The upper viewing platform of the Eastern Sacred Literary Realm consists of four majestic peaks and a clearing between the peaks.

The slopes of the four peaks form a natural staircase on which a large number of Terran scholars sit.

Below was originally a valley clearing, but after Fang Yun and Fang Bo entered the Cultural War, that valley clearing turned into a forest, and the entire forest was shrouded in transparent light, forming a real cultural battlefield.

Fang Yun and Fang Bo in the forest can only see the forest and the sky in their eyes, while the readers on the viewing platform can take in the scenery of the forest literary battlefield.

Even if the two of them are blocked by trees, they can see the two of them through the trees, which is the singularity of the viewing platform in the literary world.

Everyone on the upper platform could see what happened in the Wen battlefield, including the nine old jinshi who were about to fight Fang Yunwen!

This is the most unfavorable part of the opponent's luck in the process of fighting a state alone, and it is also the most difficult part of a state of cultural war alone.

There are more and more readers on the viewing platform, far exceeding the number of people who hold official seals, after all, not all readers have official seals.

Both Jingguo and Gyeongkook are located on the northern slopes of the mountain, and there is a gap of more than ten zhang between the two countries, and both sides turn a blind eye.

Most of the places closest to Qingguo were scholars from Jingguo Jiangzhou, and Dong Wencong, the prefect of Yuhai Prefecture, said to a civil official: "Why are you coming in again? Go and inform all the scholars in the city, as long as the civil position is promoted or higher, even if there is no ⊥→official seal, even if it is a pensioner, it is best to come to the vicinity of the temple! Now the officials of various countries have gone crazy and voluntarily consumed their own talents and sent all the scholars in. ”

The civil official glanced at the forest literary battlefield below with great gloom, and left the Eastern Saint Literary Realm.

Feng Zimo, the monarch of the palace standing beside Dong Wencong, said: "In the millennium of the human race, ten people are generally selected from Jinshi to Confucianism in normal literary warfare, and fierce battles with civil servants are very common. However, it is very rare to have a lone civil war with one enemy and ten enemies, and in history, only a few people won the literary war alone. And there are all serious reasons, the country that was in the civil war did not do its best. ”

Dong Wencong nodded and said: "The Xunzi family and some families have not failed to contribute, it seems that Qingguo retains strength, but even if they contribute, the strongest jinshi sent out is only comparable to Qu Hange." This time, it is said that it is a state of civil war, but in fact it is a country of civil war. ”

He Ludong on the side looked at the nine old jinshi at the bottom of the Qingguo seat, and said helplessly: "These nine jinshi have been watching the battle, every time Fang Xusheng experiences a literary battle, the Qingguo Jinshi behind him will know more about him, and Fang Xusheng's chances of winning will be one point less!"

"No way. This is the rule of a solitary civil war, after all, a person who is in the same position in civil war cannot truly reflect the national strength of the two countries, so he must be harsh on the side that proposes civil war. However, Fang Xusheng still had a chance to win...... Huh, the ink girl seems to have discovered Fang Bo Lao Jinshi. ”

"I forgot about it! When the ink girl collected all the ink ingots in Baling City, these old scholars were all in the academy and in front of the temple, no matter how peculiar the ink girl was, it was impossible to take the ink ingots from the academy. These old jinshi may have been happy to keep the ink ingots before, but now they are probably annoyed. ”

"Look at the nine old jinshi of Qingguo. Head-to-ear is being crossed. ”

The people of Jingguo looked at the nine jinshi of Qingguo, and saw that three of the old men took out all the ink and ink ingots from Hanhu shells, and then discussed for a while, and took out all the books written in ink. Then carefully wash the tip of the brush with Caiqi Huan, leaving no trace of ink.

The other six old men didn't pay much attention to it, because the environment of the Wen battlefield was different, and this time it was a forest. Next time, it may be flat land, or a desert, and both sides can see it at a glance. There's no need to be afraid of being discovered.

