Soon, Xiao Yuan saw a figure, sitting cross-legged, but an item floated out of his hand, and when he looked closely, it was the treasure of Wu Guo's literary power - the wind gathering box.

"So, isn't that a wind box?"

"Oh my God, look at the strange winds around you! they're all gathering in that direction!" Finally, beside the cyan figure, someone noticed the anomaly.

"May I ask if Miss Wu is a talented girl of Wu Guo, the top of the children's list - Miss Nangong Ruolan?" A white robe floated in, and then I saw the boy shaking the feather fan lightly, his eyes slightly drunk, looking at the red-clothed woman who seemed to be guarded by the god of wind.

Nangong Ruolan sat cross-legged in the eye of the wind, as if those strange winds did no harm to her, seeing that the boy asked, she also took advantage of the situation, Qinglian walked slightly: "In the next place, may I ask who is the son? If there is nothing to do, I will go to break through in the next step." ”

"A small grandson, a single word is brave. I saw the white-robed boy clenching his fists and smiling, and said, "Miss Jiuyang is famous, look at this first level of the ink carving bridge, can you break through with Miss?"

Before the woman could answer, when the surrounding heard the name of the boy blowing himself up, it was already noisy and talking.

"The grandson of the Sun family - Sun Yong?"

"Oh my God, the heir of the Holy Land, the descendant of the Sun family, the young talent, Sun Yong?"

"Oh my God, it's so handsome, I can't stand it. ”

"I heard that Sun Gongzi had already made a poem about the county at the age of six, and when he was a child, he made a poem about Dafu!"

Hearing the discussion of everyone below, Nangong Ruolan's eyes were moving, as if she was thinking about something, Wan Er showed a complicated look again, looked in the other direction, and only took it back in an instant, her white and tender skin could be broken, and her silver teeth bit her red lips and said, "Childe, come with me." ”

When Sun Yong heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Then Miss Nangong, please, Xiaosheng will cross the bridge with you." ”

Xiao Yuan was feeling this strange wind, but he felt a peep of gaze, so he opened his eyes and searched for it, but the peep was fleeting, so there was no good way to find it.

Since Sun Yong's introduction, Xiao Yuan has been secretly observing these people from the Half-Saint Family, and found that they are far more calm than others, as if they have a slight pain but can endure it, and a few people even have no change in their faces, as if they are enjoying this strange wind.

Suddenly, Sun Yong said: "The people of my soldier family will not destroy the courage in their hearts with the right combination and the odd victory, everyone, I will step on one of the ten bridges with Miss Nangong Ruolan first, and sacrifice ugliness." ”

"Brother Sun bravely crowns the book mountain, admire!"

"Miss Nangong is really beautiful!"

Many people praised one after another, without the slightest irony, even the Buzi family, who had old grudges with the half-saint Sun family, and the people of the Wei State did not say a word. Bu Zi, also known as Zi Xia, was one of the most famous disciples of Confucius, and appeared in the Analects of Confucius, and his status in the Holy Court was no less than that of the military saint Sun Wu.

Sun Bin is a descendant of the soldier saint Sun Wu, who was not a descendant of the Sun family when he was a teenager, and his family background was ordinary, and he studied with Pang Juan of the Wei State.

Later, because of Sun Bin's rapid progress. Pang Juan was jealous of him, and sent someone to cut off Sun Bin's feet and tattoo words on Sun Bin's face. Sun Bin endured the humiliation and fled. And changed his name to 'Bin', remembering the shame of his feet being cut off, intensively studying Sun Tzu's Art of War, and entering Sun Tzu's family after becoming Hanlin, practicing diligently, reading through the Art of War, reaching through the Five Classics, and cultivating into Confucianism, borrowing the power of Sun Tzu's family and Qi to cut Wei.

Sun Bin invaded Wei with "The Art of War" and killed Pang Juan in the Battle of Maling, which brought shame on Wei during that period, but Sun Bin became famous all over the world.

During the Warring States period, wars were frequent. Sun Bin killed many members of the Buzi family in Wei during the attack on Wei, and Buzi had already been canonized at that time, and it was too late to stop it in retreat. After leaving the customs, I saw the death of my children and grandchildren, and I was extremely sad.

Although Bu Zi was a student of Confucius, he had a brave and extreme personality, and was attacked by many Confucius protégés before he was canonized and deviated from Confucianism. Buzi went to his grandson's house as a demi-saint. also reprimanded the people of the Sun family with holy words.

If Sun Bin surrenders. The matter of the two families may be settled, but Sun Bin has been humiliated for many years, and he does not bow his head when he dies, angrily reprimands Bu Zi for being unfair, and asks Bu Zi why he didn't come when his feet were broken.

Bu Zi scolded Sun Bin again and was regarded as a shame by the Sun family.

The two half-saint families formed a grudge that continues to this day.

