Saint of the Confucian way

The ten nation congress is extremely time-consuming, and the time is never fixed. The longest "ten thousand mile road" is full of obstacles. After ten days and nine nights, many people sleep outside literary institutes for more than ten days.

With the help of the wind in his writing, Fang Yun's sailboat was terrible fast. When Fang Yun looked back 300 miles across the bank, there was no shadow of a ship.

Fang Yun got off the boat and looked ahead. The road ahead was flat and there was nothing but reddish brown land.

Then a voice sounded in the sky.

"Supplemented by fast-moving war poetry, go forward 200 miles with all your strength."

Fang Yun's face finally changed slightly, and he understood the theme of the trip.

There are many questions that can be tested when traveling thousands of miles, but each big ratio has a certain theme. Last year's theme was "Qiao", so there were piano songs, sailing and chess. The theme of the previous year was "difficult". All kinds of strange terrain, such as swamp and snow, are common. There are all kinds of blood pools of demons, killing forests of barbarians, ice caves in Shihan ancient land, etc.

The questions in this test have been similar before, so Fang Yun guessed that the theme of this test is "fast", so there are not many obstacles, and the questions are relatively orthodox.

The voice in the literary world also spread all over the ten countries. Everyone watching the competition in front of the huge light curtain heard the third topic.

The scholars in Jingguo are almost at the same time.

Tens of thousands of students in Jingguo school palace were watching. When they heard the topic, they immediately became boiling.

"It's not fair! Fang Zhenguo just raises people, and others are Jinshi. How can they compete with Jinshi in their poems?"

"Look at Yun's face above the light curtain. I really sweat for him!"

"There is a huge gap between Ju Ren and Jinshi's literary position. Even if Fang Yun's own poems have multiple Baoguang, they can't compare with Jinshi's war poems unless they can form a poetic soul! But the poetic soul is too rare!"

"Even if you get the soul of poetry, the gap between the total amount of talent is too large. Even if it is a new Jinshi, his talent is ten times that of an ordinary person. Even if Fang Yun's talent is ten times that of an ordinary person, he is only equivalent to a new Jinshi."

"Fang Yun's advantages established in the front have completely disappeared here."

People from all over Jingguo who watched the ten countries' National Day contest scolded loudly, but they almost pointed to the nose of the person who wrote the question.

Fang Yun sighed in his heart that it was unfair to him, but fair to the whole Dabi. So far, it's no use complaining. We can only find a way to solve it.

Fang Yun thought about the poetry of the scurry war in his heart. If he made new war poetry, those powerful poems needed a high literary position to write. However, the effect of other scurry war poems might not be very good. Instead, they were not as good as the whole war poem night attack.

"The gold belt is a continuous bundle of war robes, and the horse's head is snowing over Lintao. Roll the flag, rob the demon king's account at night, and cut the barbarians indiscriminately. They are short of treasure knives."

After Fang Yun finished writing, the poem formed the original Baoguang and handed down Baoguang. Then Fang Yun wore a gold armor and rode a war horse and galloped forward at a very fast speed.

If there is an enemy in front, this first battle poem will form a big knife to kill, but there is no enemy in front, and this poem is a rare whole war poem of galloping, protecting and killing the enemy, which can concentrate forces in one place.

The "galloping" power of this first battle poem has been strengthened, the golden armor representing protection and the broadsword representing killing the enemy have disappeared rapidly, and the war horse representing galloping has become more solid and powerful.

Many Jingguo people thought Fang Yun's speed would be very slow, but when they looked carefully, they were a little relieved.

"It is worthy of being Fang Zhenguo. Since this poem has two layers of treasure light, its power should have been 50% that of Jinshi's galloping poetry, but in his hand, its speed is 70% that of Jinshi's galloping poetry. It's really amazing."

"In this way, we can rest assured that Fang Yun's speed is really not as fast as others, but he has opened a great distance before, and it is difficult for others to chase him."

"That's right. If the Jinshi in the holy courtyard can probably catch up with Fang Yun, but these Shangshe Jinshi can only catch up with Fang Yun a few miles away at most."

"The premise is that he still has enough talent. If he is not talented enough and runs out halfway, there is little possibility that our country will compete for the ninth place."

Fang Yun rode the translucent war poem war horse forward quickly, and in the eyes of the war horse, there were little stars.

The power of the king of stars increased the speed of the war horse by 40%.

Time passed slowly. A quarter of an hour later, Fang Yun's war horse disappeared, and Fang Yun wrote a new "night attack" again.

Because the light curtain was divided into several pieces, it not only showed Fang Yun, but many people didn't feel anything, but those experienced scholars were inexplicably surprised.

"That's strange! Ordinary war poems can last two hundred breaths, about a quarter of an hour. Even if he uses the power of all war poems on galloping, he can only last half an hour at most, but how can this" night attack "last a quarter of an hour?"

"It's amazing. If he is also a Jinshi, he can win the first place with his eyes closed!"

"You see, the Jinshi of those big countries are close to the storm zone."

The sky was covered with dark clouds, the wind howled and the waves surged, while dozens of ships of different sizes and shapes drove forward.

