Fang Yun bought all the detailed information about the Mist Butterfly from Longtou Linggu. It was almost impossible for humans to know such things.
The Mist Butterfly was still lying on the ground terrified, but when it saw the holy fruit, it immediately flapped its wings and flew away, dancing around the holy fruit in front of Fang Yun, constantly making "feeling" sounds, as if begging for something.
Fang Yong used demonic language to ask: "Are you willing to follow me?"
The mist butterfly chirped softly, then flapped its wings violently. Fang Yun immediately felt a chill between his brows. He then sent his spiritual thoughts into the Wen Palace and found a mist butterfly formed by spiritual thoughts landing on the shoulder of his statue, sleeping quietly.
Fang Yun left Wen Palace and saw that the mist butterfly had landed on the holy fruit and was slowly nibbling it.
"What is this?" Yan Yukong asked.
Li Fanming said first: "This is a holy fruit! I didn't expect that this thing could actually attract mist butterflies."
"So that's how it is. The evil king has gone to great lengths for Wudie, and had no choice but to let Liu Zizhi come forward. However, although you have your reasons for killing Liu Zizhi, you are afraid that others will take advantage of the opportunity to stir up trouble, especially the Liu family."
Fang Yun said slowly: "I originally didn't want to kill Liu Zizhi, but sometimes, it's better to take the straight path than to seek the crooked path! The scholars of Qing country have bullied my Jing country too much, I swear to fight a state with literature! Liu Zizhi dared to collude with the evil king to harm me, I must kill him!"
"It is better to take the straight path than to seek the crooked one. It sounds sonorous and powerful at the moment." Zong Wude said.
Fang Yun said: "Since I know that Liu Zizhi and the evil king have conspired to harm me, I must kill him with thunder and lightning, and then get the mist butterfly, so that others will know my method. If I use the holy fruit to lure the mist butterfly, it will be a crooked pursuit, and I will be inferior! My way of being a boy and a scholar is to seek in a crooked way, but my way of being a juren and the way after that, if necessary, should be taken in a straight way!"
"Fang Yun is truly a role model for scholars of our generation. But... well, I won't say more." Zong Wude looked embarrassed and closed his mouth.
Everyone was curious and didn't understand what he said, but Fang Yun, Yan Yukong and three or four others understood.
The attempt of the patriarch of the Miscellaneous School to join hands with the barbarians to deal with the demon tribe is a typical example of "seeking in a crooked way", but Fang Yun said "it is better to take it in a straight way". If Zong Wude praises him too much, it would be tantamount to attacking his own holy path.
"What's more, I'm afraid that the evil king will take risks." Fang Yun stated the main reason why he did not use the holy fruit to attract the mist butterfly.
"You also have holy fruit?" Li Fanming asked doubtfully.
Fang Yun took out the holy fruit that Bi Lao secretly gave him.
The mist butterfly that had been eating the other holy fruit suddenly looked up, looked left and right, grabbed the first holy fruit, placed it on top of the other holy fruit, and then slowly ate it, obviously wanting to eat it all.
Everyone smiled.
Sun Naiyong nodded and said, "From a military point of view, your move is the best strategy to catch the enemy by surprise. If you are discovered by the evil king, or if you use the holy fruit to attract the mist butterfly, given the evil king's temperament, he may snatch the mist butterfly and escape, or he may attack and kill you, which will not be worth the loss. If you hadn't mentioned it, it might take me a while to figure it out. You see things so thoroughly, your achievements must be far better than mine."
Everyone suddenly realized why Fang Yun killed Liu Zizhi first and then drove away the evil king. It was to eliminate all potential factors.
"If it were me, I would probably use the holy fruit to lure the mist butterfly, and with more moonlight, I would surely defeat Liu Zizhi. However, I would forget that the evil king is by my side, and I would definitely lose the mist butterfly in the end. If the evil king gets the mist butterfly, he will be even more powerful, and we will not be able to control him."
