Seeing Wei Lingfeng's actions like this, Fan Shengzhou and others were first surprised, and then showed a hint of clarity.
They knew that Wei Lingfeng must be embarrassed in front of his wife.
Otherwise, with such a humble character, how could he salute the Emperor in such a humble manner?
anyway.
The emperor is a literary sage, and Wei Lingfeng is a quasi-sage at best.
He has cultivated for five to six thousand years, and he is still less than one-third of the Difu. He really is not qualified to be proud of the Difu.
What if he defeated Fan Shengzhou?
I'm afraid that in the eyes of Difu, his self-satisfaction just now is completely as unsightly as a clown.
Wei Lingfeng's next words also verified everyone's ideas.
"The old man just thought that after defeating Fan Shengzhou, he would be able to really straighten his waist and look down on the whole continent."
"But I never expected that Wen Sheng, sir, looked at me from the side."
"The old man only knows now that even if I stand in the highest position, you are still looking down on me!"
There is only one word difference between quasi-wensheng and wensheng, but there is a huge difference.
Looking at the hundreds of millions of years of history in the Canglong Continent, there are hundreds of quasi-sages.
Wen Sheng is rare.
Let alone Lin Xuan, who became a sage at a young age, it was the first one in history.
At this moment, Wei Lingfeng only had infinite worship and admiration for Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan said indifferently: "People are worthy of knowing. Since you know your position, you should work harder."
"Rather than being complacent with a small achievement, you can't be a world!"
"Yes, sir is really insightful, and the point is right!" Wei Lingfeng bowed again.
If others say this to him, he will surely retort and even take action.
But the emperor is a dignified literary sage, he can't be overstated anyway.
What's more, the words of the Difu are reasonable, it is a kind of great wisdom spoken by a person who has been in a high position for a long time.
He Wei Lingfeng can hear the most reasonable sayings of the Emperor, he is considered lucky!
After that, Wei Lingfeng saluted Lin Xuan again, then turned and left.
When Fan Shengzhou saw him walking easily, they seemed to untie a huge knot of heart.
Think about it too.
Although Di Fu criticized Wei Lingfeng, he also vaguely said that he still has room for improvement.
How could Wei Lingfeng be unhappy to receive such an evaluation from the current saint?
As for Fan Shengzhou, although he lost, he was able to get the guidance of the Difu, and it was also a glorious defeat.
So he didn't care about today's affairs at all, but enthusiastically invited Lin Xuan in to give lectures.
After that, everyone couldn't wait to follow Lin Xuan into the school.
They are extremely sure that being able to get the teachings of the current literary sages will definitely have inestimable benefits for future practice.
In a blink of an eye, two hours passed.
Seeing the setting sun slanted westward.
Lin Xuan was sent off by more than 50,000 people in the Three Kingdoms Academy, and took his daughters to ride on the Yu Nian, preparing to return to Bei Xuantian.
...
The Kirin Mountains in the Eastern Wilderness.
"Shen Wenshan, you can't escape on the first day of the first year but not on the fifteenth day, so let's catch it with your hands!"
"Quickly give us the Ziyun Dragon Emperor Ginseng King, otherwise not only will you kill you, but also your Xuanyun Pavilion!"
"Hmph, do you think you can escape?"
A series of angry and arrogant voices sounded, shaking the clouds.
And this time.
In the luxuriant grass, two embarrassed figures are fleeing quickly.
One of them is Wen Yuansong, the valley master of Medicine God Valley.
The middle-aged man with him was Shen Wenshan, the supreme master of the Eastern Desolation Xuanyun Pavilion.
Wen Yuansong and Shen Wenshan are best friends.
Recently, Shen Wenshan's daughter, who was less than one year old, suddenly became ill, so he asked Dan Wang Wen Yuansong to diagnose it.
Based on what he saw and heard, Wen Yuansong concluded that the strange disease of Shen Wenshan's daughter could only be cured by a kind of spirit grass called Ziyun Longhuangshen.
After many inquiries, Shen Wenshan learned that there is a secret realm in the Qilin Mountain Range, where Ziyun Dragon Emperor Ginseng may appear.
Today, I invited Wen Yuansong to enter the secret realm with him, looking for this spiritual grass.
