Chapter 476: The Miracle of 103 Zhang

When he saw the hot air balloon staggered off the ground, Hu Guang's body trembled violently. Liewen.com Ww W. 』Lie Wen. CC

He took a few quick breaths, and was about to take out the binoculars to have a look, but Wan Wan over there started to cheer.

"Father, it's really flying! Fang woke up and went to the sky!"

Zhu Gaochi glanced at Hu Guang, then said with a smile: "Wanwan, don't jump, be careful not to fall."

The bellows agitated the charcoal fire and burned it violently, and the hot air balloon slowly began to rise steadily.

"The rope is more than a hundred feet, would you like to measure it?"

After Ma Su was shocked, he immediately asked Liu Ming.

Liu Ming turned his gaze to Ma Su dully, shook his head, and said in a low voice, "It will fall, Fang Xing will definitely fall to his death..."

Everyone raised their necks and stared blankly at the gradually rising hot air balloon.

And Zhu Di in the palace also stood on a high place, making people look at the Jubao Gate with a telescope.

"His Majesty……"

The eunuch rushed over almost rolling and crawling, and reported with a pale face: "Your Majesty, the cloth bag that Xing Hebo is sitting on has already flown!"

Zhu Di's body trembled, and then he took the binoculars and stared fixedly there.

The teachers and students of Zhixing Academy were shocked and proud, and the confusion during this period disappeared.

This is what we need to learn!

Does Confucianism have these?

No!

Tian Xiucai covered her eyebrows with her hand, looking at the hot air balloon, she felt that the first half of her life had been wasted.

Miracle!

"Mr. Xie, it really... flew up!"

Although Zhu Zhanji believed in Fang Xing, when he saw that the hot air balloon really took off, he was hit by a great sense of happiness.

Ever since Fang Xing taught other Fangxue,

The pressure from all sides made him want to give up several times and return to the embrace of Confucianism.

And he never told Fang Xing about these pressures!

With the launch of the hot air balloon, Zhu Zhanji believes that the pressure will gradually dissipate!

You say that Confucianism is orthodox, but can Confucianism have such means?

Don't talk to me about crazy tricks!

This hot air balloon can be used for battles, the first to spot the enemy!

And this is just a knowledge point in Fangxue-the change of air temperature leads to the change of density!

Zhu Zhanji looked at the hot air balloon rising higher and higher in the sky with fiery eyes, feeling agitated.

"God, this is God!"

"Is Xing He Bo the god who came down to earth to assist His Majesty?"

More than a dozen old men were so shocked by this scene that they immediately knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.

Seeing this scene, Xie Jin couldn't help shaking his head and said, "Look, these are the people at the bottom. If someone is deceived by such means, do you think they dare to rebel?"

"That's why Brother Dehua said to open up the wisdom of the people and let..."

Zhu Zhanji looked frantically at the hot air balloon that had risen to a height of 100 meters, feeling his heart beating faster, as if he would pop out in the next moment.

"Laughing loudly, let you and me stand shoulder to shoulder, where can't there be endless joy... I am standing in the middle of the stage, I believe that I am me, I believe in tomorrow..."

Fang Xing stepped on the pedal, roaring loudly in this place where he didn't need to worry. While no one was watching, he ignited the spray gun with a look of irritation on his face, and then sprayed the flame into the cloth bag.

The speed of the hot air balloon rose sharply, and it began to shake a little. Fang Xing hastily turned off the spray gun, without even stepping on the pedal, and lay down on the edge of the bamboo basket, greedily looking at the scenery outside.

"It's so beautiful!"

Standing inside the bamboo basket, the entire Jinling City fell into view.

Fang Xing looked at the shrunken buildings and people below, and couldn't help waving his hands down and shouted: "I f*ck did it! I'm in the sky...the sun is by my side!"

"It's really heaven..."

Zhu Di raised his binoculars, looked at the spherical object in the sky over the Jubao Gate, and couldn't help murmuring.