Mo Shan suddenly said, "Wait, like a tiger with wings? You say, does the evil king want to use his distraction to seize the mist butterfly? If the mist butterfly distracts his mind, the evil king will not only be like a tiger with wings, but like a fish turning into a dragon!"
Fang Yun was also stunned for a moment. He really didn't think of this possibility, but Mo Shan was a direct descendant of the Mo family. He might have known some secret and made such a guess.
Sun Naiyong couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Thanks to Fang Yun. If Fang Yun was really too pedantic and kept Liu Zizhi, and the evil king's spirit took over the mist butterfly, the consequences would be disastrous! Once the mist butterfly's spirit grows up, who can fight against the evil king? With the mist butterfly and the demon ancestor's sect, the evil king might restrain himself and choose another saintly path. If he really becomes a semi-saint, the families that have been harmed by him can only swallow their anger."
"Even if the evil king has restrained himself, his evil nature is still there. Don't forget that the Meng family has many enemies. If he is canonized, it will be a blessing, but it will also bring great disasters."
"If the evil king was just robbing by trickery, I wouldn't worry about him killing people after he becomes a saint, but he poisoned Fang Yun, so if we were to hinder him in the slightest, I'm afraid he would kill us too."
"That's true! If it's Fang Yun, it's not the same. Even if our ideas conflict with Fang Yun's, as long as we don't harm Fang Yun, he will tolerate us. The grudge between Wu De and Fang Yun is even greater than that between the Liu family, but the two still treat each other with courtesy."
Zong Wude rolled his eyes at the man and said, "I am not as good as Fang Yun in poetry, so if we really fight, I don't think I have much chance of winning. I was stupid enough to become an enemy of Fang Yun! I just want to watch the fight between him and the old ancestor's students, and I don't want to intervene."
Everyone laughed. If everyone was like Zong Wude, the world would be peaceful. However, human hearts and temperaments are the most complicated.
"The great gate is about to close. We can go in together."
"Walk!"
Fang Yun said to the demon kings of the Star Demon Barbarians: "Thank you, demon kings."
The tiger demon king snorted coldly and said, "If we are in trouble in the future, just give us a hand."
Fang Yun was puzzled. It would be almost impossible for him to come to the Holy Ruins again in the future, so he didn't understand what the Tiger Demon King meant.
"If we meet, we will definitely help each other." Fang Yun said.
The Tiger Demon King nodded and said nothing more.
People walked into the bronze door one after another.
"Oh no! Everyone be careful! It's..."
As soon as Fang Yun entered the bronze door, he heard Li Fanming's voice in front of him. Then the voice was drowned out by the sound of the howling wind, and his body and wheelchair fell downwards, floating in mid-air.
There was a dim scene in front of him, with sand and gravel flying everywhere. Fang Yun had to squint his eyes as gravel and sand kept hitting his body.
Niu Shan roared from behind: "Your Majesty, I will hold on to the wheelchair, don't be afraid!"
"Okay!" Fang Yun shouted and released the power of "Mountain Ode", forming a translucent protective force outside to wrap himself and Niu Shan.
Strands of strange wind penetrated into the Wen Palace without any hindrance, passing through the power of "Mountain Fu". Although the strange wind was extremely weak, it was enough to kill an ordinary scholar. One had to use the power of a literary courage to resist it. If it continued for a long time, one's strength would always be exhausted.
"It's about to land!" Niu Shan shouted, and the power of his blood surged, lifting Fang Yun's wheelchair and landing steadily on the ground. Fang Yun jumped out of the wheelchair in advance, landed on the sand, and then put away the protection of "Mountain Fu".
A strong wind blew, and sand and gravel flew in his face. Fang Yun had to cover his face with his arms, lower his head and bend over to avoid being blown away. If an ordinary person were in such a strong wind, he would be beaten to death by the constant flow of sand and gravel even without the strange wind.
Fang Yun didn't have much talent. Since the wind couldn't hurt him, he didn't use war poems to solve it. Besides, the sky was full of strange winds, and even if the war poems at the level of the juren could avoid it temporarily, they couldn't avoid it all the time.