Different from Fang Yun's choice of small boats, these Shangshe Jinshi all chose larger boats in order to avoid capsizing, so that their ability to control the ships was minimized. They could only keep making strong winds and blowing sails with the brush of calligraphy.

Many people are talking with spring thunder.

"Fortunately, I didn't learn to break in with a small sailboat. If I learned from him, I would have been swept away by the wind and waves here."

"Yes, the big ship is bulky. It's inconvenient to control it by one person, but it's better than capsizing."

"I don't know what to test for the next question. I hope I can catch up with you later."

"Gentlemen of Qiguo, you had three talents of Qiguo last year, so you won our Confucius Academy. This year, all your three talents went to the holy academy, and we Confucius academy will compete for the first place!"

"Hum, that's not necessarily!" one of the scholars in Qiguo lightly hummed, and the rest of Qiguo people didn't care.

Xun li of Qingguo said loudly, "gentlemen, Qingguo was only seventh last year and won't compete for anything. But are you the top five countries willing to give the first place to Fang Yun?"

Qiguo suddenly sneered: "since you know Qingguo is only seventh, just shut up. You don't have the qualification to speak here!"

"Let? It's easy for you to say. You can let students first?"

"Fool, you think it's a child's play at such a time?"

Laughter everywhere, the people here are elites from all over the world. It is impossible to let Xun Li lead them by the nose, whether it is intelligence or pride. Some people even think Xun Li is insulting their intelligence, so they are particularly impolite.

Xun Li's cheeks flushed with anger and his heart was a little depressed. He found that Fang Yun had a certain climate and conquered students from all over the world by miracles. In the past, with his status as a member of the Xun family, no one would laugh at him in public because of Fang Yun.

Xunli was controlling his sailboat and looking ahead. He didn't know what was brewing in his heart.

Fang Yun continues to use fast walking and poetry to move forward. The journey of 200 miles is enough to exhaust the talent of ordinary people. However, Fang Yun has the supreme literary heart. Now he is only three times senior. His talent is three times that of ordinary people and can be maintained.

The land had always been reddish brown. Fang Yun suddenly found a line of pure black fertile soil floating ahead and knew that he was about to complete the 200 mile test.

Fang Yun looked back and saw that there were twelve white figures galloping in a very far place. The speed of the twelve shangshejinshi was faster than Fang Yun.

Even Yan Yukong, the first person to raise the army before, was left far behind by those Shangshe Jinshi.

At this moment, the people watching Dabi in Jingguo began to wave flags and shout loudly for Fang Yun, but other countries are cheering for their Jinshi.

The people behind were getting closer and closer, but Fang Yun was still better at the last. He arrived at the junction of reddish brown soil and black soil ahead of time and took the lead in completing the third problem.

Fang Yun looked back and found that the fastest person was five miles away. He was relieved that if he was overtaken by the people behind him, no matter how excellent his performance was in front of and after, he could not get the ten chips of traveling ten thousand miles.

However, this means that he and the twelve best Jinshi in the ten countries are once again on the same starting line. If the Jinshi occupies an absolute advantage in the fourth test question, his chance of getting ten chips is very slim.

Fang Yun was thinking, and a voice sounded in the sky.

"The first person to arrive in the black earth in each school palace can write poems and poems about the mountains, and get the power to turn emptiness into reality to form a real mountain ahead. The disciples of each school palace must climb and climb the ten mountains created by other school palaces without crossing the mountains created by their own people."

After hearing this, Fang Yun was both happy and sad. What he liked was that the last fourth question was still poetry, which was good for him. But the worry is that he is a person, and his talent is not as good as those Jinshi after all. The so-called turning emptiness into reality is equivalent to using a holy page, because the holy page can not only enhance war poetry, but also turn emptiness into reality.

Fang Yun took a deep breath and depressed his upset mood.

"This is obviously a rare 'poem to block the enemy', but because it does not belong to war poetry, it can only be formed outside the literary world by using the holy page to turn the emptiness into reality. When it comes to chanting mountains to block the enemy, the first thought is naturally the song" difficult roads in Shu " , once this poem is published, even the great Confucianism or the great demon king will lose the ability to fly and can only climb honestly. However, I am only a person with limited talent. If I dare to write "difficult roads in Shu", I will be drained of talent even if I write only a few words. If I don't write "difficult roads in Shu", which famous article should I write? "

"Du Fu's" looking at the mountains "? No, Mount Tai is the first of the five mountains. Mount Tai in Shengyuan continent is loved by Kong Sheng and closed by Qin Shihuang, just like the first of the mountains. If I use Mount Tai to stop the enemy, at least it must be the Imperial forest."

"Bai Juyi's title to Tianzhu peak is also a masterpiece of chanting mountains, but it is too magical. It can only be used to stop the enemy at least until the Jinshi. We should find some simple poems, but we must have a strong ability to stop the enemy."

Fang Yun is thinking that scholars from various countries are coming one after another.

Among the twelve scholars, there were no people from the three academies of king, Shen and Gu. The other eight academies were all there, including Xun Li.

Xun Li is a collateral child of the Yasheng aristocratic family. Although he has a narrow mind, his talent and learning are not far from the top scholars in the academic palaces of various countries. He can enter the holy academy next year.

Looking at Fang Yun in front of him, Xun Li showed a satisfied smile on his face.