The two families were not like Mencius and Xunzi who were in a dispute of the Holy Dao, and the hatred faded over time. Can still be secretly compared. With the end of the thousand-year-old covenant of no war, Sun Tzu's family is the leader of the military family, and it is rooted in the Tang Kingdom, and its power is extremely great, and it has faintly overwhelmed the Buzi family, but Buzi is the personal inheritance of Confucius, and the foundation is still solid.

The people of the Sun family held their heads high, and walked up to the bridge with the fairy Miss Nangong, who was not afraid of the strange wind, and faintly had the wind of a general.

One person praised in a low voice: "Sun Yong is worthy of being a soldier's family heirloom, although he has no literary courage, but I am afraid that he has condensed the whirlpool of literary courage." You see, he is so brave and fearless, he has already been to the Holy Daowen Mansion. Alas, we can't compare with the saints. ”

"I'm afraid we can only meet this kind of big people here, and when they get out of the Book Mountain, they will almost always study in the Holy Courtyard or family, and after they finish their studies, they will go to kill spirits and dragons, or go to those legendary places to guard, and the world will not smell their names. These people have their own direction of the Holy Way since they were young, and they can comprehend the sacred texts of the ancestors since they were young, unlike us who have to continue to accumulate literary names and travel around to grow up slowly. ”

"He went on the bridge. ”

Xiao Yuan looked up at Sun Yong, only to see him step on the ink carving bridge, at first there was nothing unusual, only walked a few steps, the clothes on his body were blown more violently by the strange wind, and even a few pieces of cloth were blown off, falling to the Mo River, only to see that the cloth that flew to the Mo River slowly stagnated when approaching the river, and finally slowly turned into a drop of ink flowing into the river. As his progress deepened, his pace slowed.

But on the other hand, Miss Nangong is unmoving, like a floating fairy.

The bridge is one foot wide.

When Sun Yong walked halfway, he saw that the ink river suddenly condensed, and a drop of ink flew to the ink carving bridge, and after a while, it condensed into a figure, and after a closer look, it turned out to be the son of Sun Yong!

This is the second level of the ink carving bridge to remove the strange wind - the ink realm.

Sun Yong was not surprised, and indifferently summoned a handful of ink washes from the ink mark on his waist, and looked closely, there was a phoenix shadow entwined on the ink wash, and there was a layer of blue light around it.

Sun Yong suddenly lifted his pen, pressed his wrist, crossed the ink, and wrote in mid-air: "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone." ”

Before the last word was written, a cyan figure slowly appeared in front of Sun Gongzi, only to see that this figure was composed of ink shadows, although the whole was very illusory, but the green mang of that sword was swordsmang.

It's too late, it's too soon. The cyan figure flashed in an instant, just a sword, nine feet of sword, and ink splashed everywhere. The image of Sun Gongzi painted in the ink has disappeared without a trace.

"Amazing, worthy of being the descendant of the Holy Dao, Sun Gongzi!"

"I'm afraid this assassin can threaten Xiucai! Sure enough, it is a good horse with a good saddle, and what Sun Gongzi is holding in his hand is not an ordinary weapon. ”

"When will I wait for the disciples of the cold sect to come out?

I saw that Sun Gongzi instantly put away his pen, and the Tsing Yi assassin slowly disappeared. Sun Yong's body shook slightly, and he continued to move forward, and finally crossed the ink carving bridge safely in the violent wind.

After crossing the ink carving bridge, there is no strange wind.

Sun Yong turned around, took Nangong Ruolan, bowed his hand to everyone, and walked towards the first pavilion of the first mountain, quite chic.

Xiao Yuan sensed Sun Yong's arrogance, but his arrogance was not the arrogance of a gentleman, or even arrogance, but purely proud of his ideals and proud of his sacrifices.

Xiao Yuan nodded, knowing that after this person left the Book Mountain, he would go to the legendary place to guard the human race, and he would never come back in his life unless there were special circumstances or going to the Holy Land. Therefore, no matter how many sinners have been referred to by thousands of saints, as long as there are these true descendants of saints, the people of the ten kingdoms will never be disgusted with all saints.

"If I have the chance, I must go there to experience it, it is the best place for the human race. It is said that Master Wei also trained there for three years before becoming a scholar. It's a pity that unless the war is tight, no outsiders will be invited to enter to avoid any accidents. ”

Xiao Yuan was thinking in his heart, and found that many people had begun to walk towards the single-plank bridge either blindly or confidently.

Most of these people are in stable shape, even if they are blown by the strange wind, they can stick to moving forward, except for a few handsome people who are more stable than Sun Yong, the rest of them are not as good as Sun Yong.

After a while, the second group of people began to move forward, and Xiao Yuan also began to take steps, preparing to cross the Mohe River of Diaoqiao.

Suddenly, the people on the sixth bridge let out a miserable scream, Xiao Yuan looked up, and saw that the man fell in the ink river, and then the river water bubbled like boiling water, devouring the person, and the person changed into an ink-colored bubble in an instant.

