Saint of the Confucian way

A demon handsome said, "you killed so many blood demon barbarians. You should be rewarded for avenging our star demon barbarians. Here are ten star sands that can resist weak water or strange wind for about a day and protect yourself."

Then a subordinate of the demon handsome came with a small leather bag and respectfully put the star sand bag in front of Fang Yun.

Fang Yun still couldn't speak. He gently nodded his head, thanked him, and then looked at the star sand in the bag.

Star sand is a silver like fine particle, but brighter than silver. The starlight of a star sand can resist the weak water and strange wind for a period of time. Once the starlight disappears, it will lose its power, but it is also a rare metal.

The people at the foot of the mountain couldn't take care of their injuries and walked along the mountain road to Fang Yun.

For the rest of their lives, they looked at each other and smiled.

Jia Jing'an bowed and saluted with a seriously injured body and said, "thank you for your help."

"Thank you for saving lives!" all the people thank you together.

The big rabbit also stood upright and bowed with his two front legs.

Fang Yun wanted to say that he was in the same boat and didn't need to thank him, but he couldn't speak, so he had to smile.

People looked at each other and seemed embarrassed to speak. Li Fanming coughed and said, "when will you become a saint?"

Fang Yun smiled helplessly. He still couldn't speak now.

Li Fanming said with a smile, "look at me, I forgot. Have you solved the poison? How? Yuqing, go and have a look."

People are very curious. Fang Yun was dying yesterday. Today, he can not only detoxify, but also write war poems. It's amazing.

Xun ye, who had been hiding in other caves, came slowly and looked at Fang Yun secretly, looking uneasy.

Hua Yuqing stretched out her hand to feel Fang Yun's pulse, and then surprised and said, "the poison is completely relieved! Fang Yun, what panacea did you take? It's incredible! Even if you detoxify, I'm afraid someone else will still be unable to move. You're well. Your body is recovering rapidly. You may recover when you leave the holy ruins."

"So magical? You said on the road that he was dying of strange poison and would not jointly deceive us?" a new recruit half joked.

"It's absolutely true! Look at him. He can't speak now. I've studied medicine for many years and don't understand what's going on. Did the star demon save him?"

The crowd looked at Niushan.

Niu Shan thought that they praised themselves for taking care of Fang Yun, and immediately straightened up and became more proud.

"It seems right. Fang Yun is really lucky. It seems that there is star sand in this bag? Alas, Yuehua is different. It is the emperor of the month, detoxify it and send star sand."

Many people were surprised, but those star demons didn't understand the Terrans, and no one refuted.

Fang Yun laughed to himself. Unexpectedly, they misunderstood, so they wouldn't expose Wenqu xingzhao. It's a good thing. If the demon world knows, it will disturb the demon saint.

Han ShouLv said, "Fang Yun, can we have a look at the first battle poem?"

Fang Yun motioned Niu Shan to hand over his pen and then wrote the poem again, but it didn't consume his talent. However, his normal writing was too slow, so he had to borrow a little strength to write at a normal speed.

Han ShouLv couldn't wait to pick up the poem written by Fang Yun and read it softly: "the stiff lying lonely village doesn't mourn for itself, but still wants to guard the wheel platform for the country. Lie down at night and listen to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into a dream! Good poem! Fang Zhenguo is indeed a dragon among people. Even if he is highly poisonous, he still has high fighting spirit. If he doesn't have fighting spirit in his heart, it is impossible to write this poem."

Li Fanming frowned slightly and said: "Fang Yun, there is no problem with this poem itself. It says that you are unable to stay in bed and think about guarding the Terran frontier. Then you hear the wind and rain outside, half dreaming and half waking up, and dream that the cavalry are fighting bravely. According to my judgment of the power of this first battle poem, you can make this poem form a poetic soul. Now think about it, it's a pity. If you can write the poetic soul of this poem, the wolf is very holy The son may have a chance to escape, but the other three holy demons are absolutely impossible to escape. "

Fang Yun nodded slightly and thought that he was still too affected by his body to write the poetic soul like arrow in stone. If he could write the poetic soul, the power of the first battle poem would be stronger. If he called the saint further, he didn't know who would be close to the virtual saint.

"Has the title of this poem been chosen?" one asked.

Fang Yun thought about it. Lu You's original poem title "the great work of wind and rain on November 4" was obviously inappropriate. After thinking about it, he wrote "wind and rain dream war" on the paper, and then wrote a sentence on the paper.

"If I see the wolf Mansheng son again, I will cut him in the pen!"

"Good spirit! If you have this intention, the wind and rain dream war must write the poetic soul like the wind and rain sword poem of Jianmei Gong!"

People call it.

"If you can go further, I don't know who will be called as a virtual saint. If you have holy blood, you can directly surpass calling saint and form a holy soul. Unfortunately, the Terran has only focused on poetry in recent years, and the five realms of war poetry have not been formulated. One realm is ordinary war poetry, two realm poetry soul, three realm calling saint and four realm holy soul. So far, no one has reached the five realms. I don't know the last Terran Who can fight poetry into five realms and create a new era for the human race. "

"A great Confucian speculated that war poems can be sublimated into five realms only on the basis of the original Baoguang, and others' war poems can only be written into four realms at most."

