The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Without Fang Yun's order, everyone took action.

Two bull barbarians and a dog demon general rushed forward, while the rest of the scholars ran and recited war poems to attack the evil king.

Fang Yun said: "Our goal is to consume the evil king's things. We must not fight him head-on. As long as we force him out of all his means, victory will belong to us!"

At the same time, one person shouted to the strange tree in demon language: "Cover the flames with sand and soil, and use water mist to block the flames of kerosene!"

The strange tree demon generals understood the demon language and immediately passed it to other strange trees. The strange trees covered their bodies with sand and soil and quickly rubbed off the kerosene on their bodies.

"I will settle this account with you for destroying my plan of the Holy Ruins!" The spirit leopard where the evil king lived said, and a paperweight appeared under his claws. The paperweight quickly formed the power of the Jinshi's fast-moving poem, and the spirit leopard was seen with a strong wind around it, and it was about to run.

However, a white light brush flew out from the tree mountain and touched the sky above the spirit leopard, and the spirit leopard's protection and the power of the fast-moving war poem immediately collapsed.

Han Shoulu exclaimed softly: "Is that... Pen Master?"

Fang Yun immediately looked towards the tree mountain and saw a one-foot-high light tree appearing in front of him. Unlike the strange trees, this tree was composed of opaque white light, and there was an old man's face on the trunk.

The old man was stepping on a rotten brush.

Fang Yun was surprised. He didn't expect that this old man had the ability similar to Wen Xin's "false words" to directly erase other people's power. This was more powerful than ordinary old men, and its value was even higher than the great scholar's treasure.

When Lingbao saw the old man, a trace of reluctance and resentment flashed in his eyes, and then he roared at Fang Yun and others: "This old man should belong to me! Fang Yun, I can't kill you now, but I will bury you in the Holy Ruins!"

As the evil king spoke, a palm-sized broken light golden paper page appeared under his feet, and then a "boat" flew out of the paper page, and quickly turned into a three-meter-long golden fishing boat, carrying the evil king floating in the air.

The war poems of the candidates fell on the golden boat and were pushed away by the golden power on the boat.

"The fragments of the great scholar's true text! No wonder the evil king is so confident!" Li Fanming looked at the boat and the evil king's spirit leopard on it in surprise.

The great scholar's true text, with subtle words and great meaning, every word comes true.

Everyone had to give up the attack. With their current strength, it was impossible to break the power of the great scholar's true text, even if this power was not complete.

Fang Yun was stunned. The fragments of the evil king's true text gave him an extremely familiar feeling. At the same time as the fragments appeared, the fragments of "Peach Blossom Spring" in the strange book world shook slightly.

Fang Yun immediately remembered that there were two mentions of boats in "Peach Blossom Spring". At the beginning, when Wuling people entered the Peach Blossom Spring, there was a sentence "then abandon the boat and enter from the mouth", and at the end of the article, when Wuling people left the Peach Blossom Spring, there was also a sentence "after leaving, get the boat".

The fragments of "Peach Blossom Spring" in the strange book world are the fragments of the first part, and the fragments in the hands of the evil king should be the last fragments. When he was a scholar, Fang Yun had sent his talent into the word "boat" on the broken page, but his talent was too little and was almost drained by the broken page. However, after becoming a juren, his talent increased greatly and he had a chance to use it.

Fang Yun immediately understood that the evil king had sent his huge talent into the text of "Peach Blossom Spring" before entering the Holy Ruins, so even if the power level of this evil king's split spirit was only at the level of juren, as long as the talent was of the same nature, he could also activate the broken page of the great Confucian true text. However, he could only activate the power of the broken page. If it was a complete great Confucian true text, even the evil king himself could only barely activate it.

"Now you are away from Fang Yun, and you still have a chance to leave the Holy Ruins alive. If I see you helping Fang Yun again, you will all be buried with Fang Yun!" After the evil king finished speaking, he was about to leave on the golden fishing boat, but the old pen pointed at the evil king.

A white light pen appeared out of thin air above the golden fishing boat. With a light touch of the white light pen, the golden fishing boat immediately disintegrated.

Crack... The brush under the old man's feet cracked, and the old man's brush also became dim. The branches of the strange trees shook violently. Even if everyone did not understand the communication method of the strange trees, they could feel their sadness.

"Do it!" Fang Yun injected talent into the wheelchair to speed up, while reciting "The Arrow in the Stone" fluently. He did not write with pen and ink, did not show the original treasure light, and did not even have the treasure light of the poetic soul, but "The Arrow in the Stone" contained the power of the poetic soul. A huge bow and arrow floated in the air, and suddenly shot a giant arrow about ten feet long flying towards the evil king.

The power of this arrow is stronger than that of ordinary Juren war poems. A Jinshi protective treasure immediately appeared under the feet of the evil king, forming a powerful protective shield, and then retracted the Yinjiangbei.

"The Arrow in the Stone" was blocked by the power of the Jinshi treasure.

"You have infinite literary treasures, but limited talent! I want to see how many times your talent can use literary treasures!" Fang Yun said, and continued to use "The Arrow in the Stone". Although "Dream Battle in Wind and Rain" is powerful, it is not as good as "The Arrow in the Stone" in the absence of weak water.

Those scholars launched an attack again. Some of them spoke eloquently, while others put down the pallet and began to talk about war on paper. These people all have literary treasure pens and demon blood ink. The power of war poems formed by talking about war on paper is far stronger than speaking eloquently.

Many strange trees killed the evil king. Their speed was not fast, but the roots were extremely long and could be thrown out more than ten feet. Some strange trees rolled up stones with their roots and threw them at the evil king.

