"I am from this place and have been studying for more than 100 years. The white-robed man said slowly.

Fang Yun said: "I probably understand, but I am afraid it took a lot of effort for you to get here!"

"I don't like. You can't go to this Jinshan Academy. ”

Fang Yundao: "Since Your Excellency knows that I am climbing the sixth mountain, so persecution, it is really no different from a demon barbarian!"

The white-robed man did not speak.

"Since Your Excellency does not speak, then you will no longer hinder you, thank you. ”

Fang Yun raised his feet to leave, and the white-robed man spoke again.

"You shouldn't live today, and Wenxin shouldn't deserve it. ”

"I can't get it, it's not up to you to decide, it's up to Shushan to decide. ”

"I'm here, you can't get it!" the white-robed man's tone was categorical.

Yan Chixia said strangely: "You are so unreasonable! If Fang Yun is wrong, you will either reprimand or punish, but you will cut off his way forward for no reason, and he will not be able to save his friends, which is too much." ”

Fang Yun said: "This person ...... It's a stranger, not a person from here. ”

"Brother Fang Xian, don't worry, if he doesn't let us, we will break through! I said that if I escort you to the academy, we will definitely deliver it, and we can't fall short in front of the door." ”

Fang Yun nodded, stepped on the stone steps and walked forward, saying as he walked: "I hope Your Excellency will give way, otherwise no matter whether I get it today or not, he will definitely seek justice one day!"

Fang Yun saw that the white-robed man lowered his head slightly, continued to turn his back to him, holding something in both hands, and then began to recite in a low voice.

"In the past, Di Yao, smart and thoughtful, the world ...... the world"

The white-robed people recited the content of the "Book of Shang", which recorded the speeches of the kings and nobles in ancient times, and is the oldest historical book in the world.

The whole book is obscure and difficult to understand, no one dares to study it until it is a university scholar, and even Confucius's personal disciples dare to study it after they have achieved academic success. Scholars below the university level only memorize the full text and understand its superficial meaning, but cannot dig out the real meaning contained in it.

Fang Yun listened to the content of "Shangshu", and he couldn't help but hang his hands and lower his head, just like a student being trained.

At this moment, Fang Yun completely forgot about Cui Yingying and Nie Xiaoqian, let alone any White Lady, and even Shushan was forgotten.

Every time he heard a word, Fang Yun would instinctively analyze it. Use what you have learned to interpret the words you hear.

The words of "Shangshu" are subtle and meaningful, like gold in a stone, which cannot be taken lightly, and can only be refined with complex means and tools. If the means are unclear and the tools are unfavorable, panning for gold in the stone is just wishful thinking.

Fang Yun inspired the nature of the reader, attracted by this mysterious and ancient text, and studied it word by word.

That person read more and more content, and Fang Yun often had to comprehend the content behind without understanding the front. It's like a leaky bowl of water, the more water you have, the more you leak, and you'll never be satisfied.

Yan Chixia is the same as Fang Yun. In a trance, he began to study the righteousness in the "Book of Shang".

After a while, an object in Yan Chixia's waist suddenly moved, and a piece of golden light dispersed. Protect Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia's eyes were clear, and she found that Fang Yun was standing on the ground in a daze, as if she had lost her soul. Immediately angry.

"Demon monestics people with the intention of causing harm, how can I, Yan Chixia, tolerate you! I said that if I send Fang to Jinshan Academy, I will not hesitate to exhaust a qiē! Where my body is, where righteousness exists, my blood will turn into blue, and I will exchange my life for ten years, and I will exchange the righteousness of heaven and earth with ten years of life!"

Yan Chixia spit blood in her mouth, and recited the Jinshi war poem "White Horse Chapter", which was written by Cao Zhi, a generation of talents, and the poem can call out the White Horse General in four sentences, until the recitation is completed, the strength of the White Horse General will reach the strongest.

The vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth surged, and as soon as General Baima appeared, he was wearing golden armor, holding a divine bow, and his whole body exuded a faint heroic righteousness.

The white-robed man just snorted softly, and the White Horse General suddenly dissipated, and the "White Horse Chapter" was completely interrupted.

"You actually ......" Yan Chixia's eyes were even more sad and indignant, and she roared again, "Where the body is, where the righteousness exists, my blood will turn blue, and with ten years of life, I will change the righteousness of heaven and earth!"

Yan Chixia vomited blood again, recited the Jinshi battle poem "Demon Swinging Chronicles" made by herself, condensed into a blood-colored demon slaying sword, exuding a more powerful aura of heaven and earth righteousness than the previous white horse general, and was about to kill the white-robed people in front.

The white-robed man just moved his fingers slightly, and the Demon Slayer Sword suddenly turned around and cut off Yan Chixia's left shoulder.

Yan Chixia's entire left arm flew out, bleeding profusely, and then it was stopped by Caiqi

"Good, good, good! Terran Yan Chixia, for Brother Fang Xian, three times please heaven and earth righteousness!"

Dark red blood flowed from the corners of Yan Chixia's mouth, flowing slowly, but it never stopped.

"Teenage conceited Lingyun pen ......"

Yan Chixia recited "Demon Warrior Zhi" again, and once again condensed into the Demon Exterminating Sword, but when the Demon Exterminating Sword was about to fly out, the sound of the white-robed man reciting "Shangshu" suddenly intensified, and then the Demon Exterminating Sword exploded, Yan Chixia subconsciously used her other arm to block, the entire right arm was blown up, and a small arm flew out.

The white-robed man's voice reciting the "Book of Shang" returned to normal, and his voice became a little soft, as if he was persuading Yan Chixia to stop.

