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Some people were originally disappointed in Fang Yun, while some people did not say it, but they still had expectations in their hearts. The reason why Yan Yukong didn't jump down immediately but looked back was because there was an expectation in his heart.

Fang Yun is still there!

Many of the Jinshi who were fighting glanced back in the interval, their eyes shining with hope.

"Look, it's not just paper, it's a holy page!"

"It may not be a poem of huiqi, but it must be a powerful war poem!"

"I'll just say that Fang Xusheng can!" Qiao Juze clenched his fists.

"Yes!"

Fang Yun is still there!

All the people who were originally meditating opened their eyes and looked at Fang Yun together.

They seemed to have an illusion that even if Fang Yun couldn't write a poem about returning qi, as long as Fang Yun was there, he wouldn't die.

Fang Yun took a deep breath and said, "I have been in the Spring Garden for many days, and I have occasionally obtained a small poem, but I have been missing something. Today, listening to your words, I occasionally feel something, so I will write a whole poem to help you!"

After speaking, Fang Yun picked up the pen and wrote quickly.

"Half an acre of square pond is opened, and the sky and clouds and shadows wander together. Ask: How can the canal be as clear as it is? ”

A layer of heirloom treasure, a layer of original treasure, a layer of the first treasure, a layer of holy page treasure, and a treasure light formed by the pen, ink and inkstone!

A mighty and vigorous power emanated from the article, and the wind was blowing in the heavens and the earth, making it impossible to even breathe.

The sacred page flew away, and suddenly the image of a square pond in the spring garden was projected outward, and I saw that the square pond was like a mirror, and the shadows of the sky and clouds fell on the pond and shook gently, and this pond was extremely clear, because it was at the source of the pond. There is a constant infusion of new water.

The Holy Page burned, and an ethereal sound came out of the flames, the sound was somewhat the same as the sound of the Holy Dao before Fang Yun, but it was more subtle and lighter, and it didn't seem to involve the real Holy Dao, but it also touched the edge of the Holy Dao.

All the Jinshi couldn't help but exclaim, whether it was the well-informed Confucian family or the poets who had experienced the war, even the plague lord who controlled the thunder and gravel was all changed.

The Lord of the Plague couldn't help but scold: "This is a Holy Dao War Poem! How could it appear in front of this Holy Path! Even if it only involves the edge of the Holy Dao, it is also a Holy Dao War Poem! Once this kind of war poem reaches the Four Realms." It is possible to summon a complete half-saint will! When you reach the Five Realms, you can't imagine it! This poem, once Fang Yun understands it, it will definitely be a disaster in my demon world! However, fortunately, it is not a holy way to kill the enemy, if the holy way to kill the enemy poem appears, the heavens and the earth will be shaken, I am afraid that the ancestral god incarnation can be forced back to the demon world, it is not a holy blood clone, but a more powerful existence than the great sage. Killing a half-saint like me is as easy as pinching an ant to death. ”

The sound of the reinvigorating poem spread in all directions.

Within a few tens of miles, all the plague corpses were wiped out, and then they were covered with vigorous weeds.

The demon man closest to the castle slowly fell, and this act of falling to the ground seemed to be contagious, and the demon barbarian in patches was like wheat that had been cut off. One after another, they fell to the ground.

"Not good!" Thunder Gravel shouted, pointing ahead.

"Bang ......" A voice sounded out of nowhere, and Lei Li's figure flickered, and his eyes became bright.

"Save Me ......"

Lei Li finished shouting. His gaze suddenly darkened again, and then a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes turned green.

"The Barbarian Saint is indeed the wise man of my demon realm. I have long determined that Fang Yun is a character who must be killed by my demons. It's a pity that those old things are stupid and useless, for fear that the barbarian saint will lead the barbarian clan to overwhelm the demon clan, and will not send the good war half-saint to fight, forcing him to go to the demon ancestor court in person, but in the end, he fell into the trick of the human saints and was killed by Shushan Town. Soldier Barbarian Saint, your unfulfilled will be completed by this Saint for you! Even if you let this Saint and the deity be injured, you will kill this son!"

In Lei Li's eyes, there was a green flame burning, reflecting the castle in front of him, and above the castle, there was only Fang Yun.

