Saint of the Confucian way

Anti species raised his pen to write the song of the wind. Because he had no literary heart, it was very slow to write. The tiger demon general took a few steps to stop Fang Yun, while Niu ManJiang blocked the anti species Ju behind him.

Fang Yun continued to rush forward. As soon as he arrived, the rebellious Juren had not finished writing the gale song. Fang Yun stopped and stood ten feet away from the tiger demon general. As before, he began to write two consecutive poems.

The two demons are ready to kill Fang Yun with absolute power after the anti species Ju Ren's poem is completed, but now the situation does not allow them to be too passive.

The two demons looked at each other and immediately stirred up their blood and roared at Fang Yun. The strong wind attacked Fang Yun with the power of life and blood. The roar of the two together was enough to kill the scholar, and it could almost interrupt all the people's talk and talk.

When the wind blew and Wen Dan guarded, Fang Yun stood in place like a mountain without being disturbed by the power of demon barbarians. He pressed the paper with his left hand and continued to write with his right hand.

At the same time, Fang Yun's "tiger line poem" and "general sword" were connected.

Enough to strangle anyone into meat and mud, a tornado suddenly appeared out of thin air and wanted to kill Fang Yunjuan.

Fang Yun turned and ran away, but then his back ached, his clothes were torn, and a large piece of meat was swept away by the tornado. His flesh and blood were blurred, and even his bones were exposed.

"It's worthy of being an outstanding person." Fang Yun gritted his teeth and escaped from the scope of gale song, and quickly fled with his galloping poem.

"General Sabre" doesn't need Fang Yun to continue to control. Once it appears, it will kill the target before Fang Yun.

The blood grain Sabre can be used to kill the reverse literati and the barbarian generals.

"Ow..." the tiger demon will rush to Fang Yun like crazy, but the top grade literary heart is too strong. With two times and one breath into poetry, Fang Yun will completely kill the tiger demon general.

"Unfortunately, I'm just a scholar. The power of these war poems is too weak. If I have a higher literary position and even become a great Confucian, I can give full play to the real power of all kinds of war poems. For example, the last two sentences of the general's Sabre actually only show the power of one sentence. The demon blood rolling into the blue waves can't be reflected at all. My strength is not enough. This is the case with the use of war poems."

As soon as the tiger demon died, the whole closed hall suddenly shook, the front wall cracked into a door, the soft sun shone in, and the old man of Shushan stood at the door.

The holy courtyard is the core of the human race, leaving a third of Kong Sheng's talent. All the entrances to the holy land are here.

Most of the holy places are controlled by the four saints, while the Kongsheng family monopolizes one holy place, the six Yasheng families are divided into one holy place, and the other semi holy families are divided into one holy place.

In the easternmost part of the holy courtyard, there is a very ordinary single door courtyard, in which is a very ordinary two-story building. Even the oldest clerk of the holy courtyard didn't know what was there, only that many Kongs' children entered every year.

An old man with white hair and beard was snoring in the yard, but the whole yard suddenly shook slightly.

The old man woke up suddenly and rushed to the front door of the house faster than ordinary young people.

"Bang..."

The old man hit the gate, but it didn't move.

The old man beat his chest and feet and cried painfully, "how could this be so! Someone went directly into the main hall of the secret hall and passed smoothly and won the supreme Wenxin! This person is by no means a disciple of the Kong family. Who is it! If an outsider wins the supreme Wenxin, we will be the sinners of the Kong family! Great sinner! Master, you must find the person who stole into the secret hall and must cut thousands of knives!"

A voice suddenly appeared in the yard.

"If you enter, you will enter. Why make a fuss? He is not a son of the Confucius family. Even if he successfully passes through the main hall, he will get nothing, and he will have to pass the final test. As far as I know, all the talents of the human race, including the ancestors, can enter it. If you enter it, no one can complete the final test under the bachelor. If the Wen is higher than the Jinshi, you can't enter. There is only one Death. As for the supreme Wenxin, even the descendants of the Kong family can't get it. How can he get it? Don't mention it to others, otherwise the crime will be treason! "

"But the man directly entered the main hall. Within a year, the people of my Kong family can no longer enter the secret hall."

"Let it go. You don't have to worry about it."

"Yes."

The old man looked at the gate and finally sighed helplessly.

Fang Yun looked at the old man at the gate of the mysterious palace, bowed and said, "I've seen the old man."

The old man was still expressionless and said, "the book mountain is only one of the tests. Even the test of the main hall is nothing. Come with me. This is the last test. If you can pass, you can get a supreme literary heart."

Fang Yun asked, "is there really no literary heart? I've read so many books and only seen them once."

"When you pass this test, you will know what the supreme Wenxin is. Come with me." the old man said and walked out.

Fang Yun immediately stepped forward, followed the old man and looked around.

Here is a "concave" shaped Valley, which can be seen at a glance. There are hundreds of houses. The architectural style here is very rough and there are weapons everywhere.

