Others were still busy, and some generals came over to greet Li Wenying.

"Yuan-kun!"

"Master Li!"

"General!"

Because Li Wenying was a general back then, people who worked on errands under him used to call him a general.

Li Wenying had already seen the situation clearly in the air, and his eyes fell on Chen Xibi's body, and he nodded: "Yes, I have seen that demon turtle, it is the grandson of Jiaowang, and it has the potential to turn into a dragon, and it is a great achievement to kill it." If you can become a Hanlin, I will go to the Holy Courtyard to ask for a life fruit, so that you can be reborn with a broken limb. If it really doesn't work, when I become a great Confucian, I will go to the demon world to get one for you. ”

Chen Xibi immediately said: "My subordinates don't dare to hide it, I don't know that this demon turtle is the grandson of King Jiao, and he was attacked by it and fell into a coma." It wasn't me who killed it, but Fang Yun summoned the Arrow Saint Spirit with the battle poem of the nine-layer treasure light to kill the demon turtle. ”

"Oh!" Li Wenying's eyes were like lightning, and he looked at Fang Yun seriously.

"We were all present at the time, and we saw with our own eyes that Fang Yun shot the demon turtle with a war poem, and I just wrote down the war poem. Please take a look. Mr. Wang handed the poem over.

Li Wenying took a look at it, and immediately recognized that this was a poem based on historical facts, praising the sages, and the power must be extraordinarily huge. Is there a name for the poem?"

"Arrows in the rocks. Fang Yundao.

After Li Wenying's expression moved, he glanced at Fang Yun again, as if he wanted to say something, but thought for a moment and said, "Tell me what happened in detail." ”

So the general told the ins and outs of the matter, and a few people were too far away from Fang Yun to see what Fang Yun had done, so Li Wenying asked Fang Yun again.

Fang Yun truthfully said that he saw his classmate being eaten alive by the demon turtle, and was affected by the five-fold blue blood pill heart, so he wrote this poem in grief and indignation.

After hearing this, Li Wenying said: "Your strong soldier poem and "Arrow in the Stone" are of great significance, first press for two months, and then I will ask the demi-saint to find a way to cover up, and wait for you to become a jinshi, and then correct your name, otherwise the demon and barbarian clans will kill you at all costs." Especially this "Arrow in the Stone", the power is huge, the distance is far away, and many Xiucai shoot together, which is enough to kill those ordinary demon generals, and enough to change the situation of the three clans!"

"It won't mean that much, right?" Fang Yun said.

The partial general explained: "At the level of Hanlin, everyone will fight poetry by themselves. Except for a very small number of poems that have been handed down to the world, those people will still use their own, after all, as long as they write by themselves, they will have a layer of original treasure, and they will also raise the treasure of poetry soul over time. It's just that the talented people have the least hand-to-hand war poems. Now with "Arrows in the Stone", the backbone of the demon clan is no longer a threat! Two years at most, when most of the talents learn "Arrows in the Stone", it will be the time when our human race will flourish!"

Li Wenying nodded and said: "The work of "Arrow in the Stone" is far beyond your imagination. When you become a Hanlin, you will naturally understand, and you will naturally get your rewards. It's just that your rank is too low now, and it's useless to go. ”

Everyone present guessed that it was probably related to those holy places, and they couldn't help but be extremely envious.

"Since you have eaten the pseudo-dragon balls, and you are under the Hanlin, you may be able to enter the dragon platform. I'm trying to figure out a way to get you in. Others are killing themselves when they go there, and you may have a big harvest if you go. If you take the good things inside alone, I don't know how ugly the faces of those dragon sons and dragon grandsons and demon barbarian saints will be. Li Wenying said that he laughed first.

Everyone is even more envious, even if the human race is the four great talents, it is difficult to go to the dragon platform, the dragon platform is very magical, once those demons come out of the dragon platform, their strength will inevitably rise.

At this time, He County, who went down the mountain, returned to the mountain and reported truthfully, An Chengcai and the demon snake had been buried, but no Confucian filthy text was found, and he would have to search slowly in the future.

Li Wenying ordered everyone to set up camp here and wait for reinforcements to transport back the bodies of the officers and soldiers.

After giving the order, Li Wenying put his hands behind his back, looked at the wide Yangtze River in the distance, and asked, "Including the townspeople and soldiers of Lujia Town, how many people died today because of the demon clan?"

"Close to five hundred people. ”

"I'm going to kill 50,000 demons. Li Wenying said, white clouds grew under his feet, and flew straight over the Yangtze River.

The Yangtze River here is extremely wide, nearly 100 miles wide, and Li Wenying looks very small when he stands above the Yangtze River.

Everyone could vaguely see Li Wenying splashing ink on the paper, and then a huge amount of river water was lifted into the sky by an invisible force, and the Yangtze River within a radius of dozens of miles was suddenly dug out of a big hole.

A large amount of river water flew into the air, looking like an overwhelming piece of jasper from a distance, and then suddenly fell and smashed down together.

The river slowed down halfway, and then turned into hundreds of millions of water swords, shooting quickly into the river, enveloping the Yangtze River for hundreds of miles, and lasted for more than a hundred breaths before those water swords disappeared.

Subsequently, dense corpses of the demon clan appeared on the surface of the river, and the surface of the river was bright red.

Many people present saw Li Wenying shoot with all his strength for the first time, and they were dumbfounded, sure enough, it was a poem and ten thousand demons were destroyed, it was too fierce, no wonder his status in the Holy Court was so much higher than that of Zuo Xiang.

Fang Yun asked in a low voice, "Lord Yuanjun's rumor that 'you kill me alone, I will kill you hundred demons' is true?"

