The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Kong Detian said: "Delun and I both have 'Zhengxin Seats'."

Kong Delun, who was standing by, also took out a straw mat that exuded a faint holy light from the Yinjiang Shell.

Kong Delun was a newly promoted Jinshi who had fought side by side with Fang Yun in the Holy Ruins.

"As expected of the Kong family." Several people praised in a low voice. Even such a young Jinshi had a Zhengxin Seat.

Although the former residence of the semi-saint can sanctify items, it is limited after all, far less than the Kongsheng family. The general semi-saint family only has more than ten Zhengxin Seats, which are used by those university scholars and even great Confucian scholars. Even important direct descendants can only use them occasionally.

Several people from the sub-saint family also took out their own. In the end, there were a total of twelve Zhengxin Seats spread on the open space of the fortress. If they squeezed together, they could seat seventy or eighty people.

The monsters were getting closer and closer, and everyone quickly distributed them. Since the more talents, the faster they recovered, and different people used their talents differently, everyone was divided into five levels, and the frequency and time of using Zhengxin Seats were determined according to the level.

Among them, the sixteen blood-bathed men and Fang Yun are the most important, and they can use the Zhengxin Seat at any time, and they are in the first class. The middle-aged poet is in the second class, the ordinary middle-aged Jinshi and the seven Jinshi of the Holy Academy are in the third class, the rest of the young Jinshi and the Jinshi with dragon bones are in the fourth class, and the remaining new Jinshi are in the fifth class.

Those of lower class did not complain. Now it is not about the distinction between noble and humble, but the capable ones are promoted and the incapable ones are demoted. Let the strong ones recover more talents, which is good for everyone.

After the distribution, Fang Yun said: "There are few monsters attacking now, I will rest first." After that, he took the responsibility to sit in a corner of the Zhengxin Seat, meditating with a righteous heart, and constantly reciting the "Spring and Autumn Annals" in his heart.

Different people pursue different holy ways, and recite different holy classics. Since Fang Yun read the real scene of "Spring and Autumn Annals" in the Ten Kingdoms Competition, he has used "Spring and Autumn Annals" as the main book for Zhengxin meditation, and the effect is more than ten times that of reading other holy classics.

The demon barbarian army did not rush to the castle together. The first to rush to the castle were the plague corpse soldiers, but under the exposure of the sun's fire, their strength was greatly reduced.

Due to the control of the plague, their jumping ability has deteriorated, and they cannot jump to a height of three meters, so the threat is minimal.

The second batch to arrive was the 50,000 remnants from the Demon Mountain. Although they were the last remnants of the 150,000 demon barbarians, a large number of demon commanders and demon generals had not taken action, and their overall strength was greater than the 100,000 dead demon barbarians.

After Fang Yun recovered 90% of his talent, he stood up immediately. At this time, Lei Li and five people controlled by the Lord of Plague led another demon barbarian army to the bottom of the castle.

Fang Yun looked around in the distance. In addition to the previous two armies, there were eleven demon barbarian armies coming, with a total number of an unprecedented 500,000, making the total number of demon barbarians here more than 600,000!

The total number of demon barbarians in the entire Jinshi Hunting Ground was only about one million.

Fang Yun sighed lightly. The military saint and the Lord of Plague were so well prepared that it would not be unfair if he died here.

It was not that these scholars were incompetent, but that the talents of the human race were limited, and there were only two ways to go.

If they did not attack the Monster Mountain, they would die when the Lord of Plague became powerful.

If they attacked the Monster Mountain, no matter how they fought, they would eventually be surrounded by the well-prepared monsters.

This was not a battlefield with symmetrical information. The Lord of Plague knew even their whispers, and he must know every move of the entire hunting ground.

Even if the Lord of Plague was a clone, he was a clone of a half-saint. No matter how weak he was now, he still had the power of a saint.

Lei Li rode a dragon horse and stopped hundreds of feet away from the castle, followed by an army of 50,000 monsters.

