"Damn! A generation of poets is about to fall, but we can't do anything, it's a pity! It's hateful! It's sad!" Guo Zitong, a scholar at the head of the academy, sighed again and again.

"Alas...... Although Fang Yun's policy has just been written, his talent and aura are like the Yangtze River flowing out for thousands of miles, surging endlessly, and there is a hidden wind of the long river of history! If nothing else, he will become a half-saint, and may even be canonized as a saint! How can he ...... Alas......"

"Huh, the growth of talent has slowed down, is it affected by divine punishment?

Jiang Hechuan glanced at the Demon Moon Spear that was about to fall above the capital, and then looked in the direction where Fang Yun was, and said, "No, Fang Yun has the courage of the Second Realm, even if the Demon Moon Spear has an impact on him at this moment, it will not be like this." If what I expected is correct, it is that this policy involves the Holy Dao, and Fang Yun's writing is not enough to complete, and he is consuming his talent, and now he is probably close to running out. ”

"The Jinshi Doctrine involves the Holy Dao, and only the people of Jingguo believe in Fang Yun so much. "An examiner from the temple said.

The Great Confucian Tang Shoude glanced at the examiner and said, "I have read Fang Yun's scripture "The Rite of Indecency", and the text has already involved the Holy Dao, but Fang Yun cleverly avoided it. As for his strategy on the test, he was picked up by Hongguang, and I am not qualified to read it, but I think that the strategy is also related to the Holy Way. If this policy is as Brother Hechuan said, it is not surprising, after all, his name is Fang Yun. Also, I'm not from Jingguo. ”

The examiner of Na Hanlin suddenly blushed, lowered his head, and did not dare to refute.

In the examination room, dense sweat appeared on Fang Yun's forehead, he had eaten many dragon balls, but it had no effect at the moment.

The talent in the body is becoming more and more scarce, even if there are various forces such as miniature Wenqu Xing, Wengong Xingchen and Wenxin Lights to help the talent recover, it is still unable to make ends meet.

Lacking talent, Fang Yun only felt that the brush in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it might fall at any time.

Fang Yun's writing speed is getting slower and slower, and he is writing "still holding on to the salary to fight the fire, the salary is not exhausted, and the fire is not extinguished". The second fire word has already been written, however, it is extremely slow, and it will take at least a quarter of an hour to write.

After a quarter of an hour, the punishment will inevitably end.

"Alas......"

Fang Yun let out a long sigh and finally stopped writing, but heard someone talking in his ear.

"Fang Xiaoyou, this article is not easy to say, the weather is in the sky, why did you stop writing?"

Fang Yun was puzzled. This is the examination room, and even the examiner can only stand outside the door, who dares to enter the examination room? So he turned his head and looked to the right.

It didn't matter what he looked at, Fang Yun almost threw the pen in his hand, and even instinctively opened his mouth to spit out his words to protect himself.

I saw a transparent figure standing in front of me, this person was in high-crowned Confucian clothes, Han style and ancient meaning, he didn't wear literary uniforms, and he couldn't tell who it was. Fang Yun instinctively regarded him as a ghost!

If it weren't for the courage, Fang Yun would have had to be scared out of the heart attack.

If it weren't for the inconvenience of swearing, Fang Yun would have to scold.

Even if this old man is kind and kind-eyed, is it so scary!

The True Dragon Ancient Sword was about to fly out. But a majestic force descended, and Fang Yun only felt that power enveloped his body, penetrating deep into every part of his body, not only stopping the sword. He even let his talent recover at an incredible speed, overflowing in the blink of an eye.

"Keep writing. The old man smiled.

"Oh. "There is a strange power in the old man, gentle but mighty. Fang Yun's original horror was like being swept away by a spring breeze, and there was nothing left.

Fang Yun wrote silently, and the talent qi was consumed extremely quickly, but as long as the talent qi smoke column was consumed halfway, that power would inevitably come again, allowing the talent to recover.

From the third paragraph onwards, the consumption of talent can be called terrifying, almost a single word consumes a six-inch-high column of talent smoke! In other words, a peak jinshi can't even finish writing two words.