At the entrance of the valley is a high wall, on which soldiers patrol.

Everyone will salute and greet the old man and call him an adult.

Fang Yun glanced around. There were mostly women and children nearby. Those dirty children looked at him curiously. The women were busy.

Further on, there are various workshops and academies. There is a loud sound of reading in them.

There was also a school yard ahead. Hundreds of soldiers were practicing and shouted loudly.

Fang Yun looked up and saw that the sky was cloudless, giving people a sense of panic that was extremely empty and desolate, which was not found in the sky of the city.

Fang Yun asked, "is this the border?"

The old man nodded.

When the two men walked up the city wall, Fang Yun looked around. There was a piece of sand in front, and then there was a green grassland. It was vast and pleasant, but it was easy to get tired after watching for a long time.

"I don't know what the final test is?" Fang Yun asked.

The old man pointed at any time and said, "two hundred miles away, there is a barbarian tribe headed by a Barbarian King. This test is that you destroy this department."

Fang Yun said, "the Barbarian King is equivalent to a great scholar, and the ten thousand wolf barbarian tribe has 8000 soldiers to fight. What strength do I have on hand?"

"The support of ten countries and the strength of this stronghold." the old man looked indifferent.

Fang Yun looked down at the stockade blankly. There were less than two thousand people in the stockade. If the elderly, women and children were deducted, the real combat power would be one thousand.

A thousand ordinary people versus eight thousand barbarians?

"How many masters are there in the village?"

"None."

"Is there a great Confucian?"

"None."

"Who is the tallest Chinese in that village?"

"One Hanlin, two Jinshi and five Ju people."

Fang Yun looked at the old man in amazement. After a while, Fang Yun respectfully asked, "old man, are you playing with me?"

All the people in the whole stronghold together are not enough for the Barbarian King to kill alone. It can even be said that as long as one fifth of the people in that tribe are divided and a barbarian Marquis equivalent to the imperial forest, all the people in the stronghold can be killed.

The old man said, "if you can pass the test, you will have a great literary heart and great talents."

Fang Yun's heart moved.

Writing fast is just an ordinary literary heart. Once he reaches the top grade, he can kill many demon barbarians at the level of raising people with the position of scholar. If this supreme literary heart is not the only, it can not exceed four kinds, which is obviously more powerful than the ordinary literary heart.

A man as strong as Li Wenying in the wind and rain sword poem is no less than anyone with the same literary position in terms of killing demons, but he only has a literary heart, and he is the most common literary heart. Li Wenying may have a chance to get more Wenxin in the future, but there has been only one Wenxin in the past 40 years. It can be seen how rare Wenxin is.

What's more, what is in front of us now is the supreme literary heart.

"What is talent?" Fang Yun asked.

"A fight doubles talent."

"What!" Fang Yun was shocked by the terrible supreme Wenxin even after life and death.

"Talented, that is, a person's talent is nine times that of others?"

The old man nodded.

Fang Yun was silent. With this supreme literary heart, it was impossible to use up his talent.

"No wonder Kong Shenghe is so powerful. His talent almost supports those disciples. No wonder he dares to fight all demon saints in the demon world on his own. However, is it the top-grade Wenxin with eight talents? How many are the bottom-grade?"

"Then you will know," said the old man.

"Is it possible that if you fail this test, you will never get the supreme literary heart again?"

"You can never get it elsewhere."

"Then I will accept this test!" Fang Yun said firmly.

"So good."

Fang Yun added, "since it is a test, there must be a way to pass. It is impossible to rely on these people alone. You just said that with the assistance of the ten countries, they will send troops?"

"No."

Fang Yun was even more helpless and asked, "do they give food and grass?"

"You don't have to worry about this. You can have as much as you want."

"This is the first good news I've heard since I came here. If I want anything in the future, the Ten Kingdoms and the sanctuary can provide it?"

"Naturally."

Fang Yun suddenly asked, "what the hell is this place?"

The old man's expression did not change at all, but it seemed that it took a lot of effort to slowly say, "if you can destroy the barbarian tribe, you will know. If you can't, it's useless to know. You don't have to waste your efforts to get words from them, they won't say anything. What you have to do now is to defeat the barbarian tribe."

Fang Yun looked at the old man and suddenly felt that the old man seemed to be carrying a mountain, but he could only carry it. Anyone would be crushed to pieces.

"Since the old man said so, I will try my best to complete this test and pick the supreme literary heart." Fang Yun said.

"That's good. From then on, you are the king of transportation."

As soon as the old man's voice fell, Fang Yun felt an earthquake in the world, and then an official seal appeared in front of him.

Fang Yun took over the official seal and found that his thinking became extremely clear, and could spread to the whole stronghold. Even insects could clearly feel eating in the soil.

The old man left slowly. Fang Yun asked, "is there a time limit for this test?"

"You pass, or give up."

Fang Yun watched the old man leave slowly, and his heart was heavy.