The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

The reverse species Juren wrote "Song of the Great Wind". Because he had no literary intention, he wrote very slowly. The tiger demon general took a few steps forward to block Fang Yun. The bullman general blocked the reverse species Juren. behind.

Fang Yun continued to rush forward. When the three breaths came, the reverse species Juren had not finished writing "Song of the Great Wind". Fang Yun stopped, stood ten feet away from the tiger demon general, and began to write two consecutive sentences as before. poetry.

The two monsters were ready to wait for the reverse species to be successful and kill Fang Yun with absolute power, but the current situation did not allow them to be too passive.

The two monsters looked at each other, immediately pumped up their energy and blood, and yelled at Fang Yun. The strong wind carried the power of energy and blood to attack Fang Yun. The two of them roared together, which was enough to kill the scholar alive, and almost interrupt all the people who held the ceremony. On paper and in export.

With the strong wind blowing in his face and Wen Dan guarding him, Fang Yun stood in place like a mountain, undisturbed by the power of demons and barbarians. He pressed the paper with his left hand and continued writing with his right hand.

Ni Zhongjuren's "Song of the Great Wind" was completed. At the same time, Fang Yun's "Poem of the Tiger's Walk" and "The General's Sword" were published in succession.

A tornado capable of strangling anyone to a pulp suddenly appeared out of thin air, trying to kill Fang Yun.

Fang Yuan turned around and ran away, but then there was severe pain in his back, his clothes were torn, and large pieces of flesh were swept away by the tornado. The flesh and blood were blurred, and even the bones were exposed.

"You are worthy of being promoted." Fang Yun gritted his teeth and endured the pain, avoiding the scope of "Great Wind Song" and quickly escaped with his quick poems.

"General Sword" does not require Fang Yun to continue to control it. Once it appears, it will kill Fang Yun's previous target.

The blood-patterned sword came out, killing the literati with one attack and the barbarian general with the other.

"Ouch..." The tiger demon general rushed towards Fang Yun like crazy, but the top grade Wenxin was too strong. With two breaths of poetry, Fang Yun completely killed the tiger demon general.

"Unfortunately, I am only a scholar, and the power of these war poems is too weak. Only if one has a higher literary status or even becomes a great scholar, can the real power of various war poems be exerted. For example, the last two sentences of "General Sword" only show The power of one sentence cannot be reflected in the rolling waves of demon blood, and the strength is not enough. This is the case when using war poems. "

When the tiger demon was about to die, the entire closed hall suddenly shook. The wall in front cracked into a door, soft sunlight shone in, and the old man Shushan stood at the door.

The Holy Courtyard is the core of the human race, and it retains one-third of the talents of Saint Kong. All entrances to holy places are here.

Most of the holy places are controlled by the Four Saints, but the Confucius Saint family has one holy place exclusively, the six Yasheng families share one holy place, and the other semi-holy families share one holy place.

At the east end of the holy courtyard, there is a very ordinary single-door courtyard. In the courtyard is a very ordinary two-story building. Even the oldest clerk in the Holy Court does not know what is there. He only knows that many children of the Confucius family enter every year.

An old man with white hair and beard was snoring and sleeping in the yard, but the whole yard suddenly shook slightly.

The old man woke up with a start and rushed to the front door of the house faster than an ordinary young man.

"Bang..."

The old man bumped against the gate, but it didn't budge.

The old man beat his chest and stamped his feet, and cried out in pain: "How could this be! Someone actually entered the main hall of the secret palace directly, and was able to pass smoothly and win the supreme literary heart! This person is definitely not a disciple of my Confucius family. Who is he! If an outsider picks the heart, We will be the sinners of the Kong family! Master, you must find the person who broke into the secret palace and kill him with a thousand swords!"

A voice suddenly appeared in the yard.

"He entered as soon as he entered, so why make a fuss. He is not a descendant of my Kong family. Even if he successfully passes the main hall, he will get nothing. He still has to pass the final test. As far as I know, all the geniuses of the human race, including the ancestors, are counted. If you enter it, no one can To complete the final test under a bachelor's degree, if one is higher than a Jinshi, it is just a dead end. As for the supreme literary heart, even my descendants of the Kong family can't get it, so how can he get it. ? Don’t mention this to others, otherwise it will be considered treason!”

"But that person entered the main hall directly. Within a year, members of the Kong family will no longer be able to enter the secret hall."

"Let this matter take its course, you don't need to worry about it."

"yes."

The old man looked at the door and finally sighed helplessly.

Fang Yun looked at the old man at the door of the mysterious palace, bowed and said, "I've met the old man before."

The old man remained expressionless and said: "Book Mountain is just one of the tests, and even the test in this main hall is nothing. Come with me, this is the last test. If you can pass it, you can get the supreme literary heart." ”

Fang Yun asked: "Is there really a supreme literary heart? I have read so many books, but I have only seen it once."

"When you pass this test, you will know what the supreme literary heart is. Come with me." The old man said as he walked out.

Fang Yun immediately stepped forward, followed behind the old man, and looked around.

This is a "concave" shaped valley. You can see the whole valley at a glance. There are hundreds of houses. The architectural style here is extremely rough and there are weapons everywhere.

At the entrance to the valley is a high city wall with soldiers patrolling it.

