"I am from here and have been studying here for more than a hundred years." The man in white robe said slowly.
Fang Yun said: "I roughly understand, but it must have taken you a lot of effort to get here!"
"I don't like nonsense. You can't go to this Jinshan Academy."
Fang Yun said: "Since you know that I am climbing the sixth mountain, forcing me like this is no different from a demon!"
The man in white robes said nothing.
"Since you are not saying anything, I will not stop you. Thank you very much."
Fang Yun was about to leave when the man in white robe spoke again.
"You don't deserve to live today, and Wen Xin doesn't deserve it either."
"Whether I get it or not is not decided by you, but by the mountain of books."
"I'm here, you can't get it!" the man in white robe said in a firm tone.
Yan Chixia was surprised and said, "You are so unreasonable! If Fang Yun made a mistake, you could have reprimanded him or punished him, but you blocked his way for no reason and prevented him from saving his friends. That's too much."
Fang Yun said: "This person... is a visitor from outer space, not from here."
"Don't worry, Brother Fang. If he won't let us, we can just force our way through! If I say I will escort you to the academy, I will do it. We can't fail at the gate."
Fang Yun nodded, stepped onto the stone steps and walked forward, saying as he walked: "I hope you will give way, otherwise no matter whether I get it today or not, I will definitely seek justice in the future!"
Fang Yun saw that the man in white robe lowered his head slightly, continued to have his back to him, held something in his hands, and then began to recite in a low voice.
"In the past, Emperor Yao was intelligent and thoughtful, and brought glory to the world..."
What the man in white robe was reciting was the content of "Shangshu", which records the speeches of kings and nobles in ancient times. It is the oldest history book in the world. It was edited by Confucius and is one of the classics of all saints.
The whole book is obscure and difficult to understand. No one dares to study it in depth unless they are a university scholar. Even Confucius's disciples dared to study it in depth only after they have completed their studies. Scholars below the university scholar level can only recite the whole text and understand its superficial meaning, but cannot explore the true meaning contained in it.
As Fang Yun listened to the contents of the Book of Documents, he involuntarily dropped his hands and lowered his head, just like a student being trained.
At this moment, Fang Yun had completely forgotten Cui Yingying and Nie Xiaoqian, let alone the White Snake, and even Shushan was forgotten.
Every time he heard a word, Fang Yun would analyze it instinctively, using everything he had learned to interpret the words he heard.
Every word in the Book of Documents contains profound meanings, like gold in a stone. You cannot easily reach out and take it. You need complex methods and tools to extract it. If the methods are unclear and the tools are not good, panning for gold in a stone is just wishful thinking.
However, Fang Yun's nature as a scholar was aroused. He was attracted by the mysterious and ancient text and studied it word by word.
The more the man read, the more Fang Yun had to comprehend the content behind him without understanding the previous part. It was like a leaky bowl filled with water. The more water there is, the more it leaks out, and it will never be full.
Yan Chixia was like Fang Yun. He was in a trance and began to study the principles in the Book of Shang.
After a while, something on Yan Chixia's waist suddenly moved, and a golden light emanated, protecting Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia's eyes cleared up and he found Fang Yun standing there with a dull face, as if he had lost his soul. He was immediately furious.
"You are a demon who has transformed into a human and intends to harm me. How can I, Yan Chixia, tolerate you? I said I would send Fang Yun to Jinshan Academy, even if it means spending everything I have! Where my body is, where my righteousness is. My blood will turn into jade, and I will exchange ten years of my life for the righteousness of heaven and earth!"
Yan Chixia vomited blood and recited the war poem "White Horse" with a loyal heart. It was written by the talented scholar Cao Zhi. Four lines of the poem can summon the White Horse General. When the recitation is finished, the White Horse General's power will reach its strongest.
The vital energy of heaven and earth surged around him. As soon as General Bai Ma appeared, he was wearing golden armor, holding a magic bow, and exuding a faint sense of righteousness.
The man in white robe just snorted lightly, and the White Horse General suddenly disappeared, and the "White Horse Chapter" was completely interrupted.
“You actually…” Yan Chixia’s eyes were filled with even more grief and anger, and he roared again, “Where my body is, where my righteousness is. My blood will turn into jade, and I will exchange ten years of my life for the righteousness of heaven and earth!”
Yan Chixia vomited blood again and chanted his own war poem "Slaying Demons", which condensed into a blood-colored sword to kill demons. It exuded an aura of righteousness from heaven and earth that was even more powerful than that of the White Horse General before, and was about to kill the white-robed man in front of him.
The man in white robe just moved his fingers slightly, and the sword that could kill demons suddenly turned around and cut towards Yan Chixia's left shoulder.
Yan Chixia's entire left arm flew out, bleeding profusely, and was then stopped by Cai Qi.
"Good! Good! Good! Yan Chixia of the human race, on behalf of Brother Fang, I ask for the righteousness of heaven and earth three times!"
Dark red blood flowed out from the corners of Yan Chixia's mouth, flowing slowly but continuously.
"The young man is proud of his lofty writing skills..."
Yan Chixia recited "The Book of Exterminating Demons" once again, and once again condensed it into the Sword of Exterminating Demons. But when the Sword of Exterminating Demons was about to fly out, the voice of the white-robed man reciting "The Book of History" suddenly became heavier, and then the Sword of Exterminating Demons exploded. Yan Chixia subconsciously used his other arm to block it, and his entire right arm was blown to pieces, and a piece of his forearm flew out.
The voice of the white-robed man reciting the Book of Documents returned to normal, and became somewhat softer, as if he was persuading Yan Chixia to stop.