"It's very possible. If someone really writes a poem about the five frontier war, it will certainly make an inestimable contribution to our Terran."

"Naturally, as long as one person becomes the five realms and breaks the sky barrier of the five realms, like Qin Dao, painting Dao and calligraphy, it is easier for other people of the Terran to break through the realm in war poetry. Even writing other people's war poetry may reach the five realms."

"Fang Yun, I hope you can write the first poem about the five frontier war! If you do, I will change my family immediately and worship you as a mentor!" Li Fanming smiled.

Everyone laughed.

The Jia Jing'an said, "Fang Yun, before entering the holy ruins, you taught the poem" water tune song ", which can be regarded as his puzzle solving teacher. This holy ruins is extremely dangerous. I also want to learn this handed down war poem" wind and rain dream war "as soon as possible. Can you?"

A few people look dignified. Not everyone has the mind of CI Jun. they don't mind worshiping a man whose literary position is far lower than their own as a teacher. It's nothing to go to the holy temple to learn Fang Yun's war poetry. They should learn from the sages. But as a person, it's still a little uncomfortable to say that Fang Yun is a teacher to learn war poetry at this time.

However, the most uncomfortable people in my heart are not these people, but Xun ye, who has been hiding.

Xun Ye looks at Fang Yun with mixed feelings in his heart. Unexpectedly, Fang Yun has not only detoxified, but also revived, salted fish turned over, turned waste paper into holy pages, and wrote a war poem that could almost become the soul of poetry.

If there is no resentment between the two, Xun ye will learn this war poem that can take advantage of the weak water at the first time. This is a god blocking and killing God in the holy ruins. If more than a dozen people use this first war poem together, the wolf man will not die or be disabled. Xun Ye remembers the scene of insulting Fang Yun as waste paper. His lips move, and finally he doesn't speak.

Li Fanming said, "it may take a few months for ordinary people to learn war poems, but we are one in a million, and we can learn them in a few days. However, it will take some time to give full play to the power of 100%. The key to this poem is that we can borrow the power of weak water. At that time, even if it's not raining, as long as there are swamps and rivers nearby, we can give full play to our power!"

Everyone nodded together. As long as we learn this poem and cooperate with weak water, it can be much better than other Ju people's poems. Several of them have figured it out.

Fang Yun gently nodded his head.

So nineteen people bowed together and said in unison, "students pay a visit to master Fang."

Fang Yun nodded again and recognized the 19 people. The 19 people can learn and use the first battle poem. Once Fang Yun is attacked with this poem, he will be killed by the power of the war poem.

"Goo, goo, goo..." I saw the big rabbit bowing and learning to write war poems.

Li Fanming kicked it helplessly and said, "be honest!"

The rabbit glanced at Li Fanming, jumped to Fang Yun and beat Fang Yun's legs with two claws.

"Bastard!" Li Fanming smiled helplessly.

The crowd looked at the rabbit and laughed. Xun Ye left slowly with regret. Before taking a few steps, he heard Han ShouLv's words.

"Someone doesn't know why I'm willing to show you our family's secret records of the holy ruins. I think he should know now." Han ShouLv's words are not full of schadenfreude and regret.

Jia Jing'an said, "the elder Han family gave the secret record of the holy ruins to brother ShouLv so that he could leave the holy ruins safely. If he could exchange the secret record of the holy ruins for brother ShouLv's life, the elder Han family would not hesitate to agree. It's a pity that some people ignore the most essential things for their own selfish desires. Now even if they want to learn the dream of wind and rain, they have no face to learn it."

Jia Jing'an hates Xun Ye's shamelessness that day. Fang Yun is seriously ill. He doesn't say much. Now Fang Yun is getting better, and he doesn't take it into account anymore.

Xun Ye wanted to leave secretly, but he didn't expect Jia Jing'an to humiliate himself so much. Moreover, there are 19 people here. Once they spread out, they will lose face.

Xun ye said angrily: "You are also optimistic about Fang Yun that day. You were almost poisoned by the fierce king? The holy ruins have a long time. A war poem without a poetic soul may not become a climate! Don't worry, I won't learn from the fierce king to harm Fang Yun, but I'll see when he is crazy! If Fang Yun really makes earth shaking things on the day he leaves the holy ruins, I'll apologize and admit my mistakes like Shijun."

Li Fanming said coldly, "if Fang Yun is poisoned, Shijun will never insult him like you. You deserve to mention Shijun? In addition, who says you can get out of the holy ruins? You are much more crazy than luck!"

"You..." Xun Ye wanted to scold, but he knew he was wrong. The more he said, the more he would be laughed at, so he simply brushed away.

A new comer asked softly, "what's the matter? Isn't he the one from the Xun family?"

So Li Fanming told the story in detail. Now Fang Yun is well, and he doesn't need to worry about Fang Yun's anger.

"Bastard!"

"I have seen his uncle Xun Tian Ling, who is not talented, but forty years old is just a Jinshi, but he is faithful and faithful. He has been in the two mountains for twenty years. Even the imperial examinations were involved in the two mountains. All those who came back from the two mountains praised him for his kindness and righteousness, and regretted his inborn talent. *, Xun Ye is like an insect!"