Fortunately, they not only found Ziyun Dragon Emperor Ginseng soon, but also the king of Ziyun Dragon Emperor Ginseng.
The Ziyun Dragon Emperor Ginseng King with the holy quality!
According to legend, this ginseng king is a rare encounter in thousands of years, but it is an extremely rare spiritual grass.
Every time it matures, golden roots grow, and the whole body is filled with fairy aura.
Not only has the effect of replenishing qi and reviving soul.
It can also instantly penetrate the three hundred and sixty acupoints of the human body.
Upgrade the meridians, and instantly improve your physique to a powerful state.
Even a mortal, after eating this ginseng king, can get rid of his body and change his fetus, possessing good cultivation qualifications.
And if it is a cultivator who already has strength, after eating it, it will be even more powerful, and its strength will skyrocket.
Therefore, these spirit grasses are the best treasures for any sect in the Eastern Wilderness.
It was precisely because Wen Yuansong and Shen Wenshan got it that they caused other sects to chase and kill them madly.
After all, in the world of cultivating immortals, human life is sometimes far from being compared with a holy spirit grass.
The terrible thing is that the sect that hunted them down was very powerful.
Sanqingzong, Tianyangzong, Jiudingmen, and Juling Palace are all the top twenty major sects in the Eastern Wilderness.
"Yuan Song, I didn't expect to drag you down!"
Shen Wenshan's face was full of self-reproach: "My queen, you take the king to go back and save my daughter!"
"These **** are pressing harder and harder. If they are late, they will be killed. Don't talk nonsense and run away!" Wen Yuansong shook his head and said.
Swipe
As soon as the two of them finished speaking, hundreds of gusts of wind blew from the bushes beside them, and figures flashed.
Jiangyuanfan rushed out with a master of four or five hundred spirit rounds, and said arrogantly: "Shen Wenshan, where do you want to escape!"
"Hahaha, Xuanyun Pavilion can be regarded as a big sect in the Eastern Wilderness. I didn't expect you, the Sect Master, to be so useless!"
The disciples of the Giant Spirit Palace behind Jiangyuanfan all showed mocking triumphant expressions.
Shen Wenshan was so angry that he gritted his teeth and his eyes were cracked: "Jiangwon Fan, I want you to die!"
Just as he drew out the flying sword and was about to fight to death, Wen Yuansong pulled him abruptly.
Wen Yuansong took out a colorful pill from his arms and threw it out abruptly.
Bang!
The pill exploded and turned into a huge mist.
"Wenshan, let's go!"
Wen Yuansong quickly pulled Shen Wenshan forward and ran forward.
At this time, he knew that he was desperately fighting with the opponent, completely hitting the stone with the pebbles.
You must know that Jiangyuanfan's strength is the same as Shen Wenshan.
When Shen Wenshan broke through the siege just now, he had been scarred all over his body, and he was not Jiangyuanfan's opponent at all.
Fortunately, he discovered in time that there was still a psychedelic pill in his ring.
After throwing it out, a cloud of mist can be exploded, enough to block Gangwon Fan and the others for a while.
The two ran all the way like this, until a huge sky appeared in front of them.
"This..." Wen Yuansong looked at the endless cliff, speechless for a while.
Shen Wenshan gave a wry smile: "It seems that today is really going to kill me!"
The strength of the two bodies is almost exhausted. If you jump off the cliff at this moment, you will undoubtedly die!
Seeing the voices of Jiangyuanfan and others below the mountain were getting closer, Shen Wenshan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Shen Wenshan will die if I die Pity my young daughter, she is less than one year old!"
"Sanqingzong, Tianyangzong, Jiudingmen, and Juling Palace, you are in desperation in order to **** the king of ginseng."
"If I die, I won't let you go as a ghost!"
Wen Yuansong also shook his head and sighed aside.
He had met Shen Wenshan's daughter.
The little girl is white and tender, and the meat is very cute. She is wrapped in a swaddle, which makes people like it at first glance.
pity...
"God, are Wenshan and I really going to die here today?"
Wen Yuansong raised his head and looked at the sky.
Suddenly, he passed through the misty clouds.
I vaguely saw a luxurious and wealthy jade nymph, moving forward majestically under the pull of four huge blue-winged birds.