Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun immediately arched his hands to the crowd and said, "this snake demon is a star demon man. Unlike the blood demon man, it doesn't kill people, even the enemy of the blood demon man. So I hope you can treat Xiaoqing well."

"Since it was Fang Ju's voice, we should obey our orders." President Yan hesitated when he spoke.

"President Xie Yan, thank you for your literary friends! I dressed up and went to nanruolin and Hangzhou city." Fang Yun said, went back to his room, dressed, cleaned up briefly, and put some necessities into the drinking River shell.

The light rain stopped last night, and today's sky is particularly blue.

Fang Yun walked out of the yard and found Cui Yingying standing at the door next door, looking at himself with deep resentment in his eyes.

Fang Yun gently nodded his head, walked in the direction of the main gate, passed through a round arch and came to the main gate courtyard. Fang Yun stopped and looked puzzled at the officers and soldiers and scholars in front.

More than 50 people were dressed for travel, carrying bags and weapons, arranged neatly, accounting for more than half of the soldiers yesterday.

Dean Yan didn't take anything.

Fang Yun saw Yan smiling at himself and asked, "where are you going?"

Dean Yan said, "naturally, I went to Hangzhou city with you. Nanruolin is very dangerous. It's almost impossible for you to pass on the road alone. Anyway, you saved our lives. If someone didn't need to protect the Academy, the rest of us would go with you. Nearly half of the people accompanying you are elite sergeants in the capital, which is very helpful for you to pass nanruolin."

Fang Yun was grateful and said to those humanitarians, "thank you."

A scholar soldier in armor smiled and said, "it's our duty to escort the Terran genius through the difficulties. Don't be polite."

"OK! Give me your luggage, which can be put into my drinking seashells to save strength." Fang Yun said.

The people put their backpacks in front of Fang Yun. Fang Yun took the drink Jiangbei into his talent, and immediately formed a huge suction to collect all his luggage.

Dean Yan said, "since you have Jiangbei to drink, you might as well install more arrows. That thing consumes the fastest."

Fang Yun said, "can you carry fire oil or burning things?"

Dean Yan said, "Mingli academy is one of the strongholds of the frontier army because it is close to the border. It often meets small groups of demons and barbarians, so there is an armory here for resisting demons and barbarians. You can choose at will, and the frontier army will supplement it at that time. Go, I'll take you."

"OK, thank you."

Fang Yun went into the armory with director Yan, selected the bow, arrow, oilcloth, fire oil and other things, and then came to the main courtyard. He was about to lead the people away. A voice sounded loudly.

"What's the matter? You sergeants should send our master's coffin for burial. You don't care if the master's bones are not cold? Although our master is gone, he used to be a dignified right-hand minister!"

The scholar soldier captain smiled and said, "Mrs. Cui, we have left six soldiers, enough to send Cui Xiangye's body to his hometown for burial."

"Nonsense! Our master is going to be buried in a magnificent funeral. What's wrong with only six soldiers? I don't know. I thought our Cui family offended the monarch! Stop now, or let the military department send you to the frontier to die."

The smile on the scholar soldier's face disappeared and said, "we're going to nanruolin, which is a hundred times more dangerous than the frontier."

"You..."

A child soldier said impatiently, "what are you? You clearly agreed to marry your daughter to anyone who lifted the siege of the Academy. As soon as you saw that it was Fang Ju, you wouldn't mention it at all! We didn't let you threaten our stability in exchange for our lives! Fang Ju was tolerant. If you were other Ju, you would have smoked your big ears long ago to let you know what ethics is!"

"You..."

Mrs. Cui suddenly changed color and was about to scold. A soldier nearby suddenly raised his hand to attack Mrs. Cui. She was so frightened that Mrs. Cui immediately shut up.

"Ha ha..." those veteran Youzi laughed and followed Fang Yun out.

Those scholars glanced at Mrs. Cui disdainfully.

There are many students of the Academy. They seem to be very rude, but Dean Yan nods with a smile. These scholars are not only willing to follow Fang Yun to death, but also don't care about the power of the Cui family. They all have the character of scholars and the hope of the human race.

"Move forward quickly!" Fang Yun said and issued orders one after another.

Those veterans secretly smacked their tongue. Fang Yun's orders were methodical. He was like a man who became a general step by step from a small soldier. He was very old.

Everyone strode south in the direction of Ruolin, the dust was light, and the armor sounded slightly.

Before coming, Fang Yun's plan had been outlined. When walking fast on the road, Fang Yun thought about the specific details.

Fang Yun has judged that since the tree demon grandma needs the power of Yueshu Ganoderma lucidum, she will intercept herself at all costs. She will have a war with the tree demon grandma, but how to fight has become a problem.

Fang Yun is very confident that he can hunt ordinary demon handsome, but the tree demon grandma is different and can't even reach its hundred feet.

In front, there are rolling mountains, with dense forests among the mountains. Walking along the woods, you can directly reach Hangzhou city.

Near nanruolin, while Fang Yun was walking fast, his mind entered the river shell to check his cultural treasure.

