The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

It was still raining outside the cave.

Niu Shan stared at Niu Shan and asked: "You, you want to go out? No!"

Violent sounds suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain, continuous, waves crashing on the shore, violent storms, burning camps, falling frost and snow, the sound of pianos, the sound of chess pieces falling... and the loudest one was the demonic roars, blood and blood. The force formed a violent strong wind, blowing inward from the entrance of the cave.

With so many barbarian generals joining forces, Fang Yun knew that those people would not be able to hold on for long. They would use the Blue Blood Pill Heart in half a quarter of an hour at most, and they would fight tooth and nail in a quarter of an hour at most. By then, although they could kill many barbarians, all those Juren would definitely be killed. .

"Go!" Fang Yun squeezed out one word from his mouth.

"Your Majesty! You are appointed by the Moon God, you can't go!"

Fang Yun looked at Niushan firmly.

"Your Majesty!" Niu Shan knelt down with a plop, and the surrounding Niu Barbarians also knelt down.

"Angry!" A changed voice came from Fang Yun's mouth.

All the cattle barbarians looked at Fang Yun. They couldn't understand at all. What kind of power could make a dying man desperately save his friends?

Emotions they had never experienced before appeared in their hearts, like reverence, feeling moved, and a little bit sad and regretful.

Niu Shan sighed softly and said: "Perhaps, this is the reason why you can become the Moon Emperor. Someone, please send His Majesty to the entrance of the cave!"

The Niu Man carried Fang Yun and the thick blanket to the entrance of the cave, so that Fang Yun could see the battle below.

The battle below has heated up.

A chessboard was flying in the sky, releasing a large amount of fog to cover some of the demon soldiers and generals. A chessboard player kept throwing white and black pieces into it.

White stones lead to sleepiness, and black stones lead to killing.

People who play chess are still writing poems about chess to help them play chess.

One person sat at the end, his hands flying like butterflies on the piano. It was the war song "Guangling San", also known as "Nie Zheng's Assassination of the King of Han". The music was upright and murderous, and one after another figures flying with daggers could be seen. There were ten figures of Nie Zheng scurrying towards the group of demons at extremely fast speeds that were dizzying.

At the front of the Ju people, there are four Ju people holding Jinshi Wenbao, forming a four-layered powerful defense to block the demon clan's attacks. At the same time, together with the four Ju people behind them, they continue to write protective war poems, forming phantoms of mountains to block the demon clan's attacks. offensive.

Among the demon group in front, there are more than a dozen translucent demon generals, all summoned by war paintings. They don't know what death is, and they smashed the demon barbarian formation into pieces.

The rest of the army either talked on paper, or spoke in detail, or used tornadoes, or waves, or caused small-scale earthquakes, forming extremely meticulous cooperation. For a time, the monsters and barbarians suffered heavy casualties. Many monsters and barbarians could only protect themselves frequently, and they were unable to rush into the numerous monsters. In front of others.

Except for a few demon clans who are good at using magic, most demon clans are better at killing enemies at close range with their energy and blood.

Many other Juren have Jing Ke's shadow formed by "Yi Shui Ge" around them. Each one is extremely solid, and all the venom, bone spurs, etc. that are occasionally shot are blocked by Jing Ke's shadow.

Whenever a demon general from the holy tribe breaks through to a close place with his powerful body, he will see a soldier turn the page of the military book in his hand, and the demon general suddenly turns around and rushes into the demon barbarian group, killing several demon barbarian soldiers before he wakes up.

If someone was accidentally injured, Hua Yuqing immediately used the medical book to treat it, but his movements were obviously a little slow. Fang Yun knew that the medical book required more talent than any cultural treasure. It would not be long before he would use up his lifespan to activate the medical book.

Fang Yun suddenly understood why Hua Yuqing was clearly in her early twenties, but looked like she was in her thirties.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yun was not only not happy, but even more worried, because the Wolf Man Saint, Xiong Cang and the Saint Elephant Demon General have not gone all out yet, but are only slowly using magic to consume the power of the human race. .

