After a quarter of an hour, no one could think of a good solution.
Sun Renbing supported Zhang Zhixing and said, "Fang Yun, your poem "Dragon Sword Poem" has attracted the attention of the poet Baoguang. It is a new type of war poem. I need you to name it. Do you have any idea?"
"Let me think about it for a moment." Fang Yun said.
Yun Nongzhang asked, "How about the poem of stacking swords?"
"I think it's better to call it something more popular, the Double Sword Poem."
"In theory, this poem can not only summon the tongue sword, but also the lip gun. Is it inappropriate to name it after a sword?"
"As long as the poem is interesting, there is no need to be obsessed with the difference between the spear and the sword. I am curious about the power of this new war poem. Normally, the power of a Jinshi war poem is stronger than a single attack of a lip spear and a sword, but a lip spear and a sword can attack continuously, which is something that a war poem cannot match. Exchanging a war poem for an extra lip spear and a sword is a sure win."
"This Dragon Sword Poem is equivalent to allowing Jinshi to be reborn for the second time. From now on, in the battle between Jinshi and the demon commander, our human race will begin to have the advantage."
"Fang Yun, how long can the imitation sword you summoned with the war poem last?" Ji Shouyu asked.
"It can last at least thirty breaths. The stronger your mastery of this poem, the longer it will last."
"Thirty breaths is enough! It is enough to decide the outcome of a battle. I am just curious about the power of the imitation sword summoned by the great scholar if he uses this poem."
"It is certainly not as powerful as the great scholar's original verbal battles. If a mere Jinshi war poem can completely imitate the great scholar's verbal battles, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
Fang Yun said: "According to my inference, every time this poem is improved by one level, the power of the imitation sword will be improved by one level. If this poem can be mastered to the fourth level, the imitation sword summoned will definitely be exactly the same as the great scholar's verbal battle."
"This..." Everyone was shocked. This was far more shocking than they had imagined.
The eyes of those dragons were also filled with surprise and doubt.
An East China Sea dragon commander said, "If a fierce man like Li Wenying could master the four realms of poetry and summon two ancient swords of blood at the same time, who in the world with the same literary status could be his opponent? He is simply invincible below the level of a semi-saint!"
"It's not that easy to master the Four Realms War Poem."
Ao Huang said, "Fang Yun. Your sword of words has not yet been named. I think it would be better to call it 'Ancient True Dragon Sword'. Hehe, when you become famous in the world, you can also spread the good name of my True Dragon clan. If you are more generous and change your name to 'Ao Huang Ancient Sword', then you will be invincible in the world."
Fang Yun rolled his eyes at Ao Huang, and the other Jinshi and dragon clan members also rolled their eyes at Ao Huang.
The names of swords and spears are not randomly chosen. Generally, only those who have reached the rank of Grand Secretary, made great military achievements, and have extraordinary verbal skills can have the official "real name of the ancient sword".
Ao Huang said nonchalantly: "I am a real dragon. I gave a name to Fang Yun's ancient sword. Who can say anything against me? Who dares to say anything against me? At worst, I can ask Grandpa Long Sheng to give me a name!"
When everyone heard this, they were speechless. The real dragon was indeed qualified to be named.
"Then it'll be called the True Dragon Ancient Sword, but you have to name the battle poem yourself," said Ao Huang.
Fang Yun nodded and said, "Let's call this new type of war poem 'Sword Calling Poem'. It's easy to understand."
Kong Detian immediately bowed and said, "Teacher, please accept my greeting and allow me to learn this sword-calling poem."
The rest of the human race scholars followed suit and became disciples. The earlier they became disciples, the earlier they could learn, and they didn’t have to wait until later to go to the holy temple to become disciples and learn.
Only Sima He and Zong Ji were hesitant. They knew the power of this war poem and if they did not learn it, they would be left far behind by the other Jinshi scholars. However, they had something to hide.
Zong Ji is the descendant of the patriarch of the Miscellaneous Family, and Fang Yun hates him to the core. The Sima family is even more closely connected with the Zong family. If the two of them learn this war poem from the master and still harbor resentment towards Fang Yun, not only will the power of the war poem decline. If used too much, it may even hurt the literary courage.