Everyone who sees the old man will salute and greet him, calling him sir.

Fang Yun glanced around, and there were mostly women and children nearby. The dirty children looked at him curiously, while the women were busy with their own business.

Further forward, there are various workshops and an academy, where the sound of reading can be heard loudly.

There is a school field ahead, where hundreds of soldiers are practicing, shouting loudly.

Fang Yun looked up and saw that the sky was cloudless, giving people an extremely empty and desolate feeling, which was not found in the sky in the city.

Fang Yun asked: "Is this the border pass?"

The old man nodded.

The two people walked up to the city wall, and Fang Yun looked around. In front of him was a piece of sand, and beyond that was a green grassland. It was vast and extremely pleasant, but it was easy to get bored after looking at it for a long time.

"I wonder what this final test is?" Fang Yun asked.

The old man pointed at any time and said: "Two hundred miles away, there is a tribe of ten thousand wolf barbarians, led by a barbarian king. This test is, you destroy this tribe."

Fang Yun said: "The barbarian king is equivalent to a great scholar, and the ten thousand wolf barbarian tribe has eight thousand fighting soldiers. What power do I have on hand?"

"The support from ten countries and the strength of this village." The old man looked indifferent.

Fang Yun turned his head blankly and looked down at the village. There were less than two thousand people inside. If the elderly, women and children were not included, the real fighting force was probably only one thousand people.

One thousand ordinary people versus eight thousand barbarians?

"How many bachelors are there in the village?"

"none."

"Is there a great scholar?"

"none."

"Who is the person with the highest Chinese rank in that village?"

"One Hanlin, two Jinshi, and five scholars."

Fang Yun looked at the old man with a calm face in astonishment. After a while, Fang Yun asked respectfully: "Old man, are you playing with me?"

All the people in the entire village combined were not enough to kill the Barbarian King alone. It could even be said that as long as one-fifth of the tribe's people were divided, plus a Barbarian prince who was as big as Hanlin, he could kill everyone in the village.

The old man said: "If you can pass the test, you will get the supreme literary heart and your talent will be eightfold higher."

Fang Yun's heart moved.

Fenbi Jishu is just an ordinary literary mind. Once it reaches the top level, it will allow him to kill many demon barbarians at the Juren level with the scholar's literary position. This supreme literary mind cannot have more than four kinds, if not the only one. It is obviously more powerful than the ordinary literary mind. Ordinary Bunshin is more powerful.

A person as powerful as Li Wenying, a powerful swordsman in the wind and rain, whose ability to kill monsters is not inferior to anyone of the same rank, but he only has a literary heart, and it is the most ordinary literary heart. Li Wenying may have the opportunity to get more Wenxins in the future, but he has only had one Wenxin in the past forty years, which shows how rare Wenxin is.

What's more, what's in front of you now is Supreme Bunshin.

"What does it mean to be a talented person?" Fang Yun asked.

"One fight doubles your talent."

"What!" Even though Fang Yun had gone through life and death training, he was still shocked by this terrifying Supreme Wenxin.

"The talent is eight times higher, that is, one person's talent is nine times that of others?"

The old man nodded.

Fang Yun was silent. With this supreme literary heart, it was impossible to use up his talent no matter how he used it.

"No wonder Kong Sheng is so powerful. His talents after the death of the saint almost kept those disciples alive. No wonder he dared to go to the demon world on his own to fight against all the demon saints. However, the talented Eight Dou is a top-grade Wenxin, right? How many low-grade ones are there? fight?"

"You will know when the time comes," the old man said.

"Is it true that if this test fails, it will never be possible to obtain Supreme Bunshin again?"

"You'll never get a lot of talent anywhere else."

"Then I accept this test!" Fang Yun said firmly.

"That's very good."

Fang Yun added: "Since it is a test, there must be a way to pass it. It is impossible to rely only on these people. You just said that for the assistance of the ten countries, they will send troops?"

"cannot."

Fang Yun was even more helpless and asked: "They provide materials and food?"

"You don't have to worry about this, you can get whatever you want."

"This is the first good news I've heard since I came here. If I want anything in the future, both the Ten Kingdoms and the Holy Academy can provide it?"

"Of course you can."

Fang Yun suddenly asked: "What exactly is this place?"

The old man's expression did not change at all, but he seemed to have spent a lot of effort before he slowly said: "If you can destroy the barbarian tribe, you will know. If you can't, knowing is useless. You don't have to waste your efforts to get rid of them. They won't say anything. What you have to do now is to defeat the barbarian tribe."

Fang Yun looked at the old man and suddenly felt that the old man seemed to be carrying a huge mountain, but he could only carry it. Anyone else would be crushed to pieces.

"Since the old man said so, then I will work hard to complete this test and win the supreme literary heart." Fang Yun said.

"That's good. From now on, you will be the King of Luck."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Fang Yun felt the world shake, and then an official seal appeared in front of him.

Fang Yun took over the official seal and found that his thinking had become extremely clear and could spread to the entire village. Even insects eating in the soil could be clearly sensed.

The old man left slowly, and Fang Yun asked: "Is there a time limit for this test?"

"You pass, or you quit."

Fang Yun watched the old man slowly leave, his heart heavy.

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