After observing carefully for a moment, Fang Yun determined that he was in the desert.
Niu Shan shouted, "Your Majesty, do you want me to carry you?"
"No, remember this place, slowly search around, if they are not stupid, they will definitely wait for us." Fang Yun shouted, looked at the mist butterfly, and found that all the winds avoided it. It was eating the holy fruit. It had already eaten half of it.
"Okay! I'll be in front and you'll be behind, let's search together." Niu Shan restrained his qi and blood. This level of sand and gravel hitting his body didn't hurt him at all. He only retained the most basic qi and blood to block those subtle strange winds.
The two walked for a while. The other two bull barbarians and the dog demon came over quickly, and then the three barbarians and one demon formed a high wall in front, and Fang Yun followed behind. The pressure was greatly reduced. After a while, the four barbarians caught up, and the team's pace quickened. Soon they met Li Fanming and several others. Li Fanming was struggling to move forward with a rabbit on his back.
"Fan Ming!" Fang Yun shouted.
When Li Fanming looked back, he ran over quickly as if he had seen a relative, walked around Yaoman and stood next to Fang Yun.
"It's good to have more moonlight, and there are monsters to block the wind and sand. It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others!" Li Fanming said, and the big rabbit nodded vigorously behind him.
Fang Yun and others searched for other people with the landing point as the center, and soon they met one after another. Everyone here was a scholar, so they would not be troubled by the sandstorm, even though the sandstorm here was dozens of times more violent than that in Shengyuan Continent.
Everyone was unable to tell the direction, but several people who were proficient in the Book of Changes took turns to divine. The results were very confusing, but in the end they decided to move forward in the direction perpendicular to the wind direction.
With the demon barbarians blocking the windward side, everyone could go without worry, but the strange wind kept blowing. Everyone chatted occasionally and became more and more pessimistic.
"My literary power will be exhausted in two hours at most!"
"I may be a quarter of an hour ahead of you."
“We don’t even know where we are right now.”
"Isn't Mist Butterfly able to control strange winds and weak waters?"
Everyone looked at Fang Yun, but Fang Yun said helplessly: "Wu Die is eating the holy fruit, wait a little longer."
A quarter of an hour later, after Wudie finished eating the holy fruit, she cried out twice and drilled into Fang Yun's chest and never came out again.
Fang Yun was stunned, and then he found that the strange wind was gone, and there was no more strange wind attacking his Wen Palace. He vaguely felt that the mist butterfly seemed to be absorbing the strange wind around it.
"Huh? Where's Wudie?" someone shouted.
"He's asleep, as if he's digesting the power of the holy fruit." Fang Yun said helplessly.
Everyone also knew that the rare object was special, so they sighed a few times and then continued on their way.
After walking for more than an hour, the sandstorm was still raging, the sky was darker, and the people in the team became more silent.
"Alas, who could have thought that we would be alive in the Holy Ruins, but be blown to death by the wind when we arrived at the Demon Ancestor's gate. It's so unfair." Li Fanming was complaining when suddenly a snoring sound came from behind him. Fang Yun turned his head and saw that the rabbit had fallen asleep.
"You useless thing! I protected you with my literary talent, but you fell asleep!" Li Fanming said hatefully.
The rabbit couldn't hear it and continued to sleep.
Suddenly, the dog demon turned around, growled, and said, "Oh no, something is chasing us from the side!"
"Ready to fight!"
Everyone immediately looked in the direction the dog demon general was facing, put down their coats, and prepared for battle. Even Fang Yun was slightly nervous. This was the home of the demon ancestor, and no one could tell how powerful the force was.
A black shadow appeared in front of him, and then a giant centipede emerged from the sandstorm. A large number of demons stood on the centipede beast, and the leader was actually a demon marquis, who was even higher than the demon commander, while Niu Shan was just a demon general, the same as the scholar. (To be continued...)