"It has a power close to that of the fourth realm, and may even be the power of the fourth realm's "Dream Battle of Wind and Rain". What is the reason?" Fang Yun was puzzled.
As he practiced, Fang Yun became more and more surprised, because the power of all war poems related to ice and snow would more than double here, which was equivalent to having an extra layer of precious light, while similar war poems of ordinary scholars could only be enhanced by 20% to 30% here. Only the ice and snow war poems of the half-blood people of the Ice Clan could be improved to such a strong level.
It is not difficult to add "Dream of Battle in Wind and Rain", after all, there is "Iron horses and frozen rivers come into my dreams", but in "Beheading Loulan" there is only one sentence "Snow on the Tianshan Mountains in May, no flowers, only cold" in the poem, which is just an embellishment to highlight the cold weather at the border. But even so, the sword formed into the battle poem is also extremely powerful.
As for war poems such as "Ode to the Qin People" and "Destroying Loulan", their power is enhanced even if they only mention "cold" or "snowy mountains", which is completely different from how others use them.
When normal humans use war poems in the Ancient Land of Ten Colds, the power will only be enhanced if the main power involves ice, frost and snow.
"Is it because of the power of the Star King, or is it the power from the ancient demon?" A thought flashed through Fang Yun's mind and he quickly returned to normal. He spent his time on practicing and no longer worried too much about the source of power.
After practicing for several hours, Fang Yun felt more at ease, and the power of many of his battle poems increased dramatically. The power of the five battle poems, "Dream Battle in Wind and Rain", "Ode to the Qin People", "Destroying Loulan", "Night Attack" and "Moon Blade in the Sky", were all significantly enhanced.
Fang Yun tried to learn the war poems handed down from the Holy Temple, but the power improved was limited and was far less powerful than the war poems he composed himself.
Fang Yun did not delve into the matter further because he had neither the energy nor the time.
After completing the practice, Fang Yun returned to his residence in Wanxing Pass and began to make final preparations for casting the medical desk.
There are many types of medical writing platforms. Fang Yun knew that if he condensed those orthodox medical writing platforms, he would never be able to compare with those who majored in medicine. He needed to find another way to condense the relatively few disease-related writing platforms. After all, there was a plague snake in his disease meridian, which was formed by absorbing the power of the Lord of Plague. If it was used to cast a plague or poison-related writing platform, it would definitely be twice the result with half the effort.
However, the Lord of Plague is too strong. The Plague Snake can be controlled by the Disease Sutra, but it can never be completely absorbed by the Disease Sutra. If it is to be cast into a writing platform, it needs to be completely absorbed first. A mere Grand Secretary may not be able to fully control it, so a lot of preparation is required.
The day passed quickly. Fang calculated the date and it was already the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. He didn't expect that he would spend the Lantern Festival here.
At noon, when I was about to have lunch, I saw Hu Li appear with a bowl of steaming dumplings.
Fang Yun was stunned, thanked Hu Li, took out an empty bowl, gave her half, and ate the dumplings while chatting. But Hu Li ate a few and stopped eating, saying that she had heartburn and couldn't get used to such sticky food.
Not long after they finished eating the dumplings, they heard a faint sound of thunder.
"Fang Xusheng, help!"
Fang Yun widened his eyes and ran out suddenly. After three steps, he stepped on the white cloud that appeared out of thin air and accelerated towards the west gate of Wanxing Pass.
Hu Li was stunned for a moment, and the blood in his body gushed out, forming a powerful air wave that overturned the tables and chairs in the room. Then he rushed out of the door and ran on the ground with Fang Yun, making a loud noise and leaving a large area of cracked ground behind him.
"Enemy attack!" All the monsters in Wanxing Pass were mobilized.
Fang Yun had a blank expression on his face, and was extremely anxious. The Ten Cold Ancient Land was different from other places, the power was complex, and there was heavy snow covering it, so the Tongue Blossom Spring Thunder would not be transmitted too far, which meant that Zeng Yue, who was asking for help, was not very far away from him. However, if one was below the Semi-Saint level, the Tongue Blossom Spring Thunder could not accurately transmit the sound in one direction, but would spread in all directions, which meant that once the sound was called out, the monsters would definitely know the location.