At this time, Niu Shan shouted: "No, the tree whistle sounded, and the evil tree is going back!"

"Deal with the evil king first!" Fang Yun said.

Anger and anxiety flashed across the fierce king's leopard eyes. Finally, he glanced at Shushan and Bi Lao helplessly and reluctantly. He sighed in utter embarrassment, and the remaining pages of the great scholar's true text flew out again, with the word "mystery" It turned into a fog that filled the sky, blocking everyone's sight.

The fog was so thick that everyone felt short of breath, and everyone could not dispel it even by using the "Song of the Wind" one after another.

"Fang Yun, I will come back to find you!" Fierce Lord shouted, painfully taking out a strange cultural treasure, and his body turned into a rainbow and flew away in an instant.

The eyes of several children from aristocratic families moved slightly and their hands were placed on their Hanhu shells, as if they were hesitating. At that time, they were besieged by demons and barbarians. They also hesitated like this after Li Fanming consumed the Jixue Danxin in his life span.

Li Fanming sighed softly and said: "Forget it, I have achieved my goal by forcing the evil king to use the remaining pages of the Great Confucianism twice. He does not have enough time to warm up the True Wen of Great Confucianism. The remaining pages cannot be used in the Holy Ruins." Again, I am afraid he also used special escape tools to avoid being tracked by the Yimu Demon King. It is a pity that the one-word true text given to me by my elders was used when escaping back to the village, otherwise I would not have been able to stop him. One stop."

Fang Yun also knew that some people were not willing to use life-saving means, so he said: "In that case, forget it, you all come closer to me, quickly escape from the foggy area and leave the woods together, don't be hit by the strange wood demon king. Destroy the evil king's plan This is our biggest gain, don’t be greedy for the treasures here, let’s go!”

Everyone moved closer to Fang Yun. The visible distance was less than three feet, so everyone had to gather tightly together and slowly walk out.

After walking for dozens of breaths, an old voice came from behind: "Dear human friends, stay."

Fang Yun was puzzled. The voice was a demonic language, and it was impossible for Yimu to say it. Then he suddenly realized and guessed it was that Bi Lao.

The old man's voice came again: "The person you call the Fierce King has sinister intentions. His ambition is not only for old age, not only for the treasure of strange trees, but also for the passage to the depths of Longya."

Fang Yun and others looked at each other in surprise. Unexpectedly, Fierce Lord knew that there was a passage leading to Longya here. This was a shocking secret.

Over the years, although people from the three tribes of monsters and barbarians have entered Longya from time to time, they have only wandered around the outside and cannot go into the depths at all, because they all say that there are terrible monsters lurking in the depths of Longya. Some people have personally seen a dragon claw coming out of Longya. It stretched out and retracted, and the dragon's claws covered the sky and the sun, and were a hundred miles long.

Bi Lao continued: "Since the fierce lord dared to enter the depths of Dragon Cliff, he must be the treasure inside. Since you saved us, and in order to prevent the treasure from being obtained by the fierce lord, I allow you to use the passage to enter the depths of Dragon Cliff. I The clan's sacred tree produces holy fruit, and I can give you one. If you encounter spiritual bones when leaving Longya, you can exchange them with them and let them send you out of Longya. Remember, spiritual bones are cunning and cannot leave Longya safely. , never give them the holy fruit.”

Everyone gathered together and looked at each other.

Na Niushan shouted loudly: "But Mr. Bi? The Moon Emperor of our Star Demon Barbarian Clan is here. If you lie to the Moon Emperor, the Moon God will punish you."

"Haha, I am already old and have failed the power of the great Confucianism. I am about to die. Why should I lie to you? It is precisely because there are so many people on that chair and they are not greedy for my family's treasures that I am willing to let you go forward. Go deep into Longya." Old Bi's voice was kind.

Fang Yun looked at the others, and several people nodded.

"The evil creature is murderous, the spirit bone is cunning, Mo Nu is innocent, Old Bi is wise, and Inkstone Turtle is stupid... There are no rumors that Old Bi harms people, but there are some people who need help from Old Bi." Han Shoulu said.

Fang Yun smiled and said: "Since it is something that the evil king wants to get, we would be so sorry for him if we don't take it for him!"

"That's right!" Everyone laughed.

Fang Yun immediately said loudly: "Thank you, Mr. Bi, and ask Mr. Bi to lead the way."

"Go to the sacred tree first," said Bi Lao.

Everyone turned and walked towards the holy tree, and soon they were out of the fog. Now they were under the canopy of the holy tree. The holy tree seemed to have magical power, and the fog could not cover the tree.

A writing brush with cracks everywhere floated in the air, the tip of the pen pointed downward, and a translucent tree old man stood on the tip of the pen.

Everyone bowed their hands and saluted.

Shulao nodded slightly, then turned around and flew.

"You follow me."

Everyone followed Bi Lao as he walked.

Li Fanming couldn't help but asked respectfully: "Mr. Bi, what is there deep in the dragon cliff? Is there really a dragon saint thousands of miles long hidden?"

"How would I know? Do you look like I've seen the Dragon Saint before?"

"Ahem, I'm just asking. Then you must know what treasures are in Longya, right?"

"Humph, apart from the stones, even the flowers and plants are treasures inside. In fact, some stones are also treasures. It depends on your eyesight." Bi Lao clasped his hands behind his back, a little impatient.

Li Fanming smiled and said: "Mr. Bi, I have a Wenbao pen here, why don't you take it and use it?"

"Hmph, if you have a semi-sacred writing pen, I will move there immediately and make you my master!"

Li Fanming was speechless, and everyone laughed secretly.