The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

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Chen Zhixu, the Grand Marshal of Jingguo, suddenly shouted: "It's not good!"

Everyone was stunned and realized one after another.

"Sheng Fangxu is in danger!"

"Fang Xusheng has never entered the Thirteen Cloud Ladder?"

"Never heard him say that!"

"What if he really never entered the Thirteen Cloud Ladders, then after victory..."

"It's over..."

Everyone in Jingguo looked anxiously at the real-life map.

In the first ladder.

Because the demons and barbarians fell into the trap, all deaths and injuries were attributed to Fang Yun alone.

Fang Yun successfully killed Yaoman and the enemy general Xin Zhi, and won a complete victory in the military confrontation.

Fang Yun sat on the dragon horse, looking at the cheering soldiers with a smile.

Suddenly, the entire battlefield collapsed and turned into countless fragments and light, flying ten feet away from Fang Yun, condensing into an old man of light and shadow.

There is no light in the world, and Fang Yun only feels that he is in the void.

The old man's whole body was composed of white light, his appearance was blurry, and he couldn't tell who he was. He stretched out his finger and pointed at Fang Yun. Fang Yun felt cold all over his body, and then his eyes turned red, and his body and mind were enveloped by endless fighting spirit.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Kill all the unkind and unjust people!"

"Kill all those who are enemies of me!"

"Kill all the scum that block the progress of the human race!"

"Kill all the monsters!"

"Everyone who blocks the path of the human race will be killed!"

"If the king is an enemy, he can be killed! A great scholar can be killed if he is an enemy! A semi-saint can be killed if he is an enemy!"

"All living things can be killed!"

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Countless thoughts flashed through Fang Yun's heart. At this moment, Fang Yun was completely enveloped in the terrifying murderous and fighting intent, and there was nothing else but killing in his eyes.

However, no matter how many thoughts he had, he could never destroy Fang Yun's mind.

I don’t know how long it took, but I was inspired by literary courage and swept away all negative thoughts.

Fang Yun found himself in the Wen Palace, and there were endless enemies in the upper, lower, left, right, and rear directions of the Wen Palace. There were soldiers from the Jing Kingdom, soldiers from the Qing Kingdom, soldiers from the Wu Kingdom, and monsters. There are barbarians, as numerous as sand and dust.

Hundreds of millions of foreign enemies are constantly attacking, but every time a monster approaches, the giant dragon hanging on Fang Yunwen Palace roars loudly, splitting hundreds of millions of soldiers and horses.

Fang Yun quickly understood that he had absorbed Xin Zhi's killing power, resulting in a mutation.

Fang Yun secretly wiped his sweat. This was his first time entering the Thirteen Cloud Staircase. He had never experienced the power of killing before.

The first time someone else obtained the killing power was when they won their first victory on the First Ladder. The amount of killing power was very small, but Fang Yun directly obtained part of Xin Zhi's killing power. The total amount was that of an ordinary person. Dozens of times more than the first time.

"Fortunately, I am brave and determined, otherwise it is very likely that I will be shattered by the murderous intention and lead to a mental breakdown."

Fang Yun didn't know where the enemies outside came from. He had never seen such a situation in the book, but with Wen Gong Panlong guarding them, there didn't seem to be any danger.

However, Fang Yun still had lingering fears. If it were someone else's Wen Palace, even an ordinary bachelor might be invaded and breached by these foreign enemies.

Fang Yun observed Wen Gong carefully and soon discovered the changes.

The self-statue in the Wen Palace has an extra ornament on its waist, a tiger charm!

"I have never heard of anyone having a tiger talisman inside the Wen Palace statue. Could it be...that this is the reason why hundreds of millions of enemies outside are attacking our Wen Palace?"

Fang Yun knew that there were too many secrets in this world, so he stopped thinking about it. With a thought in his mind, the military book "Thirty-Six Strategies" appeared.

At the lower end of the cover of the military book, there is an extra white cloud pattern, which means that the power of all military tactics in the future will be increased by 10%. Every time you pass a ladder, you will get a cloud pattern.

