Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun's mind is constantly gathering on the Wentai, but he has been fighting and observing the battlefield.

"Where the body is, there is righteousness! My blood turns blue, and all my longevity changes the righteousness of heaven and earth!" a loud voice sounded. Du Ling vomited blood. He fused the talent ancient sword bred in his bravery with the righteousness of heaven and earth brought by bixuedanxin, smiled and controlled the sword to kill the demon man.

Du Ling was only a Jinshi, and it was not long before he was pregnant with the sword. His strength was far less than those of the old Hanlin. Therefore, he did not choose to kill the powerful demon king manwang, but controlled the talent ancient sword to kill the demon princes manhou.

At the beginning, the ancient sword took the righteousness of heaven and earth to kill the demon Hou manhou, such as the local chicken and tile dog, but in an instant, eleven were killed.

At the last moment, Du Ling's ancient sword flew to the side of a man king, burst and caught the man King unprepared.

Then, the real dragon ancient sword attacked and cut the man king under the sword.

Du Ling turned his head and smiled. His eyes crossed the chaotic battlefield and fell on Fang Yun's face.

Fang Yun saw that Du Ling's body slowly changed from bottom to top into a faint light and dissipated.

Du Ling smiled and said something, but the battlefield roared. The two sides were dozens of feet apart. Fang Yun couldn't hear what he was saying. However, Fang Yun knew lip language.

"I not only don't want the demon man to see my tears, but also want to kill them with a smile! I tried my best. Please remember the agreement, tell Fang Xusheng, and ask him to make a war poem that can enhance his blood and heart, just to make the brilliance of our grey robes more brilliant!"

When Du Ling finished, the light dissipated, and the gray robe fell to the ground, and no one reached out to catch it.

The other four grey robes with Du Ling had sacrificed their lives and were killed in battle.

Fang Yun instinctively stretched out his hand to catch Du Ling's grey robe, but it was too far away.

The imitation sword of the real dragon ancient sword passed by, rolled up Du Ling's grey robe and flew to Fang Yun.

Like other grey robes, Fang Yun carefully folded Du Ling's grey robes and swallowed them into the seashells. Then he calmly looked at the endless demon man in front and showed a faint smile.

In the literary palace, Fang Yun's mind has tried 17 kinds of literary platforms, and there are only 17 kinds of literary platforms that can enhance poetry.

All failed.

Fang Yun's mind sat in the Wen palace. The blood color in his eyes gradually faded and his eyes became clear.

"Now that the seventeen roads have come to an end, I will open them up. At the same time, all the stars in the dome of Wen palace will fall down, including the fragment of Wen Qu star in the middle!

Talent rushes up against the trend, and the stars in the Wen palace pour upward. The two forces collide to form a terrible shock wave, and even fly out of Fang Yun's body through Fang Yun's Wen palace.

On the battlefield, all the scholars and demons who can mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth instinctively look at Fang Yun, because they all feel that the location of Fang Yun seems to become the center of the vitality of heaven and earth in liangjieshan. With him as the center, a circular force instantly spreads in all directions.

This power is not strong, but if the vitality of heaven and earth is compared to the string, then this power is the finger that moves the string.

Heaven and earth are the harp, and the vitality is the string, which can be played.

The vast breath came from Fang Yun. It seemed to cover the rising sun of the human race and suppress the blood moon of the demon race. All the demons were shocked. Even the emperor of the three headed ancestral gods who were far behind showed vigilance. The peak demon kings who were preparing to charge didn't know what had changed and didn't dare to move.

The sound of breaking silk and brocade resounded through the two boundary mountains, as if there were an invisible giant hand tearing the world.

A brand-new literary platform emerged above Fang Yun's head. Like most literary platforms, this literary platform is cyan, about a foot high, and is a trapezoidal platform with a wide bottom and a narrow top.

On the front of this writing platform, two words are engraved in oracle bone inscriptions.

Xuehai.

Xuehai Wentai!

Above the Wentai, there is a miniature ocean, in which countless Wenxin fish roam.

On the side of Xuehai Wentai is Wanmin Wentai.

Fang Yun glanced at the beings in front, like a high emperor, with an elusive smile, holding a great Confucian literary treasure, opened a heavenly pen and wrote war poems on the holy page.

The ink woman holds the pen, the inkstone turtle offers the pool, the pen is heavy, the ink is thick, and the words are gold on paper. Everyone's eyes are attracted by Fang Yun's writing, as if Fang Yun's paper and pen can give birth to spiritual objects between heaven and earth.

At the top of the holy page, Fang Yun wrote a poem "chanting the Qin people", which he wrote in those years.

When the new wind blows through the Qin Dynasty,

Iron clothes reflect the snow, and the night is colder.

Swallow the achievements of the six countries,

Dead lying in the mountains and rivers of Beijiang town!

This is a war poem praising the people of the human race.

A poem was finished, but Fang Yun did not stop writing and continued to write the second Jinshi protection war poem "Yumen pass".

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds,

A lonely city, ten thousand mountains,

Why should Qiang flute complain about willows,

The spring breeze does not pass the jade gate.

Similarly, Fang Yun continued to write a Hanlin war poem "broken Loulan".

Changyun dark snow mountain in Qinghai,

The lonely city looks at the Yumen pass in the distance.

Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundred battles,

If you don't break the Loulan, you won't pay it back!

Fang Yun is now a bachelor, so he wrote the fourth university scholar war poem, Li Guangsong, at the bottom of the holy page.

the moon of Qin shines yet over the passes of Han,

The people on the long march have not returned.

But make the Dragon City Flying in,

Don't teach Hu Ma to spend Yin Mountain.

Original Baoguang.

The first Baoguang.

Calligraphy Baoguang, ink female Baoguang, inkstone turtle Baoguang, holy page Baoguang, Wenbao pen Baoguang

And, heirloom!

This ancient poem, known as the first of the seven wonders in ancient China, appears on the holy page.

However, the emergence of Baoguang is not over.

Even shibaoguang appeared, and as soon as it appeared, it was four floors!

Only when the position of each poem presents a progressive relationship, and the position of each poem is higher than that of one, can there be Baoguang of quadruple continuous poetry.

The rare degree of shibaoguang is the same as that of the handed down Baoguang. All the people nearby were stunned.

Cijun was so excited that he blushed and couldn't help shouting, "I didn't think I could see with my own eyes that the handed down Baoguang and the quadruple poetry Baoguang co-exist! Unprecedented, unprecedented! Zhang Longxiang is definitely the first person in history."

Wei Huangan blinked and said, "I thought I was a genius. I didn't meet an enemy. As a result, Fang Xusheng beat me hard. Now, there is another Bachelor of Arts! I want to die!"

Even Chen Ben, the great scholar guarding the boundary at the head of the town, couldn't help muttering: "this poem, horizontal Jue Liuhe, sweeps the air forever!"

But Shijun whispered, "if what I expected is good, there is a new Baoguang."

"It's impossible. The treasure light has been exhausted. If there is another treasure light, I......" Zijun's voice suddenly stopped, and then stared at the holy page in front of Fang Yun.

The last layer of light covers the holy page.

No one has heard of this kind of treasure light, which is also the first time in the history of the Terran. However, after seeing it, the name of this treasure light automatically comes to everyone's mind.

Tongyun Baoguang!

Everyone suddenly realized that these four poems all rhyme with Han Shan!

Some scholars trembled with excitement. They didn't expect to see the birth of a new treasure light of the Terran here.

"Die without regret..."

Some scholars who like poetry burst into tears.

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