The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Fang Yun stood in the Yumen Pass, the pen in his right hand was still not writing, but still absorbing the vitality of the world around him. Now the surrounding vitality of heaven and earth is obviously enough to write any Jinshi war poem, but Fang Yun continues to let the vitality of heaven and earth in the chess world gather here.

Qu Hange could see that Fang Yun was absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, but he could not stop it and did not bother to stop it.

Fang Yun had already selected Mo Nu, Yangui and Wudie, so he could not use other cultural treasures. In addition, due to the scarcity of vitality, Fang Yun's time to write war poems was greatly extended, and he could only write three or four war poems within a hundred breaths. , during this period, Qu Hange believed that he could kill him.

Moreover, the connection between the two True Dragon Ancient Swords and Fang Yun was completely cut off by the "break" formed by 180,000 soldiers. Even if Fang Yun had the ability to reach the sky, he could no longer control the True Dragon Ancient Sword.

"So, Qu Jinshi is going to destroy our holy path?" Fang Yun said slowly, still gathering the thin vitality of heaven and earth.

Qu Hange smiled calmly and said: "Of course! But you are really powerful. You actually forced me to use 180,000 chess troops to cut off the connection between you and the war. If you replace it with an ordinary Jinshi, only 30,000 or 40,000 are enough. You are worthy of the reputation. He is the most courageous scholar among the bachelors. If it weren't for the Jiaoque Twins, my soldiers would have been severely injured by your True Dragon Ancient Sword."

"If you destroy my True Dragon Ancient Sword, it will be like forcing me to die!" Fang Yun's voice became extremely calm, but there was a strong chill in the calm.

Qu Hange suddenly sneered and said: "You think I don't know that you are delaying time to gather the vitality of heaven and earth? Idiot! Chess is about continuity, and you will only launch a thunderous strike after you accumulate strength. If you want to delay time, why don't I not?"

"It seems that Qu Laojinshi is very experienced in civil warfare." Fang Yun's expression was calm, but his eyes turned from bright to dark, as if he was keeping a low profile and seemed to be preparing for the next attack.

"No matter what, you can't escape the fate of the True Dragon Ancient Sword being shattered! When the True Dragon Ancient Sword is shattered, your literary courage will be severely damaged and it will be difficult to write the next "Liangzhou Ci". Let me see how you can still be so stubborn!"

"Who said you could break my True Dragon Ancient Sword?" A faint smile appeared on Fang Yun's lips.

"Your connection with the True Dragon Ancient Sword has been cut off by the 180,000 chess army. You can't even bury the sword. You are still so arrogant. It's simply ridiculous! Break it! Charge!"

Qu Hange gave an order, and another 60,000 chess troops suddenly rushed in front of the True Dragon Ancient Sword. They threw their weapons together, condensed into a hundred-foot sword, and violently slashed at the two True Dragon Ancient Swords.

"laugh……"

A huge sound broke through the air, and the Baizhang War Sword slashed from top to bottom with great power, and then silently slashed in mid-air, hitting the ground directly, splitting a huge crack hundreds of feet in the ground.

The Baizhang War Sword did not encounter any True Dragon Ancient Sword.

The True Dragon Ancient Sword has completely lost contact with Fang Yun, but before the danger comes, it is like a living creature avoiding the Baizhang War Sword.

Qu Hange was extremely surprised, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. This is the power of fighting and fighting after having a real name. Although the True Dragon Ancient Sword has a real name, it does not have the power of a real name.

"As expected, I have absorbed the power of the ancestral dragon's true blood. It is indeed different from ordinary verbal and verbal confrontations, but that's it for now! Mention!"

Lifting is the capture of pieces in Go, taking away all the opponent's surrounded chess pieces. It is also the killing move on the Wenbao chessboard. Once everyone in the three realms of chess says the piece of lifting, it is a matter of life or death!

Then sixty thousand chess troops suddenly flew upwards, completely surrounding the two ancient dragon swords, and infinite amounts of white light radiated outward from the inside.

