The first exam question of the first session was announced, and Fang Yun seemed to hear many people breathe a long sigh of relief, and it was obvious that this trip of 10,000 miles was very orthodox.

Fang Yun looked to both sides, and the one hundred and ten people from the eleven school palaces stood in a line on the flat ground, except for him and Yan Yukong, who were wearing lifting robes, the rest were all wearing white-clothed sword robes.

Every two people are three feet apart.

The sky in the Dabi world is blue, white clouds, and in front of it is an endless yellow earth, with strong winds blowing and dust.

Fang Yun knew that this was the literary world dedicated to the Ten Kingdoms, at least a half-saint could create the zào literary world, and the literary world was extremely useful.

A person from the Confucian Mansion School Palace smiled and said: "Hurry up and write Yongma poems, if you are one step slower, you will be too far behind, and your face will be sad." ”

Many let out a good-natured laugh.

"Hmph, that's not necessarily!" Qingguo said coldly.

Most of the top five students in the academy are smiling and silent, they have the pride of a great country, even if they have doubts about Fang Yun, but they never deny the Yi Qiē shown by Fang Yun, and recognize their talents.

Qiguo said: "Throw bricks and lead the jade in the next step, and take the first step." The west pole has feathers, and the wingless is called a flying foal......"

Qiao Juze, who was close to Fang Yun, said with a smile: "It is worthy of being a flower exploration of the country, and opening his mouth is to chant one of the eight horses. ”

Everyone is not in a hurry, but to listen to Qiguo Tanhua Liang Zhongdao continue to compose poems, this kind of thousands of miles to fight for is not a moment, too presumptuous to think first, listen to other people's poems first may help their own poetry.

After Liang Zhongdao finished reciting a poem, he saw a translucent snow-white horse appear in front of him, the horse raised its head and barked, and the surrounding vitality was vibrating, obviously surpassing ordinary horses, and its shape and meaning were similar to those of the demon clan.

"Farewell!"

Immediately there was a matching saddle, Liang Zhongdao turned over and got on the horse, and gently clamped the horse's belly. The white horse immediately ran.

When the horse ran, Fang Yun suddenly realized that the horse's hair was extremely long, and the white hair flew like a bird's feathers when it galloped, no wonder it was called "feathers".

"It's so fast!" The students of the school palace who ranked low praised one after another, Qiguo won the first place in the Ten Nations Competition last year, and Liang Zhongdao took the lead to show the demeanor of a great country.

Cui Wang's tongue bloomed and said: "Brother Fang, you don't have to wait, we can't compete for the first place in the school palace in Jingguo, but I hope you can be the first student!"

"Jingguo people are really getting more and more arrogant!"

"Jingguo people. Wait until you can enter the first five days of the school palace and then come back to make a big splash!"

"Don't make a noise, the game is important. ”

People from all over the world spoke, Cui Wang's face was flushed, although it was true that he was a Jingguo person, but Jingguo was only ranked tenth in the school palace, but he said such things, and he had no power to refute after being accused.

"I'll be the second one. Fang Yun wanted to think about it carefully, but the kindness of his countrymen was humiliated and he had to come forward in advance.

Everyone stopped to think about the poem and looked at Fang Yun together. Most people are full of anticipation in their eyes, and a few curse their luck in their hearts for failure.

At the same time, the venue outside the Dabiwen Circle was packed, with nearly 100,000 people sitting on the stairs of the venue.

Although the Ten Nations Contest is held in the literary world. However, every qiē that happened in the literary world formed a huge light curtain thirty zhang high, which was erected in the Dabi venue of the Confucian Palace.

This light curtain is like the list of people or scholars promulgated by the Holy Temple, but anyone within ten miles of the Confucian Palace will see it. It's just that the people in the venue are looking more carefully.

In the vicinity of the Confucian Palace, countless scholars held today's "Holy Dao" and "Wenbao", looking up at the Dabi light curtain. Countless people are whispering.

"It's Fang Yun! I recognize it, it's even more handsome than the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

"It's a pity that this genius is gone. In the big competition of ten people as a team, even if he is only eight buckets high, he is only one tenth, and in the big competition, he is only one of the hundred. ”

"Jing Guo has been weak for many years, and it is not something he can recover alone, he can rank ninth at most, and it is absolutely impossible to advance into the top eight. The gap between the eighth and the ninth, which is almost the gap between the first and the sixth, cannot be compared at all. ”

"He should be the first in the first part of this journey, I don't know what will happen next. ”

Not only did a huge light curtain appear in Kongcheng, not only the counties and prefectures of the ten countries, not only the ten cold ancient lands and the deserted ancient cities, but even in the Jedi dangerous places such as the Two Realms Mountain and the Zhenhell Sea, wherever there was a holy temple and academy, a huge light curtain would inevitably appear outside the door, and people nearby could watch it.

Billions of people are watching this annual big game.

The 10-nation ratio is not the highest-level, but it is the largest and most influential.

Jinshi is not only the backbone of a country's scholars, but also the future of a country's scholars, and the strength of a country's scholars determines the strength of a country.

In the midst of everyone's discussion, Fang Yun recited Li Bai's "Tianma Song".

"Tianma came out of the moon branch cave, and the back is the wing bone of the tiger dragon.

hissing green clouds, shaking green hair, Lan Jin Quanqi disappeared.

Teng Kunlun, the West Pole, all four-legged without a trip.

The rooster crows and brushes the swallows, and the gods are flustered.

Tianma calls, flying dragons tend to fly, and the eyes are bright and long.

The tail is like a meteor, the first thirsty black, and the mouth spews red light and sweat.

He once accompanied the dragon to the sky, and the moon shone on the imperial capital.

