Boom…
The avalanche continued to rush downwards like waves, making a huge roar.
Niu Shan followed closely behind Fang Yun to protect him, while Quan Xi was at the back of the team, keeping a close eye on the surroundings.
As they approached the avalanche, they clearly felt a force more terrifying than a tsunami, and even felt a little fear in their hearts, but Wen Dan moved slightly to eliminate the negative emotions in his heart.
There was an invisible force in front of the crowd. Snow waves several feet high would disappear immediately when they hit the invisible wall. A few snowflakes flew around, and each snowflake was like the strange cold wind in the first corridor, emitting a power similar to weak water and strange wind. Even if it did not touch everyone's skin, the coldness in it had already corroded everyone's body.
Fang Yun said: "I have observed that the snow waves formed by the avalanche are fast and slow. Every two hundred breaths or so, a strongest snow wave will appear. We will wait until the strongest snow wave passes before stepping into the invisible wall to save some strength. After the strongest snow wave, the power of the avalanche will gradually weaken, but will gradually increase after a hundred breaths until the next strongest snow wave arrives, and the cycle will repeat. Yan Yukong, Sun Naiyong, Kong Delun, Zong Wude and others are the strongest. You listen to my orders and are responsible for meeting the strongest snow waves. The rest of you are responsible for the usual snow waves. Okay, the strongest snow wave is approaching, get ready. Ma Xiong, I want to see you finish your poem in fifteen breaths!"
"yes!"
Ma Xiong chose the right time and picked up his pen to write poetry.
"Ten miles of wind blows away the cold winter, and thousands of pines stand high and low, near and far. Looking back at where I live, thousands of mountains and rivers have passed by."
This is not a war poem, but under the inspiration of Ma Xiong's talent, the power of Wenquxing contained in the Comet Corridor serves as a medium, allowing Ma Xiong's poems, talent and the vitality of heaven and earth to resonate, turning the virtual into the real, and forming the same power as war poems.
When the poem was first sung, a layer of precious light covered the paper, doubling the power of the poem. But there was no other precious light that a war poem should have.
Feeling the vibration of the heaven and earth's vitality, everyone was overjoyed. They didn't expect that the heaven and earth's vitality aroused here was several times that of Shengyuan Continent. The chance of passing the avalanche slope increased from 30% to 50%!
The vitality of heaven and earth surged toward Ma Xiong, forming hundreds of huge light and shadow pine trees in front. The light and shadow pine trees in the front half were densely packed together, forming a "human" shape, blocking the snow waves in front and allowing the snow waves to flow to both sides without completely blocking them.
The pine trees behind were jagged and jagged. The snow waves kept hitting the pine trees, and some of them were broken. The snow waves were blocked and slowed down, losing their threat, and turned from avalanches into soft thick snow.
The power transformed by this poem opened up a safe path for everyone, and the sentence "Thousands of mountains and rivers have passed" implies fast running. Everyone is surrounded by the vitality of heaven and earth, and walks quickly forward on the slowly sliding snow.
Waist-deep snow is troublesome for ordinary people, but Fang Yun's body is stronger than most monster soldiers at this moment, and the bodies of other candidates are no less than ordinary monster soldiers. This little snow is not an obstacle for them at all, and even if they touch the stones in it, it only hurts a little.
During the walk, several people praised Ma Xiong for writing this poem well, even if there is no first copy of Baoguang next time, it can be used to resist the avalanche for a period of time.
Soon, everyone came behind the "human" shaped pine trees.
I saw that most of the snow waves were divided into two sides by the pine trees. The densely packed pine trees were squeaked and shaken constantly by the surging snow waves.
"Jia Jingan." Fang Yun said.
This Jia Jing'an is the same as Ma Xiong. As a semi-saint family and a juren, he has passed the three mountains and three pavilions of the mountain of books and reached the fourth mountain. Therefore, he has the lower-grade writing spirit, writing quickly with one breath and one sentence.
