The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

The avalanches on the hillside are no longer sliding down, but like thousands of horses galloping, and large areas of snow are constantly pressing down, just like landslides. There is no way to pass except against the avalanche and facing the difficulties.

The test of this third corridor is completely different from that of the second corridor. It only tests pure strength and does not give anyone a chance to make tricks.

The avalanche was controlled by a strange force and kept rushing down from the top of the mountain. It quickly disappeared after reaching the bottom of the mountain, repeating the cycle.

The three great saints, Douji, Yingyan and Longling, were at the front, getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain. The ordinary saints didn't even climb the mountainside and were as slow as a turtle.

The other holy tribe monsters climbed even slower. They were just grinding upward slowly, trying to reach the top of the mountain with their blood, strength and will.

Not to mention the monsters outside the Saint Clan climbing up, once they reach the foot of the mountain and enter the avalanche area, they will be immediately swept away and unable to stand.

There are also some demons and barbarians who are subordinates of several Holy Sons. If they follow the Holy Sons, they can reduce the impact of the avalanche and have a chance to cross the third corridor.

Fang Yun didn't want to waste time, so he took the initiative, glanced at everyone, and said: "The demon barbarian has a steady stream of energy and blood that turns into strength to protect the body, and it is also extremely powerful, so it can climb mountains in the wind and snow. My human race is weak, except for the ones like Poetry turns into strength to break through the front There is no other way to avoid the avalanche. This third corridor is too difficult. I think it is better to turn the twenty-mile hillside into a literary meeting, write poetry all the way up the mountain, and take turns to trigger the power of poetry to break the avalanche, and finally go up the mountain together. Besides, who has the means to go up the mountain?”

No one responded. Even the saints and monsters might fail, not to mention our own juren who couldn't use cultural treasures. Even the talents of Jinshi couldn't support one person to go that far. Only by uniting could there be hope.

"Fang Zhenguo is so courageous, I agree! There is no other way but to keep writing poems to face the avalanche! We will do what Fang Yun said and hold an unprecedented avalanche literary conference!"

"Others use literature to make friends, we use literature to make friends, and our reputation will be passed down through the ages!" Li Fanming said with a smile.

"Okay! Please invite Fang Yun to host this literary conference. I will not accept anyone else!" Sun Naiyong said loudly.

Yan Yukong smiled and said: "Since we are talking about poetry and prose, it is natural that Fang Yun should be in charge! Fang Hui will be the first, please."

A few people seemed to have thought of something, and their expressions changed slightly, but they said nothing.

Fang Yun did his part and held his hand slightly, saying: "Although we are climbing this time, the focus is on breaking the snow. Although there are many things to break the snow and cold weather, the only ones that are really useful are wind, pine, plum and other things. Who wants to call me here? Out of water and fire, it's just like You are looking for a dead end, and although the mountains and rocks are strong, they can be easily used by avalanches to hit us. Therefore, you should think of poems with themes such as wind, pine, and plum blossoms, and keep them as short as possible to prevent accidents. Any other insights?”

Sun Naiyong immediately said: "Let me add a few words. If this avalanche falls at once, our poems must be as good as possible to mobilize more vitality of heaven and earth, so that we can firmly resist this avalanche. But the avalanche keeps coming, and I When you have to walk a twenty-mile mountain road in an avalanche, you don’t ask for the beauty of the poems, but you want to ask for quantity and speed. Do you understand?”

Fang Yun immediately said: "Brother Sun is worthy of being a heir of a military strategist. He is right. If someone can write a poem that will be spread all over the world, the power will naturally clear the entire hillside of avalanches in an instant, but the avalanche will come back immediately, and I The distance we can go forward during this period is limited, so doing so is a waste of talent. Therefore, in terms of this article meeting, it is enough to go out of the county, and anything more is a waste. "

"Okay! This poem will be ranked based on the number and actual merit! I once won a life-extension fruit. Whoever has the most poems and has the greatest credit, I will give away the life-extension fruit for the past ten years as a lottery!" Conte argued.

Fang Yun said: "Since I am the leader, I cannot be stingy, so I will use a Hanhu shell as the lucky draw."

Yan Yukong, Mo Shan and other high-status candidates offered something as a bonus, but most of the other candidates did not have that strength and gave nothing.

Fang Yun said: "Please think carefully about the poems and choose the theme of the poems according to your own preferences and temperament. Please remember, don't ask for good, but ask for more."

Everyone nodded, then found a safe place to stand or sit, closed their eyes and kept thinking about the poems.

After a while, Yan Yukong said: "Except for you, we are all talented. If nothing happens, each of us can write fifty poems. More than thirty of us have written thousands of poems, which is enough to pass this test." "Avalanche Slope. However, if you write good poems, you can use them several times, but because the poems are more powerful at first, they should be based on new poems. Each person should prepare at least ten poems!"

Fang Yun said: "Okay! In addition, all those who can write quickly will report and be prepared. If an accident occurs and the avalanche cannot be withstood, those who can write quickly can avoid the annihilation of the whole army."

"Comet Corridor, like Xuehai, has the power to turn reality into reality. It is equivalent to an invisible holy page. Ordinary poetry consumes far less talent than war poetry, but the difference in effect here is not big, so everyone should try not to write war poetry. ”

Subsequently, Fang Yun became the leader, with Sun Naiyong and Yan Yukong as assistants, and they began to continuously improve the method of climbing up the mountain and passing the avalanche.

Xun Ye stood aside silently, saying nothing, and no one paid attention to him.

