"The younger generation, how dare you to welcome you gentlemen, I am really ashamed..."

The ark slowly came to the people, anchored in the air, Fang Cun appeared on the deck. At this time, there was a fine light rain in the air, caught in the wind, and it was even more turbulent. Fang Cun was dressed in a white robe, wearing a jade crown, and a jade pendant on his waist. He looked handsome and dusty. Because of the light rain, Fang Cun So logically, he held up an umbrella and walked off the boat gently.

After all, you have to make a full set of the show, and you have to hold an umbrella to protect yourself against thunder.

But if there is no rain or wind, and there is no big sun, holding an umbrella by yourself, it seems redundant, it will inevitably make people suspicious...

This is called Kung Fu in the details!

In front of the old masters of the Scriptures, Fang Cun saluted gently, and couldn't find the slightest fault in every move.

"Hehe, Mr. Fang Er is polite..."

Among the old sectarians, Mr. Yuheng looked up and down a few inches, and said with a smile: "When I made my brother famous all over the world, when I entered the dynasty song, my old scholastic institute also sent him to him, but it’s a pity. Wrong, Brother Ling never entered my academy, but instead entered the Seven Kings Palace to accompany you. This is really a great regret of my old school, but I didn't think about it, but now welcomes you, haha..."

When Fang Cun listened, he also smiled: "It can be seen that our Fang family really has a lot of fate with the old school!"

When the gentlemen saw Fang Cun could speak, they all laughed, and Fang Cun looked back slightly.

Behind him, Yun Xiao, He Zhenzhang, Meng Zhixue and others all followed, and they were all invited by the Old Scholastic School, but until now, they can’t believe it is true, and they have received the edict. Nor did they announce the world like Fang Cun. Of course, they were also satisfied in their hearts, and even now they appeared in front of the gentlemen of the old school of scholasticism.

"Hurry up and offer bundle repair?"

Fang Cun smiled and said to the person behind him.

He Zhenzhang and others all held the box and walked up. Even the little fox held a box in his hand.

"Shu Xiu?"

The old gentlemen of the old scholastic school were all surprised and a little surprised.

This is not unusual, Mr. Enlightenment, the old scholastic school is even more extraordinary and vulgar Confucian scholars, what else do you have to pay?

But before a thought, they saw that the few people came in front of them, opened the box, and looked slightly inward. In an instant, the expressions of several old scholars changed. I saw that there was nothing tacky in the box. Gold and silver jewels, spiritual materials and treasures, but a series of incomplete and weird characters, or calligraphy and painting, and even a few scrolls that are so rotten that there is no title page.

They weren't surprised when they saw other things, but when they took a closer look, they all shined.

"Hehe, Mr. Fang Er is interested..."

Several old Confucian scholars smoothly changed the words "Mr. Fang Er you are welcome" to "I have the intention", and ordered them to accept it.

Fang Cun also only smiled in return, without breaking.

He asked He Zhenzhang and others to send the "Shu Xiu" that he carefully selected during this period of time and then bought it at a large price, or it was a talisman made by a certain legendary master talisman, or it was The lone copies of certain scriptures, etc., these things are not very valuable in this world, but it takes a lot of effort and money to find them out.

The old scholastics like these things the most.

Asking He Zhenzhang and others to send things here also has a deep meaning. He was invited by the old school of scholasticism. If he was offered Shuxiu, he would appear to be a generation shorter and a little embarrassing, but he would come all the way. Wouldn't it be a rude to give some?

So just let a few of them offer it, and it's very suitable.

Moreover, the old scholastics will know in their hearts that these rare things are also Fang Cun's mind.

Before everyone knew each other, they were all polite and accepted the repair.

The person who took the box from Meng Zhixue was a middle-aged female scholar. She laughed in a low voice, "Are you back?"

Meng Zhixue's face turned red, and she didn't respond to these words.

The person who took the box from the little fox tilted his head slightly and looked at her. It seemed hesitant, but when he saw the box that the little fox was holding, there was actually a rare scroll, and his heart moved slightly. , And did not say anything.

"Another problem is solved!"

Fang Cun thought to himself.

The little fox is a demon body. Yu Daxia and Yu Chaoge have extremely low status. Therefore, under normal circumstances, if the little fox wants to enter the old school, he will definitely be rejected, even if it is to ask Yunxiao to intercede or threaten himself. , It may not be possible, so he simply let the little fox mix over, anyway, as long as the Confucian scholar of the old scholastic school takes over Shu Xiu from her, this status will become.

From then on, the old school could no longer deny the little fox, at least as an observer disciple.

Smart people have to be so tacit about doing things.

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...

"Hehe, Mr. Fang Er came to the hospital for hard work, please be admitted to the hospital and have a cup of tea?"

The headed Mr. Yu Heng smiled, and without verbosity, he just let himself go and ask Fang Cun to go to the old school.

