The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1123 The Second Fool in Xuehai

There was silence in the venue for the battle for the head of the country. No one expected that Xi Yunxiao, the half-sage of the Shi family, would die at this time.

At this moment, the wolf barbarians are invading, and the demon world is constantly increasing its troops outside the Two Realms Mountains. The scale is close to half of what it was before the first war between the two realms mountains, and the nine great saints are heading to the demon world.

At this moment, the death of Xi Yunxiao Saint has a fatal blow to the morale of the human race.

Xi Yunxiao is one of the pillars of the human race and one of the Four Saints of the previous generation. He is older than Chen Guanhai. He is also the person who contributed the most to the first battle between the two realms. He can be called the pinnacle of the human race.

Xi Yunxiao was also a Semi-Saint of the Historian family, with extremely mysterious powers. It was said that he could go back in time and could live for at least ten more years. Today's sudden death of the saint cast a shadow in the hearts of many people.

Fang Yun frowned.

Now is a great time for Wenqu Xing to descend from the sky. Even Chen Sheng's injury has improved slightly. Xi Yunxiao should have been able to extend his life, but it is unbelievable that Sheng died at this time.

Xi Yunxiao is proficient in the power of the historian and has developed the power of the Holy Way of "Sharpening the Spring and Autumn Period". Once he is fatally attacked, he will go back in time and completely resolve it.

The news of Xi Yunxiao's death was too unexpected. After the vision disappeared, everyone at the scene of the fight for the country's leadership fell silent and it was unbearable.

After a long time, Yan Yukong stood on the lotus leaf and said: "When I was practicing with my teacher, I once saw Xi Sheng in person, looking up at the mountain. Every time I thought about it, I was even more awe-struck. I never thought that Xi Sheng would pass away today. It’s depressing.”

Conte said: "The saints of our human race are different from the demons and barbarians. Our life span is limited, but as long as the human race is immortal and the life of heaven lasts forever, we should congratulate Saint Xi for turning human into heaven and having eternal life."

"Yes, yes... I should wish the Holy Emperor a long life."

The atmosphere in the lotus pond was originally very solemn, like a wet towel on the face, making it difficult to breathe, but now it has relaxed slightly.

Fang Yun sighed secretly in his heart, even though he said so, from now on, heaven and man will be separated forever, and there will be another semi-sage missing in the world.

Not long after, the great Confucian by the lotus pond said: "The death of Saint Xi, the whole world is sad, but the fight for the head of the country cannot be neglected. You will join me in mourning for a hundred breaths of silence, mourning Saint Xi."

Everyone lowered their heads together and began to observe silence.

When the time came, the great scholar spoke, and everyone raised their heads.

"With the death of Xi Sheng, his talents will feed back the heaven and earth. The human race will surely become stronger. This is the prosperity of our race. In any case, the battle for the head of the country will continue as usual. The rules of the lotus pond in the first battle for the head of the country must have been known to all of you. Understand. The winner wins and the loser loses when he makes a decision. So, now you start to make a decision, and in a quarter of an hour, you will start to make a decision officially!"

As soon as the great scholar finished speaking, a small table appeared on everyone's lotus leaf, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones placed on the table.

Everyone put aside the sorrow of Xi Sheng's death, calmed down their minds, and thought about their ambitions.

The influence of Xi Shengsheng's death was so great that it took a while for everyone to get rid of it completely.

Many people lightly shake their literary courage and clear away the noise in their minds. Now they should concentrate on watching the battle for the head of the country and pay homage to the emperor.

After a while, Zeng Nianhai smiled and said: "You are all scholars, so please don't kill me."

Everyone smiled, even the people in the stands found it interesting.

Mo Shan smiled and said: "I think we might as well help Fang Xusheng and make him the first six-song talent in the human race."

"Eh? I forgot such an important thing. What do you say?" Yan Yukong asked.

"Everything else can be given. If we give in today, not to mention us being infamy, even Fang Xusheng will be tainted for the rest of his life."

Fang Yun smiled and said: "This is just a joke, please don't take it seriously."

