The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2067 Looking northwest, shooting the wolf in the sky!

At this moment, Fang Yun was dressed in a green shirt, but his body was filled with surging talent.

When he started writing, a dim full moon rose from behind him.

Promoted to a great scholar, the cloud of talent turned into the moon.

However, Fang Yun was not a real great scholar, so this full moon was dimmer than all the great scholars.

Fang Yun's talent was so abundant that it began to dissipate around, holding up his robe and his long hair.

After Lang Lu severely injured Niu Shan, he still closed his eyes to rest, but he suddenly looked down at Fang Yun.

Seeing those seven words, Lang Lu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and still stood in the sky motionless, waiting for Chen Guanhai's body.

In the sky, the wind roared, and quickly condensed into a huge pale white vortex.

Many people already know that only when the great scholar's war poems are first formed can this kind of power, the righteousness of the dark, be summoned.

The stronger the killing power of the war poem, the stronger the righteousness of the dark sky.

Now, this terrifying righteousness of the dark sky is even stronger than the "Lingdingyang" written by Huan Mo Fang Yun at the cost of his life.

The dim eyes of the readers brightened a little. Such a strong righteousness of the dark sky is definitely a good sign.

However, the barbarian kings were a little flustered. They all realized the difference of this war poem and looked at Lang Yuan together.

Lang Yuan gritted his teeth and roared: "Let him finish it! If you are not a literary giant, don't think about hurting me!"

As soon as Lang Yuan finished speaking, a huge sound suddenly appeared in the sky, like a drum or a bell.

A few scholars with high literary status were full of joy, looking at the sky in surprise, looking at the direction of the capital.

Liu Shan and other left-wing party members looked livid, and also looked at the capital.

The demon kings were stunned for a moment, vaguely guessing something.

A trace of regret flashed in Lang Yuan's eyes.

The claws of the Sky Wolf Slaughter incarnation moved slightly.

Above the capital, a grayish-white column of gas suddenly rushed out. It was only a few miles in diameter, but in the eyes of the crowd, it was endless, as if it contained the entire Shengyuan Continent.

The grayish-white strange column of gas rose straight up, and finally stopped at the junction of the sky and space.

Then, the huge column of gas split from it.

Revealing an ancient copper sword.

Seeing the copper sword, many scholars who were originally puzzled suddenly realized.

The copper sword was a thousand feet high and thousands of miles away from this place. No one could see it clearly. Everyone in Ning'an City could see that there was a word engraved on the hilt of the copper sword.

Jing.

The important weapon of Jingguo, the country's altar, carried the country's destiny.

The ancient sword worn by Jingguo's founding ancestor for many years was said to be the sword of King Xiang of Zhou.

The sword of altar made a long cry that pierced the clouds and split the rocks, and then the long sword slashed in the direction of Ning'an City from a distance.

All the barbarians and the Wolf Slaughter incarnations instinctively retreated, fearing that they would be cut by the terrible Sword of State.

This Sword of State was the reason why the barbarians did not dare to attack the capital of Jingguo directly. Only by gradually eroding the territory of Jingguo and weakening Jingguo step by step could the Sword of State be weakened. If Jingguo only had a capital left in the end, the power of the Sword of State would be less than that of a university scholar.

An invisible sword of national destiny flew over Ning'an City, flew over the sky of the poem page, and slowly entered the poem page.

After a moment, the poem page exuded a peculiar atmosphere, solemn and majestic, grand and heavy, as if it was not a piece of paper, but a city.

Fang Yun wrote the main text.

"I am an old man who is as wild as a young man. I hold Huang on my left and Cang on my right. I wear a brocade hat and a sable coat, and ride thousands of horses on the plain. To repay the queen mother for her sacrifice, I personally shoot tigers and watch Sun Lang."

After writing the first stanza, everyone nodded gently, and many people also showed joy.

Fang Yun is not old at the moment, but because of his experience as Zhang Longxiang in the literary world, and his hair turning white due to exhaustion along the way, he feels that he is mature in his mentality, so it is normal to write about recovering the frivolity of youth today.

