Saint of the Confucian way

The two green mountains are 100 feet high, and the two people on the top of the mountain are about 100 feet apart. The mountain wall is straight up and down, very steep. There is a small river flowing under the two mountain walls, and the sound of fine running water reaches Fang Yun's ears.

Fang Yun looked at Qu Han Ge on the top of the mountain ahead and thought that the terrain was really strange. The distance between them formed a clever balance. At present, it is difficult for both of them to launch a particularly effective attack.

However, once someone falls down carelessly, he must be at a disadvantage and will be hit hardest by the people on the top of the mountain.

If no one goes down the mountain all the time, the two sides will be deadlocked unless they have special means. After all, both of them are Jinshi, and their power to attack hundreds of feet away is limited and monotonous.

For Hanlin, Baizhang is a normal distance, while for a bachelor, Baizhang already belongs to close combat.

"Heaven help me too!" Qu Han Ge laughed, his face full of joy, and his victory was in hand.

Fang Yun slowly adjusted his breathing. Although the Lord of the plague was strong, his own physician power and lunar God stone completely restrained the Lord of the plague.

Qu Han Ge may not be as good as the Lord of the plague in front of him, but Fang Yun repeatedly browsed Qu Han GE's data before. His only weakness is that he is old and not suitable for a long-term civil war. In addition, he has no weakness.

Qu Han Ge not only has many first battle poems entering the three realms, but also is good at attacking the piano and defending the chess, which fits perfectly.

Fang Yun not only has no strength to restrain, but may even be restrained!

Qu Han GE's experience is too rich, and his combat experience is too rich. He has seen the nine literary battles of Fang Yun continuously, and must have found a way to restrain himself.

Even if Fang Yun had an advantage over Zhan Qu Han Ge before the war, after nine literary battles, the advantage will inevitably disappear.

At the last moment, Fang Yun was not flustered, but more calm. Qu Hange may have a strong card, or he may gain strength temporarily for this cultural war, but he is invincible if he has not been defeated!

There are enemies ahead. Kill them and defeat them. That's all!

Some things are so simple!

Failure? There's no need to think!

Fang Yun's eyes slowly brightened, shining like stars and lights, as if they were the two light sources of this heaven and earth.

Qu Han GE's muddy eyes have also become bright and bright. His body is still old, but if he only looks at his eyes, people can mistakenly think he is a young man in his early twenties.

Aware that Fang Yun's state of mind had changed, Qu Han Ge smiled coldly and said, "I'm not a talkative person, but I'll give you a chance before you fail. As long as you quit the civil war, I can declare a draw and leave a face for the empty saint! If you don't realize it, it's a good time for me to step on the Duke of the town and make a name in history!"

"If you spend your time and words on scriptures, I'm afraid you have become a Hanlin now." Fang Yun smiled.

Qu Han Ge suddenly changed color!

"You... How dare you insult me!" Qu Han Ge asked loudly.

"There's no shame, I'm just telling the truth. It's humiliating to keep talking about these things after entering the literary battlefield!" Fang Yun's tone was particularly indifferent, as if he was just talking about a very common thing.

In the process of speaking, Fang Yun, as usual, first wrote the poem calling the sword, then wrote the poem Tibetan Feng, and then prepared to call out the even poem assassin and the white horse hero. He was fully prepared without any carelessness.

Qu Han Ge narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Fang Yun like a tiger and a wolf hunting food, and said slowly, "what I said before is not to excite the generals, nor to disturb your mind, but you don't know good or bad. You regard kindness as a donkey's liver and lung. You don't know respect for the elderly and humility. I'll discipline you today!"

After Qu Hange finished, he took out the Yao Qin from the Hanhu shell and placed it on the piano rack.

This is a Hanlin Wen Baoqin. Its shape is Shennong Qin style. Its body is broad and thick. After refining into Wen Bao, its sound is like a tiger roaring.

Fang Yun observed carefully that this is the "Yiyin Qin" commonly used by Qu Han Ge, but just changed a layer of piano paint. Although it is not as good as Minglei Qin paint, its power has been greatly improved!

For a Qin Taoist in the three realms, this means that if he fights with other Jinshi ten old literati, the probability of victory will increase to 70%!

Then, Qu Han Ge took out a chessboard, threw it gently, suspended it over the lyre, and turned slowly.

The chessboard emits a faint white light, like a white jade, but the patterns in the jade are very special. The real mountain terrain and river flow direction of Qingguo appear on it, forming a natural mountain and river geographical map.

This is the specialty of Qingguo, mountain chessboard.

Fang Yun got a mountain chessboard last year, but it's just an unformed blank. It's not integrated into war poetry. It doesn't form a real cultural treasure and can't play a role. Qu Hange's chessboard has been refined into a cultural treasure.

There was nothing special about the mountain chessboard. Fang Yun then looked at the chess pot.

On both sides of the chessboard, there is a can of mahogany chessboard.

When Qu Hange took out the go Wenbao, the famous chess masters from all over the world shouted in surprise on the stage.

Their eyes did not fall on the chessboard, but on the chess pot.

"God, how could he have the legendary jiaoque Gemini?"

"Look at the chess pot carefully. On the sunspot, a Jiaolong board is on it and close your eyes. On the white son, a Firebird lies on it and wants to fly. For thousands of years, the Terran has only a dozen pairs of jiaoque Gemini, and there will never be more than eight pairs!"

"Qingguo is too cruel to use this level of Wenbao!"

"The value of the jiaoque Gemini is still on the ancient Qin painted with thunder stone paint! Fang Xusheng has fallen into the disadvantage."

"This chessboard plus jiaoque Gemini is equivalent to three cultural treasures. Plus a zither, it is equivalent to four cultural treasures, which is equivalent to one more! Fortunately, in the cultural war, a set of go cultural treasures is equivalent to two cultural treasures. If it is equivalent to one cultural treasure, the cultural war will become the world of chess scholars."

"If what I expected was right, this jiaoque Gemini should be the property of his majesty Zongsheng. It was placed in the old house of Zongsheng and baptized by the power of Zongsheng. I'm afraid it is already a cultural treasure at the level of a bachelor."

"This is the fear of chess scholars. Once the level is high, the chessboard may not be too powerful, but the flag can be replaced by two higher places. There is no doubt that this pair of jiaoque Gemini must be equivalent to two great bachelor's treasures!"

"Qingguo is shameless to win."

"Does the face matter?"

"You see, Fang Yun is still very calm. It's hard for him. When he was young, he had a country and a state on his shoulders, but finally met an enemy that is absolutely impossible to defeat. Alas..."

"But even so, Fang Xusheng still has the power of a war!"

At the same time, Qu Han Ge smiled proudly and pointed out to Fang Yun.

"The four directions above and below call the universe, and the past and the present call the universe. From the Tao, there will be good, and against the Tao, there will be evil!"

Fang Yun saw that the whole world seemed to collapse!