Everyone prepared for two quarters of an hour before they got up one after another.

Fang Yun was thinking about appropriate poems. Suddenly, a cry that was slightly similar to a dragon's roar came from a very far away place. The malice in that voice made people feel disgusted involuntarily.

Fang Yun and all the people raised their heads and saw a dragon, a hawk demon and a dragon barbarian standing on the top of the mountain.

The most outstanding three holy sons of demon and barbarian prevailed over the others and walked ahead of everyone.

Long Ling on the top of the mountain suddenly smiled contemptuously and shouted loudly: "Only after entering the Comet Corridor did I realize that it is extremely difficult here. I am convinced that you humans cannot go up the mountain at all! Fang Yun, waiting at the bottom of the mountain, walked out of the Comet Corridor. It’s your death! You useless humans, you are destined to not even be able to pass the third corridor! Hahaha..."

After Long Ling finished speaking, he turned around and left, and the Dragon Douji seemed to have said something to him, which made him extremely unhappy.

The human race leaders were angry and ashamed, but Longling was too strong and climbed onto the avalanche slope first, so no one could find anything to refute.

Li Fanming said angrily: "I'm not as big as your family, and I didn't show off just now, but now I want to show off to encourage you! I have a cousin who is beautiful, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Except for her lack of talent, she is no less talented than anyone else." Scholar. The family is looking for a husband for her. If anyone can make a great contribution to the Wenhui and become the leader of the Wenhui, I will personally help you propose a marriage!"

Everyone was originally angry, but they were amused by what he said. Jia Jing'an said: "I've heard about your cousin, who is both talented and beautiful. The person who proposed marriage crossed the threshold, but you really spent a lot of money. Fang Yun, it depends on you. Maybe you will thank Longling in the future."

"Why do I feel that Fan Ming is making excuses? He just wants to marry his cousin to Fang Yun."

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Suddenly, Xun Ye, who had been silent all this time, snorted coldly and said: "You don't want to know clearly. This article competition is about quantity. If the poems are too good, it is wrong. No matter how good his literary talent is, what can he do? What's more, he has just become Juren, the talent is only a little bit bright, how useful can it be here?"

Many people had actually known this for a long time, but it was difficult for them to reveal it. Unexpectedly, Xun Ye exposed it.

Everyone looked at Fang Yun, and Li Fanming smiled and said: "Fang Yun, don't listen to his nonsense. He is jealous of you. Maybe you can use very little talent to write the most poems that can break through the avalanche."

"He is a broken man, so don't pay attention to him! Since he is like this, when he leaves the Holy Ruins, I will publicize what he did in the Holy Ruins."

"Xun Ye, let's join forces to climb the mountain, so don't come! You might want to 'rescue yourself' again, and then push us down the mountain together to kill us!" Jia Jing'an sneered.

Xun Ye had an angry look on his face and said: "It is impossible for humans to pass through this third corridor. Do you really think of yourself as the dragon of the Kong family? Don't worry, I will never go up with you to die. I will watch you fail from the bottom of the mountain. Watch you get killed by an avalanche!"

"If it weren't for the first five corridors being blocked, you would be kneeling on the ground and kowtow begging for mercy!"

"I don't care about a bunch of dead people! You idiots who overestimate their capabilities!" Xun Ye waved his hand and stood further away.

Yan Yukong coughed lightly and said, "Don't worry about this kind of villain, Fang Yun. You are quick-thinking and smart. Even if you are not very talented, your role is far beyond that of ordinary people. Even if you don't write a poem, as long as you You are also the first to be able to discover the pattern of avalanches like floating ice rivers!"

"Yes! What we value now is your mind!"

Fang Yun smiled helplessly and said: "This avalanche slope has certain rules, such as the changes in the speed of the avalanche, the increase and decrease in the amount of snow, etc., but the problem is that they cannot be broken by cleverness, only by force. Since Demon Ancestor If you are determined to let the Third Corridor test Yaoman's blood, strength and endurance, you will not be able to give us a chance. But don't worry, if my poems are not good, I will not take the prize or anything like that. I don't want it. These things are missing.”

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. The lottery is just a convention of the Wenhui. Our goal is to pass the third corridor! Prepare to break through the avalanche and climb the corridor! The leader of the Fanghui will ask for command!"

Fang Yun nodded and began to direct everyone.

Not long after, more than 30 people lined up in a diamond formation and moved forward, with Fang Yun walking at the front. They originally disagreed, but Fang Yun said that he was the leader of the guild, with little talent but good physical strength, so everyone reluctantly agreed.

No one knows that Fang Yun comprehended part of the power of Demon Ancestor and Comet Corridor in the first corridor, and the ice and snow chill in the third corridor is exactly the same as that in the first corridor, only slightly stronger, but for Fang Yun it is It was nothing at all, not to mention that there was a fog butterfly absorbing the chill nearby.

At the bottom of the mountain, Xun Ye looked at Juren who was about to enter the avalanche area.

"Idiot! Let's all die! If all of you die, no one will publicize what I did in the Holy Ruins! I will become the only winner. Not only will the Xun family not be ashamed because of me, but they will be ashamed because I once entered the comet. Since the evil king is not dead! , must be lurking in the dark. Since he entered the Holy Ruins for the King of Stars, he must be fully prepared! You are all wasting your efforts! When he entered the Holy Ruins, his avatar could only be placed on the spiritual beast, but after entering the Holy Ruins, There’s more to put your trust in!”