Fang Yun stretched out his hand to touch "Thirty-Six Strategies" and thought to himself, he didn't know when it would become "Fang Zi's Art of War".

Then, Fang Yun was suddenly shocked. His idea was obviously too bold compared to before. Although I am rude to the Qing people, it is because they are an enemy country. But I suddenly wanted to write "Fang Zi's Art of War". It was not an idea at all, but a desire.

"The art of war and the power of killing are indeed extraordinary. However, since I chose to minor in the art of war, I should make changes in some aspects. Military experts are not as benevolent as Confucianists, not as strict as Legalists, and not as compassionate as doctors, but they have The spirit that no one possesses is like a sword, hidden deep in its sheath. Once drawn out, it has the power to tear apart the heavens and the earth. The way of war is to plan ahead and move forward bravely!

Fang Yun suddenly realized that he had been too cautious before. For example, in this battle, he completely planned ahead, but lacked some courage.

The power of killing makes up for the lack of courage.

Fang Yun smiled slightly and left Wen Gong with his mind. Before he could open his eyes, he heard a quarrel in the hall.

"Xin Zhi, my son, if Fang Xusheng is harmed today, I will sacrifice my life for justice and cut your head off!" He Ludong cursed loudly.

"You Jingguo people are simply unreasonable! If Fang Xusheng cannot bear the power of killing, he is asking for it. What does it have to do with Xin Hanlin?"

"You Qingguo people are so scheming! Sacrifice the killing power of a mere Hanlin to hurt my Jingguo Xusheng. Even if he wakes up, I am afraid that his literary courage will be damaged, and the literary war will inevitably fail!"

"How do we know that Fang Xusheng has never been to the Cloud Staircase? He is a Xusheng. He can enter the Thirteen Cloud Staircase even before the palace examination is over. If he doesn't go, is it because we Qingguo people didn't remind him?"

"Fuck your mother!"

"Cough..." Qingjun coughed heavily, and Baiguan's voice decreased.

Before, Qing Jun had a gloomy face, but now, although Xin Zhi had clearly lost in the battle of military tactics, Qing Jun was in high spirits, with a ruddy complexion, as if he had encountered something great.

The people of Jing looked at Qing Jun with disgust.

Qing Jun seemed to not know how the scholars of Jing looked at him, and said: "Everyone, please be patient, we are all scholars, why bother arguing? Wait a minute, Fang Xusheng is a lucky man, don't worry too much. Don't worry, if Fang Xusheng's literary courage is injured, this battle can be postponed, and we Qing people will never take advantage of others' misfortune, nor will we show off that Qing is better than Fang Xusheng and Jing."

The last sentence was superfluous, which made the officials of Qing understand and feel good, but the people of Jing cursed Qing Jun for being shameless in their hearts, but they had no choice. If their enemies gave up the literary battle in advance, they would naturally write about it and ruin the enemy's literary reputation.

Fang Yun didn't expect that they would quarrel for him. He opened his eyes helplessly and was about to speak, but he found that his body was a little strange and he couldn't speak. A blood-red light flashed in front of his eyes. At the same time, a strong smell of blood emanated from the Wen Palace and instantly spread throughout the hall.

Everyone felt boundless fear and felt that they were surrounded by countless enemies and faced death at any time.

Some palace maids and eunuchs were so scared that their bodies went limp, and the most timid ones were even scared to death.

"Ah..."

"Fang Xusheng, how are you?"

"Fang Yun, what are you doing..."

"Lord Xusheng..."

All the officials of Jing State looked at Fang Yun with trepidation. This strange phenomenon was too obvious. It was like the killing power eroded the Wendan, causing the power to be unstable, so it leaked out and affected others.

All officials of Qing State secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Yun was injured, and the Wen war, Qing State won!

Some officials of Qing State couldn't hold back their joy and immediately sent this news to their relatives and friends.

Soon, articles written by people from Qing State gloating over the misfortune appeared on the discussion board.

"Fang Xusheng lost without being defeated, and Qing State won without winning!"

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