And during the period of time from Fang Cun Xing to the Dharma Boat, and then entering the Old School of Classical Studies, I don’t know how many people are looking at him now. Whether it is Chaoge inside or outside, but as Chaoge Qi practitioners, they all know how to score inch. Will not deliberately display such rude and rude gaze or divine consciousness, so as not to disturb others and lose courtesy...

But there are exceptions.

Now outside of Chaoge, in a mountain pavilion more than ten miles away from the old school, there is a thin and thin purple robe wearing a purple robe. It is obviously a little fat young man who is cold and quiet. Looked at the old school.

By his side, there was only a fat servant, dressed in a blue robe, waiting quietly on the side.

"Unexpectedly, the Old Chinese Academy dared to invite him over at this time. Is this trying to protect him?"

The young man whispered, appearing extremely dissatisfied: "Now that people all over the world are scolding and accusing Dragon City, are these people stupid? They can't see that "The Secret of No Phase" , It was not from Longcheng at all, it was from the Fang family at all. This Laoshizi secret code is not correct in its intentions. It is intended to destroy the foundation of my Daxia imperial family. This is a capital crime..."

The chubby old waiter lowered slightly, but he dared not answer or persuade him.

The young man cursed for a long time, suddenly raised his head, looked at the gloomy clouds, and said, "Did it rain that day?"

The old maid reacted slightly before he came to understand.

That day, when he accompanied the Seventh Prince to pay condolences to Liuhu, it was also raining.

It was also drizzle, just as it is today.

The only difference is that at that time, they went to Liuhu to express their condolences, but today, they are chanting.

The seventh prince’s voice was gloomy and suddenly said: "I don't like the rain, it's dispelled by me!"

The waiter was surprised, and hurriedly agreed.

Can't help but remember that he also wanted to dispel the cloud energy back then, but the Seventh Prince did not agree.

With emotion in his heart, he flicked his big sleeve and wiped it into the air.

Although he is just a servant, but now between the flicking of his robe sleeves, there is rolling mana, rushing into the sky, vigorous vigor, turning into a violent wind, rolling from the horizon, under normal circumstances, there is no cloud In heaven, it should be gone at this time.

But not this time.

The waiter stared at the sky blankly and remained silent for a long time.

The Seventh Prince was already a little impatient, and shouted: "What the **** are you doing?"

The servant hurriedly bent down and exclaimed: "The Seventh Prince, forgive me, the old slave... the old slave's cultivation is really low!"

"Don't you say he only has the Golden Core Realm?"

The Seventh Prince frowned tightly, his face looked a little cold and pale.

Speaking of the emergency, he even coughed violently, blushing and fainting on his face.

The servant hurriedly supported him: "His Royal Highness, be careful, old slave... old slave think of a way!"

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...

As Fang Cun got closer and closer to the door of the old scholastic school, his heart relaxed slightly.

As long as you enter the Old Scriptures, the scourge that hangs above your head, and you don’t know when it will fall, you can’t temporarily threaten you, and you can stay in the Old Scriptures for a good life, consult the interpretation of the scriptures, and slowly deliberate. How to open the sixth door...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glanced at Yunxiao with satisfaction.

Yun Xiao was putting his hands in front of him at this time, walking forward silently, just a little closer to the old Confucian scholars.

"cough!"

Then, just a few feet away from the entrance of the Old Scholastic Academy, just a few meters away, and about to step into this safe place, suddenly heard that behind Mr. Yu Heng, a slender, unsmiling middle-aged Confucian, said coldly: "This miserable wind and rain makes people feel gloomy. Before the second son of Fang came to the old school, he was coveted by people who were worried about unruly. Only then did he call out the air and cover the air. Now he is in my old school. Son, there is no need to keep this cloud energy..."

"Ok?"

When the old gentlemen heard this, they were all startled and looked at him.

Especially Mr. Yu Heng frowned slightly.

And the slender middle-aged Confucian, without moving his voice, has already transmitted to everyone: "The "Secret of No Phase" was born~lightnovelpub.net~ is indeed extremely important, but this is two, and It's not the square ruler who derives this sutra, but after all, it's just a person who passes the sutra!"

"This class of people, how can it be worth my old scholastic attitude to him?"

"Furthermore, this son has no respect for my old scholastic school, and he thinks he has a high self-esteem. If he really let him enter the old scholastic school, then he would be so powerful, then how can we explain the truth to him and convince him Haha, since he deliberately pretended to make a ghost and embarrassed us, we can't hide it. He should be aware of our methods and be less arrogant!"

"..."

When this middle-aged Confucian scholar spoke to others, Fang Cun's heart moved slightly.

This is the most fear...

If this old school of scholastics let himself lose his anger first, that would be a problem...

Fortunately, Yun Xiao cleared his cough at the right time.

With this clear cough, Fang Cun and the gentlemen of the old scholastic school both showed knowing expressions.