In the holy ruins, Fang Yun got many cultural treasures. He chose some Jinshi cultural treasures and several practical Ju Ren cultural treasures to stay in them as his life-saving things, and the rest were placed in the holy courtyard.

In addition, the four treasures of the study can enhance the power of war poetry, especially the holy page, which can not only enhance the power of poetry, but also turn emptiness into reality.

However, Fang Yun found that some too powerful items such as mysterious small stones, Longxi stone carvings and holy blood in the world of strange books were wrapped by invisible forces. He could only feel them, but could not use them.

After taking a few more steps, Fang Yun suddenly smiled in surprise, then looked along his collar and patted his chest.

Fog butterfly is waking up!

Fog butterfly can control strange wind and weak water, and this fog butterfly absorbs the cold in the comet corridor and grasps the power of frost at the same time.

Although Fang Yun doesn't know when the fog butterfly will wake up, he is more stable in his heart. Not to mention that the fog butterfly itself has strong power, and not to mention that "the iron horse glacier dreams" can borrow the power of weak water. The combination of fog butterfly and Wen Baoqin alone is enough to sweep away countless demon soldiers.

Fog butterfly is a sacred object that everyone in Qin Taoist school dreams of.

At a distance of 100 feet from nanruolin, Fang Yun stopped, and the others stopped and looked at nanruolin in front.

Nanruolin is a mysterious and famous death place. Few Terrans are willing to enter it.

There was originally a nanruo Academy in nanruo forest, but it was later occupied by demon barbarians and finally forgotten by everyone.

The trees here are taller and stronger than those elsewhere, but different from normal trees, the bark of all trees here is black, like coal, and the leaves are gray white, which is very strange.

The whole nanruo forest is covered with such trees. Fang Yun has an instinctive disgust when he sees it.

Fang Yun felt something peeping at him and looked around. There was nothing. He immediately realized that the tree demon grandmother had found herself, and all the trees were his ears and eyes.

Fang Yun's eyes flashed a strange light and said, "move on, get ready, be careful of the demon family's sneak attack!"

Later, Fang Yun took out a thousand mile mirror made by the Mohist school. Although the technology of the thousand mile mirror is not comparable to that of later military telescopes, it has excellent effect because it was made by a famous Mohist craftsman.

It was extremely quiet all the way.

There was no demon raid, no insects and birds, no wind and grass. Even the footsteps of people stepping on the ground were absorbed by strange weeds, and there was almost no sound when walking.

Dead silence.

They walked quickly. After going deep into nanruolin, most of the sun was blocked by the canopy above, and the forest was very dim.

The whole world seems to be only black and gray.

One hour, two hours, three hours

Not to mention the young students in the Academy, even those veterans are on the verge of explosion.

"Damn it, I've never wanted to have a big fight with a demon like today. Hold your breath!" a child veteran scolded.

The scholar soldier didn't stop drinking when he shouldn't have spoken in the hurry army.

With the beginning, the rest of the people vented their resentment.

"I can't help it. Nanruolin is too evil!"

"No wonder it's bad to encircle and suppress the tree demon grandma for many times. It turns out that the morale of the tree demon grandma is over before you see it."

……

When everyone had enough to vent, Fang Yun said, "make a fire and cook on the spot and eat some hot food."

When Fang Yun spoke, he used the power of the courage of the two worlds, and the oppression in everyone's heart was cleared by the power of the courage.

Suddenly, the roar of the tiger demon came from the front.

Fang Yun was stunned and immediately said, "what a vicious tree demon grandma! If we don't come early or late, we will appear at this time! As long as we make a fire to cook, the demon will attack. Even, they may not give us a chance to rest!"

At first, people thought it was nothing. Hot food and dry food were almost the same, but they didn't let people rest. This problem was big.

These people didn't get the strength of "Zhuang Xing poetry" before they went out, and Fang Yun only raised people, and they can't learn Zhuang Xing poetry that only scholars can learn. Without Zhuang Xing poetry, the physical quality of soldiers can't be greatly improved. If they walk fast for a whole day, their strength will decrease by at least 10%.

The most fatal thing is that it takes two days and one night to get out of nanruolin. If you can't sleep tonight, Fang Yun doesn't matter. Those scholars can hold on, but the strength of children and ordinary soldiers will be less than half of the original.

"What shall we do?"

Fang Yun said, "I'll give you food and walk while eating. Maybe I'll find a way when I get to nanruo college."

Fang Yun hopes that old man Shushan will show mercy and don't lose the scholar Yan Chixia. Otherwise, his chance to get out of nanruolin is almost zero.

The people continued on their way, and all the demons left.

When the sun was about to set, the woods in front were sparse. They saw a broken academy, and a scholar in white robe and sword suit was reciting the book of songs loudly.

"... Shuo Shuo, Shuo Shuo, don't eat my wheat..."

Fang Yun, who has been tired for a day, rarely smiles. This is Yan Chixia. Because she has a fast moving imperial treasure, she can come and go freely in nanruolin. Even the tree demon grandma can't help him.