The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Denglong Taizhong, the land and islands are like clouds.

Fang Yun and Kong Detian were flying side by side. Within half a quarter of an hour, dragon demons or demon barbarians came from nearby.

In addition to the previous Ancient Crocodile Marquis, the Dragon Demon Clan also has the Ancient Wolf Marquis and the Ancient Bear Marquis.

Ancient Xionghou and Ancient Crocodile Hou came alone, but Ancient Wolfhou led a total of seven ancient wolf commanders. The running speed of these eight ancient wolves was not as fast as that of Ancient Crocodile Hou, but when moving from one floating cloud continent to another Sometimes, they will work together to overcome some obstacles or distances that the ancient crocodiles cannot overcome alone.

This Ancient Wolf Marquis also has three dragon patterns on his forehead, and his strength is comparable to that of the Ancient Crocodile Marquis and the Ancient Bear Marquis.

In addition to the original Holy Son of the Eagle Tribe, the Yaoman also has the Holy Son of the Ape Tribe, the Holy Son of the Rat Tribe, and the huge Saint Son of the Elephant Tribe.

Fang Yun didn't know much about the specific characters of the Monster Tribe, he only recognized the famous Holy Son of the Elephant Tribe, Xiang Po, but Kong Detian was in the Holy Academy and knew all the slightly famous Holy Sons of the Monster Tribe well.

"Ying Huo's reputation is not obvious, but in fact he has the highest status among the four holy sons. He often goes to and from the Ten Thousand Deaths Mountain, which is the most powerful training place for the demon clan. It is far more powerful than the Two Realms Mountain and other places. Ordinary ancient lands are more dangerous. The internal fighting among the demon clan is far more brutal than that among the human clan. Every year, there are ten bloody battles among the demon clans to compete for ranking."

"Where did Eagle Confusion rank last year?"

"Ying Huo didn't even bother to participate in the bloody battle between the demon commanders. Not long ago, he used three moves to cripple Lang Jue, who was ranked eighth among this year's top ten demon commanders. He was determined to be on par with the number one demon commander Jiao Qu."

Fang Yun nodded. No wonder Ying Huo was so careful. He turned out to be a well-known demon commander.

"That Sarugang is not very powerful. He only ranks twenty-seventh among the demon commanders in the bloody battle, but he is the smartest. It is said that he has memorized the books of hundreds of human schools. If he takes part in the imperial examination, he can at least become a Jinshi!"

Fang Yun looked at Yuangang. Yuangang was an ape that looked very much like a gorilla. He had a tall body and thick ape hair. He had obvious human characteristics. His eyes were bright and there was no bloodthirsty light in his eyes like other monsters.

"As for Shu Yue, he is the most cunning. I fought with him in Two Realms Mountain. You should have heard a little bit about my strength, but there is nothing you can do about it. The rat tribe is like this. The ability to kill enemies may be average, but it can save lives. The ability cannot even be compared to that of the Gekko clan."

"Needless to say, Xiangpo is a genius with two ancestral spirits. He can launch four attacks at the same time with elephant trunk, tusks, elephant roar and elephant legs. He has been ranked first in the bloody battle between monsters and commanders for three consecutive years. This year, he is said to be bored. No more bloody battles between demons and commanders. Most of the Elephants have a relatively gentle temperament, but this Xiangpo has an ancestral spirit that has inherited the power of the ancient demon mammoth. It is not much different from other Elephants at ordinary times. Once it gets into a fight, it will go crazy. "

Fang Yun nodded, even he knew about Xiang Po's deeds. In last year's Sangu Battle, Xiang Po not only defeated three human Jinshis in a row by himself, but even tied with Han Lin, a genius from the human race, which shocked the human race.

The four demonic saint sons were close to each other, flying on dragon gas clouds while communicating in low voices.

