucian Shengbian, which hit Zhang Yi's thoughts. Isn't this opportunity here?
Life is always filled with unexpected surprises.
Upon hearing this, Fang Tiancheng looked at Taoist Qinglian with a look of surprise, and became more and more curious about the relationship between the two. "What is the relationship between her? She actually talks to her master like this?"
He thought in his mind but realized the Confucian Saint Pen more closely. Only then did he refine the Confucian Saint Pen. Before he could heat up, how could he hand over it?
"Qinglian! There is no need to discuss this matter. If it is the Confucian Sheng Pen I refined, it will be fine for you, but this is a natural opportunity, so you don't even think about it."
After all, I am ashamed of Taoist Qinglian, and Beiling's words are not that strong.
"Fang Tiancheng, do you want to help your master pay off his debt?"
Seeing that Taoist Qinglian couldn't make any good on Beiling, he hit Fang Tiancheng with his attention.
Unexpectedly, Beiling was like a hen protecting a chicken, and quickly blocked Fang Tiancheng behind him, "Qinglian! Don't think about it, things are ours, you don't have to make a decision!"
She knew Taoist Qinglian so well that she was afraid that Fang Tiancheng would fall into the pit.
"I don't understand why you have not practiced Confucianism and Taoism, so why are you so obsessed with Confucianism and Saint Pen? Confucianism and Saint Pen are useless in your hands."
Beiling rubbed her temples, and she was really confused by Taoist Qinglian.
Obviously, Taoist Master Qinglian did not betray Zhang Yi, and the meaning she had always expressed was that she wanted a Confucian Sheng pen.
"That... I'll ask you presumptuously, what does my master owe you? Why do you have to pay off your debt?"
Fang Tiancheng couldn't help but ask in a weak manner.
If it weren't for the time being, he wouldn't dare to ask, but it was just not as good as before. Now that he has refined the Confucian Saint Pen, his waist will naturally become harder.
"Hehe, I want to know? Use the Confucian Sheng Pen to exchange it."
Taoist Master Qinglian still had no shape and joked with a smile.
Beiling's expression changed drastically. He glared at Fang Tiancheng and scolded: "Don't ask if you don't dare to ask. This matter has nothing to do with you, and you don't have to listen to her nonsense!"
Fang Tiancheng was so scared that he retreated repeatedly by the roar, "Okay, I won't ask if I don't ask."
Master is still the same master. It turns out that he has never become strong even if he gets the Confucian Sheng pen. He is timid when he changes.
However, Master Qinglian is not a good-looking lamp. When she saw Beiling's attitude, she was also angry, "What? I dare not recognize it if I dare?"
"What did you use to pay me back the love debt back then?"
Taoist Qinglian said loudly without any intention of hiding it.
What? Love debt? Taoist Qinglian and Beiling?
Fang Tiancheng widened his eyes, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and his mind was even more confused. What kind of thing is this? Will they both get involved in love debt?
Zhang Yi held his forehead, and Taoist Qinglian really said everything in his mouth.
If the people of Wensheng Academy know about this, how can they still be allowed to be in Beiling? Do you still need the majesty of contemporary Confucian saints?
"Qinglian!!!"
Beiling's face turned pale with anger. He gritted his silver teeth and shouted in a low voice.
Fang Tiancheng saw Beiling's performance and became more and more messy. "Is this really the case? But... how could these two people feel in love?"
Fang Tiancheng still felt that his knowledge was too small and he would never think about this aspect. After all, same-sex people are repulsive.
"This matter cannot be rumored!"
Beiling glared at Taoist Qinglian angrily, and made a careful statement to Fang Tiancheng, then took Zhang Yi and the others away from the back mountain of the academy.
Beiling just wanted to resolve such an embarrassing thing quickly, and had to find something else to distract Fang Tiancheng's attention.
When they returned to the yard of Beiling, Fang Tiancheng was still confused. His three views were greatly impacted. He looked at the righteous and elegant Beiling's eyes also changed. He did not.
I didn't expect that his master was such a person.
"Fang Tiancheng! Don't look at me with that look. Who is not young yet? The most urgent thing is to think about how to resolve your heart disease!"
Beiling knew Fang Tiancheng's thoughts with just a look, and immediately changed the subject.
She panicked, she panicked, Taoist Master Qinglian felt so happy when he saw this scene.
Shen Wangu and Ren Qianchou, who were already wandering in the yard, also looked at Fang Tiancheng with curiosity, and were overjoyed. They exchanged eyes, "It seems that Brother Fang should know their relationship."
If it weren't for the fact that the two parties were still here, the two would probably have rushed up to gossip.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, have you gained anything?"
Although Shen Wangu was asking Zhang Yi, his eyes were staring at Fang Tiancheng, as if he was sending some signal to him.
"I didn't, but Fellow Daoist has refined the Confucian Saint Pen."
Zhang Yi shook his head and directed the topic to Fang Tiancheng and the Sutra Saint Pen. He had to find a way to get Fang Tiancheng to present the Sutra Saint Pen with both hands.
"Oh... I have refined the Confucian Sheng Pen."
Chen Wangu's thoughts were not on Zhang Yi at all, but were always winking at Fang Tiancheng, and just responded in a simple manner.