Fang Tiancheng was completely driven to the shelves. He really doesn't want to become a Confucian saint yet, and he is not mentally prepared.
Besides... the Confucian Saint has too many things to do, and he is still thinking about traveling around the world with Zhang Yi.
"Tiancheng, now you have become the 19th generation of Confucian Saints. I know your thoughts. During this period, I will help you with the affairs of Wensheng Academy. Please travel with confidence."
"As for...the Confucian Sheng's pen, it is determined by your own will."
Beiling saw through Fang Tiancheng's thoughts at a glance, and the stay and departure of the Confucian Shengbing depends entirely on Fang Tiancheng's own wishes. After all, the Confucian Shengbing now belongs to him.
If you don’t stop it, it will be the greatest kindness to Taoist Qinglian.
Besides, she also discovered some tricks, knowing that the one who really wanted the Confucian Sheng pen was not Taoist Qinglian, but Zhang Yi!
But this Confucian Sheng pen is not that easy to get, otherwise it wouldn't have been refined for so long.
"What's the relationship between them? Qinglian is not an enthusiastic person."
Beiling fell into deep thought, and was a little curious about the relationship between Taoist Master Qinglian and Zhang Yi.
The main reason is that Taoist Qinglian is too abnormal, which is inconsistent with the Taoist Qinglian she remembers.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yi's eyes lit up, "There is a chance!"
I saw Fang Tiancheng fell into deep thought. The Confucian Saint Pen was of great significance to him. He had not even warmed up the Confucian Saint Pen of it yet, so he naturally didn't want to send it out.
However, he wanted to repay Zhang Yi again, and he was in a dilemma for a moment.
At this moment, the Destiny Picture began to warn wildly again, and the four words "Willing" on the page of Fang Tiancheng's mission were particularly dazzling.
Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel disappointed, knowing that even if he got the Confucian Sheng pen at this time, it would be useless.
"Fellow Daoist Fang, don't make things difficult. Before, it was just Taoist Qinglian who was joking."
When Zhang Yi said this, his conscience was aching, but the face project still had to be done well.
"Don't take it seriously, we monks will do whatever we want."
Zhang Yi waved his hands in a grand manner.
Upon hearing this, Fang Tiancheng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhang Yi very gratefully and said, "Thank you for your understanding. It's not that I don't want to give the Confucian Saint Pen. In fact... As long as fellow Daoist Zhang speaks, I will definitely present the Confucian Saint Pen with both hands willingly.
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As for the face-saving project, Fang Tiancheng can do it, and he also speaks very beautifully.
But Zhang Yi knew his thoughts and couldn't help but slander it in his heart, "Scholars are hypocritical."
If you are willing to do so, will you still be crazy warnings?
However, since Fang Tiancheng has obtained the Confucian Saint Pen, there is no need to continue to stay in the Wensheng Academy. In the outside world, there is obviously a better chance to let Fang Tiancheng willingly give the Confucian Saint Pen.
"The Dao Sect still has many matters to deal with, so we will take back this time."
Zhang Yi bowed his hand and said goodbye to leave.
"Let's wait!"
Beiling did not forget her purpose, and immediately came to Zhang Yi with a smile on his face.
"I wonder what else is there for senior?"
Zhang Yi looked at Beiling with a bright smile, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
"Zhang Yi, your talent in Confucianism and Taoism is absolutely unique. It is a waste not to practice Confucianism and Taoism. Why not consider it again?"
Beiling said softly.
Zhang Yi was about to refuse, but unexpectedly, Beiling did not give him the opportunity to speak at all. "Don't rush to refuse first. Confucianism and Taoism are not as unbearable as you imagined. With your talent, it is only a matter of time to reach the state of following words and Dharma."
"Think about it, when others fight, and you just need to open your mouth to solve everything, is this something that ordinary means can compare?"
Beiling began to talk about the benefits of Confucianism and Taoism, and she didn’t believe that Zhang Yi was not moved?
In fact, many people can practice Confucianism and Taoism because of the means of Confucianism and Taoism.
Zhang Yi looked at Beiling like this, and no matter how he looked, he seemed to be fooling people, without any affection, but was even more alert, "Thank you for your kindness, but I have already made it clear that Confucianism and Taoism are really not suitable for me."
"It's not that you can give up your Tao, but you can also practice Confucianism and Taoism."
Zhang Yi has the unique supreme bone and is so talented in martial arts. Of course, she does not expect Zhang Yi to abandon Wu Congru, so she has to take a step back.
As long as Zhang Yi can practice Confucianism and Taoism, he will definitely bring a different color to Confucianism and Taoism.
"That... I want to ask, if a Confucian and Taoist person is blocked during the battle, will he lose his combat effectiveness?"
Zhang Yi suddenly thought of a picture and asked with some bad taste.
Beiling and all Confucian disciples:??????
Obviously, they didn't expect Zhang Yi to ask such a strange question. Is this a normal person's brain circuit?
“Under normal circumstances, this won’t happen.”
This made Beiling a little embarrassed, but where would this happen under normal circumstances?
Anyway, she has been practicing Confucianism and Taoism for so many years, and no one has ever been able to seal her mouth.
"So I said Confucianism and Taoism are not suitable for me."
"Senior, some things cannot be forced."
Zhang Yi shook his head, his attitude was very obvious. If it weren't for the Confucian Sheng's pen, he wouldn't even come to Wensheng Academy.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, if you don't get involved in Confucianism and Taoism, it's really a loss for Confucianism and Taoism. With your talent, you can really consider it."
"It's better to do this... As long as you are willing to practice Confucianism and Taoism, I am willing to present the Confucianism and Saint Pen with both hands!"
Fang Tiancheng was also helping Beiling, and more importantly, he wanted to see what level Zhang Yi would achieve in practicing Confucianism and Taoism?
Although he was reluctant to let go of Confucianism and Saint Pen, he believed that Confucianism and Saint Pen could be exchanged for Zhang Yi to practice Confucianism and Taoism, which was worth it.
After saying that, Fang Tiancheng took out his pen and sacrificed the Confucian Sheng Pen and placed it on his hands. Although his face was full of reluctance, his eyes were very firm.
"Naturally!"
Beiling's expression was a bit complicated. Unexpectedly, Fang Tian became the one who could make Zhang Yi spend such a lot of money to practice Confucianism and Taoism.
However, her idea coincides with Fang Tiancheng. If a Confucian saint pen could be exchanged for Confucian Zhang Yi, it would be a good deal. After all, things are dead, and people live.
This is the first time that Confucian disciples have seen the Confucian saint pen, and feel the sacred breath and look respectful. This is the supreme sacred object in their hearts.
Today they saw too many things that broke their common sense, which made them feel that their life was a bit perfect, and all this was because of the arrival of the man named Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi looked at Fang Tiancheng who gave the Confucian Sheng pen with both hands, and couldn't help but feel a little moved. The destiny map did not have a warning this time, which means that Fang Tiancheng was really willing to give the Confucian Sheng pen with this time.
It turned out that it was so easy to give him a Confucian Sheng pen, Zhang Yi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
In order to complete the task, Zhang Yi did not persist and agreed immediately, "That's it, let's try!"
Anyway, practicing Confucianism and Taoism is not harmful to him, and he can even cultivate his body and character. He didn't agree easily before, just waiting to raise the price.