Li Wenying's left arm was placed behind his waist, his feet were on the white clouds, and his body was straight, quite imposing.

"I see that you have a tired look on your face, go back and rest, and I will leave at once. Tired of Fang Xusheng, who writes the heirloom poems?" Li Wenying half-jokingly, and many people smiled slightly.

The Void Sage is not an actual literary position, but an honorary title, and the honorary status is above the Great Confucian, and below the Semi-Saint, but the actual status is only equivalent to the Great Confucian, and it is on an equal footing with Li Wenying.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, and said, "Then the student won't say more, I wish the Duke of Jianmei to deter the ten directions and suppress the demons in the ancient earthquake of the deserted city!"

Li Wenying nodded, and was about to leave, when he suddenly said: "You become a Huiyuan, and now you are already the 'head of the case', 'Maocai', 'Xie Yuan' and 'Huiyuan'. ”

"Students should work hard. ”

"You went from a child to a jinshi in one year, and you are a 'jinshi in the same year' that has not been produced for thousands of years, and there will be rewards from the imperial court and the holy court. However, don't be careless, the Jinshi Spring Hunt on the fifteenth day of the first month is a competition of ten countries, just like in the Ten Nations Competition, it is difficult to turn the tide with your own strength, as long as you rank in the top nine of the ten countries and one city, you are victorious. ”

"Students do their best. Fang Yun knew Li Wenying's mentality, he was about to go to the deserted city and ancient land, he didn't know how many days it would take to come back, after all, he was an elder, and he instinctively nagged a little in the face of the juniors he cared about before leaving, so even if Fang Yun became a virtual saint, he didn't have the slightest impatience.

The rest of the young people looked at Fang Yun with envy, they had a lot of difficulties with Li Wenying's words, but Li Wenying took the trouble to tell Fang Yun, they were also young people, and their treatment was simply a world of difference.

After Li Wenying finished speaking, he suddenly frowned and asked slowly, "...... you?" Do you really want to fight like a state?"

Fang Yun immediately said firmly: "Since the student once said that he would recapture Xiangzhou, he will fight a state in the future. Raise the prestige of our country!"

"That's fine. Li Wenying sighed lightly and said no more.

Fang Yun said: "Whether the student is about to experience a spring hunt or a cultural war, it is not worth mentioning. However, Jian Mei Gong went to the deserted city and ancient land, not only to face the ancient demons, but also to face the sniping of the hunters of the ancestral gods, and Jian Mei Gong should be more careful. ”

One person immediately said, "What Fang Wenhou said is true. Master Li, you have just become a Great Confucian, you have an old relationship with Fang Xusheng, and you are an important figure in the Great Confucian hunting list. The situation at this moment is even more dangerous than Fang Yun. You are not afraid of other hunters, if a hunter of the Ancestral God Clan at the same level as the Demon Emperor makes a move, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

The demon world set up a hunting list, the most important thing is to motivate the demon genius, and the elite of the murder clan is secondary.

The ancestral gods have a long heritage, and they all have the cultivation methods created by the ancestral gods themselves, and there is no need to compete with the rest of the demon clans for the holy ruins or the dragon platform, at most go to some places such as the heavenly tree.

The ancestral god clans basically disdain to hunt the human race under the Great Confucian, but once they become Great Confucian. It will inevitably be listed as the target of the hunters of the various races of the ancestral gods.

In recent years, one-fifth of the great Confucians who have died in the human race have died from the hunters of the ancestral god races, which is a very terrifying number.

Everyone sighed silently. Fang Yun is right, Li Wenying is too dazzling, and the scholars are not yet in the eyes of the ancestral gods, but they have become great Confucians. is already one of the biggest troubles in the demon world.

Li Wenying nodded, his expression solemn, he knew better than everyone how dangerous it was in the deserted city and ancient land.