Yiqi is prismatic and Lingling nine districts, white as a mountain, who dares to sell.

turned around and laughed at Ziyan, but felt stupid. ”

When Fang Yun recited this poem, the sky was stormy, and the white clouds gathered from all directions at an incredible speed, and then the white clouds settled, boiling and rolling, and finally condensed into an abnormal white horse, its hair was like tiger stripes, its bones were like dragon wings, red light erupted from its mouth, and sweat was like blood on the horse's neck.

I heard the neighing of the horses, and the white clouds within a thousand miles were torn apart and dissipated.

When Fang Yun recited this ancient poem halfway, the students of the literary palace all held their breath, even the students of Qingguo and Guguo, who were hostile to Fang Yun, did not have the slightest disrespect, and the purest hearts of readers in their hearts made them maintain the most basic awe for good poems.

They still hate Fang Yun, but they can't hate good poetry.

"Farewell!"

Fang Yun turned over and rode on this tiger-striped keel horse, and said "Ride" softly, and saw that this horse was full of red light, rushing out at a speed more than five times faster than that of a feathered horse, faster and faster.

But in the blink of an eye, the horse's four hooves actually stepped into the air, becoming a real Pegasus.

"It is worthy of Fang Zhenguo. This poem is divided into two paragraphs, the previous paragraph writes about this horse Shenjun, it is like a tiger like a dragon, and it is a sound cracked green clouds, even the majestic Kunlun Mountain can be light yì leaping, in the morning in Yanzhou was brushed, at night has been tens of thousands of miles away in Yuezhou to graze, and finally even wrote the horse like a flying dragon. And the second paragraph writes that the honor of this horse once shone on the capital of a country, above all the horses in the Shengyuan Continent. You can't buy even as much jade as a mountain. ”

"This poem is good, the form and spirit are possessed, and the rhetoric is excellent, and the demon clan god horse is nothing more than that. ”

This poem seems to have ulterior motives, as if it is saying that he is carrying himself. ”

"Is the phrase 'but Jue'er is stupid' laughing at our stupidity?"

Many scholars of the academy changed color slightly, and the sentence "But Jue'er is stupid" immediately became extremely harsh.

Yan Yukong said with a smile: "Not to mention that Fang Yun will never laugh at us and others, even if he is laughing and calling us 'Ziyan'." That's also a compliment. But the really stupid person sat down, saying that Ziyan was lifted. ”

Many of the monks softened their complexions after hearing this, Ziyan is a well-known good horse, not a sarcasm. Besides, Fang Yun didn't need to offend everyone so much.

Fang Yun knew before reciting this poem that someone would take advantage of it, but he did not change it, because this poem is actually Li Bai's self-metaphorical poem, and the actual poem is divided into five paragraphs.

Fang Yun only recited the first two paragraphs of the original work of "Song of the Heavenly Horse". Writing about the form and achievements of the white horse, the third paragraph that was not recited is about the horse being left out in the cold, and the fourth paragraph is about the decline of the horse in his old age. In the fifth paragraph, it is written that the horse hopes to get help from others to reuse it.

When Li Bai wrote this poem, he was pardoned on the way to exile, thinking that the world was new and he had the possibility of recovery.

Fang Yun once read this poem and thought of the sentence in Li Bai's famous poem "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell", "An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, making me unhappy", and sighed.

Li Bai has the highest talent but is not suitable for the career of deceit, after Fang Yun arrived in the Shengyuan Continent, every time he reads Li Bai's poems, he will inevitably be distracted, and he will always think that with Li Bai's talent, he will definitely not be suppressed by any bureaucratic magnates in the Shengyuan Continent, and he will inevitably go all the way to the clouds, and may become the first person to open up the five realms of war poetry.

Therefore, even if Fang Yun knew that he would be misunderstood, he still sang those two lines of poetry, respecting Li Bai and Xie Shixian.

Cui Wang raised his head and said: "This journey of thousands of miles across the plain, Fang Yun must be the first!"

This time there was no rebuttal.

Yan Yukong laughed and said, "There is a genius of the same generation who will let me wait to chase, wonderful! Hurry! No regrets!"

Subsequently, Yan Yukong recited the poem, and the rest of the people followed, such as the eight immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers, and the poems turned into horses of different shapes, galloping on the plain, leaving flying dust.

"We can lose to Fang Yun, but the Heart of the Holy Dao will never give in!" one shouted.

"I wish to follow the fortune and strengthen my human race!"

"May the human clan be safe, and the holy way will be eternal!"

"Fang Yun, we're here!"

Countless people from all over the ten countries cheered.

Near the literary academies of Qingguo and Wuguo, which were opposed to Jingguo, many civilians smiled and looked at the scene on the light curtain, they could not see that the people of the enemy country were far ahead, but only saw the Terran Jinshi marching forward bravely.

Even though there is a distinction between countries in the hearts of most civilians, under the pressure of demons and barbarians, they still hope that the human race can turn over, even if it is a person from an enemy country.

In the past, there were many voices of discord among the countries in the Ten Nations Competition, and although the Ten Nations Terran was accustomed to it, many people always felt a little regretful in their hearts, and even the beginning of the Ten Nations Competition also showed signs of infighting.

However, when Fang Yun overwhelmed the crowd with his unique skills, Dabi changed, from the previous open and secret battles to working together, and it became a good situation in which one person was in front and everyone followed.

Even if the process may be short, it will leave a bright light of hope in everyone's heart.

The two hundred miles of plain seemed far away, but Fang Yun rode a heavenly horse, and in less than two quarters of an hour, he came to an endless body of water.

Fang Yun didn't know whether to call it the sea or the river, because even the Yangtze River was only a hundred miles wide, and the water in front of it was definitely more than two hundred miles, and the next water distance was farther than the previous plains.

As soon as Fang Yun got off the horse, he heard a voice. (To be continued......)