The first few sentences are about Fang Yun leading thousands of private soldiers to the north to rescue Zhang Poyue, and then in order to repay the favor of the whole country and the queen mother, he wants to learn from Sun Quan, the king of Wu, and personally attack the monsters like shooting tigers.

Everyone is happy that this poem actually mentions Sun Quan, who was the king of a country during the Three Kingdoms period and the founding king of Eastern Wu. He ascended the throne and became an emperor, and any war poem involving the founding king is extremely powerful.

Sun Quan's straw boat borrowing arrows was famous in the Three Kingdoms, but in the end, because Zhuge Liang was more famous for being canonized, some novelists changed the story of Sun Quan borrowing arrows from straw boats and made it Zhuge Liang's strategy, which made people underestimate Sun Quan's wisdom and courage.

The most famous evaluation of Sun Quan is the words of Cao Cao, a generation of heroes.

If you have a son, you should be like Sun Zhongmou!

Those who knew that Sun Quan was extraordinary showed their worry.

The Three Kingdoms period was one of the most chaotic and legendary periods of the human race, and Sun Quan was an important figure during the Three Kingdoms period. Since this war poem mentioned Sun Quan, if it was not worthy of Sun Quan's status, it would be abandoned by the righteousness of the dark world and lead to failure.

Everyone was waiting for Fang Yun's second half.

"After drinking, my chest is still open, and my temples are slightly frosted, so what? Holding the seal in the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent? I will draw a carved bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf in the sky."

After Fang Yun finished writing the three words "shoot the wolf in the sky", the scholars in the city were shocked.

"Good!"

The sound of good was even louder than the shouts of millions of monsters.

Many scholars blushed as they read the second stanza carefully: Wei Shang was very brave in killing enemies, but he only reported six more kills, so he was severely punished and demoted. Feng Tang wrote to Emperor Wen of Han, and finally went to Yunzhong County with a seal to pardon Wei Shang. Fang Yun killed the special envoy of the Eastern Saint Pavilion and the Dragon Princess. The Zong family and the Eastern Saint Pavilion will definitely investigate. So when will the Holy Court send someone to pardon him? Now that he is drunk, his mind is broader and his courage is more heroic. Even if his temples are gray and he is framed by the Zong family, what can he do?

Today, I will learn from the hero Sun Quan of that generation, draw my bow like a full moon, aim at the most powerful Sirius among the monsters, aim at the monster saint Langlu, aim at all the northern barbarians, and shoot them with one arrow!

Looking northwest, shoot the Sirius!

The whole army of Ning'an City was in a state of excitement. What a great spirit this is. On the surface, it is aimed at the Wolf Barbarians and the Wolf Saint Langlu, but in fact, it is to shoot and destroy the entire monster world!

The incarnation of Langlu showed murderous intent in his eyes.

The endless righteousness of the sky turned into a tornado from bottom to top, and was madly injected into the poem page.

Now, the poem page not only contains the huge talent of the holy temple, the national destiny of Jingguo, but also contains a lot of righteousness.

However, the poem page did not rise and burn, and there was no change after being covered with layers of precious light.

After the completion of this poem, Lang Yuan was extremely shocked and wanted to ask for help from the incarnation of Lang Lu, but now seeing that the poem page did not change, he suddenly expected that this poem would fail.

A moment later, the sound of whirring winds blew.

Behind Fang Yun, there was a cloak made of black smoke. The cloak fluttered in the wind and suddenly expanded to a radius of a thousand miles, covering half of Mizhou in black.

In the black smoke, there were countless phantoms of soldiers.

Because of this majestic poem, because of the sword of the country, the military soul of Jingguo appeared again after cutting off the national destiny of Liushan!

The world shook.

Fang Yun wrote a poem, and the vitality shook for 30,000 miles!

The Barbarian Emperor Lang Yuan looked up at the Wolf Slaughter incarnation in panic and shouted: "Your Majesty, please take action, you can't wait any longer, this poem will become the first great Confucian killing poem of the human race! I... can't stop it!"

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