The great Confucian scholars in "Book of Books" often do not understand magical powers.

Just like this Mr. Fan, his skills are ordinary, and his magical powers are even less comprehensible. As for the "Wu Jing", he has not had a few hands-on experiences with people in his entire life, one hundred years of time, and so on. Could it be the opponent of some rough Takeo?

Therefore, everyone knows that if you want to deal with these great Confucians, you can only fight with speed and slow.

It is the safest to cut it directly when he has just picked up the pen and has not even touched it.

However, if they wait for them to write this Scripture and the truth takes shape, and borrow the general trend of the world, then let alone a martial artist or a refiner who is good at magic and magical powers, it is that the cultivation base is higher than theirs. Even facing an army of iron and blood, they are not afraid at all. The writings have their own rationale. No sword and spear technique can shake the text...

This is the situation today.

Mr. Fan became famous with "On the Country". An article established his current reputation and formed his own ideas. Even the fairy master square ruler back then was said to have been greatly influenced by his ideas. Written with anger, and when he wrote the article, the truth took shape, let alone Shoushanzong, I am afraid that a certain **** king will not be able to shake him when he arrives here.

The only way is to interrupt him.

Don't say anything, give him a knife and discuss the other things.

However, at this time, Sect Master Xiao Xu was suppressed by his scripture and righteousness, and there were at least a dozen golden cores around him, each sealed on the left and right, entangled him, lest he escaped and threatened Mr. Fan. In the surrounding areas, the number of people in the Shoushan Sect is very small, and it is already very reluctant to be able to hold it at this time. How can anyone come to disturb him to write the scriptures?

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"Article Jingyi, Haoran Avenue..."

In the small building, He Zhenzhang has been attracted by the all-in-one scriptures, his head stuck out the window, showing a look of awe and envy.

This life is the person of "Book of Books", and they all yearn for this avenue of articles.

Fuzhuan technique is nothing but a trail, and only this kind of scripture is the pursuit of their hearts.

Of course, it's just the envious pursuit of the dark jab, let alone him, the Sect Master of Le Shui Sect can't achieve this level.

"Second Young Master Fang, Mr. Fan..."

Meng Zhixue, Meng Qing'er and others all showed anxious expressions and seemed a little depressed.

Seeing that such an article is written, no matter who it is, it will inevitably feel ashamed. Now that Fang Er is doing things, they are not omniscient, they have already seen a little bit, and they are panicked and do not know right or wrong. Now they have received this article. Influence, the shame is even more uncontrollable. After all, they are on the opposite side of the old Confucian who wrote "On the Country"...

"The state of affairs is unknown, why not look again?"

Fang Cun sat calmly and spoke slowly, with a low voice, "Everyone says that my brother used to befriend Mr. Fan Lao, and received a lot of guidance from him when he was young. Although the two faded after the incident, if In terms of whether my brother really owes him or not, I am not sure. I have been telling you about the Heart Sutra before this, and the same is true for myself!"

"In everyone's heart, there is a ruler to measure whether the Taoist mind is out of balance!"

"The ruler in my heart is the two words of grievance and grievance!"

"Because I am not sure what the grievances between my brother and Mr. Fan are, the only thing I am worried about is to repay grievances or grievances. Although everything tells me, I need to do this, but if he treats me Brother Zeng Youen, then even if I think I’m doing the right thing, it will trap him, there will be flaws in Dao Xin, and it’s hard to find perfection..."

"So, I also want to see, what exactly... is like!"

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An article on the country was spread in the void. As more and more scriptures were written, the chaos between the world and the earth seemed to be suppressed.

The side of Shoushanzong seemed to be pressed in the corner by an invisible and huge force, unable to stretch.

The five sect masters and the elders looked at each other, and they seemed to see the words that the general situation had gone.

And the people in Qingjiang City were somewhat depressed when they watched Mr. Fan writing scriptures in the air.

Inexplicably, they felt a little sorry for the old gentleman who was like a saint.

It seems that no one can stop that old gentleman anymore...

...Until a scream!

"If you still have the face to write this article..."

That voice came from a frightened and anxious population. It was the old slave of the Fan family. He survived this chaos at any rate, and he had been waiting for this moment and saw Mr. Fan. The text was about to be finished. He suddenly jumped into the air and shouted angrily: "Back then, the immortal teacher Fang Chi, heard your good righteous name, met with you, discussed knowledge, and benefited from each other, but you took him into the research concept , I copied everything and made an "On the Country", which inspired the Chaoge, and gained great fame!"

"Even nowadays, some people say that the original idea of ​​Xianshi Fangchi is inherited from you!"

"But who knows that you stolen this idea from him?"

