The blood-red world is different from the literary world.
The Blood Mantis Realm was weak before because it was suppressed by the power of Blood Mantis. Now that the power of Blood Mantis has disappeared, and it is in its fastest growth period, all human beings will benefit from it, and everyone will rapidly improve in all aspects.
The current Xue Mang people, because of the promotion they have experienced in the Xue Mang Realm, have an average strength that exceeds that of the people of the Shengyuan Continent. Only after the Xue Mang Realm completes its growth will the Xue Mang people weaken from generation to generation until they become ordinary people. At this time, their bodies will be weaker than those of the people of the Shengyuan Continent. After that, they will start to work hard to make progress and continuously improve.
The reason why the people of the Wenjie can fight for a long time in the Liangjie Mountain is mainly because the Wenqu Star is split. Only when the people of the Wenjie can live in other realms without the help of external forces, can the people of the Wenjie be considered a complete human race.
The splitting of Wenquxing has accelerated the progress of people in the literary world, but the literary world of Confucius still has a long way to go before it can become a complete world.
The 200,000 Blood Mang people this time must be elite soldiers. In addition, Wei Huangan is a genius, and Tan Hemu is good at defense. The strength of these 200,000 Blood Mang troops can definitely rank among the top 30 in Liangjie Mountain.
The scale of dragon-patterned rice cultivation in the Xuemang Realm is constantly expanding, so these elite soldiers who can occasionally eat dragon-patterned rice do not need to worry.
The Xuemang Army still needs another month of training before they can go to the battlefield. Fang Yun just took a look from a distance and paid no more attention to them, continuing to focus on himself.
The time was getting closer to the fourth day of December. During several changes of guard with the Qishan Army, Fang Yun found that Gou Bao's face was getting worse and worse, and occasionally a hint of hatred would flash across his face.
On November 20th, the Zhujiang Army was resting and Fang Yun was reading in the barracks.
Suddenly, the official seal vibrated urgently.
Fang Yun immediately reached out to take a look and found that it was an urgent letter from Ma Zhilong, the president of Zhurong Academy of Chu State.
"I feel bad for Zhang Mingzhou. The King of Chu summoned me last night. Under pressure, I resigned from the post of president of Zhurong Academy this morning. I suddenly received news in the afternoon that your son had an argument with a classmate and started a fight first. In the end, he was outnumbered and beaten by four children, and fell into a coma. But... all the doctors in Jingzhou with a higher rank than Jinshi were transferred away, and doctors with a lower rank than Jinshi could not be treated directly by medical books, so they could only use ordinary medical skills. It is said that your son's injuries are very serious. If he is not treated early, I am afraid... he will have a root cause of illness. As for the four children who beat him, their legs have been broken by their parents and thrown outside your house."
Fang Yun instantly scanned the letter and stood up, slamming the table.
"The King of Chu is going too far!" Fang Yun was extremely angry.
Snap…
A crack appeared in the middle of the table and it collapsed with a loud bang. The four treasures of the study, books and pages of paper were scattered everywhere. The Inkstone Turtle beside him was so scared that he ran away. Mo Nu hurriedly popped her head out and looked at Fang Yun with concern.
Fang Yun gritted his teeth. The people who fought were half-grown children, but they beat Zhang Jing'an unconscious. They must have hit him on the head to death. If this was not premeditated, Fang Yun would not believe it. Moreover, Ma Zhilong was suddenly forced to resign, and Gao Wenwei's family of doctors in the city were suddenly transferred away. This kind of thing could not be done by anyone except the King of Chu.
However, Fang Yun knew that since the King of Chu dared to do such a thing, he must have destroyed all the evidence and there was no way he could be caught.
"King of Chu, King of Chu, if you had stopped early, this Saint would have left you with some dignity. Now you actually attacked a child. After the matter of Liangjie Mountain is settled, this Saint will go to the State of Chu to seek justice." The cruelty in Fang Yun's eyes slowly dissipated, and he walked out quickly.
Not long after, Fang Yun found the deacon of Xisheng Pavilion and asked Xisheng Pavilion to send someone to Jingzhou to rescue Zhang Jingan and protect him for three days. He would bear all the expenses or deduct them from the military merits.
