Without Fang Yun's order, everyone took action.
The two bull-barbarian generals and the dog-demon general rushed forward, while the rest of the scholars ran while reciting war poems and attacking the evil king.
Fang Yun said: "Our goal is to consume the evil king's things. We must not fight him head-on. As long as we force him to use all his tricks, victory will belong to us!"
At the same time, one person shouted to the strange tree in demon language: "Cover the flames with sand, and use water mist to stop the flames of the oil!"
The alien tree demon leaders could understand the demon language and immediately passed it on to other alien trees. Then they saw the alien trees covering their bodies with sand and quickly rubbing off the kerosene on their bodies.
"You have ruined my plan of Shengxu, and I will settle this account with you!" said the spirit leopard where the evil king lived. A paperweight appeared under its claws, and the paperweight quickly took on the power of the Jinshi's running poem. Then a strong wind blew around the spirit leopard, and it was about to run.
However, a white light brush flew out from the tree mountain and dotted the sky above the spirit leopard, and the power of the spirit leopard's defense and the speeding war poem immediately collapsed.
Han Shoulu exclaimed: "Is that... Mr. Bi?"
Fang Yun immediately looked towards the tree mountain and saw a one-foot-tall light tree appear in front of him. Unlike the strange tree, this tree was made of opaque white light, and there was an old man's face on the trunk.
The old tree man was standing on a rotten brush.
Fang Yun was surprised. He didn't expect that this pen had the ability similar to Wen Xin's "false talk" and could directly erase the power of others. This was more powerful than an ordinary pen, and its value was even higher than that of the great scholar's literary treasure.
When Lingbao saw Bi Lao, a hint of reluctance and resentment flashed across his eyes, and then he roared at Fang Yun and the others: "This Bi Lao should have belonged to me! Fang Yun, I can't kill you now, but I will bury you in the Holy Ruins eventually!"
As Xiong Jun spoke, a palm-sized piece of tattered light golden paper appeared under his feet. Then the word "boat" flew out of the paper and quickly turned into a three-meter-long golden fishing boat, carrying Xiong Jun and floating in the air.
The war poems written by the candidates fell on the golden light boat, but were all pushed away by the golden light on the boat.
"The remaining pages of a great scholar's authentic writings! No wonder the evil king is so confident!" Li Fanming looked at the boat and the evil king, the spirit leopard, on it in surprise.
The true writings of great scholars are profound and meaningful, and every word comes true.
Everyone had to give up the attack. With their current strength, it was impossible to break the power of the great scholar Zhenwen, even if this power was not complete.
Fang Yun was stunned. The remaining pages of the evil king gave him a very familiar feeling. At the same time when the remaining pages appeared, the remaining pages of "Peach Blossom Spring" in the strange book world vibrated slightly.
Fang Yun immediately remembered that there were two references to boats in the Peach Blossom Spring. At the beginning, when the Wuling people entered the Peach Blossom Spring, there was a sentence "they left their boat and entered through the entrance", and at the end of the article, when the Wuling people left the Peach Blossom Spring, there was also a sentence "once they left, they found their boat".
The fragment of "Peach Blossom Spring" in the strange book world is the fragment of the first part, and the one in the hands of the evil king should be the last fragment. When he was a scholar, Fang Yun once sent his talent into the word "boat" on the fragment, but his talent was too little. He was almost drained of his talent by the fragment, but after becoming a juren, his talent increased greatly and he had the opportunity to use it.
Fang Yun immediately understood that the evil king had put his huge talent into the text of "Peach Blossom Spring" before entering the Holy Ruins. So even if the power level of this evil king's split spirit is only at the level of Juren, as long as the talent is of the same nature, it can also activate the fragments of the great scholar's true text. However, he can only activate the power of the fragments. If it is a complete great scholar's true text, even the evil king himself can only barely activate it.
"Now that you are away from Fang Yun, you still have a chance to leave the Holy Ruins alive. If I see you helping Fang Yun again, you will all be buried with Fang Yun!" After the Evil Lord said this, he was about to leave on the golden fishing boat, but the old man pointed at the Evil Lord.
A white light pen appeared out of thin air above the golden fishing boat. With a light stroke of the white light pen, the golden fishing boat immediately disintegrated.
Crack... The brush under the old man's feet broke, and the old man's brush also became dim. The branches of the strange trees shook violently. Even if people did not understand the strange trees' way of communication, they could feel their sadness.
"Do it!" Fang Yun injected his talent into the wheelchair to speed it up while reciting "The Arrow in the Stone" fluently. He did not write with pen and ink, nor did he show the light of the original work, nor even the light of the poetic soul, but "The Arrow in the Stone" contained the power of the poetic soul. Then a huge bow and arrow floated in the air, and suddenly shot out a giant arrow about a meter long towards the evil king.
The power of this arrow is stronger than that of an ordinary Juren war poem. An Jinshi protective treasure immediately appeared under the feet of the evil king, forming a powerful protective shield, and then took back the Yinjiangbei.
"The Arrow in the Stone" was blocked by the power of Jinshi Wenbao.
"You have endless literary treasures, but limited talent! I want to see how many times your talent can use up your literary treasures!" Fang Yun said, continuing to use "Arrow in the Stone". Although "Dream Battle in Wind and Rain" is powerful, it is not as good as "Arrow in the Stone" in saving talent without Weak Water.
Those scholars launched an attack again. Some of them spoke eloquently, while the other part put down their pallets and began to talk about war on paper. Each of these people had a literary pen and magic blood ink, and the power of the war poems formed by talking about war on paper was far stronger than that of speaking eloquently.
Many strange trees rushed towards the evil king. Their speed was not fast, but their roots were extremely long and could be swung out more than ten feet. Some of the strange trees also used their roots to roll up stones and threw them at the evil king.
