Saint of the Confucian way

As long as Li Yuncong gives an order, these armour oxen will rush up. These armour oxen are empty, but because they are composed of vitality, their strength is three times stronger than ordinary armour oxen!

When Li Yuncong used the painting of running cattle, Fang Yun took out the holy page given to him by county magistrate Cai, put it on the plate clothes tray, dipped in a little dragon blood ink, closed his eyes, and countless poems twinkled in his mind.

There are too many poems, but not many war poems. Even if there are, it is either difficult to kill the demon turtle, or Fang Yun is not talented enough to write it.

Finally, Fang Yun thought of a poem about killing the enemy.

At this time, the people in front of Fang Yun looked ahead, while the people behind him were blocked by the broken tree, and the people closest to him could not see.

Fang Yun opened his eyes and was about to write when he saw Nu suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood at the tip of the Dang demon pen. The fragrant blood and ink were integrated. Fang Yun glanced at Nu nu. Nu Nu's eyes were dim and jumped onto the backpack behind Fang Yun.

Fang Yun took a deep breath and wrote poetry.

"The forest is dark and the grass is windy."

Layer after layer of treasure light immediately appeared on the paper.

Fang Yun is now influenced by the five times of blue blood and Dan Xin. He gets 50% of the treasure light. With a Dang demon pen, he gets another 10% of the treasure light.

Dragon blood ink increased by 30% Baoguang, but Baoguang was still increasing, and soon reached 90% of a layer, a full layer of Baoguang more than normal. Fang Yunxin knew that there was no power other than slave blood.

Then, 90% of the Baoguang in one floor suddenly doubled to 80% of the Baoguang in three floors, and then another Baoguang was added, a full 40% of the Baoguang in four floors.

Holy pages have the power to multiply!

Holy page is invalid for other Baoguang, but it can double the power of war poetry itself and pen and ink!

The person who originally protected Fang Yun in front felt that the back was shining. Subconsciously, he looked back, and the nearly five layers of treasure light covered the holy page!

This means that no matter what poems Fang Yun wrote, they are now nearly five times powerful!

"How can there be so many treasure lights?" Lu Yu was a teenager after all. He couldn't help shouting. Even those who didn't look back looked back. He looked at Fang Yun and continued to write. The demon turtle roared. The fake dragon ball was suspended on its head. Then a huge flood poured out of the fake dragon ball, scattered the cattle and rushed to Fang Yun.

Seeing the flood coming, seven huge waves appeared before the flood, firmly blocking the flood.

"Not in the stone edge!"

After Fang Yun wrote the last sentence, there was a layer of poetic soul treasure light and a layer of handed down treasure light on the holy page.

Eight layers of Baoguang cover the holy page.

Fang Yun raised his head and looked at the demon turtle with his eyes like a sword.