Saint of the Confucian way

Mi Fengdian looked at Wang Jinglong who came slowly and said, "since Lord Dongsheng came, you should snap your fingers and sound."

"No need. What you should know will naturally know. What you don't know, you don't know."

The three and a half holy examiners flashed a different color in their eyes, vaguely shocked, but they didn't say anything. They continued to look at the virtual shadow of the nine Book mountains.

Under the attention of the crowd, Fang Yun slowly stepped on the stage. In his hand, a pen dipped in thick ink emerged out of thin air. He quickly hung the pen on the paper, took a deep breath and could write at any time.

"Boom..."

A flash of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, which happened to fall between Fang Yun and the old man. Fang Yun subconsciously retreated to avoid. The dazzling light flashed Fang Yun's eyes slightly painful and had to squint. The thunder exploded at the same time, which made Fang Yun's ears buzzing.

The lightning and thunder were so sudden that no one could have thought that there would be a lightning out of thin air at this time. However, the lightning itself could not shock Fang Yun.

To Fang Yun's shock, the old man just opened his mouth when the thunder appeared. When the thunder ended, Fang Yun finally heard only one word.

"... de."

Fang Yun was almost so angry that he gushed blood. The person who made the question was so shameless that he had no clue. Where is dictation? It's just playing with people! There are too many sentences ending in virtue in the holy classics. How can you guess!

However, the old man ignored Fang Yun, looked up at the sky and said to himself, "kill the demon! Kill the monster and avenge me!"

"I don't want to die. I have parents in my family..."

"Help, I'm afraid, don't kill me, don't kill me, ah..."

"Hahaha, people are delicious, but I still like to eat human brain..."

At this moment, Fang Yun was suddenly very happy that he had gone to kill demons when he was a child. If he had not experienced the death of hundreds of soldiers and had not seen the scene of demons eating people with his own eyes, his mind would be shaken by these voices.

"The longer I persist and the higher I climb, the more demons I will kill in the future! I am not cold-blooded, but I am accumulating strength for killing demons and killing barbarians! No one can stop my holy way!"

Fang Yun's mind is highly concentrated, and his courage is driven by his spirit to form an invisible force around him, weakening those sounds as much as possible.

After half an hour, the old man stopped. After a few breaths, Fang Yun finished his last stroke.

"Pass." the old man said, and his body dissipated.

Fang Yun felt very tired and immediately sat on the ground to rest. Then the third Pavilion released white light on him, allowing him to enjoy the baptism of strange power again.

"The white light of the book mountain is beneficial to everyone, and has no side effects. It may have something to do with the talent of Wenqu star or Kong Sheng. Although there are nine mountains in the book mountain, there are only three pavilions in each mountain. Starting from the fourth mountain, each mountain has only one test. Starting from the fourth mountain, I can get more baptism. If I get it, I'm afraid my courage will be infinitely close to the realm of Yan Yukong. Unfortunately, it's a pity The second book mountain is so difficult that I can hardly reach it. I don't think much. "

With the third baptism of white light, Fang Yunwen's palace, talent, courage and other aspects were strengthened again, but his mental fatigue could not disappear immediately, so he didn't go up immediately, but sat on the ground and silently read the Analects. Prepare for the next second mountain.

Fang Yun had a faint worry in his heart. The difficulty of the book mountain exceeded his original estimate. He even suspected that Shi Dehong, a disciple of Shijun in the scholar period, could not pass the first mountain and three pavilions if he appeared here. The dictation of the third pavilions was too wonderful. With Shi Dehong's character, it was impossible to miss the first sentence.

Fang Yun rested for a full hour before he felt his energy restored. When he opened his eyes, there were already three disciples of the Holy Family in the third Pavilion.

"He is worthy of being the disciples of all holy families, but it seems bad to see them like this." Fang Yun looked at the three people.

These three people are not writing, but sitting on the ground with a sad face. Fang Yun guesses that they have passed the exam once and failed. They are taking time to think about countermeasures.

Fang Yun secretly sighed that this kind of examination will not let anyone make tricks. The longer these people delay, the more difficult the later questions should be.

At this time, a scholar from a semi holy family raised his head and saw Fang Yun sitting on the ground. He sighed and felt pity for each other.

Another scholar also looked at Fang Yun and gave him an encouraging look. Fang Yun thought that he was a real gentleman, nodded and gave him an encouraging look, and then walked through the third pavilion to the second mountain.

The three scholars who stayed in the third Pavilion immediately stood still as if petrified by magic.

One scholar didn't know what to say, and then made a gesture of wiping tears. The other two scholars really had the impulse to cry.

It's cruel for a poor boy to leave behind all the elites of the semi holy family. That's not what the elders and books in the family say!