Yan Chixia was furious, the Wen Palace was shocked, and she let the blood flow out of the corners of her mouth, and said: "I, Yan Chixia, have killed all the demons, but if I have a word, I will never turn back! Fang Yun will help me kill the tree demon, and I will send him to the academy!

The sky shook slightly, the vitality was furious, and a grand sound sounded, like a giant elephant roaring, and like a giant drum shaking lightly.

Yan Chixia's nose and eyes slowly flowed red blood, and she slowly said into a chapter: "Shao...... Year...... Self-......"

A new Demon Slayer Sword floats in midair.

When Yan Chixia recited the last word, the sword of demon slaying flew out like an arrow off the string, hitting the back of the white-robed man's head.

The white-robed man suddenly stretched out his right hand and clamped the Demon Slayer Sword with two fingers, and the power of the Jinshi War Poem, which had the power of the fourfold Blue Blood Pill Heart Power, was powerless to resist between the two fingers.

"You ......"

Without waiting for Yan Chixia to finish speaking, the white-robed man clamped off the Demon Slayer Sword, and half of the blood-colored lightsaber flew backwards, sweeping over Yan Chixia's right leg and knee.

Yan Chixia's body fell to the ground crookedly, clenching her teeth, her mouth did not make a sound, her face was sallow, and sweat flowed.

"I ...... Yan! Chi! Xia! Five please heaven and earth righteousness, with my remaining life, fulfill my promise......!

Dark clouds are rolling in. The wind is blowing.

Yan Chixia was covered in blood, standing on one leg and standing up slowly, obviously seriously injured, but her face was radiant, and the surface of her body exuded a milky white shimmer, like a sage of the sky and a prophet of the human race.

Yan Chixia once again exported the chapter "Demon Chronicles", and a new demon sword was formed, no longer blood, but a dignified golden sword, the weapon of the king.

A golden holy page flew out of his waist. Fluttering flew into the air, merging into the demon-slaying sword.

At the same time, a petite and delicate figure appeared from Fang Yun's drinking river shell, dressed in white, delicate and unparalleled, but his gaze was extremely resolute.

"I'll also help Fang Lang!" Nie Xiaoqian finished speaking, jumping into the demon slaying sword.

The sword of demon slaying did not change, but within a thousand miles, the dark clouds emptied, the wind was still, and all evil wailed.

"Farewell!" Yan Chixia lowered her head slightly.

Whoosh. The sword of demon slayer pierced the back of the white-robed man's heart, pierced through his body, and sank into the stone steps.

"That's it, that's it......"

The white-robed man's body vanished. There was only a two-foot-long hair left in mid-air, fluttering and slowly burning.

Fang Yun's body moved, his eyes blank. Then he blinked slightly, his eyes clear, and looked suspiciously at the long hair fluttering and burning in front of him. looked at Yan Chixia beside her, who had lost her arms and was standing on one leg.

Fang Yun's face changed greatly, and the missing memories immediately appeared in his mind, and he found that when Fang Cai was listening to "Shangshu", there were still the voices of Yan Chixia and Nie Xiaoqian.

"Brother Yan! Xiaoqian!" Fang Yun's heart was like a knife, and he reached out to support Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia lowered her head, a smile on the corner of her mouth, but she couldn't speak anymore.

The white light on Yan Chixia's body dissipated, a gust of wind blew, and her body turned into ashes and dissipated.

"Brother Yan!" Fang Yun shouted, reaching out to grab it, but he couldn't catch anything.

Fang Yun turned abruptly and stepped up the stairs, reaching out to grab the hair that was only half a foot long.

A force hotter than the depths of the volcano and more majestic than the sun in the sky erupted from the hair, and Fang Yun flew upside down like a ball kicked by a giant elephant.

Fang Yun clutched the long hair in his hand.

The long hair was still burning, and Fang Yun's palms exuded the smell of burnt flesh and blood.

Fang Yun didn't let go.

"Strange Book World, help me!" Fang Yun roared in his heart.

The burning hair disappeared silently, and then Fang Yun saw that in the pitch-black world of strange books, a slender hair struggled, and was finally suppressed by a more powerful force, quietly suspended in the void.

Hair no longer burns.

"No matter who it is, I must find you! Swear to avenge today!" Fang Yun's eyes were full of hatred.

Fang Yun looked down at the burn on his right hand across the palm, held it hard, raised his head to look at the academy on the top of the mountain, lifted his robe and stepped up the stairs.

Fang Yun's body was still rippling with Yan Chixia's remnants of heaven and earth righteousness.

After walking more than a dozen steps, Fang Yun suddenly stopped, and then continued to walk forward.

The huge water dragon still entangled the entire mountain, and there was no obstacle to the other party's transportation.

After a short time, Fang Yun climbed the last stone staircase and looked forward through the main entrance of Jinshan Academy.

I saw hundreds of scholars standing in various places in the academy square, constantly attacking with war poems, and in the center of the academy square, there stood a beautiful woman dressed in white,

The beautiful woman was surrounded by many cyan fragments, which were combined or separated, constantly resisting attacks from all directions.

In addition to the war poems, there were three lip swords flying around near the beautiful woman, two of which were already broken.

"Stop!" Fang Yun shouted.

Bai Suzhen's body trembled, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly covered her ears.

The rest of the readers were ecstatic.

"It's the righteousness of heaven and earth!"

"This person actually came with the righteousness of heaven and earth, at least it is also the inheritance of the Great Confucian!"

"This snake demon can't go!"

Everyone stopped, but the three swords were still suspended near Bai Suzhen, staring at them.

"Who's coming?" asked a dignified old man, dressed in a warrior's robe, while the two beside him wore the same clothes.

"Lift people to take the benefactor home. (To be continued......)