Wuxia: Will the night master, the third Confucian saint is exposed

Chapter 0057 Whoever offends my Terran will be condemned from afar!! Lu Lun: My poems are so awesome?!!!

Beyond the gold list screen.

As early as when Fang Yun fell the last stroke, in the Great Tang Pavilion, Lu Lun’s eyes suddenly froze, and then he couldn’t help but spew out a mouthful of wine.

“Isn’t that my poem?”

A howl of surprise immediately attracted the attention of countless Great Tang poets around.

As Lu Lun said, this poem was originally a Saiwai song written when he praised the flying general Li Guang.

But I didn’t expect that now it was used by Fang Yun, a pen and ink fell, and a poem blocked the demon turtle!

In the picture, Fang Yun’s earth-shaking roar and the scene are perfectly integrated in one place, like a desolate and endless battlefield, which adds a flavor to this poem.

Since Gu Qi was a famous general, Li Guang was difficult to be crowned marquis in a hundred battles.

This scene alone created a desolate landscape in everyone’s hearts.

Among the Xiliang Sanwei Bookhouse.

Li Yishan’s gaze was fixed on the scroll in Fang Yun’s hand, which was full of iron paintings and silver hooks.

There was thought in his eyes.

The next moment, as if I had thought of something, I suddenly realized, and I couldn’t take my eyes off the scroll anymore.

And everyone around seemed to be able to hear a roar like a war drum being beaten, which quickly came out of Li Yishan’s chest.

Everyone was a little puzzled for a while, although Fang Yun’s calligraphy had improved a lot compared to many years ago, and he also had some grandmaster level, but just a plagiarized poem would not surprise this Confucian saint to this point, right?

Instead, Xu Xiao came to Li Yishan’s side and asked in a low voice.

“Retreat, did you find something?”

I saw Li Yishan with a face full of surprise and turned his head to look directly at Xu Xiao.

“I see! I finally understood why these Confucian saints dared to break into the wilderness and fight the demon race with just a few poems! ”

As soon as the words fell, Xu Xiao’s eyes also lit up, and he couldn’t wait to ask.

“How did you do it?”

Who knew that at this time, Li Yishan sold a pass, contrary to his usual serious and solemn temperament, and seemed to blink casually.

“You’ll know it when you read it.”

At this time, it was far away on Peach Blossom Island outside the Great Song Dynasty.

The moment he saw the scroll and poetry in Fang Yun’s hand, Huang Yaoshi’s body was also slightly stiff.

Immediately, his eyes lit up.

He stroked his palm and smiled: “So it is, so it is!” ”

This strange scene, looking at the young Huang Rong on the side, was a little ignorant for a while, and subconsciously took two steps back.

I’m afraid that my father will suddenly contract some stupid disease.

Unlike these two people who practiced both Confucianism and martial arts, the poets in the Great Tang Dynasty paid more attention to the style presented by this Saiwai song under such a scene.

“Lin Dark Grass is shocked and leads Kaguya to the bow.”

“It is quite an unyielding demeanor, Lu Lun wrote a good poem ah above the attic, Du Fu praised it from afar.”

As the poet spoke, countless poets echoed it.

Bai Juyi said: “The painting is desolate and majestic, and the pen is stuffed with conquest.” With this poem alone, Lu Lun can become a popular figure through the ages. ”

A group of poets who have long been famous in the history books have all marveled at such a scene.

What’s more, he even put down his body and walked to Lu Lun’s side with a wine jug, saying that he wanted to make friends and discuss poetry.

The Great Tang Dynasty was famous for its poets, among whom the fame has been passed down through the ages, and there are countless stars in the sky.

A few of them were taken out at random, all of them were far beyond his Lu Lun.

Let them put down their bodies to make friends with themselves, if such a thing is placed on weekdays, Lu Lun does not dare to think about it.

And Lu Lun, who was originally among many great Tang poets, could only barely be regarded as the middle class, and at this time, just with this poem, he suddenly won the praise of countless great poets.

His status rose a lot in an instant, and some people even praised Lu Lun as one of the top poets of the Great Tang.

The gap in the status was instantly reversed, and even for a moment, Lu Lun couldn’t react a little.

Immediately, his face was full of peach blossoms, glad that his almost buried poem was finally discovered by Fang Yun, staring at the golden list hanging high in the sky.

I can’t wait for Fang Yun in the picture, casually took out two more of his poems, wrote them on the scroll, and carried them forward in the Saint Yuan Continent.

If he did this a few more times, he Lu Lun might be called the first poet of the Great Tang Dynasty!

It’s just that the scenery in the picture is not as Lu Lun hoped.

As the pen and ink fell, a song had already jumped up.

In the distant wilderness, a violent wind suddenly blew.

It was like countless blades flying in the air, hissing, and it hurt to cut a little closer.

At this time, Fang Yun was standing in the center of this storm!

A figure of Qi Yu Xuan appeared faintly behind him, although his appearance was a little blurry, he could vaguely recognize that this was the Mighty Western Regions back then, General Li Guang of Fei!

