The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

The Hunting Ground Island is a very peculiar existence.

The entire Deserted City Ancient Land is a continent surrounded by the ocean, and the Hunting Ground Island is the only island.

There is no life in the sea of ​​the Deserted City Ancient Land. Everyone who left the continent to explore far away, whether it was a great scholar, a great demon king or a semi-saint clone, all disappeared without a trace.

Over time, no one explored the ocean anymore.

Due to the special nature of the Hunting Ground Island, the demons outside the island could not enter from other places, and the demons inside the island could not leave, so it became an important base for the human race to study demons.

Fang Yun looked at the thick leaden clouds in the sky, feeling uneasy in his heart, but he didn't know where this uneasiness came from.

"This hunting ground has been controlled by the human race for many years, so nothing will happen. I am afraid that the uneasiness in my heart is because the strength of each country is too strong. Among the ten middle-aged Jinshi from Jiaguo just now, there are actually three blood-soaked men. That feeling is correct. They have killed too many monsters and barbarians. It's like they have been soaked in monster blood for decades, and their bodies have a faint breath of blood. One of them is probably the famous Lei Li from the Lei family. His strength is probably not inferior to mine."

Lei Li was originally one of the top Jinshi. Because he was punished to the ancient land of the deserted city, he has been honing his Jinshi position for more than 20 years and fighting for more than 20 years. His strength is definitely stronger than that of ordinary Hanlin. With more than 20 years of life and death experience, it is impossible for him to be inferior to Fang Yun, who became a Jinshi for less than two months.

A person's talent is important, but efforts in the right direction are never inferior to talent!

If you fail after trying hard, it is not because the efforts are wrong, but because the direction is wrong.

The human race has a "holy way direction theory". Some people believe that a person's achievements are not mainly determined by talent or effort, but by whether they find the right direction and persist.

Li Wenying is one of them. He once said that his most difficult moment was not because he was not appreciated for his talent or because he looked up to the genius, but because he could not find the direction to work hard!

Li Wenying did not even know the direction of his cultivation at that time, but later he figured it out. He majored in Confucianism and supplemented with military science, and also studied related knowledge. However, Li Wenying did not succeed immediately. Instead, he worked hard for several years before he made a splash in the palace examination and became the current Jianmei Gong.

Fang Yun took a deep breath slowly, calmed down his emotions, and walked out with everyone, thinking as he walked.

"As I said in the 'Spring Hunting Class', the ancient land of the deserted city is 'sunken' than the Shengyuan Continent. In fact, the gravity is stronger, which is about four times that of the Shengyuan Continent, while the gravity of the demon world is about three times that of the Shengyuan Continent. This degree of gravity change is a burden for ordinary scholars, but it is nothing to me. The air here has a strange smell and extremely mild toxins, which has no effect on me. After all, I have eaten fake dragon balls and a real dragon ball from the dragon clan a few days ago."

The dragon ball is very powerful, which greatly enhances his ability to control water, but has no effect on his talent and literary status.

Fang Yun's current physical strength is comparable to that of the demon generals of the Jiaolong clan. Of course, the protective ability of the scales cannot be taken into account. Fang Yun's skin is stronger than the dragon scales.

When walking, all the scholars began to move their bodies to adapt as soon as possible. If they were not going to meet with other people next, they would immediately practice a set of military boxing to warm up.

Fang Yun followed the crowd out of the incomplete hall, stepped on the old stairs, and saw many people standing in front.

There were scholars from various countries who came to participate in the spring hunt, and some people wearing the clothes of the ancient land of the wasteland.

Fang Yun only took a quick look and found that the people wearing the clothes of the ancient land of the wasteland were a little different. They were shorter than ordinary people, and their skin was whiter, but very rough. The "Spring Hunting Class" did not talk about the reasons for the changes in the human race in the ancient land of the wasteland, but Fang Yun immediately understood when he saw this scene. The gravity was strong, and the bone density of these people would probably be greater. The smaller the body, the more suitable it is for this environment.

The white skin is because there is no sunlight all year round, and the roughness is because the air and environment here are actually very bad. Once out of the wasteland, ordinary people cannot survive for a long time.

However, Fang Yun was a little confused. There seemed to be a lot of people in front, more than 10,000. It stands to reason that there are at most dozens of ancient land scholars who came to greet them.

Not only Fang Yun was puzzled, but many people in Jingguo were also puzzled.

The moment Fang Yun appeared, a large number of ancient land scholars showed joy on their faces, and a few were even ecstatic, with fanaticism in their eyes.

This is not the Shengyuan Continent!

In the ancient land of the deserted city, the human race has only one idea, to kill the monsters!

They cannot let the monsters gain a greater advantage, and must fight for the human race.

They don't care about the rich and powerful families, whoever contributes more to the human race and whose power can help them, they will support him.

There is no doubt that Fang Yun's war poems, courage-refining poems and various visions related to him have been of great help to the scholars in the ancient land!

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is half a lifesaver.

"Meet Fang Xusheng!" Tens of thousands of people bowed in unison.

The people of Jingguo suddenly realized that it was no wonder that there were so many ancient scholars here, and they all came for Fang Yun.

At the same time, the Jinshi of Jiaguo appeared in the ruined hall and heard the greetings of tens of thousands of people in unison.

Other Jiaguo people smiled and were happy for Fang Yun, but the five Jinshi of the Lei family looked unhappy.

A young Jinshi looked at Fang Yun's back, and then looked at the dense leaden clouds over the ancient land of the deserted city, with a look of resentment on his face. He was the nephew of Lei Yue, the former head of the Lei family. He usually admired Lei Yue very much, but he didn't expect Lei Yue to give up the position of head of the family for Fang Yun and come to the ancient land of Huangcheng to spend the rest of his life.

The future of one of the most outstanding scholars in the Lei family was ruined.

Fang Yun did not expect that even the scholars of the ancient land would treat him so solemnly. He was stunned for a moment and then immediately returned the greeting.

If Fang Yun came to the ancient land of the deserted city to do other things, those scholars would have rushed up long ago, but the spring hunting for Jinshi was about to be held to decide the number of Jinshi from the ten countries to enter the Holy Academy and the number of times to enter the Hanlin Hall. No one dared to act rashly and could only endure it.

After the Jinshi from the ten countries arrived, the great scholar who presided over this deserted city led everyone to sit on the dragon carriage, leave this 100th deserted city, and set off for the Jinshi hunting ground.

There are too many ancient places in the deserted city, so the human race named them with the simplest numbers.

As soon as he left the wall of the deserted city, Fang Yun felt that the air had changed, and his nose was a little hot, but this strangeness was fleeting. There was no other problem except a little odor when he breathed again.

On the other hand, except for the middle-aged Jinshi who had no change, the other Jinshi all coughed lightly, and some of them coughed particularly severely.

Fang Yun looked at the three Jinshi who were coughing particularly badly, and sighed in his heart. The teacher of the Spring Hunting class said that these three people were not suitable for the environment of the ancient land, and their strength would be only half! Just like acclimatization, taking medicine is useless. These people only need one month to adapt, but the Spring Hunting only lasts for three days.

Many Jingguo people looked unhappy. They didn't expect that their side would be like this before the Spring Hunting started.

Poetry madman Ma Chaoming smiled and said, "This year's Jinshi are not bad. Five people in the batch five years ago were unwell. Well, let's take a look at the Wenbang. The Dingbang has changed."

Fang Yun held the official seal and entered the Wenbang.

The Dingbang of the Wenbang originally had his and others' poems and essays, but now it has been replaced with the names of ten countries, with a "zero" behind each country.