The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

These ten Jinshi are old and experienced, and have experienced countless gentle breezes and rains or storms. Fang Yun's words seem ordinary, but the word "uncle" is not ordinary.

Fang Bo is over seventy years old, and Fang Yun is very young. It stands to reason that he should call him uncle or other higher-generation titles, but Fang Yun called him "uncle", which means that Fang Yun already knows Fang Bo's real generation, and it also means that Fang Yun is using this title to tell everyone that he already knows everyone's details.

Jingguo alone may not be able to do it, but Fang Yun's friends are all over the family, and he can check the ten generations of the ten old Jinshi who have been famous for a long time.

However, everyone does not know much about Fang Yun.

The ten old Jinshi either smiled indifferently or had no expression on their faces. This is also part of the literary battle, the battle of mentality, and they guessed that Fang Yun must have clashed with the people of Qingguo at the previous banquet.

Fang Bo smiled at the other nine people and said, "I will compete with this young man from my family. Please wait for a moment, old friends."

The other nine old scholars in white nodded, and eight of them turned around and left, but Qu Hange, one of the ten old scholars of the human race, suddenly said, "Fang Yun, if you can hold on to me, I will personally send you back to Jingguo!"

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Qu. When the literary battle is over, please tell Shijun's first disciple that Jingguo is not a place for him to run wild, so don't come again." Fang Yun said.

"Hmph!" Qu Hange turned and left.

Several scholars shook their heads slightly. Shijun's first disciple was humiliated by Fang Yun at the Qixi Literary Meeting last year, and his courage was gone. He also had an old relationship with Qu Hange's son, so it was no wonder that Qu Hange would target Fang Yun.

Several old scholars with bad tempers looked gloomy, while those with good tempers had no choice but to smile bitterly, thinking that Fang Xusheng was indeed as rumored. He was polite at ordinary times, but he would be ruthless once he met an enemy. The phrase "Don't come again" implies that Xiangzhou will soon be the land of Jingguo, which stirs up their emotions again.

Later, Fang Yun found that all ten Jinshi touched the official seal and accepted the letter.

Fang Bo's eyes flashed with surprise, and said: "Next, you and I don't know where we will be sent to the literary world. If you feel that you can't win, remind me as soon as possible, and I will stop immediately. The literary battle is not a literary fight. If I can't stop, there may be casualties."

"Thank you for your reminder, uncle. If you signal, I will also show mercy." Fang Yun told the truth. The two sides did not have a real deep hatred. If they died in the literary battle, it would be too unfair.

"But... you are unlikely to die." Fang Bo's eyes flashed with envy.

Fang Yun naturally understood what Fang Bo meant. Dong Sheng was afraid that something would happen to him, so he did not hesitate to consume his strength to personally use the literary world to descend. As long as he was in danger, Dong Sheng would naturally save him, but others might not have this good luck.

Because the literary battle is a battle of life and death.

Both sides took three steps back and looked at each other calmly.

All the information about Fang Bo flashed through Fang Yun's mind.

Fang Bo, a native of Fengzhou, Qing, was brave and aggressive since childhood and didn't like to study. But later, his family changed and he saw his father being killed. His temperament changed drastically and he worked hard to become stronger. After becoming a Jinshi, he killed his enemy, but when he was investigated by the Ministry of Justice of Qing, he did not admit it and even swore a poisonous oath that if he did it, he would never become a Hanlin.

Because of that poisonous oath, Fang Bo has not become a Hanlin until now. Later, he experienced various battlefields, grew up from life and death, and gradually became a well-known Jinshi in the Ten Kingdoms. And in Qing, he was very famous.

Fang Bo's most brilliant achievement was leading a team of Juren out, and was ambushed by three demon marquises, ten demon commanders and a large number of demon generals. In the end, he fought and retreated, and actually won, but except for him, all the Juren died in the battle.

Since then, Fang Bo no longer went out, and only participated in the defense of the deserted city.

Fang Bo was already a poetry maniac 20 years ago. Now he has cultivated three war poems to the third level, two of which are scholar war poems and one of which is a juren war poem. At the same time, his verbal battles have long been talented and sword-like, and he has reached the level of three rings. Excellent Hanlins are no more than this.

Fang Bo once competed with the Hanlin of the Third Hall who had passed the third Hanlin Hall. In the end, both sides admitted that they were tied, but later the Hanlin of the Third Hall said that if the two sides really fought to the death, Fang Bo would have at least a 90% chance of winning!

Fang Yun recalled every detail about Fang Bo in his mind. Fang Yun knew very well how powerful these old Jinshi were. They had turned fighting into instinct, and he would fail if he was not careful.

When he was in the Jinshi hunting ground, Fang Yun had already experienced the power of the poetry-crazy Jinshi, but those poetry-crazy Jinshi were all under 50 years old. If they were compared with the ten elderly Jinshi of Qingguo, they would definitely lose!

The most outstanding Lei Li among the Jinshi in the hunting ground is very strong, especially the "Great Wind Song" of the third realm, which can turn an ordinary tornado into a wind giant, and can use two or even three heads at the same time, so strong that Fang Yun feels helpless.

However, even if Fang Bo is the weakest among the ten, he can easily deal with Lei Li.

However, Fang Yun has not been idle these days, he has been studying, practicing, and improving.

Fang Yun said, "I have already selected three items for the literary battle. I wonder if my uncle has already selected one?"

Fang Bo said, "I am not as wealthy as you, Xu Sheng. You have the Mist Butterfly and the Inkstone Turtle. I just received an urgent letter saying that you have the Ink Girl. As for me, I originally only had one Hanlin Wenbao pen. Before this literary battle, I selected two Hanlin Wenbao from Qing Jun, a total of three. I can't go into details about the other two. You have to be careful."

"Since my uncle already knows, I don't have to hide it."

Fang Yun originally prepared the Mist Butterfly, the Inkstone Turtle and a Hanlin Wenbao pen, but after getting the Ink Girl, he gave up the Hanlin Wenbao pen without hesitation.

"Then, let's begin the literary battle." Fang Yun said, and he and Fang Bo bowed to each other.

The moment Fang Yun raised his head, he found that the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

The surroundings turned into a dense forest, with towering trees, as high as seven or eight feet, and the sun could hardly shine in.

Fang Yun did not panic, and quickly leaned against a tree, and then looked around. There were no insects, no birds, and no signs of life in the woods.

So Fang Yun took out a piece of paper and put it on the ground, then leaned over, put his ear on the paper, and listened carefully, hoping to determine Fang Bo's position through the vibration of the ground.

However, nothing was found.

Fang Yun immediately let the mist butterfly fly out and landed on his shoulder, then took the inkstone turtle out of the Yinjiangbei and placed it on the tray in front of his chest.

The ink girl was in the ink, and seemed to be a little shy, not daring to show it all.

Fang Yun held the brush in his hand and whispered, "Little Ink Girl, this battle is very important for me. I hope you can help me and don't try to run away like the Ink Turtle."

Ink Girl nodded, then stretched out her little hand and patted the Ink Turtle's shell.

The Ink Turtle shook slightly and said very reluctantly that it would cooperate.

Fang Yun nodded and looked at Ink Girl with a happy smile. This little guy absorbed the ink sticks and ink in the whole city, especially those priceless ink sticks, which must be of great benefit to her.

Fang Yun was about to continue looking for Fang Bo, when Ink Girl suddenly showed a puzzled look, then jumped lightly, stepping on the ink water like a graceful girl, forming ripples. She pointed to the southwest and looked at Fang Yun at the same time.

"You mean, there is someone there?" Fang Yun was happy and surprised.

Ink Girl nodded obediently.