"boom……"

The 60,000 chess army completely exploded, and the 60 star chess pieces were about to perish together with the True Dragon Ancient Sword.

However, at the same time as the 60,000 chess army exploded, a sword chant and dragon roar suddenly sounded, and then countless small, broken swords were seen exploding in all directions to resist the explosion of the 60,000 chess army.

The imitation sword was buried by himself, but the original body was intact.

The true body of the ancient dragon sword is still floating in mid-air, but the imitation sword has disappeared.

Qu Hange's face was as dark as water, he took a deep breath and looked at the sky.

The stars in the sky lit up again one after another. At this moment, more than two hundred stars were lit up.

"As expected of Fang Xusheng, 60,000 chess troops are too few, so I will use 200,000 chess troops to bury you with your True Dragon Ancient Sword! Surrender!"

A total of two hundred stars in the sky fell to the ground and turned into two hundred chess generals, and later formed an army of 200,000 chess players.

The 200,000 chess soldiers instantly surrounded the True Dragon Ancient Sword, and a terrifying aura emanated from the 200,000 chess soldiers. Although they were dead creatures, they suppressed countless demons and barbarians and carried endless evil intent.

Qu Hange looked at Fang Yun with great joy, and said slowly: "Remember, Qu Hange is the one who will end your holy path!"

While Qu Hange was speaking, Fang Yun picked up his pen to write.

Because Fang Yun was in the chess world, all details could not escape Qu Hange's eyes. Qu Hange saw that what Fang Yun wrote was the "Liangzhou Ci" that could form Yumen Pass.

Far up the Yellow River among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.

Under the influence of Fenbi Jishu, the four lines of protective war poems were written in an instant. However, Fang Yun did not stop writing and continued to write.

Qu Hange originally wanted to use 200,000 chess troops to blow up Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword, but when Fang Yun suddenly wrote "Liangzhou Ci", he thought Fang Yun wanted Yumen Pass to protect the True Dragon Ancient Sword.

However, "Liangzhou Ci" had obviously been written, but Fang Yun continued to write. Qu Hange suddenly opened his eyes angrily and felt chills all over his body, realizing that Fang Yun was using Wen Xin's duplicity!

The first four sentences are not "Liangzhou Ci" at all, but the first four sentences of an unknown war poem, but they are covered up by "Liangzhou Ci".

At this critical moment, it must be an extremely powerful poem that forced Fang Yun to use hypocrisy to cover up and confuse Qu Han'ge!

Qu Han'ge was so frightened that his hair stood up and shouted at Fang Yun: "Raise!"

Whether it was the previous crossbowmen or the lancers, whether it was the 180,000 chess soldiers who cut off the verbal battle or the 200,000 chess soldiers who came from the sky later, at this moment, all the chess soldiers in the chess world rushed towards Fang Yun.

The swords flashed, and the arrows flew like locusts, forming a ten-sided encirclement, and the army attacked at once.

Even though Qu Han'ge was an old Jinshi who had been famous for many years and a master of the three realms of chess, it was very difficult to mobilize so many chess soldiers at the same time, resulting in not all of them being able to attack Fang Yun in the first time.

The first to arrive were a large number of arrows, but they were easily blocked by Yumen Pass.

Afterwards, a hundred-foot war spear, a hundred-foot war sword, a hundred-foot war knife, etc. flew towards Fang Yun, and behind these huge hundred-foot weapons, all the chess soldiers rushed straight to die with Fang Yun.

At the same time, Fang Yun finished writing the last four sentences, and the first four sentences changed, and connected with the last four sentences to form an ancient poem that no one had ever seen before.

When I was young, I didn't know anything, and all the friends I made were heroes.

I didn't accept the reward for repelling Qin, and I defeated Jinning as a merit.

I put myself in the sword and killed people in the world.

The court bowed to the noble righteousness, and the world admired his heroic spirit.

As a Jinshi with strong literary courage and sufficient talent, Qu Hange understood the meaning of this poem at a glance.

