The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Everyone went back to their tents to prepare, while Fang Yun took out several unused treasures and gave them to Li Fanming and others. When these people fought with the Wolf Barbarian Saint that day, their treasures were damaged or they used life-saving items, so they were given treasures for emergency use.

Those people were extremely grateful.

Two quarters of an hour later, everyone officially set off. The barbarian generals and demon generals who had followed Fang Yun before took the initiative to come forward, and the four barbarian soldiers also followed Niu Shan. There was one more Xun Ye among the candidates.

Xun Ye took the initiative to swear that he would never embarrass Fang Yun. Everyone agreed to let him join, and Fang Yun accepted with a smile.

Based on the information given by the dragon head spirit bone, Fang Yun formulated a route, connecting the places where the fog butterfly might appear, and the end point was the demon ancestor gate very close to the center of the Holy Ruins. Because he didn't know whether the demon ancestor gate was true or not, Fang Yun didn't tell others.

Everyone walked quickly and went to some places one after another, including the Weak Waterfall, Qifeng Mountain, Conifer Forest, Mirror Lake, Concave Volcano and many other strange places.

Near noon, everyone encountered a team of blood demon barbarians from the demon world. There were more than ten demon generals and nearly a hundred demon soldiers, led by a very tall tiger demon general of the holy race.

"Haha, human idiots, I killed one on the road, and I met you again!" After the tiger demon general said this, blood mist rolled all over his body, and a tiger-headed blood shadow condensed behind him. That was the ancestral spirit of the demon race, which was equivalent to the Wengong Wendan of the human race. Only the most talented or holy demons can have it. The previous holy bear demon general rejected the candidates with the ancestral spirit, and the wolf barbarian saint did not use the ancestral spirit from beginning to end.

The tiger demon general knew the temperament of the human race and thought that the human race in front of him would be scared, but found that everyone was looking at a person on the chair.

"Master Fang, you hold the line. The last time we met the wolf barbarian saint, we have to fight back!" said one person.

"Go! This group of demon cubs, relying on their large numbers, think that we have no one in the ten countries. Let's leave them all today!" said Li Fanming.

Fang Yun nodded and said, "I will celebrate your victory after the battle!"

This sentence was ordinary, but it made all the candidates worry-free and have an indescribable confidence.

Those ordinary monsters rushed up stupidly, but the Saint Tiger Monster General was suddenly stunned, his eyes fell on Niu Shan and other star monsters, and after a breath, he ran away without saying anything, and even without reminding other monsters, and finally consumed his life to stimulate the power of the ancestral spirit, and fled at a speed that Fang Yun and others could never catch up with.

"I..." Li Fanming's hand trembled, the tip of the pen tilted, and a large piece of ink stained the white paper, and the lower-grade writing was interrupted.

Among the candidates who spoke eloquently, two people were shocked by the strange behavior of the Saint Tiger Monster General and stopped reciting halfway, and their eloquence was interrupted.

I have never heard of such a strange Saint Monster General!

Fang Yun also looked at the back of the Tiger Monster General and was speechless.

Li Fanming couldn't help but say: "The demons of the Saint Clan are indeed cunning. They saw through that we are different from ordinary Juren teams at a glance."

"Keep going!" Fang Yun smiled.

Those demons didn't know that their leader had run away, and they rushed over foolishly, all of them fierce and confident.

However, what was waiting for them was an experienced Juren team.

The protective treasure was opened, and the battle painting flew out to summon demon generals in front. Some Juren used chessboards to confuse some demons, and some Juren used military tactics to contain some demons. The remaining Juren used the most powerful war poems to attack, forming various substantial attack forces. The strong wind of "Dafengge", the huge waves of "Canglangxing", and the arrows of "Zhanchengnan" flew...

The power of these Juren's war poems is much stronger than that of ordinary Juren, more than double. Those demon generals can only protect themselves, and the nearly 100 demon soldiers don't even have the ability to protect themselves. In the blink of an eye, they were killed by the powerful Juren war poems, half of them were killed and half were seriously injured, and they completely lost their combat ability.

Those demon generals then charged forward in disbelief. What awaited them was a powerful Jinshi Wenbao. When the Jinshi Wenbao ran out, the talent of the candidates stopped shaking, and the second round of war poems appeared.

There was no need for Fang to move. All the demon soldiers died, and only three demon generals were still alive, but they were lying on the ground unable to escape.

The three living demon generals did not look at the human race, but used all their strength to look back, looking at the back of the leader, with endless anger and resentment in their eyes.

"Why..." A wolf demon general said, spitting blood from his mouth, and died, his eyes reflecting the scorching sun in the sky, and he died with his eyes open.

Niu Shan ran to a pile of demon corpses holding Hanhubei, then took out a big axe from it, and complained in a low voice: "At least leave one for me!" After that, he killed two demon generals who were about to die.

Fang Yun nodded and praised: "You have worked hard." He thought that this is where the human race is better than the monsters. In the face of efficient teamwork, the monsters and the barbarians will collapse if there is a slight problem, not to mention the leader running away.

After cleaning up the battlefield, everyone found that most of the lake shells were broken by the power of the war poems, and the things inside were all destroyed. Only two were intact, which was much better than the rainy night battle in the village a few days ago. The battle that day was too fierce, and the lake shells of the monsters were broken by external forces.

After a little reorganization, everyone set off.

Fang Yun said to Li Fanming: "You have all learned how to coordinate war poems, right?"

