However, even though he said so, Mo Fansheng was also shocked to the extreme.

He glanced at Zhong Tianhao indifferently, but at this glance, above Zhong Tianhao's body, faintly, he saw a vast aura that ordinary people should not have.

The breath was filled with a strong sense, making Mo Fansheng roar. For a moment, countless refuting thoughts immediately emerged from his mind!

"I am Fang Ru. I have been comprehending Confucianism for many years. I am not only a Confucian scholar, but also a Confucian scholar.

As a cultivator, the Taoist cultivation may not be superior, nor may he be qualified to regard Confucian cultivation as an ant. Not to mention you, a small monk who is a elixir, even if it is a Nascent Soul? So what if it is a god-turning? It doesn’t matter!"

Zhong Tianhao's eyes were shining with a sharp look, and his long black hair was windless, and his sleeves were also clamoring.

Almost all of the people in the imperial bachelor's residence were stunned. They felt their scalp numb in an instant. In fact, no one expected that Zhong Tianhao would hide so deeply.

The practice of inheriting Confucianism to this level is extremely subversive, and it can be said to be beyond the perception of many people. At present, Zhong Tianhao gives them the feeling that is not inferior to those cultivators with profound cultivation.

It is true that Zhong Tianhao did not show any power of Taoist cultivation. Even though he felt very fragile, the strong and righteous spirit that emanated from him was actually comparable to an ultimate magical power, which made people feel awe in the invisible center.

"how so?"

"Fang Ru... He is just a mortal, just a mere mortal!"
Chapter completed!