The green grass was filled with newly-appointed scholars wearing black robes.
"Brother Qu, you are too polite."
As soon as Fang Yun finished speaking, a large number of people bowed to express their gratitude.
"Jia Guotian Jingyi, thank you Fang Wenhou!"
"Guguo Duanju thanks Fang Zhenguo!"
"Qi Guo..."
More than 20,000 black-robed candidates bowed one after another and expressed their thanks loudly. It was a spectacular sight.
Not only the candidates from other countries, but also the candidates from other states of Jingguo and the capital city also thanked Fang Yun. Many of them thanked him even though they could have gone to Shushan.
Fang Yun kept clasping his fists in return.
The scholar standing by said, "Brother Fang, you don't need to return the greeting. The help of Shushan to us scholars is insignificant. Every scholar who has gone to Shushan has far surpassed those who have not gone to Shushan in terms of the subsequent Jinshi examination and the later saintly way. You are half of their teacher."
"Of course. The number of candidates who climbed the Book Mountain this year is almost ten times that of previous years. How many more candidates have been added to our race? If our race can have so many candidates climbing the Book Mountain every year, it would be easy to wipe out the demon world, not to mention the demon world!"
After everyone finished thanking him, Fang Yun smiled and said, "No matter what, you all worked hard to get the title of Juren, I just happened to be in the right place at the right time. Okay, the book mountain is about to begin, everyone get ready."
There was an invisible strange wind blowing down from the mountain, across the Ruoshui River, and blowing on all the candidates.
Many candidates shrank their bodies, and some even cried out and retreated repeatedly.
"What the hell?"
"Why is the wind so strange?"
"It should be Qifeng! Stop yelling!"
As everyone was discussing, several floating bridges appeared on the Ruoshui River. Then, a group of white auspicious clouds appeared under the feet of the scholar who had come to Shushan before.
Fang Yun looked down at the auspicious clouds under his feet, and then his body was lifted up by the auspicious clouds and slowly rose.
Among the more than 30,000 juren, only more than 3,000 had attended the Shushan during the scholar examination.
Fang Yun looked down and saw the candidates below looking up with great envy. Many people admired quietly, because in the outside world only the top scholar and the university scholar could rise to the top.
When all the auspicious clouds rose to the same level as the First Mountain, they stopped climbing and began to fly forward, and everyone was on the same plane.
Three thousand auspicious clouds flew over the Ruoshui River, and when they reached the First Mountain, more than four hundred auspicious clouds fell, which meant that these people only reached the First Mountain when they climbed the Book Mountain for the first time.
Afterwards, more than 2,000 auspicious clouds rose again, reaching the height of the second mountain, and then flew to the second mountain again. This time, a total of 2,400 white clouds fell.
The remaining three hundred or so white clouds continued to rise, and then except for one white cloud, all the other white clouds fell on the third mountain.
Even though all the people of the ten nations knew that Fang Yun had passed the third mountain during the scholar examination, many people were still amazed.
The thirty thousand Juren were already the best among their peers in the ten countries, and the three thousand Baiyun Juren were the elites among them. However, among the three thousand, only Fang Yun continued to rise.
Many candidates knew in their hearts that Fang Yun was unique among the candidates who submitted applications to the Mountain of Books this time. Even compared with all the candidates who submitted applications to the Mountain of Books throughout history, he was the best one.
Because he had passed the third mountain when he was a scholar!
There is only one person in the vast universe.
After Fang Yun's white cloud reached the fourth mountain, it did not fall, but rose again to the height of the fifth mountain.
There were exclamations, and the outside world said that Fang Yun had passed the third hill. But no one had ever said that Fang Yun had even passed the fourth hill!
Over the years, only a few candidates could pass the third mountain, and the number never exceeded thirty each year.
This means that Fang Yun's ability was already among the top 30 candidates of the year on the second day of becoming a scholar.
"Five Mountains! Fang Yun landed on the fifth mountain!"
"Hahaha, you are worthy of being the role model of the literati of my Jing country! With Fang Yun, my Jing country will surely be revived!"
A Qing countryman lamented, "It's a pity that Shushan's memories will be erased! If you leave with your memories, and tell others that Fang Yun passed through the four mountains when he was a scholar, even a fool would not compete with Fang Yun in literary competition! Fang Yun, that bastard, has screwed over so many people in the Qing and Wu countries! To be honest, you have already passed through the four mountains, and the number of people who are looking for trouble with you must be less than one-tenth or one-twelve of the original number!"
"What a joke! If Fang Yun reveals all his abilities, the warriors and literati of Qing will not dare to deal with him, but the demons will certainly mobilize a thousand times more power to target him! You warriors of Qing are stupid, just admit it and stop making excuses. Why don't other countries harm Fang Yun?"
"I really hope Fang Yun can cross the Six Mountains today, and then use his hypocrisy to punish those blind people of Qing and the monsters!"
"Don't hope! Fang Yun will definitely be able to pass the Sixth Mountain today!"
"That makes sense. If Fang Yun could only pass the third mountain before, then he would not be able to pass the sixth mountain today. But he had already passed the fourth mountain, so he has a great chance today."
"That may not be the case. After passing the third and sixth mountains, one can gain a literary mind, but the third and sixth mountains are extremely difficult! I don't think that he, a juren, can pass the six mountains. Let's put it this way, even the children of a semi-saint family may not be able to pass the sixth mountain after becoming a jinshi!"
"Why?"
