Chapter 258 The Nineteenth Generation of Confucian Sages
"Boom boom boom!"
I saw the giant dragons transformed from purple qi rushed directly to a golden bamboo. The golden bamboo also underwent a qualitative change. A total of nine purple dragon shadows wrapped around the golden bamboo, which also completely turned into a dragon bamboo.
!
A complete dragon bamboo was born, and there were nine giant dragons entrenched on it, so it was undoubtedly the king among dragon bamboos.
Like Taoism, Confucianism also takes nine as the extreme.
Zhang Yi first irrigated out the golden bamboo, and then irrigated out a dragon bamboo with nine dragon shadows.
This is already a miracle!
Today, it has made Confucian disciples more knowledgeable. The appearance of the tender buds of dragon bamboo gave them great shock. Unexpectedly, the noise caused by Zhang Yi is even more scary.
"It's so scary!"
A huge wave appeared in Beiling's heart. After a long time of silence, she even began to feel that Zhang Yi was the reincarnation of the first Confucian saint.
Unless that person, she would not have thought that other existence could cause such a big disturbance.
"We must find a way to keep Zhang Yi!"
Beiling's eyes were blooming green, and he stared at Zhang Yi blankly, as if he had seen a treasure.
If she said that she had only loved Zhang Yi before, then now she would have the desire to win.
This person was born for their Confucianism and Taoism.
Fang Tiancheng also looked at the dragon bamboo in front of Zhang Yi, and his heart was mixed, and finally he smiled bitterly, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, what have you experienced? The dragon bamboo that can actually irrigate nine dragon shadows."
It is hard to imagine what kind of experience could make Zhang Yi, who was young, write such a good sentence. Thinking of this, his mind suddenly became cheerful. After all... he never had Zhang Yi's knowledge.
"It just happened."
Zhang Yi also said "humblely".
Upon hearing this, Fang Tiancheng's just stable mood almost collapsed. Is this something that happened to be able to do?
"Huh... this kid is really hidden."
Just now, Taoist Master Qinglian really sweated for Zhang Yi. Who would have thought that the final outcome would be like this? This almost surprised everyone, okay?
Shen Wangu looked at Fang Tiancheng's uncomfortable look and couldn't help but feel happy, "Hahaha, I didn't expect it? You dare to pretend to be in front of Fellow Daoist Zhang, you really don't know how to live or die!"
"Master or Master."
The big stone in Ren Qianchou's heart finally landed on the ground, looking at Zhang Yi with admiration. She had never seen such a monster in her life.
Looking at Shen Wangu beside him, his eyes immediately looked a little disgusted, "They are all people, why is the gap so big?"
At this moment, the Confucian disciples finally came to their senses, and the eyes that looked at Zhang Yi were extremely admiring.
"Dragon Bamboo! I didn't expect that the birth of the complete dragon bamboo would be seen in my lifetime! It's worth it, enough money!"
"This senior brother of Daozong is really a genius. He has never practiced Confucianism and Taoism, but he can trigger this level of literary spirit."
"If he practices Confucianism and Taoism, it will be amazing."
The three experiences have convinced Confucian disciples to Zhang Yi. It is no exaggeration to say that Zhang Yi’s reputation in Wensheng Academy is now higher than that in Tianchengdu.
After this discussion, Fang Tiancheng completely understood that Zhang Yi was a mountain in front of him and could never be surpassed. Isn’t it a way to seek death if he regards him as a heart disease?
Moreover, when he saw the reaction of Confucian disciples, he was completely relieved. His mood was now particularly smooth and he couldn't figure out the way ahead.
"I've been taught by Fellow Daoist Zhang!"
Fang Tiancheng gave a great gift and said very respectfully.
"I want to travel with you after that, but I wonder if it's convenient?"
Fang Tiancheng had already made plans and would use a small notebook to remember Zhang Yi’s famous quotes in the future, and he would always learn something.
Besides, he is also qualified to go down the mountain this time, so he must seize this opportunity well, which is wrong... it should be said to be an opportunity.
"Can."
Zhang Yi asked for this but couldn't get it. Only when you are by my side can I have the opportunity to give you a pen of Confucianism.
In fact, Zhang Yi also had the idea of reminding Fang Tiancheng to give him a Confucian Sheng pen, but every time he had a thought, he would be crazyly warned by the Destiny Picture.
If you can’t do anything about destiny, he will really cheat you if you have something to do.
In desperation, Zhang Yi winked at Taoist Qinglian. At this time, only Taoist Qinglian was more reliable.
"That... Fang Tiancheng, you should show that you will follow Zhang Yi's junior Zhang Yi to go down the mountain and practice later.
Taoist Master Qinglian understood in an instant and shook his eyes at Zhang Yi again, meaning to reassure Zhang Yi.
Taoist Master Qinglian did not disappoint Zhang Yi. He knew his thoughts with just a look, which was very good.
"It should be!"
In fact, Fang Tiancheng had long wanted to repay Zhang Yi, but he had never thought of a suitable opportunity.
"But fellow Daoist Zhang is the senior brother of Daozong, and he should have it as well as I have it. I really don't know how to repay it."
This made Fang Tiancheng feel a little embarrassed and he grabbed his head helplessly.
Taoist Master Qinglian climbed up the pole, "No, have you forgotten that you have the Confucian Saint Pen?"
Taoist Master Qinglian’s kind reminder caused another uproar.
"What? Brother, the eldest brother, has refined the Confucian Sheng Pen?"
"Can you actually refine the Confucian Shengbian? No wonder the elder brother is so confident."
"Our senior brother is still amazing!"
For a moment, Fang Tiancheng's prestige in the hearts of Confucian disciples increased a little more.
The Confucian Holy Pen is an unattainable sacred object in the hearts of these Confucian disciples. I never thought that anyone could refine the Confucian Holy Pen, and this... Fang Tiancheng did it!
The shock they suffered in their hearts today was so great that they could not even react for a while.
"It's still too late. When will Qinglian's mouth be retracted?"
Taoist Qinglian knew that it was not good as soon as he spoke Beiling, but in the end he was not as quick as Taoist Qinglian's mouth.
She had to announce this matter anyway, but she gave Taoist Qinglian a first step, not as perfect as she thought. It was a pity.
However, since things have come to this point, Beiling had to announce the news, "Tiancheng has indeed refined the Confucian Saint's pen, so... from today on, Tiancheng will be the 19th generation of Confucian Saint!"
With a command, a vain blue light shrouded Fang Tiancheng, causing his temperament to change drastically. His whole person was even more elegant, exuding a mysterious aura...
"I've met Fang Rusheng!"
All the disciples of Confucianism salute and showed joy at the same time. How could a person who has refined the Confucian saint's pen lead Confucianism to?
Fang Tiancheng glanced at Beiling, with a hint of blame in his eyes. Didn’t he agree that it was time? Why did he suddenly announce it?
But when he saw Beiling's fierce look, his dissatisfaction completely dissipated, and a very standard fake smile appeared on his face.
"I am honored to be the 19th generation of Confucian saints. I will lead Confucianism to a new height."
Fang Tiancheng smiled on his face and felt irritated.