Back in Lujia Town, everyone slept, but Fang Yun did not sleep, but silently read the holy scriptures in the world of strange books.

Fang Yun will not relax for a moment, because the scriptures and ideas of the saints are the foundation, and if the foundation is not strong, the more poems are written, the greater the hidden dangers.

Fang Yun didn't go to bed until seven o'clock in the morning, and at nine o'clock, he got up with everyone.

Fang Yunshen entered the Wen Palace, and was pleased to find that his talent was more condensed, the whirlpool of Wen Qi accelerated again, and even the Wen Palace became more solid.

"Although I experienced the battle yesterday, and even had some understanding, and killed the demon with my own hands, it can only enhance the courage and talent of the Wen, how can the Wen Palace also be strengthened? Could it be that the merit of the human race of slaves and demons is counted on my head, and this human race luck strengthens the Wen Palace for me?"

Fang Yun didn't think much about it, but he just felt that he had a better chance of becoming a saint showman.

After breakfast, the group set off again, this time to the area where the traces of youkai had been found during the day.

With slaves, it is also very easy to find demons during the day, but there are very few monsters during the day, and only nine heads are killed in the end.

The Xiucai class of the State Academy of Literature is centered on Lujia Town, and slowly hunts monsters in the next few days. It's a pity that there are more and more monsters day by day, and on the fourth night, I was busy all night and only killed one pig demon.

Because killing demons usually takes ten days, everyone discussed for half an hour, and finally decided to leave Lujia Town and go to the depths of Zeshan to monsters. Every ten days and half a month, the monsters in Zeshan will come down the mountain and attack lone people or livestock, and now few monsters dare to attack villages and towns.

Before leaving, some people in Lujia Town saw off everyone, and the boy named An Chengcai was inconvenient to appear because of the wind cold, so the mayor of the town thanked these demon killers on his behalf.

The people invited people from Lujia Town to be coachmen, and they came to the foot of Zeshan in a bullock cart, and then each carried four days' rations and necessary things into the mountain.

For the next three days, they would eat and live in the mountains, and on the fourth day they would return.

The first class of Xiucai was still the first time to enter the mountain to kill demons, and they were all a little excited, Fang Yun gradually became old after many days of tempering.

Fang Yun has not been watching the battle, from the next day, he asked Liang Wuchang, who had the best archery skills among the archers, for advice, and began to practice archery, only for three days, except that he was not as good as those veterans in grasping the timing, he had surpassed all archers in archery strength and accuracy, and everyone thought that he had a talent for archery.

However, Fang Yun himself knew that the reason why his archery was accurate was due to the whirlpool of courage, because the courage was the purified spiritual power of a literati, and there was a big difference between a person with courage and no one.

Although Fang Yun only had a vortex of courage, it was enough for him to have a clearer goal and a more accurate perception than those ordinary archers.

"Shooting" is one of the six arts of the gentleman, shooting pots and arrows belong to shooting, these talents have been learned in the county academy or the government academy, only Fang Yun, a middle school show, will enter the state academy of literature.

However, the most valuable thing to gain from these Tianyun is not the experience of archery, but the other benefit of discovering the world of strange books.

You can learn the books while walking!

Although reading a book while walking is half as efficient as usual, it is also much more optimistic than nothing at all.

Fang Yun originally thought that it might take a long time for him to break through to Tongsheng and become a Xiucai, but these days, he continued to study the scriptures of the saints, constantly participated in the battle of killing demons, and constantly observed Xiucai's use of paper, which made him feel that he was very likely to become a saint in the near future.

Li Wenying has ordered the entire Jiangzhou academy and private schools to start teaching the "Three Character Classic", the Xuanting Book Store has also sold "The Legend of the West Chamber" and "The Pillow in the Pillow" throughout the ten countries, and various calligraphy and painting shops have also begun to sell "The Burrow".

The team entered the mountain at about two o'clock in the afternoon, walked for a quarter of an hour before encountering the monsters, and then began to kill the demons all the way, until the evening when everyone stopped counting the results and found that they had killed thirty-seven monsters in just one afternoon.

After dinner, everyone continued to kill demons, Fang Yun almost became a demon killer, shooting an average of five arrows to kill a demon citizen, and even one arrow was shot directly into the mouth of a demon soldier, nailing it to a tree.

In the middle of the night, everyone was tired of killing and had to retreat, find a cave that was once inhabited by youkai, and spend the night in it.

Fang Yun only slept two hours a day, so he took the initiative to ask for a vigil until five o'clock in the morning, and everyone arranged for him and Liang Wuchang to keep vigil.

Fang Yun and Liang Wuchang sat at the entrance of the cave on the left and right, quietly looking outside.

Liang Wuchang was silent, most of the time looking at the dark blue sky and the stars in a daze, occasionally glancing at the dark forest outside the cave.

Fang Yun used the world of strange books to read the classics of the saints with peace of mind, and after so many days, he had already bought all the anthologies of the saints and all the monthly magazines of the Holy Dao.

The books that ordinary people could not read until they were at least thirty years old had been quickly skimmed by Fang Yun to understand the thoughts of the saints, which was also an important reason why his talent grew both rapidly and steadily.

At three o'clock in the second half of the night, the sky in the east had an extremely light bright color, Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes, a thick smile appeared on his face, and then immediately took a deep breath to adjust his emotions, and said to Liang Wuchang: "Brother Liang, my stomach is a little uncomfortable, go outside first to make it easier." ”

Liang Wuchang got up and asked, "Do you need me to help you look out for the wind?"

