"Good! Very good. Everything is inferior. Only those who study well. It is a major event for me to enter Confucianism and Taoism."
Fang Tiancheng applauded repeatedly, and his excited expressions were helpful, and he did not forget to show off his pride to Beiling.
He didn't know what Beiling was thinking. Now he is the 19th generation of Confucian saints. In addition, he really admires Zhang Yi, so he regards it as doing his part for Confucianism and Taoism.
As for the Confucian Shengbian... If there is no heat, there will be no heat. Is Zhang Yi not as good as the Confucian Shengbian?
Moreover, Zhang Yi's participation in Confucianism and Taoism means that the Confucianism and Saint writings are still in Confucianism. Speaking of which, he made a profit.
This is all Fang Tiancheng's thoughts.
"How should we practice Confucianism and Taoism?"
Zhang Yi knew nothing about Confucianism and Taoism, so he could only ask Fang Tiancheng for help.
Many people think that practicing Confucianism and Taoism is just about studying and raising insights. In fact, it is not that simple, otherwise why are there so few people practicing Confucianism and Taoism?
"Maybe it's difficult for others, but it's definitely easy for fellow Daoist Zhang."
Fang Tiancheng kept it a secret, "Don't worry, I'll give you the Su Sheng Pen first."
Fang Tiancheng seemed to be more anxious than Zhang Yi. He immediately disconnected from the Confucian Shengbing and presented the Confucian Shengbing with both hands.
At this moment, the Confucian Sheng Pen was shaking wildly, as if it was about to escape at any time/When Zhang Yi was flipping his palm, he saw Zhang Yi turn his palm tightly and hold the Confucian Sheng Pen tightly in his hand. The power of the ancient supreme force strongly suppresses this Confucian Sheng Pen /Press this Confucian Sheng Pen
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Anyway, he has no intention of refining the Confucian Saint Pen now, so he naturally doesn't have to be afraid, not to mention that Fang Tiancheng is still shook by his side, so he is not worried about his life.
"Buzz!"
When Zhang Yi took over the Su Sheng Pian, the destiny map in his body was shocked. All rewards were also issued for the completion of Fang Tiancheng's tasks.
Now the page about Fang Tiancheng on the Destiny Picture has been lit up, and Fang Tiancheng's favorability for him has reached five stars (because he is impressed by your literary talent, I admire you very much)
This made Zhang Yi feel numb when he saw it. This is the first time a man has a five-star favorable impression on him.
At this moment, the Su Shengbi actually broke free from Zhang Yi's hand and returned to Fang Tiancheng's side. Regardless of whether Fang Tiancheng had broken off contact with it, he was just surrounding Fang Tiancheng, which was very spiritual.
"this……"
This scene was unexpectedly unexpected by Fang Tiancheng, and his expression was a little embarrassed. Those who didn't know thought that he wanted to break his promise and were unwilling to give the Confucian Sheng pen.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I don't know what's going on. I really want to give you the Confucian Sheng Pen."
Fang Tiancheng explained with a wry smile.
Zhang Yi nodded and said calmly: "I know, but..."
Speaking of this, Zhang Yi deliberately paused for a moment, making Fang Tiancheng dare not breathe, and looked at Zhang Yi with a hurry, waiting for the following.
"But... a gentleman does not take away what others love. Since the Confucian Holy Pen has no chance of being with me, I will not force it, so the Confucian Holy Pen still belongs to fellow Taoist Fang."
Zhang Yi said slowly.
To be honest, what he never cared about was not the Confucian sage pen. Confucian sage pen was not attractive to him, and he only wanted to complete the task from beginning to end.
Now that the task has been completed, it is not important to Zhang Yi whether he has obtained the Confucian Sheng Pen.
"I don't want this?"
Taoist Master Qinglian didn't understand Zhang Yi. She had thought that Zhang Yi was bound to win the brushwork of the Confucian Saint.
However, Zhang Yi's actions made her admire her more and more, and a green glow appeared in her eyes.