A man is twenty years old, tied his hair, and put on a hat for the ceremony of wearing a hat. The first four sentences mean that a young hero who is not yet twenty years old is ignorant of current affairs, and all the friends he makes are passionate heroes. Like Lu Zhonglian, he persuaded the King of Wei to force the Qin army to retreat, and like Zhu Hai, he beat Jinbi to win the military power. He did not help others for rewards, and did not publicize his achievements everywhere.

In order to help others, the young man put himself in the sword and the sword, the life and death, and killed the enemy in the world. Whether in the court or among the people, everyone admired his righteousness and bravery.

The treasure light formed by the original treasure light, the handed-down treasure light, the first treasure light and the ink girl inkstone turtle formed layer by layer.

But at the moment when the treasure light was formed, a strange tripod sound appeared, like a landslide, and like a spring breeze, with two extremely contradictory forces at the same time.

The landslide is like power, and the spring breeze is like grace.

Then, a woman in red appeared beside Fang Yun, with an incense burner suspended in front of her. She lowered her head, stretched out two slender jade fingers to hold a ball of incense beads, and gently put it into the incense burner.

"Hongxiu adds incense!" Qu Han Ge shouted as if he had seen a ghost.

This was originally a Jinshi war poem, but after Hongxiu added incense, this poem was promoted to a Hanlin war poem!

The poem tripod sounded once, and the golden sound was resounding.

The poem tripod sounded twice, and Hongxiu added incense!

The war poem burned, Fang Yun looked up and looked at Qu Han Ge.

"Those who cut off my holy way will die!"

The hundred-foot weapons attacked one after another, and Yumen Pass could no longer hold on, exploded, and lost its defense ability.

Then, hundreds of thousands of chess soldiers rushed to Fang Yun, wanting to perish with him.

At the critical moment, Fang Yun's figure suddenly faded and turned into a human-shaped blood-red smoke.

Hundreds of thousands of chess soldiers exploded together, destroying the world.

But, they could not shake the blood-red smoke at all!

On the battlefield of the literary world, on the top of the mountain, Qu Hange held the Wenbao chessboard with his left hand and played the piano with his right hand. He was stunned for a very short moment, and finally, ten words that made him tremble appeared in his mind.

Throw yourself into the white blade and kill people in the world!

A breeze blew by, and Qu Hange found a black shadow beside him in his peripheral vision. The black shadow was surrounded by blood-red mist and there was a cold light in his hand.

Qu Hange instinctively dodged, but the cold light swept across his neck at an unparalleled speed.

"Puff..."

At the last moment, Qu Han'ge finally saw the face of the assassin clearly, it was Fang Yun, and also heard the last two words Fang Yun said.

"Die."

Qu Han'ge stared at Fang Yun's face blankly, and found that Fang Yun's expression was calm, but his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were cold enough to freeze people's bones. The murderous intent revealed was comparable to the most terrifying assassin in the legend, covering the sky and the sun!

At this moment, Qu Han'ge suddenly felt that Fang Yun had the great power to kill a world.

"If I had seen such a look earlier, I probably wouldn't dare to fight him..." Qu Han'ge fell into eternal darkness with the last thought.

The huge head fell, and blood gushed out.

Fang Yun moved, and his body returned to the Tianyuan position in the chess world.

Without the master, the power of the Wenbao chessboard quickly disappeared, and Fang Yun finally appeared in the original place, standing on the top of the mountain opposite Qu Han'ge.

A stream of blood mist surrounded Fang Yun, floating with the white robe of the Jinshi in the mountain breeze.

The woman in red was beside him, lowering her head, holding the incense burner, and slowly fading.

Fang Yun gently adjusted his sleeves, as if to shake off the blood on his body, and then looked at Qu Hange's body.

"Thank you."

Ten battles, all victories.

However, no one on the upper viewing platform cared that it was a ten-game victory, and no one even cared about the ownership of Xiangzhou, let alone Qu Hange's life or death.

Countless people were slowly chanting the words written by Li Bai, "To the white blade, to kill people in the red dust."

More people were shouting loudly.