At this moment, Niu Shan shouted, "Oh no! The tree whistle has sounded, the evil tree is coming back!"
"Let's get rid of the evil king first!" Fang Yun said.
Anger and anxiety flashed in the fierce king's leopard eyes. Finally, he looked at Shushan and Bi Lao helplessly and reluctantly, and sighed in embarrassment. The remaining pages of the great scholar's authentic text flew out again, and the word "θΏ·" turned into a sky full of mist, blocking everyone's sight.
The fog was so thick that everyone found it difficult to breathe, and the candidates were unable to dispel it even after singing the "Da Feng Ge".
"Fang Yun, I will come back to find you!" The evil king shouted, and took out a rare cultural treasure with pain, and his body turned into a long rainbow and flew away in an instant.
The eyes of several young men from aristocratic families moved slightly, and they placed their hands on their own Hanhu shells, as if they were hesitating about something. At that time, they were surrounded by monsters and barbarians, and they had hesitated like this after Li Fanming's lifespan was exhausted and his blood and loyalty were exhausted.
Li Fanming sighed and said, "Forget it. I have already achieved my goal by forcing the evil king to use the fragments of the Great Confucianism's True Text twice. He did not have enough time to cultivate the Great Confucianism's True Text, and the fragments could no longer be used in the Holy Ruins. I am afraid that he also used a special escape item to avoid being tracked by the Great Wood Demon King. It is a pity that the One Word True Text given to me by the elders was used when I fled back to the village, otherwise I could have stopped him."
Fang Yun also knew that some people were unwilling to use life-saving means, and said: "If that's the case, forget it. You all move closer to me, and quickly get out of the foggy area and leave the woods together. Don't let that strange wood demon king see you. Destroying the plan of the evil king is our greatest reward. Don't be greedy for the treasures here, let's go!"
Everyone moved closer to Fang Yun. The visible distance was less than three feet, so everyone had to stay together and walk slowly out.
After walking for dozens of breaths, an old voice came from behind: "Friends of the human race, please stay."
Fang Yun was puzzled. The voice was the language of a demon, which a strange tree could not possibly say. Then he suddenly realized and guessed that it was that old man Bi.
The old man's voice came again: "The man you call the evil king has evil intentions. His ambition is not only to get the old man, not only to get the treasure of the strange wood, but also to get the passage leading to the depths of Dragon Cliff."
Fang Yun and others looked at each other in surprise. They didn't expect that the Evil King actually knew that there was a passage leading to Dragon Cliff here. This was a shocking secret.
Although people from the three tribes of monsters and barbarians often entered Dragon Cliff over the years, they only wandered around the periphery and could not go deep into it at all, because it was said that there were terrible monsters lurking in the depths of Dragon Cliff. Some people had seen with their own eyes a dragon claw extending out from the Dragon Cliff and then retracting, and that dragon claw covered the sky and the sun, and was a hundred miles long.
Old Bi continued, "Since the evil king dared to enter the depths of Dragon Cliff, he must be after the treasures. Since you saved us, and in order to prevent the treasures from being obtained by the evil king, I allow you to use the passage to enter the depths of Dragon Cliff. The sacred tree of my clan produces sacred fruit, and I can give you one. When you leave Dragon Cliff, if you encounter spirit bones, you can exchange them with them and let them send you out of Dragon Cliff. Remember, spirit bones are cunning and will not leave Dragon Cliff peacefully. Never give them the sacred fruit."
Everyone gathered together and looked at each other.
Niu Shan shouted loudly: "But Master Bi? The Moon Emperor of our Xing Yao Man tribe is here. If you lie to the Moon Emperor, the Moon God will punish you."
"Haha, I am already very old, and I have revealed the power of the great scholar Zhenwen. I am about to die. Why should I lie to you? It is because the person on the chair has a lot of moonlight and does not covet the treasures of my clan that I am willing to let you go to the depths of Longya." The old man's voice was kind.
Fang Yun looked at the others, and several of them nodded.
"The evil creature is bloodthirsty, the spirit bone is cunning, the ink girl is naive, the pen master is wise, the ink turtle is stupid... There has never been a rumor that the pen master harmed anyone. On the contrary, some people have received help from the pen master." Han Shoulu said.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Since this is what the evil king wants, we would be so sorry if we don't take it for him!"
"That's right!" Everyone laughed.
Fang Yun immediately said in a loud voice: "Thank you, Master Bi. Please lead the way."
"Let's go to the holy tree first." said Mr. Bi.
Everyone turned and walked towards the holy tree. Soon they were out of the fog and were now standing under the crown of the holy tree. The holy tree seemed to have magical powers and the fog could not cover the tree.
A cracked brush floats in the air with the tip facing downwards, and a translucent old tree stands on the tip of the brush.
Everyone bowed and saluted.
The old tree nodded slightly, then turned and flew.
"You follow me."
Everyone followed Mr. Bi.
Li Fanming couldn't help but asked respectfully, "Mr. Bi, what is in the depths of the Dragon Cliff? Is there really a dragon saint thousands of miles long hidden there?"
"How would I know? Do I look like I've seen the Dragon Saint?"
"Ahem, I'm just asking. You must know what treasures are in Dragon Cliff, right?"
"Hmph, in addition to the stones, even the flowers and plants are treasures. In fact, some of the stones are also treasures. It just depends on your eyesight." Mr. Bi put his hands behind his back, a little impatient.
Li Fanming said with a smile: "Master Bi, I have a Wenbao pen here, why don't you take it and use it?"
"Humph, if you have a semi-sacred writing pen, I will move in right away and serve you as my master!"
Li Fanming was speechless, and everyone laughed secretly. (To be continued...)