"Why?"
Ren Qianchou was also confused. She didn't understand why she didn't want any treasures she had. This Confucian Holy Pen was at least an emperor-level magic weapon, so she just wanted it?
Chen Wangu shook his head, "You don't understand this, right? This is the pattern! The real pattern!"
Chen Wangu tightened his thumb and index finger, then made another opening move, and said with an exaggerated expression: "The pattern is open!"
"In terms of pattern, we are not as good as your master."
Chen Wangu shook his head and sighed.
Ren Qianchou nodded as if he understood it, and kept muttering about the pattern.
Fang Tiancheng looked at Zhang Yi in disbelief, thinking that he had heard it wrong, so he asked again, "What did Fellow Daoist Zhang say just now?"
"Fellow Daoist Zhang said that a gentleman will not take away what others love, and he will give you the pen of Confucianism and sages. If he doesn't want it, just have fun secretly."
Chen Wangu shouted at the top of his throat.
"Ah? Really? I heard it right?"
Fang Tiancheng still couldn't believe that this was a Confucian sage, and he could actually resist the temptation of Confucian sage?
"You have seen it just now. The Confucian Sheng Pen has no chance with me, so it is useless for me to hold it. Since the Confucian Sheng Pen recognizes you as the main one, the greatest light can only be shining in your hands."
Zhang Yi said calmly and without any turbulence.
"Then...the practice of practicing Confucianism and Taoism?"
Since the Confucian Sheng Pen was not given out, Fang Tiancheng was naturally worried about this and asked tentatively.
"Don't worry, what you promised won't change."
Hearing this, Fang Tiancheng refines the Confucian Sheng Pian, put away the Confucian Sheng Pian, and the brightest smile appeared on his face.
Not only did he not lose the Confucian and Saint writings, he also convinced Zhang Yi to practice Confucian and Taoism, which was undoubtedly the best effect.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, kind, nothing to say!"
Fang Tiancheng couldn't help but give Zhang Yi a thumbs up, and his impression of Zhang Yi was a little better.
"In fact, if you want to practice Confucianism and Taoism, as long as you have Confucian roots in your body and can cause the shock of your literary spirit, you can practice Confucianism and Taoism."
"Fellow Daoist Zhang irrigated dragon bamboo in the Confucian Saint Forest before, and I believe the Confucian roots are definitely not bad. I will take you to test Confucian roots now?"
Fang Tiancheng was very much looking forward to what kind of Confucian root Zhang Yi had, and he could irrigate the Nine Dragon Dragon Bamboo without practicing Confucianism and Taoism.
Confucian root? This is the first time Zhang Yi heard this word, and he couldn't help but look forward to it. If he awakened his Confucian root and rely on his ability to copy the public, he would always make achievements in Confucian Taoism.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I also want to practice Confucianism and Taoism. Can you tell them?"
Chen Wangu hurriedly came over and said with a smirk.
His thoughts on Confucianism and Taoism did not fade away, so he came over when he had the opportunity, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, you have not accepted the Confucian Saint Pen, just take me to test Confucianism together."
Zhang Yi looked at Fang Tiancheng and asked, "Is that OK?"
Fang Tiancheng agreed without thinking, "Of course there is no problem, but the ugly words are ahead, not everyone has the roots of Confucianism, so don't be hit by the time."
Fang Tiancheng has not encountered people with extremely strong martial arts talents but has no slight Confucian roots, which is also a big blow to the genius.
"Hmph, if I am the son of the Emperor of Humanity, if I don't have Confucianism, no one in this world has Confucianism."
Chen Wangu said with confidence and pride.
"Have you ever wondered why your father didn't let you practice Confucianism and Taoism back then?"
Beiling suddenly asked.
"This...this..."
Chen Wangu was speechless in an instant. He had never thought about this question, but he still insisted on saying, "That's because I was not interested in Confucianism and Taoism before, otherwise what else would you do?"