"It's not good to have life and death as the topic, right?"
Fang Tiancheng hesitated for a while and looked at Zhang Yi with a little concern.
He had Confucianism and Taoism to protect him, and the risk to him on the topic of life and death was not that great. Instead, he was worried about Zhang Yi, after all, Zhang Yi had never practiced Confucianism and Taoism.
“Why?”
Seeing that Fang Tiancheng looked a little abnormal, Zhang Yi knew that this matter might not be that simple.
"Based on life and death, people may die if they are not careful..."
Fang Tiancheng told Zhang Yi about the tricks, which was determined entirely by Zhang Yi.
"It's okay, if you want to discuss the truth, I will accompany you."
Zhang Yi waved his hand. He was afraid of this in his guild?
Besides, Zhang Yi is a person who has truly experienced life and death. He lives for two lifetimes. How dare anyone present have such an understanding?
What Fang Tiancheng didn't expect was that this topic still had an advantage for Zhang Yi.
Fang Tiancheng also knew that Zhang Yi was all for him, so he immediately felt grateful in his heart and bowed to thank him, "Thank you, fellow Taoist Zhang, this kindness is unforgettable."
Originally, Zhang Yi had already been a great favor with him to discuss the truth, but now he is not afraid of life and death as the topic, so this favor is a little bigger.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you have to be cautious when it comes to life and death. I'll do it first this time."
Even though he knew that Zhang Yi had great skills, Fang Tiancheng would not dare to feel completely relieved, and he would still explain it carefully.
This time, Fang Tiancheng thought more and his expression became more and more serious. Even a trace of sweat appeared on his forehead. It was obvious that he was very nervous.
This is the first time Fang Tiancheng has used life and death as the topic. He can even foresee that if he succeeds, it will be of great help to his future path.
"This group of people is really a mess, and they actually use life and death as the topic."
Beiling also frowned and looked at Fang Tiancheng, but when he thought that Fang Tiancheng still had a Confucian saint pen, he felt a little relieved.
"Beiling, if something happens later, you can protect Zhang Yi's life!"
Taoist Master Qinglian also realized the seriousness of the matter and made plans to take action at any time, but to be on the safe side, he still explained to Beiling.
Double protection is the most insurable!
"Don't worry, I won't let him have something to do."
Beiling nodded. If she was really retaliated by the way of life and death, she would not be sure to protect Zhang Yi, but she still had to stabilize Taoist Qinglian first.
It seemed as if after a century, Fang Tiancheng's face turned a little pale, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn, and everyone was not afraid to breathe.
Fang Tiancheng wriggled his lips and slowly spoke: "Thousands of life and death, life and death come and go and turn into confusion\/love."
At this last moment, he seemed to feel the mystery of life and the threat of death, and he felt it, and at the same time, a turbid air was spitting out of his mouth.
"Crazy!"
In an instant, purple literary energy continued to flow and irrigate onto the golden bamboo. However, the golden bamboo began to shrink continuously, and finally turned into a seed and entered the underground.
Everyone was overwhelmed by this sudden scene, but something that shocked them soon happened.
I saw that the seed broke through the ground, and a tender green bud emerged. During this period, it was accompanied by the sound of dragons. A lifelike little dragon was carved on the tender buds, and the indifferent pressure came from it.
Explode out.
"Dragon Bamboo! It's a dragon bamboo! It turns out that a dragon bamboo is not a legendary existence!"
"Oh my God! The eldest brother actually irrigated a tender bud of dragon bamboo. It's so scary!"
"This time, you should be stable, right? This is something that even the Northern Religious Saint has not done."
Suddenly, screams came from the mouths of Confucian disciples. It was true that only under the pressure of life and death could one stimulate people's supreme potential.
Beiling's face was also slightly surprised, but it was soon replaced by the pride of surprise. "Very good, better than the blue."
Finally, one person can irrigate the dragon bamboo, which is worthy of being the existence of refining the Confucian Shengbian.
Now Beiling has announced that Fang Tiancheng has refined the Confucian Saint Pen, helping Fang Tiancheng create momentum.
But after just thinking about it, she still respects Fang Tiancheng's choice.
Fang Tiancheng's face had regained its redness at this moment, and he felt an indescribable excitement, but his gratitude for Zhang Yi became stronger and stronger, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, thank you! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been this step.
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This is the truth. As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, but he also has a competitive spirit. It is under the trend of competitive spirit that he irrigated the dragon bamboo.
Zhang Yi only felt that the purple literary spirit triggered by Fang Tiancheng just now was a bit extraordinary, and he didn't know what the dragon bamboo meant, so he didn't have much trouble in his heart.
"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Fang."
Zhang Yi sincerely congratulated him.
The more Fang Tiancheng he helped, the greater the possibility of completing the task.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, why not end this discussion this time?"
The other party Tiancheng said that winning or losing is no longer important. From the moment he irrigated the dragon bamboo, his heart disease has been eliminated.
Zhang Yi shook his head, "No, you have to do things with a beginning and an end."
There is nothing else, even if it is a memory of his life and death experience for two lives.
"Then... Fellow Daoist Zhang should pay attention to safety."
Fang Tiancheng really thought about Zhang Yi. He didn't want Zhang Yi to have any accidents. He admired Zhang Yi from the bottom of his heart.
Zhang Yi nodded, closed his eyes, and began to recall his past and present life. Fragments flashed through his mind.
Compared to Fang Tiancheng's nervousness before, Zhang Yi seemed much calmer, as if he was just thinking about some ordinary things.
Zhang Yi was relaxed, which made Ren Qianchou and the others very anxious.
"Master, surely!"
Ren Qianchou clenched his little hand nervously, his palms were covered with sweat.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you have to fight for your breath, so you can't let Fang Tiancheng pretend!"
Shen Wangu would never allow anyone other than Zhang Yi to pretend in front of him. This is his principle and will be realized through his life!
"Zhang Yi! Don't worry, I will guarantee you nothing wrong no matter what!"
Taoist Master Qinglian squinted his eyes and was ready to take action at any time.
Suddenly, Zhang Yi opened his eyes, a light burst out from his eyes, and he slowly spoke: "A hundred rivers passed east and never returned, life and death came from a dream."
Zhang Yi was so light and so indifferent, as if he had taken life and death lightly and didn't care at all.
Yes, isn’t living for two more lives like a dream for him?
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was shrouded in death pressure, and the weak in cultivation even broke out in cold sweat, feeling like he was being targeted by the god of death. Fortunately, Zhang Yi had no intention of killing them, otherwise the Religious Sage Lin
I'm afraid there are corpses everywhere.
Zhang Yi found that the movements caused by this sentimental verse are even more terrifying.
"Ho huh huh."
For a moment, the purple air came from the east and gathered into giant dragons, hovering in the air, roaring with teeth and claws, and the sound of dragon sounds resounded throughout Wensheng Academy.
In this way, the noise caused by Fang Tiancheng before was simply a pediatrician in front of Zhang Yi.