"Mr. Sun, why should you be angry at these people who deceive the world and steal their reputation?"

At this moment, a slightly childish voice sounded.

Although his voice was childish, it conveyed a certain pretense of maturity.

"Who is this?"

"This son..."

When the ministers and sages in the hall saw a man getting up and coming to the main hall, they all started talking.

Some people also recognized his identity.

This person is actually a child of only seven or eight years old.

He is dressed in brocade and splendid clothes, and is carved from pink and jade.

The rosy cheeks are especially plump and round like those of a child.

But on such a childish face, there is a kind of maturity, dignity and stability that ordinary adults don't have.

"The Fang family in Hengzhou, Fangyuan, has met Mr. Sun."

When the child saw Mr. Sun's eyes, he bowed and reported out of the house.

His voice is childish, but his words are clear, falling into people's ears like pearls and jade rolling disks, making people listen to his words unconsciously.

Not many people noticed such a strange phenomenon, but the fact that he announced his home caused an uproar in the palace.

"This son is actually the son of the Fang family in Hengzhou?"

"That eight-year-old prodigy Fangyuan?!"

"I heard that this boy was a scholar at the age of five and a scholar at the age of seven. He will take the scientific examination this year. As expected, he will be the number one scholar!"

"The eight-year-old champion!"

"Oh my God! When Ya Sheng Gong became a blockbuster and wrote an immortal chapter, he was only eight years old. This boy's talent is almost as good as that of Ya Sheng Gong!"

"What Yashenggong? Don't you know that this kid Chen Pi is a villain who deceives the world and steals his reputation? That Fang Yuan is a genuine child prodigy who has not been seen in thousands of years. How can this be compared?"

"This Fangyuan, I don't know, is not only successful in literature, he has been practicing Taoism since he was a child. Now he is only eight years old, but he is already in the realm of ghosts and immortals!"

"What? Eight-year-old ghost fairy!?"

"How can it be?!"

"It's absolutely true! I took a look just now. This child's aura is as deep as the sea, and there is a bit of pure Yang in the Yin God. It has obviously broken through the barrier of life and death."

"hiss!"

"Eight-year-old ghost fairy?! Even if he is a peerless genius and has the guidance of an expert, it is impossible for him to enter such a state!"

"Who says it's not the case? Throughout history, there are not a few people who became ghosts and immortals at the age of eight and were later dismembered, but these were all reincarnations of ghosts and immortals."

"But the reincarnation of ghosts and immortals must not be publicized. I heard that this man acted in a very public way. Looking at his life, it is not like the reincarnation of ghosts and immortals. He should be a natural spiritual wizard, a ghost and immortal who made breakthroughs on his own."

“Incredible!”

While everyone was talking about it, Hong Pi couldn't help but glance at Fangyuan.

This guy really has amazing qualifications.

Regardless of luck, just in terms of qualifications and understanding, this square circle is probably not inferior to anyone he has ever seen.

Including Hong Yi.

"Are you Fangyuan?"

The speaker was Mr. Sun.

Apparently he had also heard of Fangyuan's reputation.

His eyes swept over him, looking up and down, and he showed a bit of satisfaction on his face: "Well, yes, it is indeed a gift from heaven. At the age of eight, he has achieved such an achievement. It's amazing, it's amazing."

Then he shook his head again: "The world is ignorant and does not know the true appearance of a saint. Instead, it holds up the shameless person who deceives the world and steals his reputation. It is sad and pathetic."

"Sir, please calm down. Seniors and wise men, please sit down for now."

"Today is your Majesty's grand banquet. The Qianyuan Hall is an important place of the country. It should be solemn and clean. We must not allow shameless villains like this to tarnish this important place."

That Fang Yuan voice was clear and clear, like beads falling on a jade plate, and extremely hard.

It makes people feel upright.

Full of unquestionable majesty and awe.

The ministers and sages who made the whole palace uproar were all silent.

Many people feel that this voice seems to have some kind of magical power. It can make people unconsciously bound by rules and restraints, and it can penetrate deeply into people's hearts and affect their souls.

"Amazing!"

"Every word is like pearls and jade, and the words are rules, etiquette, binding the soul!"

"But this son is too presumptuous. Where is this Qianyuan Hall? It is full of virtuous ministers, and His Majesty is beside you. The dragon is crouching and the tiger is crouching. How dare he be so showy?"

While this sound was shocking, many people became dissatisfied from their previous exclamation and praise.

Hong Pi smiled.

In his eyes, when the eight-year-old child prodigy Fangyuan was speaking just now, the sounds he made from his mouth turned into words that formed into real shapes and became solid.

The words are radiant, like flames rising and jumping.

Then they suddenly dispersed and penetrated into the souls of many people in the temple.

In his opinion, this method is considered very clever.

Each word is the condensation of each thought.

Ordinarily, the thoughts of people who practice Taoism are filled with deep Yin Qi.

Just the yin energy of thoughts overflowing can hurt someone.

If you get even a trace of it, you will become seriously ill.

The filthy ghosts in folklore are just like this.

Only when you have survived the thunder tribulation and thought of pure yang, will you be able to bring the warmth of pure yang.

Such thoughts can not only hurt people, but also protect them.

But the thoughts in the square circle in front of me are neither pure yin nor pure yang.

It is a formless, elusive nothingness.

He's awesome, but this guy is too arrogant.

Where is this Qianyuan Hall?

It can be said that less than half of the most powerful people in Daqian are gathered here.

Although the ghosts and immortals are already the best in the world on the surface.

But in this palace, at least half of the people are not affected by his ghostly and immortal arts.

There is also a small group of people who, like Hong Pi, have already seen through Fangyuan's actions and are watching with cold eyes.

But Fangyuan didn't realize it at all, or in other words, he knew it well at all. He was just arrogant and self-reliant on his talents, so he didn't take this kind of thing seriously, and he wasn't afraid of offending others.

I saw that he was still speaking: "Your Majesty and all the senior sages have high virtuous positions. If they don't want to lower their status and make trouble for such shameless villains, you might as well let me do it for you and drive these villains out of here!"

"

"Um……"

Mr. Sun stroked his beard and made a sign of deep thought.

It seems to be moving.

Hong Pi saw the pretense of these people and couldn't help but smile softly, turned sideways and said to Fangyuan: "Fangyuan?"

"The villain you are talking about is me?"

There was a hint of sneer on the small face of Fangyuan that should not be expected at his age: "You are self-aware."

Hong Pi didn't take it seriously and nodded: "In that case, how are you going to drive me out of here?"

"Although I am young, I have heard a lot about the so-called Confucianism. Martial arts and Taoism are all extraordinary. Although you claim to be a Confucian scholar, in my opinion, it is just a whitewash."

"You are a villain. Although you deceive the world and steal your reputation, you still have some talent and learning."

"However, many of them are absurd and unreasonable, misleading the world, and leaving endless poison. As Mr. Sun said, the world will not tolerate you, and will punish you if you want to get it."
Chapter completed!