"Only a semi-saint knows why. I just heard the great scholar guess that the test in the Book Mountain is very complicated and special. It requires not only brains, experience and knowledge, but also strong strength! Fang Yun's brains and knowledge are beyond doubt. I dare to slap anyone who denies it, but his experience and strength... Can they compare with the Jinshi of the semi-saint family? It's obvious."
“Sun Weiyang, you are from the Sunzi family, what do you think?”
"It's hard to say. It's hard to say." Sun Weiyang shook his head.
Everyone understood immediately that Sun Weiyang obviously did not want to make the same mistake as Qing and Wu. If he was not optimistic about Fang Yun, he would never say it directly, but would use these words that seemed to be saying nothing to shirk responsibility.
"Humph, I will never believe that Fang Yun can pass the Sixth Mountain! I..."
"Brother Yin, be careful with your words. Have you forgotten what happened after the results were announced yesterday?"
Mr. Yin from Qing State turned pale and looked at Fang Yun from the Fifth Mountain with gritted teeth, but he did not dare to curse at all.
Almost all the other Wu people in Qing State became true gentlemen who were careful in what they said and did. No one dared to say anything wrong about Fang Yun. This was unimaginable three days ago.
When the scholars of Jing State saw this scene, they were all delighted.
"Fang Yun, come on!" A Jingguo scholar shouted loudly, and then many people walked forward and cheered for Fang Yun.
Fang Yun stood on the top of the fifth mountain and looked back at the fourth mountain.
He still remembered the test content of the fourth mountain. There were three statues of juren in it. He could pass the level as long as he defeated two of the statues. However, Fang Yun defeated three statues of juren that day and successfully entered the fifth mountain.
Fang Yun bowed to the candidates at the foot of the mountain and turned away.
There was a huge round arched stone door in front of him. Inside the door frame was a green light curtain with a hint of blood in it. Fang Yun remembered it very clearly. He had also entered it that day. But what was waiting for him were three demon generals and more than 500 demon soldiers.
Fang Yun recalled carefully that among the monsters there were wild boar monsters with thick skin and flesh, bloodthirsty and warlike wolf monsters, and porcupine monsters that could shoot flying needles from a long distance. They were extremely difficult to deal with.
Without verbal battles and literary treasures, it is almost impossible to kill all the monsters inside.
Before entering the Book Mountain, Fang Yun had been preparing and had already learned a wide range of poems for the imperial examinations, such as "Dafengge" and "Canglangxing".
However, the time to learn the Juren war poems was too short. Even if one had great talent, one could not use them immediately. It would take some time. However, he could comprehend the ideas of these Juren war poems, thus making his own war poems more powerful.
Fang Yun closed his eyes and carefully recalled the scene when he first entered the Fifth Mountain. As soon as he entered, he used the "Stone Arrow" in one breath to kill one of the demon generals, but was then killed by two demon generals and the overwhelming demon soldiers. Although he soon fainted, he could also imagine the scene of himself being chopped into meat sauce.
Fang Yun not only recalled, but also used his powerful photographic memory to calculate every detail, including the running speed of each demon general, the range of magic, the frequency of the porcupine demon's acupuncture, and even the hardness of the ground.
Fang Yun had thought of countermeasures before. Now he went over the countermeasures in his mind again and began to make final preparations.
A flat metal plate protected Fang Yun's chest like a plate armor. Fang Yun put the metal plate down to form a small platform. Then Fang Yun found that he actually had the Yinjiang Shell, but at this moment, there were only the most basic things such as ordinary pens, ink, paper and inkstone in the Yinjiang Shell. There were no cultural relics or the like.
Fang Yun breathed slowly, and after he was completely calm, he dipped the brush in ink and stepped into the green light gate.
An endless grassland appeared before his eyes, and three demon generals and more than five hundred demon soldiers rushed towards him madly.
To the newly promoted juren, this team of demons is invincible, because the newly promoted juren have not yet mastered a wide range of war poems. But Fang Yun is different. He has his own war poems for juren!
"I lie in a lonely village without feeling sorry for myself, but still thinking of guarding Luntai for my country; I lie in bed late at night listening to the wind and rain, and dream of iron cavalry on the frozen river!"
The appearance of the handed-down treasure light and the original treasure light makes the power of this poem twice as strong!
This time, Fang Yun did not hold back on his talent!
The peak talent of an ordinary scholar is ten inches, while Fang Yun’s talent is only nine inches now, but he has three paths!
Then, three hundred warriors of the Battle Poetry Cavalry appeared in front of Fang Yun, in neat formation, and as soon as they appeared, they charged forward with an indomitable momentum.
There is neither abundant water nor weak water here, and the strength of these cavalrymen should be weaker than when they were in the Holy Ruins, but Fang Yun has too much and too much talent at this moment.
When these cavalrymen were in the Holy Ruins, their bodies were made up of just water, but now their bodies are made up of solid ice, and their bodies are covered with thick ice armor, which is much harder than steel. Their bodies are emitting white cold air, which can freeze any enemy who dares to approach.
Under the feet of these cavalrymen, in the blink of an eye, a glacier ten miles long and two miles wide was formed.
The ice cavalry walked on the ice as if it were flat ground, but the monsters fell to the ground with a crackling sound and rolled continuously.
Not to mention the demon soldiers, even the three demon generals were unable to react. They didn't even have time to cast any magic before they were nailed to the ground by a dozen whistling ice spears, and their bodies were shattered into pieces.
This troop of ice cavalry swept through the demon tribe's ranks like demon reapers, and turned around when it reached the end of the glacier.
There are less than fifty demon soldiers ahead, and only one out of ten survives. (To be continued...)