Yan Chixia was so angry that his palace was shaking. He let blood flow from the corner of his mouth and said, "I, Yan Chixia, will kill all the monsters, but I will never turn back once I say it! If Fang Yun helps me kill the tree monster, I will send him to the academy! Yan Chixia of the human race, please ask for the righteousness of heaven and earth!"
The sky shook slightly, the vital energy surged, and a loud sound was heard, like the roar of a giant elephant, or the gentle vibration of a huge drum.
Blood slowly flowed from Yan Chixia's nose and eyes, and he spoke slowly and fluently: "Young... boy... since..."
A new demon-killing sword appeared in the air.
When Yan Chixia recited the last word, the demon-killing sword flew out like an arrow and hit the back of the white-robed man's head.
The man in white robe suddenly stretched out his right hand and pinched the sword of demon slayer between two fingers. The power transformed from the Jinshi war poem, which possessed the fourth level of strength of red blood and red heart, was powerless between the two fingers.
"you… "
Before Yan Chixia could finish his words, the man in white robe broke the Demon-Slaying Sword, and half of the bloody lightsaber flew backwards, passing over Yan Chixia's right knee.
Yan Chixia fell to the ground, gritting his teeth tightly, without making a sound, his face was pale and sweat was pouring down.
"I... Yan! Chi! Xia! Wu asks the righteousness of heaven and earth to fulfill my promise with the rest of my life! The young man is proud of his lofty writing... "
Dark clouds rolled in. The wind was blowing hard.
Yan Chixia was covered in blood and he slowly stood up on one leg. Although he was seriously injured, he looked radiant and his body was emitting a milky white glow, like a sage from heaven and a prophet of the human race.
Yan Chixia once again spoke eloquently about "The Story of Exterminating Demons", and a new sword for exterminating demons was formed. It was no longer blood-colored, but a dignified golden sword, the weapon of the king.
A golden holy page flew out from his waist, floated into the air, and merged into the demon-killing sword.
At the same time, a petite figure emerged from Fang Yun's Drinking River Shell. She was dressed in white, and was extremely beautiful, but her eyes were extremely determined.
"I will also help Fang Lang!" Nie Xiaoqian said and jumped into the demon-killing sword.
The sword that kills demons did not change at all, but the dark clouds within a thousand miles cleared, the strong winds stopped, and all the demons wailed.
"Goodbye!" Yan Chixia lowered his head slightly.
With a whoosh, the demon-killing sword pierced the back of the white-robed man, piercing through his body and sinking into the stone steps.
"Never mind, never mind..."
The body of the man in white robe disappeared. Only a two-foot-long hair remained in the air, floating and slowly burning.
Fang Yun moved his body, his eyes blank. Then he blinked gently, his eyes cleared, and he looked at the long hair fluttering in front of him in confusion. Then he looked at Yan Chixia who had lost both arms and was standing on one leg.
Fang Yun's face changed drastically, and the missing memories immediately emerged in his mind. He found that when he was listening to "The Book of Shang" just now, he could actually hear the voices of Yan Chixia and Nie Xiaoqian.
"Brother Yan! Xiaoqian!" Fang Yun felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, and he reached out to support Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia lowered his head with a smile on his lips, but he could no longer speak.
The white light on Yan Chixia's body dissipated, and a gust of wind blew, and his body turned into ashes and dissipated.
"Brother Yan!" Fang Yun shouted and reached out to grab something, but he couldn't catch anything.
Fang Yun turned around abruptly, stepped onto the stairs, and reached out to grab the hair that was only half a foot long.
A force hotter than the depths of a volcano and more majestic than the sun in the sky erupted from the hair, and Fang Yun flew backwards like a ball kicked by an elephant.
Fang Yun held the long hair tightly in his hand.
The long hair was still burning and Fang Yun's palms exuded the smell of burnt flesh and blood.
Fang Yun did not let go.
"Wonderful Book of Heaven and Earth, help me!" Fang Yun roared in his heart.
The burning hair disappeared silently, and then Fang Yun saw a thin hair struggling hard in the dark world of Qishu, and was eventually suppressed by a more powerful force and quietly suspended in the void.
No more burning hair.
"No matter who you are, I must find you! I swear to avenge today!" Fang Yun's eyes were filled with hatred.
Fang Yun looked down at the burn across the palm of his right hand, clenched it tightly, raised his head to look at the academy on the top of the mountain, lifted his robe and began to climb the stairs.
Fang Yun's body was still filled with the remaining righteousness of Yan Chixia.
After walking for more than ten steps, Fang Yun suddenly stopped, and then continued to move forward.
The huge water dragon still entangled the entire mountain, without causing any hindrance to the opponent's movement.
Soon, Fang Yun climbed up the last stone step and looked forward through the main entrance of Jinshan Academy.
Hundreds of scholars were seen standing in various places in the academy square, constantly attacking with war poems, and in the center of the academy square stood a beautiful woman in white.
The beautiful woman was surrounded by many green fragments, which were either together or apart, constantly resisting attacks from all directions.
In addition to the war poems, there were three swords flying around the beautiful woman, two of which were already broken.
"Stop!" Fang Yun shouted.
Bai Suzhen trembled and covered her ears in fear.
The rest of the readers were ecstatic.
“It’s the righteousness of heaven and earth!”
"This person actually brought the righteousness of heaven and earth with him. He must be a disciple of a great scholar at least!"
"This snake demon can't leave!"
Everyone stopped, but the three sharp swords were still hovering near Bai Suzhen, staring at her hungrily.
"Who is coming?" a majestic old man asked in a deep voice. He was wearing a Jinshi sword robe, and the two people beside him were wearing the same clothes.
"The scholar Fang Yun is here to take the savior home." (To be continued...)