"All the half-saint families of my human race have elites stationed in the deserted city and ancient land. There, the strength of the soldiers and the Mo family is unprecedentedly strong, and the Jianmei Gong has minored in the holy path of the soldiers, and he should be like a fish in water in the deserted city and ancient land. ”

"Gong Jianmei must be careful of those who have anything to do with the Zong family, the Lei family, or the Sima Xiangru family, etc., they may be angry with you because of Fang Yun's relationship. ”

Many scholars suddenly felt powerless, Fang Yun and Jingguo had too many enemies and were too strong, in case a family harmed Li Wenying, it was really possible for people to find no evidence.

It is a war-torn deserted city and ancient land, except for the original people half-saints, no half-saints can enter, not the Shengyuan Continent, and many of the rules of the two places are not universal.

It can be said that the entire deserted city ancient land is a large two-realm mountain, the human race and the demon barbarian fight for the deserted city, different from the two-realm mountain, the ancient land of the deserted city has many treasures, and each deserted city also has another miracle.

Qiao Juze said: "Fang Yun, then every day Dongyun left the capital to go to the border to serve in the army, you gave him a poem of Zangfeng, it is better to give Jianmei Gong a poem." However, the original Tibetan Feng poem is rare, just write an ordinary farewell poem. ”

"Yes! I have few Confucians in Jingguo, and Jian Mei Gong is in danger here, if my Jingguo scholar can't even come up with a good farewell poem, I'm really ashamed. ”

"Just now, we were discussing in a low voice how to give poetry to Jian Mei Gong, but we found that our talent was insufficient, so naturally we couldn't get an axe in front of Jian Mei Gong. ”

"Except for you, the poet ancestor who calls the sword poem, who is still qualified to give a poem to bid farewell to the Great Confucian?"

"Brother Fang, don't hesitate. ”

Fang Yun was a little hesitant, he had just woken up, and his body was still a little sick, he really didn't think about it, he was unprepared.

Li Wenying suddenly smiled and said, "Fang Yun, if my expectations are good, you will participate in tomorrow's Xuemei Wen Meeting, right?"

"It's being considered. Fang Yun couldn't cry or laugh as soon as he heard the words Xue Meiwenhui.

Some readers like snow, some readers like plum, but the two things are born together in winter, many readers have to divide a superior, no one is willing to admit defeat, so that the snow plum dispute stretches for hundreds of years, although it is a literary dispute, is a pastime for readers, but there will still be disputes at this time of year.

Fang Yunzhen didn't expect that Wen Xiang Jiang Hechuan was the Mei Party, and Li Wenying was the Snow Party.

The scholars present all showed peculiar smiles, and some friends who usually had a very good relationship suddenly became hostile to each other, but everyone could see that the hostility at the moment was all fake, not really incompatible.

Li Wenying said: "It's a pity that I can't participate in the Xuemei Wenhui tomorrow. It's snowing heavily today, so you might as well write a farewell poem with the word 'snow' and give it to me. Farewell is the main thing, snow is secondary, how?"

"Rebel against the party!" a Han Lin who was good friends with Li Wenying suddenly snorted coldly.

"Fang Yun, you don't want to fall for the tricks of the Snow Party! You once wrote a Mei poem, you are the orthodox and backbone of the Mei Party, you must not be deceived by the Snow Party's traitors!"

Fang Yun immediately pretended to be innocent and said, "Where did I write Mei poems?"

The man immediately said: "You wrote a poem "Xie Cai He", 'The Cai family washes the trees by the inkstone pond, and the flowers bloom with light ink marks;

The other person immediately retorted: "Which eye did you see that there were ink marks and plum blossoms on the edge of Cai He's pool?"

"I've seen it with both eyes! Go, go, stay away from me, you go to stand on the side of Wen Ying's anti-party. ”

Many scholars burst out laughing, and it was only before and after the Xuemeiwen meeting that someone dared to joke and scold a great Confucian as a rebel against the party and a thief.

Li Wenying smiled and said: "When I return from the deserted city and ancient land, the next Xuemei Wenhui will be the next time I will kill the plums in the world with a pen!"

"The Snow Party traitors are too rampant!"

Qiao Juze coughed lightly and said, "This time, regardless of the Xuemei dispute, we will only talk about farewell." Since everyone wants Fang Yun to write a farewell poem, they naturally have to obey Jian Meigong's arrangement, Fang Yun, you can write one. (To be continued......)