Fang Yi's words were all his deepest thoughts, and the great scholars present could not help but be moved by them. Especially when he mentioned the previous statements made by great scholars Zhao Zhe and Wang Jingzhe, they all moved their hearts. A shudder.
The current battle between Zhao Zhe Daru and Wang Jingzhe in the southeastern sea has completely fulfilled what they said before, that they are risking their lives.
They kept their word.
But when they heard Fang Yi say that Confucianism and Taoism were rotten to the core, some great Confucians couldn't help but frown.
"Little friend Fang Yi, if you have anything to say, just say it." At this moment, Zhao Wuji spoke, and he said loudly towards Fang Yi: "As long as you can say it, I, Zhao Wuji, will Wuji can do it!!”
Zhao Zhe also looked at Fang Yi, wondering what Fang Yi was going to say.
"Fang Yi has seen Wuji Confucianism. Wuji Confucianism stands high on the mountain. Fang Yi has been yearning for it for a long time." Fang Yi complimented, and then said sincerely: "I just heard Master say that Wuji Confucianism has been speaking for Fang Yi. Fang Yi bursts into tears with gratitude and dare not forget each other."
"Speaking of which, Fang Yi would like to say a few more words."
"The reason why I say Confucianism and Taoism are rotten to the core is because too many students are greedy for life and afraid of death, and even dare not enter the Demonic Realm." Fang Yi explained: "They can't achieve anything, and the great Confucianism will come to an end. ”
Fang Yi did not care about the eyes of other great scholars at all, and continued: "When they first participated in the Peak Tournament, I thought that they would all participate in the battle of the Demon Realm, but I didn't expect that in the end, it was the great scholars from Dali Academy. With scheming and strategizing, they entered the Book Mountain and gained huge rewards. The top twenty listened to the great scholar of Song Dynasty, and everyone got a life-saving thing. The top ten chose the great scholar's treasure and listened to the great scholar himself. Sir’s teachings.”
"In the end, they used the excuse of breaking through to the fifth-grade Hanlin to be unable to participate in the battle of the Demon Realm. Fang Yi cannot accept this."
Fang Yi spoke loudly at this time, standing upright like a ten thousand year old pine.
"Fang Yi would like to ask all the great scholars to recover the life-saving items and great scholar's treasures obtained by those students who gave up the battle in the Demon Realm."
Speaking of this, Fang Yi let out a "poof" and said loudly: "Fang Yi is ashamed to be in the same company with them!"
"Fang Yi is ashamed to be as famous as them!!"
"Fang Yi is ashamed to participate in this peak competition!"
"Fang Yi has obtained two treasures of the eighth-grade Confucian scholar, and Fang Yi feels that he is not worthy of it." Fang Yi said "shame on" three times in a row, and then continued: "But they..."
Fang Yi paused for a moment. He glanced at all the great scholars present one by one and said lightly: "They are not worthy!"
"Okay!!" Zhao Wuji laughed wildly: "This is the arrogance of the greatest genius in Confucianism and Taoism! Little friend Fang Yi, I appreciate you even more!"
After that, Zhao Wuji directly promised: "I agree to your request. As you said, those students are completely unworthy of possessing the treasures of great Confucians, and they are not even worthy of possessing life-saving treasures. Although they cannot be forced to participate in the battle of the Demon Realm. , but I can make the decision and get back everything they have now!"
As soon as Zhao Wuji said these words, the faces of the great scholars present immediately changed.
Especially Jiang Chongxu's face became even more ugly.
The fish intestine dagger is a treasure that he must obtain, and there is no way he can return it.
Among the other three great Confucians in the Dali Academy, Xu Shoucheng chose to remain silent, and Wang Shizhong did not speak either. His disciple Xiao Ming had obtained the Great Confucian's treasure, but was not among those who were recovering it, so naturally he would not be worried.
However, Qian Xuanfeng and Li Jiangchuan frowned, and Li Jiangchuan said: "Wu Da Ru, I'm afraid this matter needs to be discussed in the long run. The ones who have obtained the treasure of Da Ru this time are Tuo Bahao, Yun Wujun, Yun Wusheng, and Yun Wukong. Three brothers, the people standing behind these are all princes. Since they were sent out, there is no reason to come back. Not to mention other things, we also have to bear a lot of pressure from the anger of these princes."
"Li Jiangchuan, are you afraid??" Zhao Wuji laughed loudly and said, "What are you afraid of? I didn't tell you to go and get it back. I will take action myself."
"Prince??" Zhao Wuji sneered disdainfully: "Prince is the worm of Dali's court. Although he is a noble, he has been sucking Dali's blood. If this continues, he will die sooner or later!"
"Don't worry, everyone, my injury will never recover." Zhao Wuji said again without hesitation: "At most, within a year, or even half a year, I will die, and I will die. I believe that all the princes will not make it difficult for me. "
As soon as Zhao Wuji said these words, all the scholars present felt sad. Of course, most of them were a little happy.
Zao Wou-Ki has always been called a "madman". He never cares about anyone's feelings and acts with a clear conscience. He is a Confucian and reckless man.
Just like today, who else but him would dare to slap the table in front of Song Daru, making such a challenge, not even giving Song Daru the face just now, and wanting to compete with Song Daru.
Everyone is afraid of Zhao Wuji.
When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain why. The old saying is really good. Isn't this what Zhao Wuji is talking about.
If Zao Wuji died, no one would dare to challenge the rules. Everyone is not afraid of known changes, but they are afraid of "madmen".