"In the dense forest, with the ink girl, at least Fang Yun's first game is stable. Feng Zimo said.

"Not necessarily, I've heard the rumors of Fang Bo, this person is not easy to deal with, among his three poems on the battle of the three realms, the smoke assassin formed by "Yi Shui Song" already has the appearance of Jing Ke, and has the power to see the poor dagger, only a trace of the four realms can be reached, and the white rainbow appears, no one can stop it! ”

He Ludong was about to continue, when Zhou Junhu said: "Fang Bo's third poem on the Three Realms is the common "Mountain Fu", and the poem has the mountain void to protect himself. Moreover, he also has two Jinshi battle poems that have reached the second realm, which is equivalent to the Hanlin war poems! I know this, but I believe that Fang Xusheng has a better chance of winning!"

Everyone in Jingguo sighed softly and didn't say anything.

Someone on Qingguo's side suddenly spoke loudly, because there was no spring thunder with his tongue, and everyone couldn't hear the complete words, but only heard some phrases intermittently.

"Young...... Exaggerate...... Inexperienced...... Taste the awesome...... But that's it...... Winning ......"

Everyone in Jingguo was holding back a fire in their hearts, but it was difficult to refute when the victory or defeat was not scored.

Wen Xiang Jiang Hechuan said indifferently: "Don't pay attention to those clowns who jump off the beam, we not only have to watch from the wall, but also learn with an open mind." Since Lord Dongsheng is willing to come to the literary world, he doesn't let me wait to quarrel. ”

The scholars hurriedly gathered their minds and looked carefully at the forest literary battlefield.

Fang Yun also guessed that the ink girl judged Fang Bo's position through guò ink ingots or ink, and after a little thought in his heart, he figured out that if he continued to drag on, Fang Bo might also find his position, and if he couldn't make a decisive move now, then the ink girl's advantage in knowing ink would be gone, and the opportunity would be missed.

Fang Yun dipped his pen in ink and quickly wrote "Night Attack".

The gold belt is tied to the battle robe, and the horse's head rushes through the snow. Roll the flag to rob the demon king's tent at night, and indiscriminately cut the barbarian soldiers who lack treasure knives.

The brush is not a treasure, the ink is not the dragon's blood ink, and the inkstone is also not a treasure, but the pen is not the pen, and the treasure light is formed.

First of all, it is the fifty percent treasure light formed by the ink, which covers half a page of paper, and the inkstone turtle can double the treasure light formed by the ink, and it is seen that the treasure light of the ink quickly doubles, forming a whole layer of treasure light, doubling the power of the war poem.

The ink of the inkstone turtle has the sound of the dragon's groan, originally there were three dragon groans, which can add an additional three percent of the treasure light, but now, the dragon groans five times!

The ink girl and the inkstone turtle fit, so that the power of the war poem is more than two percent.

A layer and a half of treasure light appeared on the page, and then the original treasure light and heirloom treasure light of "Night Attack" appeared.

Because of the role of the Tianyan war poem, this war poem has been promoted to the second realm, so the soul treasure of the second realm poem appears.

A full four layers of half-treasure light appeared, making the power of this poem far beyond the ordinary Jinshi war poems, close to the Hanlin war poems.

I saw that the golden light armor appeared on Fang Yun's body, and then a white horse appeared under Fang Yun's crotch.

This "Night Attack" was originally a rare complete poem in war poetry, because the whole poem describes a general wearing a gold-armored battle robe, riding a horse in the snow, and then sneaking into the vicinity of the barbarian camp, and finally slashing the barbarian soldiers.

Protection, speed and combat.

And this time, Fang Yun did not hold the treasure knife, only took the power of protection and speed in this poem, and at the same time relied on the sentence "Roll the flag night robbery demon king's tent" to make the war horse gallop and silently, echoing the title of the poem "Night Attack". (To be continued......)