Fang Xusheng was polite. Everyone said.

In addition to the six scholars present, there were also twelve Hanlin, most of these people did not blame Fang Yun for being late, after all, everyone had an accident, and as a scholar, he should have enough mind to tolerate others.

After Fang Yun finished speaking, he took out a very ordinary brown paper bag from the seashell, which was no different from the things in ordinary tea shops, and at first glance it looked ordinary. After Fang Yun opened the paper bag, a strange fragrance instantly spread throughout the hall, as if it had exploded, filling everyone's nasal cavity.

This peculiar aroma is extremely aggressive and actively burrows into everyone's body.

Before the tea was drunk, everyone felt fluttering, completely conquered by this peculiar aroma.

"The curious tea aroma, at first smell seems to be a burst pod, bursting in the nose, faintly spicy, but the next moment the spicy feeling disappears, full of pure floral fragrance, as if there is a green tree blooming in the lungs. ”

"It's worthy of being a thing of the Ancient Land of Blood. ”

The head of the Wu family smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, everyone knows that you like tea, and you are blessed today." ”

A faint smile appeared on the face of the scholar Zhang, and he said: "This kind of spiritual tea is almost a legendary divine tea, Fang Xusheng is willing to do it, and the old man first thanked Fang Xusheng for giving him a drink today." ”

As soon as the people present heard it, they immediately understood that Fang Yun took out the tea to express his apology, and Scholar Zhang also realized that Fang Yun was sincerely apologizing, and immediately thanked him for misunderstanding.

The head of the Wu family said: "The Wenhui has been pushed successively, drink a cup of tea first, and then say, this kind of spiritual tea must have the effect of refreshing and refreshing the mind, which will help the Wenhui." ”

Everyone readily agreed, so the Wu family mainly sent people to make tea, who knew that the scholar Zhang personally made tea for everyone, and personally handed each cup of tea to every visitor.

Fang Yun happily took the teacup handed by Scholar Zhang, and the two looked at each other and smiled. turned hostility into jade silk, and the previous unhappiness disappeared.

Several scholars present nodded slightly, one gave tea and the other made tea, understanding each other, showing the true character of scholars.

Fang Yun is the Lord of Blood. Every month, I take advantage of the holiday of Chongwen Academy to go to the Blood Mang Realm to guide the development of the Blood Mang Realm, and also find some good specialties from the Blood Mang Realm by the way.

There are no higher-grade divine teas in the Blood Mang Realm, but there are twelve kinds of spirit teas, and Fang Yun has brought dozens of packs each, and some of them have been given away. I have tasted all kinds of teas myself, and this tea is slightly different.

Fang Yun said with a smile: "Before drinking tea, I want to remind you that this tea must be drunk within 100 breaths after brewing. Otherwise...... Move slightly away from the tea spout. ”

Scholar Zhang was stunned for a moment and looked at the teapot in front of him.

Fang Yun said with a smile: "Wait for a hundred breaths, you can get the name of tea." ”

Zhang Chengxuan nodded lightly, sipped the spiritual tea lightly, his brows moved slightly, then closed his eyes, and then closed his hearing with his talents, immersing himself in the new spiritual tea.

The rest of them also know how to taste tea. In particular, when tasting spiritual tea, the sense of sight and hearing is closed. Experience tea to the fullest.

Fang Yun had drunk it before, so he didn't close his vision and hearing, and after drinking it in one gulp, it seemed that there was hot soup boiling from his tongue to his stomach, and all the 36,000 pores in his body were comfortable, and then. A peculiar floral fragrance tumbled in the mouth and nose for a long time.

After dozens of breaths, everyone opened their eyes one after another, and no one spoke for a while, afraid that the fragrance of tea would run out of their mouths.

One hundred breaths arrived. The teapot made a slight noise.

Everyone looked at the teapot curiously and warily, and then they saw flames erupt from the teapot, bright red and bright, like summer flowers.

"What's the name of this tea?" Zhang Chengxuan's face was happy.

"Fireworks. Fang Yundao, "After burning, there is still tea ash in it, the same fragrant smell, brewed again, there is a long bitter taste in the mouth, but then it becomes sweet, like a pulp hanging in the throat, and then it becomes bitter, and so on and so on, and finally the taste dissipates." ”

"Everyone, you have to finish tasting tea!" Zhang Chengxuan made tea again, and was extremely happy.

The spirit camellia flower flame brought a lot of surprises to everyone, and everyone talked about tea while tasting tea, and it took half an hour before the official start of the meeting.

Today's meeting will mainly discuss the use of war poems that call for soldiers.

As the host, the head of the Wu family first elaborated on the role of the war poem.

Fang Yun listened carefully, silently wrote it down in his heart, and sorted it out.

In Hanlin or below, the use of war-summoning war poems is the most, but starting from the scholars, the use of war-summoning war poems will decrease, for no other reason, the upper limit of large-scale war-summoning war poems is to summon soldiers at the level of demon marquis.

There are also war poems that can summon generals at the level of the demon king or the great demon king, but the number can only be one, and it is difficult to break through this limit.

Even if it is an extremely powerful Confucian, who can summon 100,000 generals, there is generally only one general at the level of a demon king and hundreds of generals at the level of a demon marquis, and the rest are at the level of demon marshals, demon generals or demon soldiers.

These 100,000 soldiers will be enough to have an impact on the Demon King, but the effect on the Great Demon King will be minimal, and they will be destroyed with one blow.

The people present were all Hanlin or scholars, not talking about the Great Confucian war poems, only talking about the Hanlin or the university soldiers' war poems, so the war poems of calling soldiers can still play a big role.

"In the face of the demon king or the barbarian king, the main role of the war poem is to obstruct, and the possibility of killing the demon king with the war poem is very small, so we are mainly studying how to use the war poem to obstruct the enemy. In the end, the head of the Wu family said a clearer scope of discussion.

Around this theme, everyone discussed.

After discussing for two hours, the head of the Wu family smiled and said: "I found some contradictory views, some people think that the war poems of the army should be won by quantity, and some people think that there are not many essences. Okay, so let's talk about those two points. Scholar Sun, you speak first. ”

After a few breaths, Wen Hui fell into a heated argument.

Fang Yun didn't open his mouth at first, just listened, and only began to participate in the debate later.

When this point of view was almost discussed, the head of the Wu family summarized it slightly, and then began to throw out a new debate.

Under the guidance of the head of the Wu family, the discussion at the Wenhui became more and more intense, and there were many people present who were soldiers, and there were often people who blew their beards and stared, slapped the table and shouted.

Debate after debate continues, and even if one side cannot be completely convinced, both sides benefit a lot.

"The rising sun is about to rise, let's discuss the last topic, should the war poem be based on fast, or stability?"

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and the opportunity is fleeting, and in the face of the powerful demon king, you can't hold it back, so you can only block it with the fastest means, and then use the sword, the literary platform or the powerful war poem to kill it!"

The old man thought that it was precisely because of the rapid changes and accidents on the battlefield that he had to be more stable! ”

"That's a mistake......!"

Everyone joined the debate one after another, and Fang Yun also participated, Fang Yun stood on the side of "seeking stability", because his previous combat experience told him that fast is indeed not as stable.

Soon, Fang Yun confronted Zhang Chengxuan, and the two began the third confrontation at this meeting.

(To be continued.) )