The old lady listened to this, and wanted to find a telescope, but looking around, the few people who could have a telescope were watching mesmerized, and no one paid any attention to him.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty Taisun said that this object can only fly by heating the air."

"I know!"

The cool Zhu Di who was watching was interrupted by someone, so he put down the binoculars and his eyes were sharp.

If there is this thing in the grassland battle, then unless the enemy flees far away, it is difficult to escape the pursuit.

"Boom!"

As the height increased, the rope tied to the boulder was finally finished.

There was a muffled sound from the taut rope, and the boulder shook a few times, fixing the hot air balloon.

Seventh Xin shouted loudly: "The height is one hundred and thirty feet!"

"Plop!"

Liu Ming slumped on the ground, looking weakly at the hot air balloon that became smaller in the sky.

"It's really that high?"

Zhu Gaochi was also excited, and he didn't even feel pain when he slapped the city wall with his fat hands.

"Father, Wanwan wants to go to heaven! Father..."

Wanwan blushed with excitement, she tugged at Zhu Gaochi's long sleeves, and wanted to take the hot air balloon.

Yang Rong put down the binoculars. He suppressed the shock in his heart. When he looked back, he saw that Hu Guang's face was ashen, and he had thrown the binoculars aside.

"Lord Hu, this is a sharp weapon for military strategists. Your Majesty has said that anyone who loses it will be convicted as a foreigner. You have to be careful!"

Yang Rong picked up the binoculars and said with a pun.

Hu Guang's eyes were cold, he glanced at Yang Rong, and said lightly: "If the way is different, then we will not conspire with each other. Master Yang must think about it!"

After he finished speaking, he walked away, his steps were a little staggering, and he even forgot to say hello to Zhu Gaochi, which showed his gaffe.

Holding the binoculars, Yang Rong stared blankly at Hu Guang's back, feeling a little sad in his heart.

Hu Guang will not suppress Fang Xing and Fang Xue because of jealousy, this is just a dispute of morality.

Yang Rong looked around slowly, seeing those dignitaries and civil servants who had forgotten the so-called orthodoxy cheering for this miracle.

But he knew that after the enthusiasm subsided, a question would emerge in everyone's mind.

——Fang Xue and Confucianism, has this orthodox dispute started?

Orthodoxy is interest and belief!

Once the benefits are lost, thousands of Confucian scholars will fight back wildly!

Once the faith collapses, thousands of people will enter another door!

Who will give in?

Thinking of Fang Xing's temper, Yang Rong suddenly shuddered.

Extraordinary tricks!

Seductive!

Yang Rong thought of these two words!

If Confucianism could use miscellaneous learning to attack Fang Xue before seeing such miracles, then after today, you will be embarrassed to go out if you want to talk about miscellaneous learning.

There are at least a few thousand people who came to see the excitement today. After they spread this miracle, who would dare to say that Fang Xue is miscellaneous!

"I'm going home!"

Li Maofang finally couldn't take it anymore, he wished he could set up a bed crossbow with a long range on the top of the city and shoot down the hot air balloon that disgusted him.

But at a height of one hundred feet, the bed crossbow is powerless!

Ji Gang waved his hand without looking back, his eyes narrowed into slits, thinking that some ideas should be tried.

"go home!"

Mrs. Wu Anbo's face was very white without makeup, she gritted her teeth and held the hand of a maid beside her, and pinched her well-maintained long nails fiercely.

The servant girl didn't dare to cry, she didn't dare to cry, her body was trembling, as if she was being led down the tower by Mrs. Wu Anbo.

Going downstairs, through the city gate, Mrs. Wu Anbo saw Fang Xing talking righteously.

"Bitch!"

"ah!"

The servant girl finally couldn't bear the piercing pain, and moaned out loud.

"Snapped!"

Waving his bloody right hand, that well-maintained pretty face was full of resentment.

The maid fell to the ground, and the voices from outside the city gate also faintly came in...

"This is a physical phenomenon! It's not a fairy..."