The deacon of the West Saint Pavilion immediately asked the elder of the West Saint Pavilion for instructions, and the elder of the West Saint Pavilion immediately ordered to go and rescue the people, and said that this was what the West Saint Pavilion should do and Fang Yun didn't have to spend a penny.
Today, Zhang Longxiang is no longer an ordinary figure in the literary world.
Afterwards, Fang Yun used the secret code agreed upon with Lei Tingzhen at Liangjie Mountain, and soon a university scholar came to visit. Fang Yun made a request that the Zong and Lei families should either send Zhang Jing'an to the secret place of Wenjie within three days to get rid of the King of Chu's sphere of influence, or force the King of Chu to commit suicide. Otherwise, all treasures should be returned and all cooperation should be ended.
Soon, Fang Yun received a document from the Western Saint Pavilion, and the Western Saint Pavilion sent a scholar from the Zhang family to treat him. Fortunately, he went early. If he had gone a few hours later, Zhang Jing'an's brain would have been damaged in a way that was difficult to heal, and he might even have become demented and would never be able to condense the Wen Palace. Even a semi-saint would have to expend a lot of energy to solve the problem. Now, after the treatment of the doctor's scholar, the child is safe and sound, and he will be full of energy after a few days of rest. Although the doctor's book absorbed several magical medicines to get rid of the child's disease, the scholar of the Zhang family said that he did it for the sake of convenience and did not want any compensation or reward.
Fang Yun contacted Zhang Sumu, the great scholar from Zhang Zhongjing's family, sent a letter to express his gratitude and kept him in mind.
That night, the Grand Secretary who was in contact with the Zong and Lei families came and said that they already knew what happened in the literary world. They thought that forcing the King of Chu to commit suicide was of great importance and it would be difficult for the two families to do it, but they promised to send Zhang Jing'an to the secret place in the literary world within three days.
After seeing off the Grand Secretary of the Zong family, Fang Yun looked out the window.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and Wenqu hangs in the sky.
It was approaching the twelfth lunar month. The Shengyuan Continent and the Literary World were already freezing cold, but the temperature in the mountains of the two worlds was the same as usual, neither too hot nor too cold, as controlled by the power of the Holy Temple.
Fang Yun’s eyes were colder than the moonlight.
The next morning, the Zhujiang Army climbed the city walls and once again exchanged defense of the same section of the city with the Qishan Army.
During the rotation, Fang Yun scanned all the people in the Qishan Army, even the ordinary soldiers, and did not find anything unusual. They seemed to be unaware of Zhang Jing'an's affairs.
Fang Yun stood still. When the generals of the Qishan army approached, they didn't even nod to each other in greeting.
Fang Yun looked at the seven university scholars headed by Gou Bao, and finally his eyes fell on the face of Prince Jing.
The seven university scholars all felt Fang Yun's gaze and slowed down their pace.
"Prince Jing, I have something I want to ask you." Fang Yun's face was calm, but his eyes radiated a bone-chilling coldness.
The seven university scholars and the other Qishan army generals were secretly shocked. The two sides had always been in opposition, but they had never seen Zhang Longxiang's eyes so full of hatred. Moreover, one was a king, the other was a marquis, and there was even a duke in between the titles. The gap was huge, and Fang Yun did not even need to be modest, but called himself the marquis. Everyone could hear that his tone was not friendly.
Everyone stopped, and Prince Jing looked unhappy and frowned, "What does Zhang Mingzhou want to ask?"
The entire Qishan army stopped, with Fang Yun in front of them, attracting the attention of scholars from all over. Some university scholars even stopped paying attention to the monsters attacking the city and just stared at this place.
Fang Yun's eyes slowly swept over the seven university scholars, and finally stared at Prince Jing and slowly asked: "You came from your hometown, so you should know about the things in your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow?"
Prince Jing was stunned, and the others who heard Fang Yun's poem were also puzzled. Fang Yun was asking, since Prince Jing came from the Wenjie Chu State, he naturally knew about Jingzhou, so when he came to Liangjie Mountain, were the plum blossoms in front of the window in Zhang's mansion blooming.
Afterwards, many people read the poem repeatedly and found nothing special about it, so they speculated that this might be Fang Yun expressing his goodwill to Prince Jing while also expressing his homesickness.
.(To be continued.)