Once he uses the sword-summoning poem in a battle with Fang Yunwen or a life-and-death duel, he will inevitably encounter the same fate as Xun Long.
But it would take a while for the two of them to give up their hatred for each other just for a war poem.
The two of them looked at each other with extremely complicated expressions, like two mice looking at the delicious food caught in a mousetrap. Finally, they sighed softly, gave up studying, and waited to listen to the instructions of their elders after returning to the family.
Kong Detian saw the reactions of Zong Ji and Sima He, and seemed to be thinking about something, then he looked at Fang Yun again.
Fang Yun's hands have already grabbed the throats of all the Jinshi!
Although Fang Yun’s previous war poems were powerful, they had little effect on scholars and juren outside the army. But this sword-calling poem was different.
The Sword-Calling Poem can allow a Jinshi to gain twice the usual strength in a short period of time. Giving up the Sword-Calling Poem is equivalent to falling behind all the Jinshi. Once participating in a literary battle or a fight with monsters, it means that you are more likely to die than others.
A poem to call for the sword, half a chance to become a Jinshi!
Nearly half an hour later, everyone left the maze-like treasure land, came to the broken altar hole, and flew to the central sky island.
Seeing the blue sky again, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed.
The clouds here finally dissipated completely, and it became an ordinary place.
There are dragon energy clouds under the feet of these humans or dragons, but the dragon energy cloud under Fang Yun's feet is unnaturally large. The dragon energy clouds of others are like cushions, or at most round tables, but his dragon energy cloud is like a big bed.
"Fang Yun, I have been thinking about you on the way." Kong Detian said, and glanced at the dragons.
"Brother Detian, please speak frankly. Fang Yun is all ears." Fang Yun said.
Kong Detian pointed to the large gap in the altar and said, "You almost single-handedly wiped out dozens of demon saints and dragon monsters. Once this matter gets out, you will be ranked at least in the top three on the demon race's Grand Scholar Hunting List. What's more, you are already a generation of poets, and your contribution to the human race is no less than that of an ordinary half-saint!"
Zong Ji and Sima He were not convinced and wanted to refute, but they were too weak to speak. The effect of the Sword Summoning Poem was unquestionable, the key was that it could permanently enhance the strength of the entire human race.
"Brother Kong, you are too kind." Fang Yun said modestly.
"I'm not exaggerating. I'm just worried about you. Once the demons know that you've become the ancestor of the Sword Summoning Poet, they will definitely give up the bet and directly use the Moon Tree Divine Punishment! Your life is in danger!"
The air around him seemed to freeze, making Fang Yun breathless.
That is the punishment from the Moon Tree God, which can cross the line and kill a half-saint of the human race!
Although the demon clan will pay a heavy price, they can afford it!
"Is there no other solution for us humans?" Yun Nong Zhang asked.
“The human race is inherently weaker than the demon race, and the other side is using the Moon Tree Divine Punishment. Unless Saint Confucius is resurrected, or the six sub-saints are resurrected together, the human race will never be able to contend with it! That power is second only to the Ten Thousand Saints Divine Punishment.” Ji Shouyu said.
Kong Detian looked around. Finally, his eyes fell on Fang Yun's face. At this moment, Fang Yun's eyes were slightly anxious.
Kong Detian hesitated for a moment and said, "You may not know much, but Brother Shouyu should know why King Wen did not live to a ripe old age."
Ji Shouyu's eyes dimmed, and he said, "Back then, the demon saints used all their strength to send several demon saints and barbarian saints into the human world, but except for the snake saint, they were all killed by our ancestor King Wen. At that time, the demon world no longer had the divine objects that could break the barrier between the two worlds, and could not send demon saints again, so they launched the Moon Tree Divine Punishment. It caused our ancestor to suffer heavy losses for many years, so that he spent most of the following years in a deep sleep, and once he woke up, he immediately wrote the Zhouyi."