"Ten thousand volumes of books are stored in my belly, and the fragrance of tea and ink accompanies the warm stove. In the windy and snowy winter months, a thousand plum and bamboo trees protect my wild hut."
As soon as this poem came out, a large number of plum trees and bamboos extended forward from the front of the pine tree's virtual shadow, growing rapidly, pushing away the rolling snow waves, forming a long and narrow "介" shape, enclosing a long and narrow hillside with almost no snow.
Every candidate had a smile on his face. This was the great power of poetry to turn the imaginary into the real. It could do what even Lian Zhan's poetry could not do, and it consumed very little talent. However, it could only be used in special places. If it were in the Shengyuan Continent, one would have to consume a holy page to achieve this effect, which was not worth the loss.
Fang Yun praised as he walked, "Great! The previous Ma Xiong lived far away from home, and soon he had 'passed thousands of mountains and rivers', free and easy. Now Brother Jing An is drinking tea and reading at home, using plum and bamboo to block the wind and snow, indifferent. Both of you are role models for me as a scholar."
The crowd walked forward quickly, occasionally commenting on the two people's poems. Although there were slight flaws in the two poems, everyone could see them, but no one pointed them out.
Because criticizing others' shortcomings in public is rude in any case, these scholars will naturally not do that, but they will not ignore their friends' mistakes and will point out their shortcomings in private later.
This is what true courtesy means.
Fang Yun also noticed some flaws, such as the fact that "炉" and "麓" are homophones that rhyme with each other. Those famous poets also used homophones to rhyme with each other, which cannot be considered a mistake, but it is better if they are different. However, Fang Yun did not mention them at all, but only talked about the advantages of these two people, gave praise and would not embarrass his friends in public just to show off himself.
The more books Fang Yun read, the clearer he became: the truth can only be more powerful than a lie if it is told more skillfully!
As they walked, Li Fanming suddenly laughed and said, "It's a coincidence that the two people's poems have all the elements of pine, bamboo and plum. I suddenly got a couplet: pine, bamboo and plum are the three friends of winter. Who can come up with a wonderful couplet?"
Yan Yukong opened his mouth and said, "The sun, the moon, the stars and the blue sky are a scene."
Kong Delun then answered: "Feng, Ya, Song, Literature and History are the four essences."
Fang Yun smiled slightly, thinking that these people were scholars after all, and they could talk about poetry and literature all the time. Now that they were temporarily safe, they would involuntarily chat about poetry and literature, and they must not let the "Avalanche Literary Gathering" live up to its name.
Many people praised it, but Li Fanming said with regret: "It's a pity that it is not a 'wonderful match', otherwise in such a place where the virtual can be turned into the real, it will definitely attract the vitality of heaven and earth."
Han Shoulu smiled and said, "It's not that easy to find a good match."
"Peach, plum, apricot and spring breeze are all one family." Fang Yun's voice sounded.
The vital energy vibrated, and in front of the "Jie"-shaped plum and bamboo forest, a large number of peach trees, apricot trees and plum trees full of flowers appeared. The three kinds of trees extended rapidly forward, opening up a snow-free road.
Witty couplets turn the abstract into the real.
"How wonderful! Pine, bamboo and plum are paired with peach, plum and apricot. The three friends of winter are paired with the spring breeze. What a wonderful pairing!"
"Haha. As soon as he got up the mountain, Fang Yun used a couplet to counter Xun Ye's words. Who said that Fang Yun is less talented and is not as good as us who have been studying for many years? Just wait and see, there will be a day when Xun Ye will regret it!"
Each poem and couplet made the uphill road longer and safer, and everyone became more happy, more motivated, and more peaceful.
The safe road formed by this wonderful pair was very long. When they were about to reach the end, Fang Yun said, "The strongest snow wave is about to rush over. Brother Yan, please."
Yan Yukong started writing immediately. His literary talent surpassed that of other disciples of the Saint Family except Fang Yun. He was a middle-grade writer who wrote very quickly, writing two sentences in one breath, twice as fast as others.