The Ancient Crocodile Marquis and the Ancient Bear Marquis are getting closer and closer, and there is a tendency to join forces, while the Ancient Wolf Marquis only leads his own wolf pack in pursuit.

The demon clan didn't know the true dragon's bones, but these three ancient demon princes all suspected that the true dragon's bones were related to Fang Yun, and pursued them closely.

Fang Yun and Kong Detian couldn't escape for a while, and Yao Man and Long Yao couldn't catch up. The three parties fell into a brief balance.

After bypassing an erected floating cloud land, he saw an ordinary floating cloud land ahead. A Jinshi in white was sitting on the Dragon Qi Cloud. He slowly took out one war painting after another from the Hanhu shell and use.

In front of him, the four-headed dragon demon commander was besieged by thousands of demon generals and demon commanders. These demon generals and demon commanders all had translucent bodies and were summoned by war paintings. Their strength was slightly less than that of real demon generals and demon commanders. Weak, but their numbers make up for the gap in strength. The four-headed dragon demon commander has run out of gas.

When Fang Yun and Kong Detian flew to the sky above the floating cloud land where Yun Nongzhang was, the four-headed dragon demon commander was finally completely killed by a large number of war painting demons.

These four dragons have dragon patterns on their foreheads. When one of them dies, the dragon patterns on their foreheads will leave the body and turn into golden light and enter Yun Nongzhang's eyebrows.

The rules for ascending the dragon platform were formulated by the ancient dragon clan. The dragon clan regards dragon monsters as food for young dragons. Every time a young dragon kills a dragon monster with dragon patterns, it can obtain the dragon energy from the other party.

Yun Nongzhang turned around and looked over, first at Fang Yun and Kong Detian, then at the four-headed demon barbarian saint son and the three-headed ancient demon lord. He sighed and said to himself: "My poor war painting. It’s going to cost again.”

After saying that, Yun Nongzhang rode the dragon qi cloud to face Fang Yun and Kong Detian. When the two sides were hundreds of feet apart, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Fang Yun in surprise.

"Monster! Really a monster!" Yun Nongzhang said while shaking his head.

When the three of them approached, Yun Nongzhang smiled and said, "Brother Detian, are you going to kill or run away?"

"Escape first, then fight if you can't get rid of him!" Kong Detian said, "I'm afraid you can see that Fang Yun has become a holy warrior and is pregnant with a sword!"

Yun Nongzhang's eyes shone brightly and he said, "After the sword is pregnant, Brother Fang, can you let me read your sword pregnancy poem?"

Fang Yun smiled and nodded. The sword-pregnant poem only works once, so it doesn't matter even if it is publicized. Many scholars often compare the sword-pregnant poems, and many scholars are studying how to write more powerful sword-pregnant poems.

"Okay!" Yun Nongzhang took out a volume of somewhat ancient war paintings from Hanhu Bei and handed it to Fang Yun. "This is a war painting that raises people, but it is a three-level war painting. It consumes little talent but is extremely effective. Big, best for you now.”

Fang Yun was stunned. People who painted the Three Realms were enough to become historical celebrities, and there were only three masters of the Three Realms in Juren history. The value of the paintings of these three people was still higher than that of the ordinary Three Realms masters.

Fang Yun did not pick it up immediately. He first thanked him sincerely and then took the old war painting with both hands.

Kong Detian first turned his head and looked at the demon beasts and dragon demons behind him. After deciding that there was no danger, he looked curiously at the war painting in Fang Yun's hand.

The war painting is slightly yellow and has nothing special about it.

Fang Yun slowly opened the scroll. There was no change at first, but the moment the scroll was fully unfolded, a huge change occurred.

This "Picture of Hundred Crows" was originally painted on a flat surface, but after the scroll was opened, the mountains and demonic crows inside actually formed a three-dimensional object standing on the scroll!

On the paper, it was just a shrunken lonely peak and a group of shrunken demon crows.