Lei Li smiled sinisterly and shouted: "Cease fire!"

All the monsters, including the plague corpse soldiers, immediately retreated and gave up attacking the castle.

The scholars also stopped. Some people did not care what Lei Li said at all, and immediately sat down on the spot to think quietly.

Lei Li held the whip in his right hand, looked at the castle and said with thunderous tongue: "Fang Zhenguo, you are a rare talent of the human race, and my demon world is in need of a genius like you. The ancestor god has ordered that as long as you are willing to serve the demon world, we will give you a body of the descendant of the ancestor god, which is only slightly weaker than the real dragon clan. The saints will help you with all their strength and guarantee that you will be canonized within a hundred years! As long as you can help us conquer the Shengyuan Continent, we will definitely canonize you as the master of the human race, and then help you become a great saint with all our strength, and you will not die for 100,000 years!"

The whole audience was silent, and a few Jinshi had their heartbeats accelerated. The words of the Lord of Plague were too attractive. The master of the human race and the sainthood of a hundred years, how many human races or demons dreamed of it.

Some Jinshi looked at Fang Yun worriedly, but more Jinshi did not worry at all.

Fang Yun looked at Lei Li, smiled indifferently, and said: "You don't have to give those you said, I Fang Yun will take them myself!"

Fang Yun's voice was full of unprecedented firmness, resonating with the literary talent, spreading ten miles.

Tens of thousands of demon soldiers screamed and held their heads, feeling countless sharp blades cutting their brains. Even the military flags could not make them recover. In the end, their screams became smaller and smaller, and they died of bleeding from all seven orifices.

Thick smoke billowed out of the bodies of those plague corpses, and a large amount of plague power was burned by the fire of the sun.

If the plague corpses were burned into mummies by the flames, the plague corpses would completely lose their threat.

The bodies of the five Lei family scholars shook, and the eyes of the five people suddenly regained their former brightness, but in an instant they were covered by an invisible force, and their eyes dimmed.

"Fang Yun, don't refuse a toast and drink a penalty!" Lei Li's face became more ferocious.

"I don't want the wine of the demon world!" Fang Yun said.

Lei Li sneered, "You are worthy of being the Mad King Fang Yun. Your every move is in my sight! Even if you can recover your talent, it is very limited. Your talent will be exhausted in half an hour at most! By then, I want to see how crazy you are! Of course, I am thirsty for talent, and I will still give you one last chance! As long as you surrender, I will let the other 300 scholars leave alive!"

Fang Yun's face changed slightly. This Lord of Plague is really vicious!

Yan Yukong suddenly snorted coldly, and said with a spring thunder: "Lord of Plague, you underestimate my human Jinshi and Fang Yun too much! Do you think that if you say so, we will fight among ourselves or even hope to sacrifice Fang Yun in exchange for our lives? It's ridiculous! All human races, I only ask you one question, when you become scholars, who is not ready to die on the battlefield?"

Ma Zhaoming smiled slightly and said: "More than ready to die, since I was saved by my literary friends at the risk of his life ten years ago, I know that every extra time I live Every day, every extra demon barbarian killed is a huge profit! Today, we can fight hundreds of thousands of demon barbarians, so why fear death! "

"We scholars love life, but we are not afraid of death!"

Fang Yun gently raised his head, looked at the Lord of Plague, and said: "Continue to attack, the more you talk, the more we look down on you insects! You beasts, how can you know the heart of our human race! How can you know the courage of scholars!"

Every Jinshi couldn't help but straighten his chest, even those who were thinking in a positive way, their bodies slowly straightened up.

Lei Li, who was controlled by the Lord of Plague, was stunned and cursed in a low voice: "A group of lowly hard bones, really disgusting to this saint! Attack!"

At the command of the Lord of Plague, all the demons roared and rushed to the Mo family castle, covering up the sigh of the Lord of Plague, which was very complicated, with disappointment, disgust, and a trace of inexplicable respect.