Fang Yun was writing while recalling the old man's face, which was a little vague at first, but after a while, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his head, remembering who this person was!

The statue of this person is enshrined in the temple of Jingguo Xue Palace!

Fang Yun's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"The ...... Isn't it Jia Yi and Jia Changsha? Isn't it the half-saint who wrote "The Treatise on the Passage of Qin"? Isn't it Jia Sheng, one of the four masters of Han Fu? Isn't it a saint? Jia Yi's holy soul has descended?"

Fang Yun had a series of question marks in his mind.

Fortunately, the courage of the second realm was extremely strong, even if Fang Yun's heart was shaken, the power of courage could make Fang Yun instinctively continue to write, and reminded him not to be distracted.

Fang Yun took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and began to write seriously.

At the beginning of writing the fourth paragraph, although Fang Yun was full of talent, his speed was significantly slower.

On the inverted peak mountain, in the holy courtyard, and in the temples, the statues of the saints appeared with an extremely faint light, and the three half-saint examiners in front of the statues did not notice it.

The three half-saint examiners originally watched the Ten Kingdoms Jinshi Examination Hall, but at this moment, they only saw the scene of the Demon Moon Spear falling from the sky.

"Why did the ancestral god Tiger Roar make a move, it's puzzling. ”

The half-saint Mi Fengdian of the Shu Kingdom said slowly: "The ancestral god of the demon world kills him with his doppelganger, and the ancestral dragon protects it with his true spirit, and Fang Yun is more respectful than Mount Tai! ”

"Brother Fengdian is serious. Fang Yun should have the qualifications of a sub-saint, but if our human race uses the power of the Holy Courtyard to protect it, the demon barbarian saints will recuperate for a year and then pour out of the nest to launch the second battle of the Two Realms Mountain. Even if the dragon clan rescues again, the end will be the loss of many demi-saints of our human race. At that time, as long as there are two more Great Sages in the Demon Realm returning, the Two Realms Mountain will definitely be lost!"

"Fang Yun may be worth a half-human race, but after all, it is not worth the whole human race!"

"That's it. Tomorrow the test will be over, and I will go to Fang's house to offer condolences. ”

"Huh!"

The three demi-saints suddenly let out a surprised sound in unison and looked at the Fang Yun examination room under the Demon Moon Spear.

Left Prime Minister's house.

Liu Shan and Ji Zhibai looked up at the sky.

Zuo Xiang's face was originally gloomy, but at this moment, his expression was relaxed, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ji Zhibai breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "It's over." The power of the Doomsday Emperor came, not to mention the dragon clan, even the saints did not have the slightest heart of confrontation. It's a pity that Fang Yun worked hard for more than ten years, and finally turned into dust. ”

Liu Shan said: "Fang Yun is the Fang Yun of our human race after all, tomorrow you and I will go to his mourning hall, each with a hundred taels of silver, to thank him for his contribution to the human race." ”

"Fang Yun intended to put you to death, but you didn't blame it, you are really broad-minded, and you are a model for my generation. Ji Zhibai slapped a sycophant with his hand.

Liu Shan snorted coldly, as if he was dissatisfied with the student's sycophancy, and said: "Fang Yun is dead, you have to do enough drama, only you can be the role model of Jingguo's youth." ”

"The student knows!" Ji Zhibai only felt that his whole body was hot.

"When the sect is completed, I ...... Huh?"

Liu Shan turned his head sharply to look in the direction of the examination room, and Ji Zhibai also showed a shocked face.

Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

"Grandpa Dragon Sage, can't you save your luck?" the voice of Ao Yuwei, the princess of the Dragon Clan, echoed in the Dragon Palace.

"It can't be saved. To save him, you have to put my old life on the line. ”

"Isn't it okay for the power left by the ancestral dragon?"

"Ridiculous! How can the ancestral dragon's legacy be changed? Yuwei, it's not me...... Huh?"

In the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas, many dragon clans looked at the examination room of the Jingguo School Palace. (To be continued......)