Fang Yun reached out and touched the lonely peak. Yes, it felt exactly the same as the rock, not the ink mark.

A hundred demon crows are scattered throughout the lonely peak like living creatures, patrolling, laying eggs, courting, or fighting. In Fang Yun's eyes, they are not paintings at all, but a miniature world.

"The painting of the three realms of Taoism is vividly displayed on the paper, and it is truly worthy of its reputation!" Fang Yun thought to himself.

Kong Detian had seen more paintings of the Three Realms than Fang Yun. His eyes passed over the signature, and then he focused on the one hundred demon crows, saying: "It turns out to be the work of the master Moxu. Although he failed to win the imperial examination many times in his early years, he died in anger. Give up the exam and never participate in Jinshi again He tried, but because of this he was advancing rapidly on the painting path. Among the hundred crows, there were one crow demon lord, twelve crow demon marshals, and the rest were crow demon generals. They were enough to resist the dragon demon lord for a long time, but it took a long time to use them. I don’t have much talent, but it’s really a life-saving treasure!”

Fang Yun closed the scroll, put down the chest flap and wrote quickly: "Thank you, Brother Nongzhang, for the gift. This thing can be used by everyone. It is of high value, even higher than ordinary Hanlin cultural treasures! I can't accept it."

Yun Nongzhang smiled and said: "I can only paint without painting. If I paint without painting, this is what my teacher taught me. So although I have countless war paintings, I will use them at the right time. What's more, my teacher There has been a prophecy a long time ago that it is 'Fang gets the painting'. If I don't give this painting to you, I will definitely not get the war painting in the future."

Fang Yun and Kong Detian smiled slightly. The original meaning of "I don't leave paintings to get new paintings" is that only by not being greedy for paintings can you get new paintings. However, Yun Nongzhang changed the meaning of "Fang" to Fang Yun, and the semantics became something he could not leave behind. Painting requires luck.

Fang Yun shook his head and handed the painting to Yun Nongzhang. If the two had a deep friendship, they could accept it safely, but they only met twice, and the painting was too valuable for any scholar to accept it.

Yun Nongzhang did not reach out to take it, but said sternly: "Brother Fang misunderstood. I am not giving this painting to you, but to the future Fang Luck who can keep my human race safe! If this painting can keep you safe for a moment, it will be worth it. Master Mo’s hard work! If you are in danger in the future, this painting can save your life, but I did not give it to you, and I will feel guilty for the rest of my life.”

Fang Yun wanted to refuse, but Kong Detian said coldly: "Your own safety is no longer your own business. If you die, how will your family and relatives face it? What will happen to the Jingguo where you live? What about the billions of people in the country? So what do you expect!”

Fang Yun was stunned and couldn't refute Kong Detian's words. He was absolutely right. Even if he always regarded himself as a scholar equal to others and would not be arrogant because of his high status, he was different after all.

Fang Yun remembered what Li Wenying said when he went to Kongcheng with Li Wenying.

"You have the power to change Jingguo!"

Fang Yun looked at the sincere eyes of Kong Detian and Yun Nongzhang, nodded heavily, put away the "Picture of Hundred Crows" and put it into the drink of Jiangbei.

Yun Nongzhang and Kong Detian smiled happily.

Although Fang Yun had never entered the Holy Courtyard, he suddenly longed for that place.

There may be the same bloody storms there as in Jingguo, but there will definitely be sunshine.

"If there is a ray of light between heaven and earth, I can continue to move forward!"

Fang Yun silently remembered the oath at this time in his heart.

Fang Yun picked up the pen, took a deep breath, and wrote carefully on the paper.

The light of the Holy Court.

When he wrote the word "holy", everything was normal, but when he wrote the word "yuan", the Banfeng pen in Fang Yun's hand made a gentle sound, and the light of the ink also changed.

When I write "的", a faint brilliance appears on the word.

The moment I finished writing the word "light", white flowers bloomed around the word.