Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

After Gongyang Mu and the other two died.

The projection of the Confucian sage gradually became illusory.

The jade hairpin held in the hand of the Confucian sage slowly emitted a faint glow.

Everyone looked at him in confusion.

The green light dissipated, slowly outlining a shadow.

The shadow was wearing a green robe and still looked like a Confucian scholar. After appearing, he turned around and bowed to the Confucian sage.

Then, he looked at Fang Xuan with complicated eyes.

On Fang Xuan's body, that rich and righteous aura was constantly surging, forming a sharp contrast with the surging white flames on his body.

Gongsun Xiao suddenly laughed and said, "I was wondering why that woman could attract the projection of the Confucian scholar. It turns out that the chess player behind this has always been Mr. Wei."

Wei Dan simply glanced at Gongsun Xiao calmly, and then slowly said to Fang Xuan: "I hope that the rest of the journey will be smooth for you!"

After saying this, he turned around, waved his sleeves, and disappeared.

Wei Dan left, but the Confucian sage did not disappear immediately. His calm eyes were looking at Fang Xuan in thought. After a moment, he grabbed the jade hairpin floating in the air with his right hand, bent down and handed it to Fang Xuan: "Just think of it as a parting gift. It's not a valuable item, so don't worry about accepting it.

In fact, I am the same as you. When I was young, I longed to travel the world, one man and one horse, to take revenge, and my lifelong wish is to be with you."

Fang Xuan was stunned.

How dare I accept this gift?

Just now, he had used all his means, but under the wrath of heaven, he was still destroyed by the Confucian Sage with one palm.

This is just a projection of the opponent. If it is the real general, I don’t know if this world can withstand it.

Seeing Fang Xuan's hesitation, the Confucian Sage said gently: "This thing will be buried no matter who it is. Besides, in these thousands of years, you are the only one who has such a righteous spirit."

Amid the envy and expectations of the crowd, Fang Xuan took the ordinary jade hairpin with both hands, raised his head and looked at Ru Sheng seriously: "No merit, no reward, what can I do for you?"

The Confucian sage just laughed it off, and when he saw Fang Xuan accept his gift, he felt much more relieved.

Then he finally said in a tone that was almost pleading: "If that day ever comes, please be nice to the people of Kyushu."

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow of the Confucian sage slowly dissipated under the sky.

Everyone gathered around Fang Xuan.

Even Gongsun Xiao was curious about the jade hairpin given to Fang Xuan by the Confucian sage.

Fang Xuan was puzzled, "Did the Confucian Sage fall?"

For warriors, there is no concept of becoming an immortal, and no one has ever touched upon what the ultimate level of martial arts is.

But in the entire martial arts, there are indeed some magical powers that can summon gods or ghosts beyond this world to participate in the battle.

Song Mo was like this in the East China Sea, and so was the resurrected Buddha Mother in Haizhou.
Even Wumiao Gongsun Xiao was stunned for a moment by Fang Xuan's inadvertent question, and then smiled and said, "We are not even qualified to think about this kind of question, but you think a lot."

"Now imagine that old guy Sun Qian really got a great bargain."

"Fang Xuan, do you want to become my disciple? I can help you much more than that old man Sun Qian. I can even be your thug." Fang Xuan smiled and bowed to Gongsun Xiao: "Senior Gongsun, you are joking. The Martial Temple shoulders the most difficult task in Jiuzhou. How dare my Dragon Whale Army trouble you?"

At this moment, Fang Xuan suddenly looked up at the sky.

Everyone looked over.

Above the sky, there was a Confucian scholar looking at Fang Xuan from afar.

Their eyes met, and after a moment of silence, they raised their hands together.

The etiquette of a gentleman should be like this!
At this time, several people knew very well that Fang Xuan's gift from the Confucian sage was not just a simple resonance with the righteous energy in his body.

Zhao Chuanxiong patted Fang Xuan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Fang Xuan, when you cultivate the righteousness and combine it with your body, you will become more like a master."

Gongsun Xiao shook his head and explained, "For warriors in this world, refining their martial arts will is actually a way to cultivate a state of mind. This method is quite similar to the Confucian righteousness, but the martial arts will training is not like the Confucian righteousness, which can activate the dormant righteousness."

"Since birth, everyone has a ball of primordial mighty power in their body, more or less, big or small. As their state of mind continues to improve, this ball of mighty power in some people's bodies will be consumed by the mundane world."

"This is also why among the many martial arts schools in Kyushu, only the Buddhist and Confucian schools have such high entry barriers."

"One is about fate, the other is about talent. A natural gentleman can enlighten all living beings."

At this point, Gongsun Xiao paused for a moment, then looked at Fang Xuan with a smile and shook his head, "As for someone like you, a natural killer, you can actually resonate with the righteous spirit. How amazing!"

In the mountains and forests, strong winds were raging.

Two figures were looking at the mountains behind them with serious eyes.

The entire mountain is like a cage, shrouded in the dense forest, as if suppressing something extraordinary here.

As the two men continued to form seals with their hands, the sound of the wind suddenly stopped.

A figure slowly walked out from the dense forest behind the two of them.

The two felt a sudden powerful aura behind them, like a lion with its fur standing on end. They turned around and condensed their energy into a pink light that flew out.

The next moment, the figure appeared completely. He was dressed in a green Confucian robe. He waved his hand gently. The heaven and earth suddenly paused. Then he looked at the two people in front of him with indifferent eyes.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then Puyang Ying's face turned cold, "Mr. Wei, we never said we would meet at this time."

Mr. Qingshan nodded in agreement, "I know, but no matter how well-planned things are, there will always be unexpected events, right?"

Puyang Ying did not say anything, but just looked at Mr. Qingshan calmly.

Mr. Wei did not continue to ask questions, but instead made a hand gesture and injected a ray of green light into Puyang Jun's body.

Puyang Jun rolled his eyes, and a cloud of mist slowly emerged from his head. It transformed into a human face, and then the two people's eyes met.

Puyang Rongxuan spoke first, his face gloomy and filled with anger: "Wei Dan, you pulled my soul into this space, do you know what price I have to pay!"

Mr. Wei looked at the man's face, which was still calm, but there was a hint of unquestionable majesty rising and falling.

I noticed that Wei Dan was a little different today. That feeling of confidence seemed to have disappeared from him.

The anger on that blue face disappeared, and the tone was heavy: "What happened?" (End of this chapter)