"Hongxiu Tianxiang! That is a rare Hongxiu Tianxiang in a hundred years!"

"I almost knelt on the ground. That is the Hongxiu Tianxiang who is as famous as Jinsheng Yuzhen. Fang Xusheng was able to form such a vision in the end. It's amazing, it's simply wonderful!"

"No wonder he is called the illegitimate son of Wenquxing!"

"You are so stupid! It is indeed a once-in-a-century event, but don't forget that this poem is a war poem handed down from ancient times! And it is the first war poem handed down from ancient times! What will happen if the first war poem handed down from ancient times is added to the fragrance of red sleeves? Don’t you know? This is the legendary dual-position war poem!”

"What? What is a dual-literary war poem?" Ninety percent of young scholars have never heard of this kind of war poem.

"This war poem was written by Fang Xusheng during the Jinshi period, but he was promoted to a Hanlin war poem because of the fragrance on his red sleeves. This means that after we studied it, we wrote this poem during the Jinshi period. This poem is a Jinshi war poem! In the Hanlin This poem was written during the period. This poem is a true Hanlin war poem! One poem with two literary styles, it has been written by the ancients, but it has never been handed down to the world!"

"This seems to mean a lot."

"More than that! If you practiced this war poem to the second level during the Jinshi period, when you get to Hanlin, this poem will still be the second level! How powerful is the second level Hanlin war poem?"

"The war poems of the Second Realm Hanlin are almost equivalent to the war poems of a great scholar!"

"Yes! This is the terrifying thing about dual-level war poems! Your accumulation of this war poem during the Jinshi period will continue to the Hanlin period. This is equivalent to you studying a Hanlin war poem during the Jinshi period, waiting for you Cheng Hanlin, this poem has a great chance of entering the second realm!”

"This poem is not only handed down from generation to generation, not only has a double literary title, but it is also the first assassination poem handed down from generation to generation! Although there were assassination poems in the past, they were all ordinary war poems. Now, everyone can learn this assassination poem! It spans hundreds of feet , to assassinate the enemy, this poem is no less important than the poem calling for a sword!”

"Holy saints, Fang Xusheng has once again improved the strength of our human Jinshi and Hanlin!"

As the news about the two-level war poem spread, the entire viewing platform was in a state of excitement.

Both the old and the young were extremely excited. This was the birth of the first double-literary assassination poem handed down from generation to generation!

The place where Jing Guo was sitting was the craziest. Those young scholars kept shouting "Wan Sheng", but other than that, they couldn't say anything. They had lost the ability to express themselves in language!

If Fang Yun could prevent the True Dragon Ancient Sword from shattering, they would be very happy. Even if they lost, it wouldn't matter. But Fang Yun won, which means that Xiangzhou is already the territory of Jingguo! Not only that, but there was an assassination poem handed down from generation to generation. This was simply three joys for the people of Jingguo, and the last one was worthy of celebration by the entire human race!

Cheers, cheers, the young scholars forgot everything but cheers.

Zhang Poyue was smiling, stroking his beard with one hand, staring at the war poem he had just written, and thinking about it over and over again.

"Through the white blade, kill in the world of mortals! Hold the body in the white blade, kill in the world of mortals! Enough! Enough! Cruel enough! Enough sinister! I just like this kind of war poem, kill happily! Kill heartily! This is the war poem of the gentlemen! "

Jiang Hechuan smiled and said: "The murderous intention is so heavy that the clouds cover the sun. It is almost like the reincarnation of the four assassins. Military strategists will probably laugh from ear to ear."

Zuo Xiang and Ji Zhibai were dumbfounded, motionless.

How could Fang Yun still write such a war poem that shocked the world when he was clearly about to die? .

Note 1: To prevent chapter breakage, the two chapters are combined into one, so it is a bit late.

Explanation 2: This poem is controversial, but it does not affect the grace of "holding one's body in a white blade, killing people in the world of mortals". I really like this sentence.

Note 3: There are many controversial poems and articles about characters in history, please refer to this fantasy novel.