Chapter 2238 (2/2)

”I've seen Mr. Zhishi!”

”I've seen Mr. Zhuji!”

Eight great scholars, including Fang Yun, greeted at the same time, but the other seven bowed respectfully and bent 90 degrees. Fang Yun just nodded gently.

In fact, the status of virtual saint is still above the literary giant, but it is only virtual and untrue. Most Terrans should be equal to the two. Some people think that the mask of literary giant is better than the virtual saint. However, if you add the identities of the Lord of the Yangtze River, the Lord of blood Mans, the Lord of the ten colds and Wenxing longjue, you will know the world.

However, name is name and position is position. After all, it is not as good as reality.

Under the semi saint, only the demon emperor in the world can steadily win the world. Even Ao Yuwei and other strong people of all ethnic groups know the world about the world.

Clothes know the world, white temples and black hair. Standing at random, they are integrated with the surroundings. The sky is like clothes, the earth is like shoes, and the eyes are like the moon. Where they are, they are the source of light.

The great Confucian couldn't help thinking of the scene where Yi Zhishi appeared on the Yueyang tower a few days ago. It was really the son of Tianjiao, with the brightness of the sun and the moon.

Fang Yun took a closer look at Yi Zhishi and found that he was two or three years younger than before entering the burial Valley, and there were obviously more black hair in his silver temples than before.

Yi Zhishi first glanced at the crowd. Everyone felt that he was looking at him, and his attitude was more respectful.

Even those star demons who don't repair the classics instinctively show the color of obedience and humility.

Then, Yi Zhishi's eyes fell on Fang Yun's face.

”Fang Xusheng hasn't seen him for many days. He hasn't thought that he has been promoted to the three realms, and he can step into the four realms in the future. I'm afraid he can get something from the treatment of classics. It's beautiful.” Yi Zhishi smiled and sincerely praised Fang Yun.

The other seven scholars looked at Fang Yun in surprise.

If the great Confucians of the human race use beautiful words, they basically praise the beautiful mountains and rivers and the spectacular world. Now they are used to praise Fang Yun, which is obviously recognized by Yi Zhishi and Fang Yun, rather than just appreciating Fang Yun's poetry.

”Mr. Zhuji's wisdom is excellent, and his last learning is indeed in the governance of scriptures.” Fang Yun said.

”Well, when you leave the burial Valley, you and I will talk about scriptures and make friends with each other.” Yi Zhishi was very happy.

”What you wish.” Fang Yun nodded with a smile.

The other great Confucians had their own thoughts.

Some envy Fang Yun, because Yi Zhishi is a great scholar of Contemporary Classics. Not to mention ordinary Confucianism, even several semi saints are not as good as Yi Zhishi in Confucian classics. After all, semi saints are more devoted to their own holy way.

Some people praise Yi Zhishi for his broad mind. In fact, the world implicitly opposes Yi Zhishi and Fang Yun. Yi Zhishi takes the initiative to invite Fang Yun, which is to help future generations.

Some great Confucians believe that Yi Zhishi is so because he finds that Fang Yun began to study Confucian scriptures. If he meets a fellow Taoist, he is very happy.

It is such a delight to have friends coming from afar.

At the same time, these great Confucians are full of curiosity about Fang Yun. They don't know which Sutra Fang Yun governs and what the results are, but according to the meaning of Yi Zhishi, Fang Yun's results are not small.

Zong Wenxiong couldn't help asking, ”Fang Xusheng, I'm a little curious. What Sutra do you cure?”

Fang Yun smiled without saying anything.

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