Chapter 1954 (2/2)

Except for some workers and farmers, all the great scholars and scholars in the blood mans world made great strides and made every effort to rush to the blood mans palace.

Fang Yun didn't want to make a big fuss, so he chose a side hall in Xuemang palace and waited for the people to come.

Yun zhaochen, the leader of juyun City, arrived first. When he saw Fang Yun, he would kneel down and worship, because Fang Yun was already the leader of blood mang. In the hearts of all blood mang people, he was an ordinary civilian, and Fang Yun was more noble than an emperor, almost a saint of gods.

Fang Yun stretched out his hand to hold it up. Finally, Yun zhaochen just bowed deeply.

Fang Yun looked up and down at the friend who had fought together in the ruins of Longcheng, smiled and said, ”Congratulations, Brother Yun. He will become a great Confucian in five years at most.”

Yun zhaochen said, ”I can't compare with the Lord and brother Wei...”

Yun zhaochen found that Fang Yun's face was different. He immediately shut up and looked at Wei Huangan with questioning eyes.

Wei Huangan also looked at Fang Yun in surprise and found that Fang Yun seemed to be listening to something. He was a little stunned and suddenly realized it. Then he shook his head gently against the cloud and dust, stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky.

Yunzhaochen suddenly realized that Fang Yun was either communicating with Xuemang's will or with Wang Jinglong.

They immediately went to the door to stop anyone from disturbing Fang Yun.

After a quarter of an hour, Fang Yuncai looked up and saw two more great scholars outside. Now, no more than before, the blood mang continent is very large, and it takes others a long time to get here.

Seeing Fang Yun's rise, the four university scholars came.

Wei Huangan couldn't resist curiosity and asked, ”Lord, what do you want to say?”

Fang Yun showed a wry smile on his face and shook his head and said, ”this can't be said or said. In short, if I die in a foreign land before I become a great Confucian, you should prepare a dung bucket to pour dung at the door of Wang Sheng's family, at least ten years!”

The four university scholars were stunned. Although Fang Yun was joking, it was obvious that Wang Jinglong seemed to want Fang Yun to do an extremely dangerous thing. Moreover, before Cheng Daru, the word ”foreign land” did not seem to be in Shengyuan, and the degree of danger can be imagined.

Wei Huangan and other four people endured for a long time and finally gave up asking, but they were scratching their hearts.

”After a few years, you will know that you can't talk about that place casually. Alas... Those old things, what they can't do, let me do it. That kind of thing is just the theory of the saints. There has never been... Just...”

Fang Yun shook his head gently, and then looked into the distance. His eyes seemed to penetrate the blood world, leap over the starry sky, reach the demon world, and finally fall in the center of the demon world.

Wanwu mountain, buried in the holy valley.

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