This means that Zeng Yue has no way of getting rid of the pursuers and can only place his hopes on Fang Yun and the other monsters in Wanxing Pass.
Thinking of this, Fang Yun realized that the pursuer was not an ordinary demon king.
At this time, Hu Li's voice reached Fang Yun's ears: "Your Highness the Moon Emperor, the pursuers are probably the Great Demon King."
Fang Yun nodded slightly, stepped on Pingbu Qingyun, and flew at high speed in the canyon.
boom…
The snow was scattered lightly, the cold wind was blowing, the black hair and blue shirt were fluttering, Fang Yun's speed had exceeded Yiming, and a sonic boom was created when he broke the sound barrier.
On the westernmost side of the canyon is a tall city wall, on the edge of which stand ten mechanisms purchased from the human race.
The star demons below were a little panicked, they could all hear the human grand scholar's cry for help.
Fang Yun looked into the distance and saw heavy snow all over the sky. It was all white and he couldn't see where Zeng Yue and the others were at all.
Fang Yun crossed the city wall and rushed into the snow.
A hint of hesitation flashed across Hu Li's eyes, and then he rushed in.
"Your Highness Hu Li!"
The four demon kings looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and rushed out.
After flying for a few breaths, Fang Yun saw two blurry figures coming forward. In the blink of an eye, they became clearer. They were Zeng Yue and Xun Pingyang. Each of them was carrying a university scholar on his back, and Xun Pingyang was holding another on his right rib.
Six went out and five came back.
"This Saint is here, don't worry." Fang Yun spoke like thunder, and saw a huge black shadow rushing towards them from the snow in front.
It was a gigantic white bear, running with all four limbs in the air. Its shoulder height was as high as thirty-and-a-half feet. If it stood upright, it would be as tall as six or seven stories high, and it looked extremely ferocious.
The great demon king of the bear clan, the true king of the bear clan.
"Don't worry? Do you think I, Xiong Huan, am dead?" The great demon king Xiong Huan said as he raised his right front paw high and slapped Zeng Yue's back.
A huge palm print with a radius of three meters appeared from the sky, carrying wind and snow, and flying like a mountain.
"Get out of the way!" Hu Li shouted.
However, the huge bear paw was too fast, so fast that Zeng Yue could hardly dodge it.
Just as the bear's paw was about to hit Zeng Yue, a ray of golden light suddenly flashed across the sky and earth, like a rising sun, dividing night and day.
laugh…
After a slight sound, the huge translucent bear paw split into two and quickly dissipated.
Hu Li and the four demon kings behind him were stunned. Although most of the big demon kings were not good at magic, even if their magic was weak and could not compare to the great Confucian scholars in poetry, it was still much better than the great scholars in poetry.
It was nothing to be broken by Fang Yun's tongue sword, but the problem was that the Ancient Dragon Sword crushed with absolute power, causing the magic to be unable to explode when it was broken and could only wither.
"How dare you!" Xiong Huan was completely furious. He never expected that his magic could be easily broken by a university scholar, even though the other party was a dignified virtual saint.
Xiong Huan withdrew the magic he had originally intended to use and rushed straight towards Fang Yun, ready to fully utilize the advantages of the demon clan and engage in close combat.
However, the Ancient True Dragon Sword suddenly grew larger, along with the dragon shadow wrapped around the sword.
The sword was a mile long and slashed down heavily.
There was a flash of contempt in Xiong Huan's eyes. Even a true great scholar would not dare to attack him head-on with verbal attacks.
"Break!" Xiong Huan roared and waved his bear paw. The ancestral land of the bear clan appeared behind the bear paw, and then merged into the bear paw, forming a powerful heavenly strike.
This palm seemed to be able to shatter the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, and the sword in the sky seemed incomparably small.
Swords and palms collided.
boom…
Blood splattered in the sky, and Xiong Huan's huge body crashed into the ground like a falling meteorite, rolling continuously.
"how come… "
boom!
Xiong Huan smashed into the thick snow, causing snow waves all over the sky and creating a big hole in the ground.
.(To be continued)