But everyone immediately understood what Zhao Wuji meant. Zhao Wuji said that he was about to die, which was actually a threat. Who is not afraid of a "madman" who is about to die? If he was really driven to panic, Zhao Wuji would really turn his back on him. No one can recognize anyone.
It seemed that they could no longer keep this great Confucian treasure.
Li Jiangchuan secretly thought that he was "unlucky". His grandson Li Tianmu, who was also among the top ten, also received the Great Confucian Treasure and faced the embarrassing situation of being wanted back by Zhao Wuji.
Jiang Chongxu stopped talking at this time. It would be of little use to break up with Zhao Wuji now. If he really took action, he would not be able to defeat Zhao Wuji.
It is better to wait until the Daru Council meeting, and then talk to Xu Shoucheng and Song Daru. There may be room for mediation.
"Thank you Wujiru." Fang Yi bowed and saluted this time and said: "Fang Yi has recorded Wujiru's kindness. If Fang Yi is lucky enough to come out of the Demon Realm alive, he can have a drink with Wujiru again!"
Zhao Wuji nodded: "From what I see in your face, you should have the appearance of a saint. Since you want to become a saint, you will inevitably encounter some setbacks, challenges, and difficulties. But if you can overcome these, you will make great progress and make further progress. It will not be a problem for our future achievements to surpass ours.”
Fang Yi thanked him again.
After saying that, Fang Yi turned and left, but when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned around, faced the surprised eyes of many great scholars, and spoke again.
"Fang Yi just suddenly thought of a sentence, which he wanted to give to those students who are shrinking from the battle."
As soon as these words came out, everyone frowned.
This Fang Yi is so weird and magical that many great Confucian scholars are afraid that if Fang Yi comes out with a shocking famous sentence, those students will be branded on the pillar of shame for the rest of their lives.
At the beginning, Fang Yi presented Luo Qingyi with two poems and one "Farewell Ma Yi Ming", both of which were stunning works.
Enough to make the names of Luo Qingyi and Ma Yiming spread throughout the ages.
But this time, the words Fang Yi wanted to send to those students who were shrinking from the battle were definitely not good words.
Fang Yi hesitated for a moment and then said: "Rotten wood cannot be carved, and a wall of dung cannot be demolished. How can I punish Yu Yu?"
After saying that, Fang Yi laughed loudly, turned and left without looking at the shocked and angry expressions of those great scholars.
In an instant, the energy in the main hall shook, and Fang Yi's voice lingered in the air and could not be cut off.
"Hahahaha, hahahaha, I'm laughing so hard!!!" Zhao Wuji laughed wildly. Fang Yi's words said that those students who retreated in the face of battle were worthless. Rotten wood cannot be carved, and a wall of dung soil cannot be destroyed. This is simply It's murderous and heartbreaking.
When the great scholar Zhao Zhe heard this, he couldn't help but smile.
Xia Yu looked at Fang Yi's leaving figure thoughtfully.
Xiao Wuya was secretly shocked: "Fang Yi's words will surely be passed down through the ages. When future generations mention this rotten wood joke, they will definitely remember the names of these students who retreated from the battle. By then, it will become a A millennium laughing stock!!”
Xu Shoucheng's expression remained unchanged, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Jiang Chongxu and Li Jiangchuan's expressions were the ugliest. Their two grandsons were among the students who retreated from the battle. Now, they will be passed down through the ages.
"Fang Yi is so arrogant and domineering. He is really hateful!!" Jiang Chongxu was extremely angry and gave Fang Yi's leaving back a fierce look.
"Song Dynasty Scholar, I ask you to keep your mouth shut. If such jokes are spread, it will damage our reputation as a Confucian scholar." Li Jiangchuan also spoke.
Among the scholars present, no one could restrain Zhao Wuji, only Song Daru could. In order to preserve the reputation of other students, he could only ask Song Daru to keep silent so that no one could discuss the matter.
"Rotten wood cannot be carved. Adobe cannot withstand the erosion of wind and rain! What else can I blame for people like them?" Song Daru carefully considered what Fang Yi had just said, and couldn't help but sigh: "Fang "Yi is a man of talent and reputation, and as soon as he speaks, he will become the master of heaven and earth. This sentence reminds me of the Master."
Everyone fell silent.
After a long time, Song Daru finally said: "I promise to keep silent. What happened here must not be spread to outsiders!"
Having said that, many great scholars felt that a mysterious power was imprisoning them. When they wanted to say what Fang Yi just said, they felt that no matter how much they wanted to say, they could not say it out.
This is the power of "keep your mouth shut".
"Rotten wood cannot be carved, nor can a wall of dung be demolished; why should I be punished?" Confucian Zhao Wuji burst into laughter and repeated what Yi said just now.
What he said was not satisfactory, so Zhao Wuji repeated it again: "Rotten wood cannot be carved, and a wall of dung cannot be demolished. How can I punish you?"
Li Jiangchuan looked at Zhao Wuji in shock and anger. He didn't know why Zhao Wuji could resist the power of "keep silent". This was simply unreasonable.
"You don't need to look at me. You can touch the threshold of the eighth grade." Zhao Wuji said, no longer staying long, and turned to leave: "I am going to ask for the treasure of the great scholar, Jiang Chongxu, Li Jiangchuan, I advise you to cooperate A little, otherwise I wouldn’t mind taking action on you two first.”
"Don't think that you are Li Sheng, a member of the Jiang Sheng family, and you have saint heritage. So what, I respect Li Sheng and Jiang Sheng, not their descendants."
"If you are brave, you can give it a try!"
Zhao Wuji left, and all the great scholars were left here looking at each other.