Fang Yun suddenly realized. No wonder King Wen did not try to save the Zhou royal family even when it was declining. It turned out to be because of this: compared with the rise and fall of the Zhou Dynasty, the "Book of Changes" was obviously more important.
Kong Detian continued: "Not only did Kong Zu suffer from the Moon Tree Divine Punishment, he even suffered the strongest Ten Thousand Saints Divine Punishment!"
"What!" everyone was shocked.
"It's just that Kong Zu stood firm under the power of the Ten Thousand Saints' Divine Punishment, shocking all the demon saints and forcing them to sign a thousand-year non-war treaty."
Fang Yun said slowly: "My power is far inferior to that of the sub-saint King Wen back then. Even if I am protected by the Saint Academy and the saints, I will definitely die, right?"
Kong Detian hurriedly said, "You don't have to worry too much. After we leave Denglongtai, I will report the whole thing to the head of the family. If we use most of the power left by Kong Zu, it will be enough to keep you safe."
Fang Yun said sternly: "First of all, I would like to thank Brother Detian and the Kong family, but... the Kong family is willing to use a small part of their strength, which is already the most benevolent thing. If they use most of their strength, it will be extremely disadvantageous to the Kong family. Please tell the head of the Kong family not to waste their strength for me."
Kong Detian sighed softly and said nothing. He naturally understood that it was impossible for the Kong family to mobilize most of their strength for Fang Yun, but if they did not, they would inevitably be blamed. Fang Yun did not want to make things difficult for the Kong family, so he took the initiative to refuse.
Fang Yun suddenly smiled and said, "If the demon saints use the Moon Tree Divine Punishment, the vitality of the entire tribe will be severely damaged, which will be enough to give our human race a chance to catch its breath. I will die without regrets."
"But I have regrets in my heart." Kong Detian said.
The sky was bright, but everyone felt that it was overcast and a rainstorm was about to come.
Ao Huang said: "Otherwise I will ask Grandpa Long Sheng..."
Halfway through the conversation, the little yellow dragon stopped talking.
The dragon clan has a contract with the human clan, which requires them to protect the Two Worlds Mountain, but they also have a contract with the demon clan, which requires them not to interfere with the Moon Tree Divine Punishment.
Fang Yun asked: "If I find a way to give the Ancestral Dragon's True Blood to the Dragon Palace, will the Four Seas Dragon Saint help me?"
Ao Huang said helplessly: "You only have one drop. No matter who you give it to, the other three Dragon Saints will not help. The power of the Moon Tree Divine Punishment is too strong. If only one Dragon Saint helps the human race, you will still die. No, no, no... Look at my mouth, slap it!" After saying that, he secretly looked at Fang Yun and slapped his mouth.
Fang Yun didn't say anything, and the others stood there quietly.
Ao Yun of the West Sea Dragon Clan said, "We don't know when the Dragon Climbing Platform will be closed. We still have to look for dragon energy or other dragon monsters. Goodbye." After that, he took the rest of the West Sea Dragon Clan away.
Ao Huang cursed: "This group of stupid dragons! Once they leave the Dragon Stage, they will definitely leak the matter to the demon world, and the demon saints will definitely intensify their divine punishment!"
"It will take some time to use the Moon Tree Divine Punishment. We still have a chance." Kong Detian said.
No one answered, and the scene fell into silence again.
Fang Yun thought about it and decided that since he would die anyway if he left Denglongtai, he might as well kill the Evil King and Shiwang first to eliminate the trouble once and for all, which would also be his final contribution to the human race.
Fang Yun said: "The three evil kings must have fled separately. We can't focus our forces to chase them. We have to chase them in different directions!"
"Ah? What if they join forces and hide somewhere?" Sun Renbing looked at Fang Yun suspiciously, not believing that Fang Yun could be so stupid.
"No, there is no way that the three of them will join forces. There are nine of you, in groups of three, and I am alone in a group." Fang Yun insisted on his idea.
Sun Renbing is a master of military tactics, and he immediately realized that Fang Yun actually wanted to be the bait! (To be continued...)