One person sneered: "Doing what you can is also the criterion of my generation of scholars, since you can't get by, then you will accept the strange wind under this mountain of books, and you will naturally gain something." If you have to force it over, this can only be the end. This water is what I expected, it is the 'ink' in the painting boat. The ink here should not be as powerful as the real ink, but once it enters the water, it will shake the palace at least, and at worst the talent will be damaged, and it will take years to recover. ”

At this moment, Ye Zhongyong suddenly pointed at Xiao Yuan and said loudly: "This person is the first child in Jiangnan, the third class child, and the saint before the child, Xiao Yuan!"

Xiao Yuan was stunned and didn't know what to do, and then saw several people running towards him, their eyes full of hostility.

Xiao frowned, these people must have been instructed to prevent him from going to the Book Mountain by all means-because the memories of everyone in the Book Mountain will be erased after they go out. So they do it, and no one interferes.

However, a faint look of mockery appeared on Xiao Yuan's face.

The two sides of the Mo River are different, and they can't even talk to each other on the other side, but people on this side can contact each other.

"Push him into the river!"

Three people walked between Xiao Yuan and Diaoqiao Mohe, and three people rushed over with Ye Zhongyong.

"Don't be afraid, this is a mountain of books, even a saint can't see everything! This is not a imperial examination, there are no rules that can't hurt people, you must not let him cross the river!"

"I am a native of Wu State, a traitor like this who was expelled from my country, I will never let Xiao Yuan go!"

"Xiao Yuan will insult my Wu Kingdom in Tong Shengwen, how can I stand by and watch!"

"We won't kill you, we just prevent you from going to the Book Mountain, even the saints can't punish us!"

Everyone's eyes were firm, and they didn't care at all about dying with Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan is now extremely close to the river, and the seven of them have been secretly preparing, and at most five or six breaths can rush over.

"What are you doing, don't stop! I am a descendant of Confucius, how can I see Fang Yun ruined in the hands of Yu Er and others! If you don't stop, I will find you to fight poems and texts when I go down to the Book Mountain, and kill you one by one!" said a young man of the Confucian family angrily, although he knew that if he left the Book Mountain, he would forget everything that happened inside.

"Stop!" Chen Cheng thought he had passed the level of the Ink Realm, but he ran over to stop him.

"Shameless Xiaoxiao, Xiao Yuan, how can you harm Xiao Yuan!

"You can't hurt me Jiangnan Xiaoyuan!"

There were dozens of people who rushed over to intercept those people without saying a word, and then hundreds of people also rushed over, most of them Jiangnan Tongsheng.

These people were too far away to save Xiao Yuan.

One person was so anxious that he scolded: "Beast, beast! No matter how powerful Xiao Yuan is, his Wengong Divine Thoughts are no stronger than seven people, it's over! I finally came out of Jiangnan with such a great talent, and I was actually destroyed by the head of the people of Wu State, hateful! Hateful!"

Others also sighed helplessly, especially those upright and benevolent children, who were so angry that they wanted to replace Xiao Yuan.

Seeing that the seven people were about to catch Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan suddenly shouted: "Get out!"

Then, a strong white-gold wind erupted around Xiao Yuan's body, and this strong wind was like ink marks, blowing violently in all directions, not only discharging the strange wind, but also continuing to spread outward, and finally blowing on the seven people led by Ye Zhongyong.

As if they had been hit by an invisible sledgehammer, each of them made a loud bang, flew out upside down, and landed more than three feet in mid-air.

Ye Zhongyong cried loudly: "It hurts me to death! How can this be! My body! No, this is not a normal departure from Shushan, help!"

Everyone saw that a large number of cracks appeared in Ye Zhongyong's body, and there was white light in the cracks, and at the same time, his body became transparent, and finally his whole body fell to the ground like a broken ice cube, with a few traces of the same fragrance, and finally slowly dissipated and turned into light and shadow.

"You have the courage to write!" a Wu Guoren who attacked Xiao Yuan shouted, his body shattered, but in the moment of shattering, the fragrance of ink was emanated.

The person who was originally close to Xiao Yuan was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated and looked at him in horror.

At this moment, Xiao Yuan's body exuded a hazy white-gold light, and his mountain-like figure was incomparably majestic, and the power of courage spread everywhere, pressing everyone to raise their heads.

A brave person is in a book mountain full of children's voices, which is equivalent to a dragon king in a group of small fish and shrimp.

Wen Dan is not the non-harmful power of Wengong Xingchen, but has a real power, which can destroy the divine thoughts, and now all the children's bodies are composed of divine thoughts.

Xiao Yuan is now their natural enemy.

The people of the Holy Family were most surprised. As soon as he became a child, he had the courage to write, and it was not an ordinary courage, which was unprecedented in the Sifang Continent, and even those disciples of Confucius couldn't do it.

Several members of the Confucius family were dumbfounded, and even the Confucius family, who had the most resources in the Holy Academy, could not cultivate a talented man with literary courage, let alone others. No matter how outstanding the Kong family is, it is just a drop of courage when they are just children.

"That is, the ink fragrance enters the world, and the platinum courage of the country is a piece of paper!"