The general said with great admiration: "Of course it's true. Since Lord Yuanjun became a scholar in Jiangzhou, at the end of each year, we will count the number of Jiangzhou people killed by the demon clan and the number of demon clans we killed. If the number of demon clans we kill is less than a hundred times that of the dead, he will personally go to the sea, the Yangtze River and the Desolate Demon Mountain to kill again, kill a hundred times and then go home for the New Year. ”

"Over the years, there have been fewer and fewer people killed by the demon clan in Jiangzhou, and there are no more than a thousand demon clan killings, at most, the demon generals will lead hundreds of little demons to dispatch. Some clever demon soldiers do not kill people after surrounding the Terran villages and towns, as long as the people of the Terran villages and towns give them enough meat, they will leave. ”

"Lord Yuan Jun is the mainstay of the human race. Some people have different opinions on the attitude of the demon barbarians, and the lord of the courtyard said that the demons are all wolf cubs who are not familiar with them, and only by killing them to be afraid and killing them to take the initiative to seek peace, can they talk about other things, otherwise, it will be a disaster to the country and the people, and it is a sinner of the human race. The longer we serve as soldiers and the more demons we kill, the more we believe that Lord Yuan is right. ”

Everyone looked at the Yangtze River, where the wind and waves were already calm, blood stained for hundreds of miles, and tens of thousands of floating corpses, but no demon king or big demon dared to come out.

Li Wenying stepped on the white clouds and returned, and casually threw the talented ancient sword to the top of the mountain.

Li Wenying said: "In order to protect Fang Yun, after returning to Dayuan Mansion, anyone who is talented or above will go to the temple to make an oath. All children or younger will be quarantined! The quarantine compensation will be doubled! Once Fang Yun becomes a jinshi, you can be released from quarantine. ”

Those soldiers and children are worried and happy, worried that they don't know how many years after isolation, they don't know that they will come out in a few years, and the good thing is that the benefits of isolation are great, they can take their families with them when they are isolated, and they and their children can get free education, there are countless free books to read, food, clothing, housing and transportation do not cost a penny, and there is money to take in the process of isolation.

Most people are still happy, after all, it is a good thing for everyone to get more money without risking their lives.

Li Wenying gave some more instructions before leaving.

"With the talent of the adults Gu Jian here, we will be safe tonight and continue to wait here for reinforcements. ”

After everyone cleaned up the battlefield, they built a bonfire and slept around it.

The night is quiet, and there are no birds and insects within a radius of dozens of miles, which is very strange.

When most of the people were asleep, Fang Yun came to the woods on the side under the excuse of Gong and took out the cloth bag that An Chengcai gave him.

When I opened the cloth bag, there was a strange layer of skin inside, which was cold to the touch, tough but delicate. Fang Yun had bright eyes for night vision, and when he looked closely, he found that it was very similar to the Jiaolong skin recorded in the book.

Fang Yun gently opened this layer of skin, a piece of withered yellow paper was pasted on the Jiaolong skin below, the words on the paper were not black, but extremely bright and bewitching blood red, the blood-red words were completely composed of blood at first glance, and it seemed to be flowing slowly, and it could drip at any time.

The blood characters exuded a strong aura, but they were covered by the dragon skin.

"In the Jin Taiyuan Dynasty, the Wuling people fished for their business. Walk around the river, forget the distance of the road. Suddenly, the peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps between the shore, there are no miscellaneous trees in it, the fragrant grass is delicious, and the fallen flowers are colorful. The fisherman is very different. Moving forward again, I want to exhaust the forest. When the forest runs out of water, there will be a mountain, and the mountain has a small mouth, as if there is light. Drop off the boat and enter from the mouth. At the beginning, it is extremely narrow, and only then can it be passed. After dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear. ”

The page was interrupted at this point, and the lower end of the page was unusually neat, as if it had been cut by some sharp object.

When Fang Yun saw the first sentence, he knew that this was Tao Yuanming's famous article "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring".

Tao Yuanming on the earth is just a literati who does not bend his waist for five buckets of rice, but Tao Yuanming of the Shengyuan Continent not only has a poetic name, but also studies the classics of Zhuzi. Because of the problem of temperament, he was unable to be canonized, and finally made "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring" to understand his holy way, so he entered the demon world alone and made great contributions to the human race before he could become holy.

"It is said that after Tao Yuanming became a saint, he wanted to create a 'paradise', because the paradise was his words of determination when he became holy. It's a pity that until his holy fall, no one knows whether he has created a 'paradise' or not. It is said that the temple and his descendants firmly believed that Tao Sheng had been created and had been searching. ”

"Although this "Peach Blossom Spring" was written by Tao Yuanming when he was a Confucian, and even only a quarter of this fragment remains, this is the foundation of Tao Yuanming's sanctification after all, so it must be stained by the blood of the demon saint. It's a pity that this "Peach Blossom Spring" is only the preface to "Peach Blossom Spring Poems", and "Peach Blossom Spring Poems" was half written first, and it was completed after Tao Yuanming was canonized. The integration of the two texts is probably the complete holy text, and the power is probably extraordinary. ”

"I forgot to talk about it when Jian Mei Gong was there, and now that he is gone, I don't feel at ease when I hand it over to anyone. Forget it, as long as I return to Dayuan Mansion City tomorrow, the Holy Temple will naturally feel something, and I don't need to worry. Tomorrow is the first day of the fifth month, and a new issue of "The Holy Way" will be published again, so you must buy it and read it when you go back. ”

Fang Yun thought in his heart that he was going to close the dragon skin, but a sudden change occurred!