"It will never wither in the wind and rain, nor bend under the pressure of snow and frost. It is a towering blue dragon, truly a great man. How dare passers-by laugh at it for not soaring into the sky?"
The vital energy surged, far more and more violently than after the previous two people's poems were completed. Then a large number of pine trees were seen spreading up along the mountain road, extremely domineeringly pushing away all the avalanches, forming a road with almost no snow.
The first and strongest snow wave came over. Yan Yukong's Poetry Pine stood tall, like a green jade peak in the snow, motionless.
"Brother Yan, you are such a fool. You wrote a county poem as your first poem. You really love to show off!" Kong Delun joked.
"The line 'Passers-by dare to laugh at me before I reach the sky' is very heroic, and slightly better than the two poems by Brother Ma and Brother Jing'an in terms of momentum. He was able to write this poem in such a hurry, and he is worthy of being the first candidate and a disciple of a half-saint."
Yan Yukong laughed and said, "You can insult me. Fang Yun can stir up the vitality of heaven and earth with a couplet, so what's the big deal if I write a poem and get out of the county? Fortunately, he doesn't have much talent, so he can't write a good poem. If he had endless talent, this avalanche slope, let alone twenty miles, wouldn't be able to stop him even if it was two hundred or two thousand miles."
"The emphasis of the Avalanche Literary Gathering is on 'avalanche', not on 'literary gathering'. You guys..." Han Shoulu said with a smile.
"It's okay to talk about it now. When everyone's talents are about to run out, it won't be like this. This third corridor tests not temporary strength, but long-term endurance. Look at those monsters, they climb very slowly."
Only then did everyone calm down a little.
Fang Yun felt happy in his heart. This avalanche slope is easy at the beginning and difficult at the end. If they were scared at the beginning, it would definitely be more difficult in the future, because the mind would also affect their talent, literary courage and the power of poetry. Now that they have a good start, everyone has built up confidence and will not despair no matter how difficult it is later.
Next, Fang Yun commanded the entire team with his strong judgment, allowing everyone's poems to play just the right role, without wasting them because they appeared too early, nor causing any danger because they appeared too late.
Yan Yukong, Mo Shan, Kong Delun and others were talking in low voices while climbing the mountain.
"I've observed him for a long time. He is calm and composed, not too cautious nor too confident. He is perfect." Yan Yukong sighed lightly.
"It's a pity that you are not from our Bing family. If you could join the Bing family, you would definitely be the leader of the human race." Sun Naiyong said.
"Even though he is not a military strategist, his temperament as a human leader is faintly revealed. Think carefully. The first corridor was simple, and he did nothing. He didn't even explain to us why he was walking slowly. The second corridor was a little more difficult. After crossing the floating ice river by himself, he immediately turned around and gave us instructions. He not only taught us how to cross the river, but also taught us the principles behind it. When we reached the third corridor, he broke his usual habit and took the initiative to express his opinions and take over the command of the team. This is the sign of a great man. Ancient emperors were all like this. It reminds me of Li Wenying and those geniuses with high literary status."
"Alas, this is the appearance of a great man. If it were us, we would probably deliberately show off in the first corridor and start to establish our position in the second corridor. But he is different. He entered the first corridor with a low profile, and only started to emerge and conquer everyone in the second corridor. While everyone was convinced by him, the third corridor immediately came forward. Not to mention Xun Ye, even we cannot stop him, because if we stop him, the team will inevitably split. He has completely gained the momentum of this team and is leading us forward with upright means."
"I feel a little bit reluctant to see such a great person in the team, but I am also extremely happy."
"Yes, this Fang Yun is truly a genius. His actions are something you can't learn no matter how many books you read. Without profound experience, it would be impossible to achieve such perfection."
"Eh? Has he reached the state of 'standing on his own feet' as Confucius said?" (To be continued...)