Sun Naiyong suddenly snorted and said: "When Zong Qingjue, the second fool in Xuehai, was in Xuehai, he said that you had absolutely no hope of competing for the head of the country. Now he should be sitting there. Fang Yun, you must not underestimate the enemy. You can not He has the reputation of being a talented scholar, but he must not be looked down upon by Xue Hai’s three idiots!”

Sun Naiyong was from a military family, and his military tactics were treacherous and changeable, but he had the most straightforward temper.

"Among the three idiots in Xuehai, except for Remo, who was promoted to bachelor in his early years, the second idiot Zong Qingjue and the third idiot Gu Yuan were promoted to bachelor with the help of the power of Wenqu Xingtian. Remo's literary courage is cracked, and the other two are not enough. fear."

The three Lemo behaved abominably in the academy, which offended many scholars. Therefore, even if the three of them were bachelors, many people would call them three idiots without politeness.

"Look, the stands where the Zong family and the Lei family are are in chaos."

Fang Yun turned around and saw some people in the Qingguo and Jiaguo stands glaring at him, some even pointing, while the rest of the spectators suppressed their laughter.

People outside can hear the conversations of these champions, but Fang Yun and other champions cannot hear what outsiders say.

"Xia Chong is just talking about ice." Fang Yun said.

"Haha, those people are even more angry."

"Okay, get ready to write down your words of determination. If Fang Xusheng fails to win the title of the country, Zong Lei and his family will probably use all their means to smear his name."

The lotus pond returned to calm.

In the clear water, more than a dozen white-robed champions stood on the green lotus leaves, holding brushes and spreading rice paper, just like the beautiful scenery in a painting.

"Please all the top scholars please write."

The old scholar's voice sounded.

I saw more than ten champions dipping their brushes in thick ink, brewing for a while, and slowly writing stroke by stroke.

The lotus pond has always been as ripple-free as an ancient well. Even if people walked on the lotus leaves before, it was like stagnant water.

But now, with everyone's lotus leaf as the center, a large number of ripples spread in all directions.

Those ripples were obviously slender and slight, but after colliding with each other, they actually emitted the sound of gold and iron.

The ripples were dense, and the sound of metal clashing became more and more urgent. In the end, it was like a silent battle of thousands of troops. No one shouted, only the sound of swords colliding.

At first, it was just ripples, but then the lotus leaves of several people began to spread micro waves in all directions.

The micro waves under the lotus leaves of Fang Yun, Yan Yukong, Zeng Nianhai and Sun Naiyong were the most obvious.

As the waves of the four people came out, the lotus pond became more chaotic, and many lotus leaves were ups and downs, with a strong momentum of storms.

On the Jingguo stand, Cai He stood up suddenly and shouted loudly: "Well, Fang Xusheng really lived up to expectations!"

A mocking voice soon came from the Qingguo clan seat: "It's ridiculous. In terms of wave height, Yan Yukong is the first; in terms of wave speed, Sun Naiyong is the first; in terms of fineness, Zeng Nianhai is the first. Fang Yun just occupies the word stable, how can he live up to expectations? I think Fang Yun must perform mediocre in the lotus pond."

"Second idiot, stop talking, it's embarrassing." A voice came from the seat of Wuguo.

"Hahahaha..."

The people in the stands on all sides could no longer hold back and burst into laughter. Zong Qingying, who had spoken earlier, had a purple-black face.

Sun Naiyong had just called him an idiot in public, which had already touched his bottom line. Now someone was calling him that in front of hundreds of thousands of scholars. No one could stand it!

"Which brother from Wu State was speaking ill of me? Tomorrow..." Zong Qingying was stopped by a member of the Zong family beside him before he finished speaking.

"It was a great scholar from Wu State."

Zong Qingying was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot. Wu State was originally at odds with Qing State, and Wu State was warlike, with many hard-tempered literati generals. If he met a university scholar, he could still argue, but he could only swallow his anger when he was ridiculed by a great scholar.

Zong Qingying looked at Fang Yun with disgust, clenched his right fist tightly, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes, which was gone in a flash, and then a strange mocking look appeared.

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