At this time, Li Guang had long been dying, but his face was still resolute and courageous, his whole body was covered in armor, and the sunset was reflected on the armor, releasing a chilling brilliance, opening his bow and arrows, pointing at the demon turtle in the distance.

Eiho!

First, the virtual image of the punishment sky that just stood on the wilderness like an Optimus Pillar, and now it is a generation of heroic flying general Li Guang.

Only then did everyone in Kyushu understand Fang Yun’s intention in writing these poems, and also knew the reason why he was able to compete with the demon clan with his poems.

It turned out that the Saint Yuan Continent did not practice martial arts, but specialized in Confucianism.

Compared with Wufu, Confucian students were originally very weak.

And the reason why these readers can compete with the demon race with a volume of poetry is that through some secret method unknown to everyone in Kyushu, the heroes written in the poems are summoned to the world again through the way of phantoms!

This is the art of sainthood!

Between the chaotic light and shadow, the smoke and dust around rise steeply, and the yellow sand in the sky is endless.

Out of nowhere, a melodious Qiang flute suddenly sounded.

I saw the virtual image of Li Guang behind Fang Yun, raised the giant bow in his hand, mounted an arrow, and pulled the bowstring like a full moon.

Let go abruptly! A hundred-zhang-long arrow burst through the air in an instant!

It’s so fast that you can’t even see the afterimage!

But also because it was too fast, the arrow cut through the air and burst out with a violent roar, and then a brilliant flame like fireworks surrounded the body!

Pure and violent!

Compared with the lifeless dim fire around it, it was as noticeable as a white moonlight suddenly bursting into the abyss.

I saw that the demon turtle in the distance seemed to be psychic, and a touch of fear from the bottom of my heart appeared in my eyes in an instant!

The smell of death suddenly pervaded.

It subconsciously wanted to dodge, but before its body could react, its unmatched turtle shell was instantly pierced!

When the burning arrow shot through the demon turtle, the intense high temperature instantly burned the muscles inside the tortoise shell, and without even leaving a single bit of ash, it dissipated like a black mist!

“Roar!”

The terrifying pain made the demon turtle uncontrollable, and emitted a hiss that shook the heavens and the earth!

The cry was extremely miserable, circling and circulating above the nine heavens, and it lasted for a long time.

It wasn’t until life passed through the hollow that had been shot through the tortoise shell that it collapsed with a bang in his eyes.

A huge demon turtle with dozens of zhang fell like a towering mountain collapsing, as if the entire land under its feet was trembling, and countless smoke and dust completely covered the line of sight!

Demon turtle – pawn.

Behind Fang Yun, Li Guang’s phantom slowly carried the bow and arrow behind him, gradually becoming more and more illusory.

In the end, it turned into a hazy light and shadow and dissipated into the world.

Although Li Guang’s phantom disappeared, the scene that happened just now was still deeply engraved in the minds of countless people like a knife and an axe.

It was a demon turtle that was much taller than ordinary mountains and forests!

Seeing him so flaunting his might, he even shattered the Punishment Heavenly Void Image with one blow, and destroyed the momentum of countless Confucians in the blink of an eye.

Who would have thought that he would eventually be killed by Li Guang’s arrow! Is this General Li Guang?

Outside the picture, countless powers were shocked by this scene in an instant, and even their eyes were as violent as whales, and they couldn’t believe that this scene really happened

In a trance, a poem slowly emerged in their minds.

But Dragon City Fei will be, do not teach Huma to do Yin Mountain!

In the Great Tang Dynasty, above the attic, Li Bai poured a pot of old wine again, and his face was already filled with red halo, and he seemed to be half-dreaming.

I saw Li Baiyao raising the wine jug to the sky.

He laughed loudly: “There are so many famous generals in the world, General Fei can occupy a seat!” ”

Under the loud voice, it attracted countless people’s praise.

Only Lu Lun, like an outlier, seemed to have become a nerd in the unison praise of countless poets, standing in place dumbfounded, looking at the turbulent wilderness in the picture.

“Is this really my poem? My poem turned out… Is it so awesome?! ”

Lu Lun wiped his eyes hard in disbelief, but no matter what, the scene in front of him had actually appeared.

At this moment, Lu Lun’s heart only had 10,000 alpacas galloping on the Gobi Desert, and this song fell on his hand, which really made him feel a little violent!

Compared with Fang Yun in the picture, what did he do?

And Li Yishan in the Sanwei Book House and Huang Yaoshi on Peach Blossom Island involuntarily showed a smile after seeing this scene.

As they thought.

The Confucian Dao on the Saint Yuan Continent is completely different from Kyushu.

In Kyushu, Confucianism and martial arts are clearly distinguished.

On the Shengyuan Continent, Confucianism is martial arts, and those who know Confucian learning can be martial arts!

In the picture, the smoke and dust that were startled by the demon turtle finally gradually calmed down.

In the haze, Fang Yun casually waved away the yellow sand accumulated around him.

Laughing: “The demon killing line is over.” ”

Then he said in a loud voice.

“From now on, there is one thing that the demon clan can remember.”

“Whoever violates the territory of my Terran race will be condemned from afar!”