In particular, Xiong Cang and Xiang Yaojiang were obviously accumulating strength, but the Wolf Man Holy Son didn't care. He was a wolf with a body, but there was no ferocity in the wolf's eyes, and he looked like he was watching the show with great interest.

Fang Yun's right arm and right hand moved slowly, like a snail crawling, and he slowly touched his Hanhu shell. He didn't ask Niushan to help, because if he couldn't even take out the Hanhu shell, it would be impossible. Write war poems.

Fang Yun's hand shook slightly and moved slowly.

The battle continued. After a while, Fang Yun's trembling hands finally touched the Hanhu shell, and slowly took out a golden holy page, the Wenbao demon pen, and the real dragon's blood ink given by the Bachelor of Confucius. Ingots, water bottles and inkstones.

"well……"

Niushan let out a long sigh, immediately helped Fang Yun up, let Fang Yun lean against the mountain wall at the entrance of the cave, and then helped Fang Yun grind the ink.

Fang Yun struggled to hold the pen, his hand shaking slightly, and finally closed his eyes.

"No! It's still a little bit worse. I can't write with such trembling!"

Fang Yun tried to open his mouth, but found that his throat was still unable to make a sound. The poison was on his chin, very close to his throat, and the injury was more serious than other places.

Fang Yun kept taking deep breaths and reciting the medical books silently in his heart.

Suddenly, someone screamed below. Fang Yun opened his eyes and saw that one person's entire arm had been cut off. That person was not one of the eleven people who arrived at the village first. Fang Yun could only see his back and could not recognize him. he.

Hua Yuqing's medical book glowed and fell on the wound of the man, stopping the blood from the wound. The man ate a Dipsacus fruit, then picked up his arm and aligned the broken part, and many fine white spurts immediately appeared from the broken part. Thin threads glue the wounds together firmly.

While being treated with Dujue Guo, the man actually recited war poems in chapters, as if he was desperately trying.

At this time, the Wolf Man Holy Son smiled slightly, the fierce light in his eyes disappeared, and said: "You can take action now."

The three-meter-tall elephant demon general raised his nose to the sky, making a loud elephant cry, and raised his two front hooves suddenly, and then fell heavily.

"Boom!"

A loud and earth-shaking sound rang out, and the area within a mile was shaken violently. The whole mountain shook, and the brush in Fang Yun's hand was shaken off.

Dense and terrifying cracks appeared in front of the elephant demon general, and instantly extended to the feet of all the candidates.

The ground collapsed, and all the candidates fell into the pit, and then countless rocks wrapped in blood and qi erupted from the pit.

Except for those who were holding protective cultural treasures, some people dodged in advance. A total of seven candidates were hit by rocks. Fortunately, everyone had protective cultural treasures to save their lives, but the rocks wrapped in blood and qi were numerous and strong, breaking through the protection of the cultural treasures, breaking some people's bones, and even piercing through the abdomen.

Suddenly, one person used a Jinshi cultural treasure to form a light curtain to cover the huge pit, blocking all the blood and qi rocks.

The formation of the human race's candidates was completely disrupted, and the monster race was about to rush over in large numbers.

"Don't even think about it!" Li Fanming stretched out his hand and threw out a battle painting. A translucent towering mountain appeared between the monsters and everyone, completely blocking the monsters.

All the candidates got a chance to breathe, slowly retreated, and prepared.

The holy race monster Xiong Cang grinned with a big mouth, blood in his eyes, and then the huge black bear body was wrapped in thick blood, and pieces of blood-colored scales appeared on the surface of the body, and rushed towards the battle painting mountain.

Xiong Cang hit the painting mountain like a blood-colored meteor, with a bang, the ground shook, Xiong Cang's body flew backwards, and the whole mountain collapsed, turning into pure vitality and scattered.