Fang Yun pointed to the sleeping slave and said, "It's stronger than anything else." ”

"Also, you go, I'll be careful. ”

Fang Yun thanked Liang Wuchang, hugged the slave and left quickly, making it look like he really wanted to go to convenience.

Bypassing a few trees, away from the entrance of the cave, in a place where no one could see, Fang Yun put the slave on the ground, leaned against a big tree hugged by two people, closed his eyes, and entered the Wen Palace.

The whirlpool of talent and courage in the Wen Palace has changed greatly.

The childlike talent, which was as thin as a hair and ten inches high, was constantly expanding and shrinking, and each time it swelled it could reach the thickness of a thumb, and it was thinner than a hair at the minimum.

The Wen Dan Vortex is even more incredible, in the past, Fang Yun could still see that the Wen Dan Vortex was composed of dots of broken starlight, but now it turned too fast, and in Fang Yun's eyes, it became a line, and it became smaller and smaller, gradually condensing towards the center.

Fang Yun didn't move anything, because the most taboo for breaking through the position is the interference of external forces, and there is no elixir that can help people break through, so it can only be cultivated enough, and it will come naturally.

Fang Yun waited quietly in the Wen Palace, the ten-inch childlike talent suddenly exploded, and the orange light erupted from the entire Wen Palace, Fang Yun felt as if he was in a hot spring, extremely comfortable.

Fang Yun said, the next thing is that all the orange light converges and recondenses into an inch-tall talent qi.

However, Fang Yun waited left and right, and the orange light just didn't move.

"What's wrong? can be stuck? Heaven is going to kill me?" Fang Yun had a bad premonition.

At the same time, the brightest Wenqu Star in the night sky suddenly brightened, and its brightness had exceeded that of the full moon, and then it moved slightly, emitting a sound that every life in the Shengyuan Continent could hear.

The sound was extremely peculiar, with the heaviness of a bell, the crispness of jade, the melodiousness of a flute, and a supreme majesty, as if the only monarch in heaven and earth was issuing orders.

Whether it is the Ten Kingdoms, the Three Barbarians, the Four Seas, the Five Demon Mountains or the Demon Realm connected by the Five Demon Mountains, countless people, demons, and barbarians are awakened by Wenqu Xingdong.

Nu Nu immediately jumped up, looked around vigilantly, and then looked up at the particularly bright Wenqu Star, with fear in his eyes, and then looked at Fang Yun beside him, opened his small mouth in surprise, and kept blinking.

Then, a majestic force crossed the long distance and went straight to the top of Fang Yun's head.

Fang Yun thought that it was a talent descending from the sky, but suddenly his whole body cramped, and he felt as if his soul was torn apart, and then found that whether it was the main hall of the Wen Palace, his own statue, the starry sky of the Wen Palace, or the whirlpool of Wen Gall, they all turned into the tiniest particles at this moment, and if they were any smaller, they would turn into nothingness.

"Am I going to die?"

Fang Yun's eyes were dark, unconscious, I don't know how long it took for Lu Dao, he found that he was still alive, and everything in the Wen Palace was back to its original state, the orange light still did not condense the talent of Xiucai, everything just now seemed to be an illusion.

Suddenly, the voice came again, and it was louder than the first.

Fang Yun passed out in pain again.

Not long after, Fang Yun woke up again, the intense pain made him almost scold, wondering what was going on with Lu Dao, but before he could think about it, Wenqu moved three times.

Fang Yun passed out again.

Fang Yun woke up.

The text and song are in four movements.

Fang Yun fell into a coma for the fourth time.

Fang Yun was already numb when he woke up for the fourth time, he made full preparations for the promotion of Xiucai, read a lot of information, and asked the five Xiucai in the first class, but no one said that the promotion of Xiucai had to suffer so much.

Everyone said it was comfortable.

Five movements.

Fang Yun passed out again.

At this moment, countless people, demons, and barbarians are looking at the Wenqu Star in the sky.

When the half-saint was canonized, Wenqu Xing only moved three times, but this time, Wenqu moved five.

"Which powerful new half-saint canonized?" countless people pondered.

"Yi Zhishi canonized?" many people with literary positions speculated.

Wu Guo.

Yi Zhishi sat up from his dream, rushed out, hit a big hole in the door and rushed to the courtyard, looking up at the sky.

"Who is canonized in five moves!" Yi Zhishi was extremely shocked.

"No! There is no bell ringing in unison, it is not canonized! Could it be that he has become a great Confucian? No, a person who has become a great Confucian is so talented that he can sense it above the university scholar! Could it be that someone has just become a scholar and triggered the five movements of literary songs? It is absolutely impossible! When I became a scholar, I only made one movement of literary songs!"

Yi Zhishi, who was in his forties and had a handsome face, looked a little terrifying, but he returned to his former indifference and calmness in an instant.

"It's such a terrible literary song with five movements, it almost made me unfortunate. Who the hell is it?"

The Confucian Palace at the foot of Mt. Inverted Peak.

An eighty-year-old man looked at Wen Quxing indifferently, but there was a trace of shock in the depths of his gaze that could not be concealed.

Then he exhaled heavily, and the breath exhaled from his nose immediately turned into pale golden names, suspended in mid-air, which were the names of all scholars, including Li Wenying's name.

Subsequently, these names fell one by one, and all of them fell to the ground and disappeared.

"No one has become a new scholar. ”

The old man opened his mouth to blow in front of him, and this time more names appeared in the air, all of them were Hanlin, and they fell one after another as before.

"No one is a new Hanlin. ”

"Strange!" the old man shook his head, his eyes were cold and vigilant, and he turned around and walked back slowly, no different from an ordinary old man......

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