Saint of the Confucian way

Hunting island is a very strange existence.

The whole wasteland is a continent surrounded by the ocean, and only hunting island is the only island.

There is no life in the sea of the barren city and ancient land. Everyone who leaves the mainland to explore far away, whether it is a great Confucian, a great demon king or a semi holy separation, has gone into the sea without any news.

Over time, no one explored the ocean.

Due to the particularity of hunting ground Island, the demon man outside the island cannot enter from other places, and the demon man inside the island cannot leave, so it has become an important base for Terran research on demon man.

Fang Yun looked at the thick lead clouds in the sky and felt uneasy, but he didn't know where the uneasiness came from.

"This hunting ground has been controlled by the Terran for many years and nothing will happen. I'm afraid it's because the strength of various countries is too strong. Among the ten middle-aged Jinshi in Jia country just now, there are three bloody people. I can't be wrong. They kill too many demons. It's like being immersed in demon blood for decades. There is a faint smell of blood and blood in their body. One of them, I'm afraid it's the famous Lei gravel of Lei family, who has great strength I'm afraid it's no worse than me. "

Lei Shi was originally one of the top Jinshi in those years. Because he was punished as a wasteland, he honed his position as a Jinshi for more than 20 years and fought for more than 20 years. His strength is absolutely stronger than that of ordinary Hanlin. More than 20 years of life and death experience can never be inferior to the Fang Yun of Cheng Jinshi in less than two months.

Human talent is important, but efforts in the right direction never lose to talent!

If you try and fail, it's not the wrong effort, but the wrong direction.

The Terran has a "sacred road directionality". Some people believe that people's achievement mainly depends on whether they find the right direction and adhere to it, not on talent or effort.

Li Wenying is one of them. He once said that his most difficult moment is not to lose talent, not to look up to the back of genius, but to find the direction of efforts!

Li Wenying didn't even know his training direction at that time, but later he figured it out. He majored in Confucianism and Taoism, minor in military Taoism, and specialized in relevant knowledge. However, Li Wenying did not succeed immediately, but honed for several years before he became a blockbuster in the palace examination and became the current Jianmei male.

Fang Yun slowly took a deep breath, calmed his mood, walked out with the people, and thought while walking.

"Sure enough, as the" spring hunting class "said, the ancient wasteland is" heavier "than Shengyuan. In fact, the gravity is strong, almost four times that of Shengyuan, and the gravity of the demon world is about three times that of Shengyuan. This degree of gravity change is a burden for ordinary Jinshi, but it is nothing to me. The air here has some peculiar smell and is extremely light The micro toxin has no effect on me. After all, I ate a fake dragon ball and a real dragon ball a few days ago. "

Longzhu's strong power greatly enhanced his ability to control water, but it had no impact on his talent and literary position.

Fang Yun's current physical strength is comparable to that of the demon generals of the Jiaolong family. Of course, the protection ability of scales cannot be taken into account. Fang Yun's skin is no stronger than Dragon scales.

When walking, all Jinshi began to exercise and adapt as soon as possible. If they didn't meet others next, they would immediately warm up with a set of Military Boxing.

Fang Yun followed the crowd out of the incomplete hall, stepped on the ancient steps and saw many people standing in front.

There are Jinshi from various countries who come to participate in spring hunting, and some people who wear the clothes of ancient places in barren cities.

Fang Yun only made a rough sweep and found that the people wearing the ancient costume of the wasteland city were somewhat different. They were shorter than ordinary people, and their skin was whiter, but very rough‘ The "spring hunting class" didn't talk about the reasons for the changes of Terrans in the ancient wasteland, but Fang Yun immediately understood that with the high gravity, the bone density of these people may be higher, and the smaller the body, the more suitable for this environment.

The skin is white because there is no sunshine all year round, and rough because the air and environment here are actually very bad. Once out of the wasteland, ordinary people can't survive for a long time.

However, Fang Yun didn't understand. There seemed to be a lot of people ahead, more than 10000. It is reasonable that there were at most dozens of ancient scholars who came to meet him.

Not only Fang Yun was confused, but many people in Jingguo were also confused.

At the moment of Fang Yun's appearance, a large number of ancient scholars were happy, and a few were even ecstatic with fanaticism in their eyes.

This is not Shengyuan!

In the barren city and ancient land, the Terran has only one idea to kill the demon man!

You can't let the demon man gain more advantages. You must fight for the Terran.

They don't care about any rich family, who has made great contributions to the Terran and whose strength can help them, they will support whoever.

There is no doubt that Fang Yun's war poems, courage refining poems and various visions related to him have greatly helped ancient scholars!

It's not too much to say it's half a lifesaver.

"I've seen Fang Xusheng!" tens of thousands of people bowed in unison.

People in Jingguo suddenly realized that no wonder there are so many ancient scholars here. It turned out that they came for Fang Yun.

At the same time, the Jinshi of Jia appeared in the broken hall and just heard tens of thousands of people greeting in unison.

Other Jia people smiled and were happy for Fang Yun, but the five Jinshi of the Lei family looked unhappy.

A young Jinshi looked at Fang Yun's back and the lead clouds over the ancient wasteland, showing a look of resentment. He is the nephew of Lei Yue, the former owner of the Lei family. He admires Lei Yue very much at ordinary times, but he didn't expect Lei Yue to give up the position of home owner for Fang Yun and spend the rest of his life in the wasteland soon.

One of the most outstanding Confucians of the Lei family has ruined his future.

Fang Yun didn't expect that even the ancient scholars treated themselves so grandly. He was stunned for a moment and returned the gift immediately.

If Fang Yun had come to the ancient wasteland to do something else, those scholars would have been unable to resist rushing up, but they would soon hold a Jinshi spring hunt to decide the number of Jinshi from ten countries to enter the holy academy and the number of times to enter the imperial forest hall. No one dared to make a second, so they had to bear it.

After the Jinshi of the Ten Kingdoms arrived in Qi, the great Confucian who presided over the deserted city led the people to sit in the Jiao carriage, left the 100th deserted city and set out for the Jinshi hunting ground.

There are too many barren cities and ancient lands, so the Terrans use the simplest numbers to name them.

Just outside the walls of the barren City, Fang Yun felt that the air had changed and his nose was a little hot, but this strange thing was fleeting. There was no problem breathing again except a little peculiar smell.

On the other hand, except for the middle-aged Jinshi, there was no change. All the other Jinshi coughed gently, and several of them coughed especially seriously.

Fang Yun looked at the three Jinshi with particularly serious cough and sighed in his heart. The spring hunting teacher said that these three people were not suitable for the ancient environment, and their strength would be only half! Just like acclimatization, taking medicine is useless. These people only need a month to adapt, but spring hunting only takes three days.

Many Jingguo people's complexion became ugly. Unexpectedly, spring hunting had not started yet, so did their own side.

Ma chaoming, a poetry maniac, smiled and said, "this year's Jinshi is good. In the batch five years ago, five people were not feeling well. Well, look at the wenbang. Ding Bang has changed."

Fang Yun holds the official seal and enters the list.

Ding bang of wenbang originally had his poems and essays with others, but now it has been changed to the name of ten countries, and there is a "zero" behind each country.