Saint of the Confucian way

At the same time, the cultural platform of the Wu Temple in Fang Yunwen palace moved slightly and rushed out independently amid the clear air.

On the long-standing Xuehai Wentai, all kinds of Wenxin fish jump into the holy page like dumplings, and even extremely rare Wenxin fish appear. The old technique is repeated.

The fog butterfly originally attached to Fang Yun flapped its wings. The power of weak water and strange wind in his body seemed to be injected into the poem page endlessly. Finally, it exhausted its power, and the fog butterfly fainted powerlessly.

The inkstone turtle looked at Baoguang and salivated, but he didn't dare to move.

The ink woman looked at the poem page, full of admiration and infatuation.

This first battle poem made a huge star appear in Fang Yunwen palace, and a similar but smaller star on the side suddenly trembled slightly, forming a strange resonance. You can see that the smaller star in Wen palace suddenly became larger.

The growing star represents the Dragon Sword poem called by Jinshi. Now it is promoted to Hanlin under the influence of the second poem ancestor star, which means that this poem will also succeed in double text position war poetry. If it is used during Jinshi, it will have the power of Jinshi war poetry. If it is used during Hanlin period, it will have the power of Hanlin war poetry.

This poem has become three realms in Fang Yun's hands. Originally, it could only call out the imitation sword of a great scholar, but from today on, the imitation sword called by Fang Yun will become the imitation sword of a great Confucian like the power of noumenon.

When the poem page was about to burn to form power, Fang Yun's literary palace was slightly shaken, the light of literary courage flashed, and the endless power of literary courage poured into the poem page.

Like the iron horse glacier, it triggered a rare force of bravery. It added divine attacks to this first battle poem and had strong restraint against many enemies.

When the holy page was burning, a clear sky suddenly appeared behind Fang Yun. On the clear sky, the shadow was like a cloud and the momentum was like a tide. When you look carefully, it turned out to be an endless army of fighting souls.

The three great Confucians stared and were shocked by the vision.

Finally, war poetry took shape.

All the fighting spirits in the clear sky fell to the ground, and the ground military camp lasted hundreds of miles. All kinds of soldiers poured out from the camp, including cavalry, archers, shield spearmen, park swordsmen, heavy armor soldiers, and even scholars!

There is one scholar in every ten ordinary soldiers, and one in a hundred ordinary soldiers raises people. In this way, thousands of people have Jinshi, 10000 people have Hanlin, and 100000 have great scholars.

In the camp, there are not only people, but also various powerful organs, such as Zhuge crossbows, fire throwing stones, car collision, and so on.

In an instant, however, hundreds of thousands of troops were lined up to cope with any war. On the battlefield, the grand master general headed by Chen Bing was writing war poems to bless the hundreds of thousands of troops.

Wanmin Wentai rose quietly, and saw a whole 100000 human light and shadow flying on it, falling on everyone, making every war poetry soldier have a light layer on him.

The wumiao Wentai shines brightly on those war poetry soldiers. All war poetry soldiers will be blessed with the red river. Moreover, the powerful wumiao Wentai has become the hub of battle command. It commands the battle at the cost of consuming Fang Yun's talents. Its effect is like the great Confucian of the Terran strategist!

In the sky above the camp, the withered golden power and the power of falling stars continuously increase the power of all war poetry soldiers.

With the blessing of such a powerful force, the weakest soldier's body is also equivalent to a demon handsome!

Then, a shocking scene appeared, and 100000 troops suddenly appeared behind Fang Yun, such as the flood pouring down, such as the Yangtze river burst its banks, and rushed straight to the ancient corpse of Niuhuang in front.

However, this is not over yet, because it stimulates the power of Wenxin's old skills to repeat.

Fangyun Baili military camp is like an independent boundary, and on its right side, there is an additional Baili military camp, which seems to form a new small world.

The power in the previous war poems, and the war poems formed by the repetition of the old skills, is only reduced by 30%.

As a result, soon after the 100000 troops rushed out, the slightly weaker new 100000 troops rushed out. They were also led by military scholars and were also commanded by the Wentai of the wumiao temple.

Niuhuang's ancient corpse was extremely vigilant, but when he saw that it was just some ordinary war poetry soldiers, he seemed to have been deceived. He became angry with shame, suddenly raised his feet and fell heavily.

The white air wave swept all directions, and the treasure Pavilion thousands of feet around was within the attack range.

Everyone thought it would be the same as before. If the emperor shot, any war poetry soldiers would be destroyed in an instant. However, a strange scene appeared.

In two places, the shield soldiers in the front of the 100000 army put up big shields one after another, while the mechanism in the rear frantically attacked to weaken the air wave, and the scholars in the army also fully supported the war poetry.

The light on the Wentai of the wumiao Temple flickered, and we saw that the 200000 troops originally in the form of charge formation instantly formed a defensive circular array, condensed into a completely real military force, and a powerful battlefield military soul quietly formed.

This is not only the vitality of heaven and earth, but also a living army of 200000 people.

They have the faith of all peoples and the heart of the soul of war.

The army has a soul and is invincible!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The emperor's air wave is like a tsunami, pressing on 200000 troops.

The 100000 troops formed by the repetition of the old technique were destroyed in an instant, and only the last 10% stood alone.

The original 100000 troops were pushed back in the violent waves, and the shield soldiers died one by one, which dissipated the vitality of heaven and earth.

In the end, 10000 shield soldiers died and all the other 90000 soldiers survived!

The three great Confucians were stunned. The war poems calling for soldiers played a smaller role in the end. They were almost the main force during the low literary position, but when they reached the university or above, they could only be used to obstruct and contain.

The Confucianist's war poetry of calling soldiers can't even stop the attack of the big demon king, let alone that the other party is magnificent.

But these soldiers will block it.

Then, what surprised the three great Confucians even more happened. In the small world of military barracks in the sky, all the dead shield soldiers were resurrected again, and then fell back into the ground army array in an instant!

Until this time, the three great Confucians understood why this was the ancestor of poetry Baoguang, because there had never been such a war calling poem in the human race.

These war poetry soldiers will not only be self-contained, but also have organs and scholars. They can not only use the art of war, but also have a continuous source of energy, which has exceeded the limit of the current Terran war poetry.

"What kind of war poetry should this poem be?" Tian Songshi blurted out.

Fang Yun said: "this song" broken battle formation "should be used as a poem for military camp war! Only a real military camp can have a steady stream of strong soldiers."

Tian Songshi immediately bowed and said respectfully, "thank you for your war words."

The other two great Confucians immediately bowed down and said, "thank you for your war words."

Fang Yun nodded slightly and refused.

Then, the three great Confucians took out a holy page and used the treasure rarely used in peacetime to write this song "broken times".

Soon, a small world of barracks emerged behind each great Confucian, from which 100000 troops jumped.

Baoge was originally only a thousand feet away. Once 500000 troops came out, it became extremely crowded. Fortunately, all the arms of the barracks have been adjusted. Except for the shield soldiers, cavalry and a few other arms, it is mainly crossbow men and mechanisms that can attack from a distance.

He Mingyuan reacted the fastest, transferred his 100000 soldiers to the entrance, and let some organs and crossbow men outside the treasure Pavilion still be able to attack.

Tian Songshi was chased by the ancient corpse of infinite resurrection. Now he saw 500000 troops, laughed and said, "you have giant coffins, we have barracks!"

He Mingyuan didn't agree with Fang Yun to take treasure before, but now he is in high spirits.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "you can now free your hand to attack the power of the treasure Pavilion and obtain the treasure!"

"I promise!" the three men answered.