In front of Fang Yun, the battle poem turned into a square pond, evenly divided into more than three hundred points, and fell into the eyebrows of each jinshi.

"Ah......h

"It's so comfortable......"

Many Jinshi couldn't help but close their eyes and couldn't help moaning, everyone was like a dry grass in a long drought, and they instantly gained a strong vitality.

In the Wen Palace of these Jinshi, the talent is like a river!

Everyone's Wengong seems to have an extra source of talent!

Fang Yun finished writing this unprecedented poem of the return of the Jinshi and coughed lightly.

This is a masterpiece of Zhu Xi, a great Confucian in ancient China, containing extremely profound philosophies, forcibly written, exhausting all the talent on Fang Yun's body, fortunately, there are fragments of Wenqu stars in the Wen Palace, which provides Wenqu star power at the end, otherwise Fang Yun will be drained of at least ten years of life.

Zhu Xi's status in Confucianism is the first person after the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. In the Chinese Confucian Temple, in addition to the most holy Confucius, there are four saints Yanzi, Zengzi, Zisizi and Mencius, and then the highest status is the twelve philosophers, of which eleven are disciples of Confucius, and only Zhu Xi is not a disciple of Confucius!

Even Dong Zhongshu, who deposed the hundred schools, Han Yu, the pioneer of Weidao, Zhou Dunyi, the originator of science, and Wang Yangming, a master of psychology, were all under Zhu Xi.

Fang Yun once said, "If there is something, it will be changed, and if there is none, it will be encouraged", which triggered the voice of the Holy Dao, which is Zhu Xi's words.

Fang Yun's brows furrowed slightly, the power of this Hui Qi poem is very strong, so strong that it can be used by more than three hundred Jinshi at a time, but only he has not been affected in the slightest, it seems that the Hui Qi poem is too special, and it is already the limit that he can use it, at least he has to be a university scholar to let himself also get the effect of talent recovery.

"It's fine. Fang Yun smiled indifferently, consuming all his talents, in exchange for a hundred times his talents, is a big profit.

At this moment, there is a light under the lead cloud, and it is impossible to distinguish between day and night, but in the Shengyuan Continent, it is more than nine o'clock at night, many people are idle, and there are more people who pay attention to the Wenbang than during the day.

In front of the gate of the school palace in Jingguo Capital, a huge light curtain was erected, and the light curtain showed the ranking of the ten countries in the hunting ground.

Qingguo has always ranked first because he killed the demon barbarian overnight yesterday, followed by Qiguo and Wuguo, then Yunguo and Shu, and the sixth place is Jingguo.

There was a lot of discussion on the list.

"It's hateful, Qingguo is actually ranked first!"

"Don't worry, my Jingguo will definitely be able to surpass it slowly. ”

"It's a pity, not long ago, my Jingguo list jumped to fourth place, which is really unprecedented. ”

"It must have been done by Fang Yun, except for Fang Yun, no one can make me Jingguo Jinshi kill demons and destroy barbarians more powerful than other powers. ”

"To be honored, to be called Fang Xusheng!"

"However, not long ago, my Jingguo's ranking suddenly rose very slowly, and now it has reached sixth. If it continues like this, it is likely to be surpassed by Jiaguo and Yueguo. ”

"It can't be that Fang Xusheng has an accident, right?"

"Crow's mouth! How could something happen to Fang Xusheng!"

"It must be Fang Xusheng who is cultivating in Taoguang, or preparing a strong force!"

"Yes, it must be!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that on the top of the literary list, the number behind Jing Guo, who ranked sixth, skyrocketed at an incredible speed, and the number quickly flipped over, and the value of the list increased by thousands in the blink of an eye.

However, in a few breaths, Jingguo surpassed Yunguo in the ranking, ranking fifth.

"Look! The ranking of all countries has not moved, only I, Jingguo, is soaring! It is already fifth!"

"It's going to be fourth! it's fourth!"

"Oh my God, it's unbelievable that it's third!"

"It's still rising! It's still rising! I don't know how many places I'll be able to get to in the end! If I get to the first place, the old man will run around the capital naked!"

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