"At the time you made "On the Country", Qingjiang was shocked and respected you. Xianshi Fangchi knew about it, but he didn't find you. He even said that as long as the truth is in this world, it is good for the people, from whom, and It's not important, clearly, I will give you the reputation!"

"But later, he discovered that the vitality of the people in Lingzhou was stolen. He ran around and offended countless people. He was even chased by assassins from the Skywalk Road. But you were still behind closed doors at that time. I was completely disappointed in you after recognizing you. After you had the face, I let me spread the news of his ungratefulness. Don’t you really feel ashamed in your heart?”

"What old gentleman is he, but an old thief who is trying to get his reputation..."

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I don't know how many people heard this loud shout, their expressions suddenly changed, and they turned their heads in surprise and anger.

The five sect masters and elders were shocked, and there was endless anger in their eyes.

They also saw the friendship between Mr. Fan and Fang Chi, the immortal teacher at the time. Although they knew that they did not agree afterwards, no one knew what was going on. At most, Fang Chi was the immortal teacher because the vitality of the people in Lingzhou was stolen. It’s just that he is alienated from Mr. Fan Lao. Regarding the "On the Country", no one has ever doubted Mr. Fan Lao. After all, this is his famous article.

Even if some of the ideas of Xianshi Fangzhi were similar to "On the Country", it was only because he was influenced by Mr. Fan. After all, when he was in Qingjiang, the Xianshi Fangzhi was still young and unskilled, and was influenced by the elderly. It is also normal to give pointers!

Who would have thought that there are such doorways among them?

In the alleys of Qingjiang, boss Qin dressed in black robes suddenly showed endless killing intent in his eyes. This killing intent caused his murderous intent to rise suddenly, and even the cat in his arms was frightened and desperately tried his best. Escaped from his arms.

After running a few meters away, he looked back at his master, not knowing why he suddenly exuded such dangerous aura.

In the garden, the wine glass in the Huangpao woman's hand was instantly burned into a piece of colored glaze.

Her eyes were red to the extreme, and tears fell down her cheeks: "It turns out that you have suffered such grievances..."

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In the small building, only Fang Cun sat still, but his expression was gloomy and terrifying.

At this time, no one spoke, only a look of surprise on his face.

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"puff……"

As the old slave's voice sounded, Mr. Fan's face turned pale, and a bright red burst from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, his mind seemed to have been greatly touched, and even the handwriting he was writing suddenly became a little messy. The whole article has lost a lot of spirituality, and the brilliant golden light is also changing rapidly. It was gloomy, but at this moment, he suddenly gritted his teeth and turned his head. He glanced at the old slave, but he didn't say a word and continued to write...

But his Daoist heart is clearly affected, and it is difficult to have awe-inspiring aura when he writes, so he squeezed his left palm hard, and the mountains and rivers were imprinted, and immediately there was infinite power, hurriedly flowing from all over the vast Qingjiang, and blessing on him. Xuanji used his body to bless him on his pen, and unexpectedly received back the gods, which made him write faster and faster, and the hostility in his handwriting became heavier and heavier.

Falling word by word, linked like a dragon, spread out in the air, the article has almost taken shape.

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"He actually borrowed the luck from the seal of the mountain and river to forcefully write..."

The five sect masters, elders and others were already shocked and hurriedly shouted.

"He can write..."

After all, the Sect Master of Le Shui Sect cultivated the Book of Books, and he understood this most clearly, and he whispered: "The whole world knows that "On the State" was written by him. At this time, only one old slave came out to speak. His Dao heart is chaotic, so we can see the true and false, but even if we see it and there is no evidence, how can we prove that his "On the Country" was stolen?"

"It's just that his Dao Xin is nearly ruined, so he can only write with the help of mountains and rivers to write..."

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"Hahahaha..."

But when all the Qi refiners around him had their own answers ~lightnovelpub.net~ Mr. Fan's madness became more and more intense, he wrote faster and faster, and finally he was laughing wildly. Get up: "With your old slave talking, who will believe you? You let the square-foot kid crawl out to confront me? People all over the world know that "On the State" is my classic meaning, you open your mouth, and What's the use?"

In the frantic laughter, he wrote faster and faster, his handwriting was already distorted and crazy, but he was still almost finished.

The golden light is still there, the world is dim, and the road roars.

I don’t know how many people fell silent, looking at the old man who was crazy about the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth...

Then, when he saw that he was about to write the last word, the borrowed luck was still there, and his courage was still there, but the vermilion pen in his hand had already begun to sever, it was in rapid decay, and the last stroke was not yet complete. When it fell, the pen had turned into flying ash...

"How can this be?"

Mr. Fan was dumbfounded at this moment, looking at the pen in his hand like crazy.