"Of course, actual combat is a compulsory subject for candidates. In the Confucius Mansion and the Holy Academy, it is second only to poetry, policy essays and classics. Every year, the strongest class and individual in actual combat will receive generous rewards. Take the Confucius Mansion for example. Every year, the first candidate will be recommended to the Holy Academy to study for three years. As for Jinshi and Hanlin, there is no examination. Instead, they go to the battlefield of monsters and barbarians to kill monsters and barbarians. Whoever kills more will be the first, and the ranking will be determined by military merit."

"After I leave the Holy Ruins, I need to learn the fighting methods of Juren and Jinshi." Fang Yun said.

Li Fanming immediately handed Fang Yun a tattered book and said, "This is a textbook from the Confucian Academy. Even if I have been away from the Confucian Academy for many years, I read it carefully every year. It is very suitable for you to read. I give it to you."

"Thank you." Fang Yun said.

Fang Yun took the two practical textbooks and said, "I'll take a quick look at them first." After saying that, he sat in his wheelchair and turned his head to read, with Niushan pushing behind.

Those candidates nodded slightly, thinking that it was no wonder Fang Yun had achieved today's achievements. Even at this time, he did not forget to study.

Fang Yun was pleasantly surprised to find that his reading speed was much faster than before. In the past, he had to read carefully word by word to understand the complete meaning, and then form a book in the world of strange books. But now he can read ten lines at a time, and the effect is exactly the same as before. .

Not long after, Fang Yun finished flipping through a book.

Han Shoulu suddenly asked: "Whose words are the third sentence on page 52 of "War Poetry Book"?"

Fang Yun blinked, without turning over the book, and opened his mouth and said: "This is what Sun Tzu said: Those who are good at using soldiers should avoid their sharpness and attack their laziness."

Everyone was surprised. They were not surprised that Fang Yun had a photographic memory, because after becoming a Jinshi, everyone could have a photographic memory. It was not particularly magical that Fang Yun could do it in advance, but he could have a photographic memory of ten lines in one glance, which even the Hanlin could not do. At least you have to be a bachelor.

Li Fanming asked curiously: "Then you memorize fourteen pages."

Fang Yun immediately memorized it smoothly, and not only memorized fourteen pages, but also continued to memorize the next page one by one. He did not rely on Qishu Tiandi, but entirely on Wenqu Xingzhao who brought him powerful abilities.

After Fang Yun had memorized five pages, Xun Ye suddenly praised: "Oh, I just realized the gap between me and Fang Zhenguo today."

Li Fanming smiled and said: "If you had been born twenty years earlier... no, even ten years earlier, I would be proud to be your disciple now, and I would not be afraid to travel all over the world."

Shitang suddenly said: "In three years at most, you will be proud to be his disciple."

"Three years? You're overthinking it. Master Fang... will be a Hanlin scholar at most in three years. Even if he becomes a bachelor, he can barely do it. He can at least become a Confucian scholar so that we can be proud."

Han Shoulu suddenly said: "It may be difficult to become a great scholar in three years, but it is easy to enter the monster clan's hunting list of great scholars, and you may even be among the top 20 on the hunting list of great scholars!"

"I don't believe it! Do you dare to bet on a dragon feast?" Li Fanming said.

Jia Jing'an suddenly smiled and asked: "Master Fang, which side are you betting on?"

"I won't pledge it." Fang Yun said angrily. It seems that these guys are still obsessed with the Dragon Banquet.

Fang Yun knew in his heart that although these people came from famous families, they were still juniors, and all the cultural treasures in their hands belonged to their families. Even if the various spiritual medicines given to them at home exceed one million, if they really want to spend hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to go out for a meal, their legs will have to be broken by their elders. The elders are not reluctant to part with the money, but they cannot condone the younger generation. Waste money.

"It's worth waiting for a dragon feast for three years! Those who believe that the rear master can reach the top twenty of the Great Confucian Hunting List in three years stand on the left side of Master Fang, and those who think that he can't stand on the right side."

Li Fanming immediately stood on the right side and determined that Fang Yun could not be on the hunting list of great scholars.

The other candidates hesitated, Fang Yun raised his forehead and said, "Can you guys act a little more serious? This is the Holy Ruins, how come you are having fun just walking around?"

"That's the Dragon Banquet, a banquet worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. It's certainly worth the gamble! After the Dragon Banquet, I'll treat everyone to a drink of wine!" Li Fanming said with a smile.

Niushan and other monsters couldn't understand the human language. They looked left and right and asked, "What's going on?"

As soon as Li Fanming explained the matter, Niushan immediately stood on the left and said: "His Majesty the Moon Emperor can definitely do it!" The other demon barbarian generals also walked to the left to support Fang Yun.

Soon, the people were divided into two camps, ten on the left, who thought Fang Yun could do it, and ten on the right, who thought Fang Yun couldn't.

Xun Ye was on the right first, but after everyone stood up, he said: "I made the mistake of underestimating Fang's luck before. I can't make it this time. I'll go to the left!"

The person on the left nodded, feeling more and more that Xun Ye had changed.

The big rabbit stood in the middle, suddenly blinked his eyes, and jumped to the left, thinking that he was lucky.

Li Fanming on the right was angry and said: "Whose rabbit are you? Come here!"

Big Rabbit gave Li Fanming a roll of his eyes, then curled his lips and barked twice, as if to say: Only a fool stands with you.

"If you don't come over, don't even think about eating carrots in the future!" Li Fanming said.

The big rabbit immediately jumped over with his head downcast, and then stretched out his paw pitifully.

"Hmph." Li Fanming handed the carrot to the rabbit.

The rabbit ran back to the left with a radish in its mouth, and then looked at Li Fanming proudly as he gnawed the radish, making a crunching sound.

"Hahaha..." Everyone laughed, and a few people who supported Fang Yun even held their stomachs in laughter.