The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1178 Wind rises from ruins

Blood mist fills the city.

The visible distance from the outside world dropped from fifty miles to twenty miles.

Everyone looked ahead.

The collapsed city walls, broken stone pillars, houses with roofs cut off, broken axes, broken hammers...composed this world, but everything was covered by gray dust, and only the rough outline could be seen.

"After so many changes, it is not easy to have ruins left in the end!"

"The dragon clan is worthy of being the master of the world back then. Ordinary buildings can't withstand the scouring of time."

"This is just the entrance, and you can only see twenty miles. If you go deep into the ruins, the distance is much shorter, and it is even more dangerous."

Fang Yun stepped forward, and the dust accumulated a full inch deep, almost level with the instep, and he kept making a muffled sound as he walked on the road.

Everyone was a powerful scholar, and the flying dust was easily pushed away by their power.

A series of clear footprints were left behind the seven people.

After walking a few steps, Yun Zhaochen suddenly stopped, and the others stopped immediately.

"Brother Yun, this is..." Tan Hemu was very puzzled.

"This is the entrance, there will be no danger. It should be the weakest place around the Five Dragons Hall, and it may even be abandoned. You see, from the inside to the outside, the building is getting more and more damaged."

Fang Yun nodded gently. He also found the characteristics of this entrance, but he was just a Hanlin, so he didn't mention it.

"Brother Yun is right. This is probably an abandoned place. Maybe it won't be long before it will be out of the power range of the Five Dragons Hall and completely disintegrate and shatter." Liu Shan said.

"So, we don't need to be careful here. Use the fastest means to raise dust and fragile objects, and then use war poems to search separately to see if there are any treasures or divine objects. Maybe just broken metal may be exchanged for great benefits from the Holy Academy." Yun Zhaochen said.

"This is a good idea! I support it! You can only enter the Dragon Clan Hall once, who cares about what happens in the future!" Lian Pingchao's face showed excitement.

Yun Zhaochen looked at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun did not speak, but continued to look at these buildings, and quickly said: "Most of the buildings here are not high, and the style is not very gorgeous. It is obviously not the place where the dragon clan lives. It is very likely that it was the place where the subordinate races of the dragon clan lived or worked. If it can be solved as soon as possible, there will not be too many problems."

The other five people did not care too much, but Yun Zhaochen seemed to have taken a reassurance pill and said: "Then we use the war poems that can attract strong winds to blow away the dust, and then summon the war poem soldiers to help search. From here to the Five Dragons Hall, it should be more than 500 miles. We can't go at full speed. It will take at least one or two hours. Moreover, searching at the entrance can help us understand this place better, which is far better than rushing forward." Yun Zhaochen said.

Ye Fangge nodded and said: "I support Zhaochen. If we rashly leave this entrance and enter the periphery of the ruins, if we really encounter danger, we can only flee in embarrassment. But if we gain something here, even if we escape, we will not return empty-handed."

"I agree." Tan Hemu said.

Fang Yun did not object. He thought that a university scholar was a university scholar. Even if he was eroded by the power of blood, his mind was very clear and he understood the maximization of benefits.

"Well, let's use "North Wind Song" together." Qiu Meng said.

Yun Zhaochen looked at Fang Yun and said, "You are just a Hanlin. The power of war poems is limited, so you don't need it. After we use the wind, you can recite some war poems and soldiers and pick up anything. According to the rules, the things obtained at the entrance will be divided equally, and you will not be left out."

The rest of the people did not say anything. This is the rule. As long as it does not involve the treasures fought for in battle, everyone will share it equally.

Lian Pingchao glanced at Fang Yun unhappily, snorted lightly, showing obvious dissatisfaction, but did not scold him.

Fang Yun glanced at Lian Pingchao. The university scholar glared back at Fang Yun, then put down the shield on his chest, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the lake shell to write war poems, and the other six people did the same.

Fang Yun did not start writing. Not to mention that he did not master a large-scale hurricane-type war poem, even if he did, it would be useless, because the strength between Hanlin and Grand Secretary was very different. The most obvious point was that a few Grand Secretary's war poems had the power to destroy a small city, but Hanlin could not.

The six people completed the war poem "North Wind Song" one after another. The temperature dropped sharply within a radius of ten miles, and snowflakes appeared out of thin air. Then the hurricane swept the snowflakes in all directions, raising all the dust.

The dust on the ground disappeared at a very fast speed.

Even if the six Grand Secretary deliberately weakened the power of "North Wind Song", it was still a Grand Secretary's war poem. A large number of objects such as weapons, wood, and stone covered with dust were broken.

Some of these items were sacred objects in the past, but because they were not sealed, they had long been corroded by external forces and turned into a large amount of dust or fragments, which were blown to the sky by the north wind.

The north wind was white at first, and then it was filled with countless dust, sweeping forward like a sandstorm, covering the sky and earth for dozens of miles, forming a wall of dust that moved forward.

The wall of gray soil was intertwined with the blood-colored fog.

The fifth-level north wind blew the front clean.

There was no more dust on the ground, but there were many gravels, which could not be blown away by the wind.

Fang Yun looked ahead in a trance, and soon his eyes moved, as if he had discovered something.

"It's a pity, there must be some lighter divine objects that were blown away." Liu Shan said.

"It's not a pity, even if the dust was not blown away, we couldn't find those lighter divine objects."

"Send out the war poems and soldiers immediately."

Fang Yun did not hold the pen, but prepared to use the "Speaking Out" technique, because "Speaking Out" would not form a precious light, the power would be weakened, and the identity would not be exposed.

Near the dragon-patterned rice field yesterday, Fang Yun and Yun Zhaochen decided not to reveal their strength unless it was absolutely necessary. For example, Fang Yun only showed the Hanhu shell, and the Yinjiang shell was still hidden. The mist butterfly, the ink woman and the inkstone turtle did not show up.

Fang Yun looked at these university scholars and saw that three of the six university scholars used the famous war poem "Going Out of the Chariot" in the Book of Songs.

"I go out of my chariot, and I go to the pasture there... The chariot goes out with a bang, and the flags are high and wide... The king's affairs are difficult, and he has no time to stay..."

This poem tells the process of King Xuan of Zhou's crusade against the enemy, from the initial pre-war preparations to the final return to the court.

This poem is long. After the poem was completed, more than a thousand Zhou Dynasty chariots appeared in front of each university scholar, pulled by war horses, one person driving the chariot, and two people holding spears.

These thousand chariots are enough to defeat more than 5,000 infantrymen.

The other three Grand Secretaries each used their own war poems, with more than 2,000 soldiers in each. Qiu Meng's war poem could even summon 5,000 soldiers.

The number of soldiers in the Hanlin war poems was still in the hundreds, but the number of soldiers summoned by a Grand Secretary could easily reach thousands, and the war poems of the great scholars could at least summon tens of thousands of soldiers.

Fang Yun thought about it and recited an ordinary Hanlin war poem "Song of the Barbarians" learned from the Holy Temple, summoning more than 300 war poem soldiers, far less than the six Grand Secretaries.

After that, everyone continued to recite war poems, and soon each Grand Secretary controlled tens of thousands of war poem soldiers to search for treasures at the entrance of this area, while Fang Yun could only control more than a thousand war poem soldiers, and his efficiency was far less than that of the six Grand Secretaries.

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