Xiong Cang's body retreated rapidly on the ground, rubbing against the ground and making a harsh sound. It suddenly inserted its two palms into the ground, stopped retreating, raised its head, opened its bloody mouth, slowly stood up, and its two front legs shook gently like human arms, slowly walked towards the candidates.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect Xiong Cang to be so terrifying. He actually smashed the Jinshi battle painting with his pure body. Is this the power of the top saint bloodline?

The Wolf Barbarian Saint smiled slightly and said, "Xiong Cang, let these stupid human slaves see the power of us demons and barbarians! Let them understand before they die that this world belongs to demons and barbarians, and the human race is only worthy of being slaves!"

"At least, I don't want to! Where my body is, where my righteousness is, my blood will turn into jade, and I will exchange ten years of life for the righteousness of heaven and earth!" Li Fanming slapped his heart fiercely, blood spurted out, and then he recited "The Great Wind Song" in a fluent manner.

The blood turned into the jade characters of "The Great Wind Song", and then the characters turned into a blood-colored tornado five feet thick and ten feet high.

Unlike the ordinary "The Great Wind Song", this tornado was surrounded by a thick white cloud, covering all the barbarians, completing the "The clouds are flying in the wind" in "The wind is rising and the clouds are flying".

"Poetry soul!" Xun Ye's voice came from the cave next to him. His voice was filled with shame, but he still did not step out of the cave to help.

All the demons blocked by the clouds ran around in all directions, and the rest of the scholars immediately attacked with war poems.

"Roar..."

A bear roared, and then a huge translucent bear paw fell from the sky, scattering the blood-colored tornado and the attacking war poems.

Xiong Cang's body shook, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was even stronger.

All the scholars shuddered. The "Great Wind Song" stimulated by the blood and loyalty had already formed a poetry soul, and its power was even stronger than the war poems of ordinary Jinshi, but it was smashed by a palm of the Saint Clan demon?

Hundreds of demons gathered together and rushed towards the human scholars.

The atmosphere of despair enveloped the human scholars, and everyone was preparing for the blood and loyalty.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged on the mountainside, and a huge amount of heaven and earth energy gathered there.

The Wolf Barbarian Saint, Xiong Cang, and all the demon barbarians immediately looked up, and then all the candidates turned their heads to look at Fang Yun at the entrance of the cave.

Fang Yun's demon-slaying pen fell on the pale golden holy page, and he wrote a war poem on the holy page with black ink with blood.

Lying stiffly in an isolated village, I do not feel sorry for myself, but I still think of guarding Luntai for my country;

Lying down late at night, listening to the wind and rain, the iron cavalry and the icy river come into my dreams!

Fang Yun's physical injuries have not healed, and it would take at least a hundred breaths to complete this poem, but his superior literary mind of writing quickly allowed him to write this poem in a shorter time.

Layers of precious light.

The True Dragon Blood Ink and the Demon-Slaying Pen each combine to form a layer of precious light, and the Blood and Red Heart has one-tenth of a layer of precious light. Fang Yun's calligraphy level gets 20% of precious light. Under the doubled power of the holy page, the precious light immediately doubles from 30% on the first layer to 60% on the second layer.

The holy page itself adds a layer of precious light, 60% on the third layer!

The first book adds a layer of precious light!

The original treasure light adds one layer!

The handed-down treasure light adds one layer!

The six layers of sixty percent treasure light appearing on this war poem means that the power of this war poem increases sixfold and sixty percent.

Fang Yun wrote this war poem too quickly. Before all the monsters could react, a glacier covering a mile was paved. Then there was a storm in front of Fang Yun. The rain from dozens of miles around gathered crazily and condensed into 760 heavy cavalrymen whose bodies were made of rainwater.

These heavy cavalrymen held sharp spears and charged in the thunderous sound of horses' hooves!

The Wolf Barbarian Saint showed curiosity at first, and his expression was solemn after seeing the 760 cavalrymen. Finally, his face suddenly changed drastically.

"Not good! Run away! The bodies of these heavy cavalrymen are made of weak water rain!"

Weak water cavalrymen, just the beginning.

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