Zhang Zhixing smiled and said, "Among all the Jinshi in the world, apart from the Kong family, only Brother Fang is willing to use the holy pages at this time. I only have four pages on hand, and I have been reluctant to use them."
"Of course, most of the gifts from the various families contain Holy Pages, and the Holy Academy even gave out 100 Holy Pages at once."
"You can't compare, you can't compare..."
Fang Yun smiled without saying anything, and handed the inkstone, dragon blood ink, holy page and a Hanlin pen to Ma Chaoming.
All the scholars looked at the Inkstone Turtle with envy as it shook its head to express its dissatisfaction. Not to mention them, even their semi-saint ancestors had never had an Inkstone Turtle, let alone this kind of strange creature shaped like a dragon turtle.
Ma Chaoming suppressed his joy and calmly took over Fang Yun's four treasures of the study. He took a deep breath, adjusted his mind, and then carefully ground ink on the inkstone.
The ink was bubbling, and a faint dragon roar could be heard, once, twice, three times!
Many Jinshi scholars of Jing State had burning eyes, wishing they could take the Inkstone Turtle away immediately, even if it meant death!
The sound of the dragon's roar could be heard for miles, and the scholars from several nearby countries all changed color and looked over there.
"Dragon's Roar Ink, three long calls, a rare treasure..."
There were bursts of sighs.
Ma Chaoming had been through many battles and had long been trained to not show his emotions on his face. Most of the time, whether he was smiling or angry, it was just a way of expressing his attitude, but now he smiled from the bottom of his heart.
No scholar can remain calm in front of such an inkstone and ink.
"Being able to write war poems with Dragon Song ink is the greatest reward of this spring hunt!"
Yangui curled his lips with a look of disdain.
Ma Zhaoming slowly wrote the auspicious poem "Chang Wu".
"Glorious and bright, the king's minister, Nan Zhong's great ancestor, the master's father..."
This ancient poem from the Book of Songs praises King Xuan of Zhou for his expedition. It has a powerful effect and is one of the reasons why ordinary human soldiers can fight against the monsters and monster soldiers.
It's a pity that the human race has only one "August March Poem" handed down from generation to generation, and it is the most powerful. The other august march poems are not handed down from generation to generation, and their power is relatively small. Even many great scholars have high-level "Changwu" to enhance the human race's war poems.
Human beings have tried hard in the past decade or so, but good poetry is hard to come by. The more they try, the less likely they are to write good poetry.
After finishing "Chang Wu", Ma Zhaoming smiled calmly, and a layer of second-level poetic soul light actually appeared on it!
The farewell poem is the most difficult war poem to advance to a higher realm.
Afterwards, the dragon blood ink formed a 30% treasure light, and the literary treasure pen formed a 40% treasure light. However, the inkstone turtle instantly doubled the treasure light of the dragon blood ink, forming a 60% treasure light! In addition to the second realm calligraphy, there was an additional 20% treasure light in addition to the poetry soul treasure light.
Afterwards, the power of the holy page doubled this layer of precious light, making this poem have three layers plus 40% of precious light!
This is not the end yet, the inkstone turtle's dragon roar ink has three sounds, not only makes the ink precious light double, after the precious light is formed, it increases by an additional 30%.
The power of "Changwu" has increased by 3.7 times compared to the original!
The bells and drums sounded, and the trumpets blew long.
The holy page burned, splitting into thirty rays of light that fell into everyone's body.
Each person's body made a slight popping sound and expanded rapidly, bulging their official robes.
Qiao Juze said: "The power of this "Changwu" is almost equivalent to that of a Grand Secretary writing it himself! Even the "Changwu" written by the Imperial Academy does not have such an effect!"
"It is a holy page, so it is naturally different from others."
"With this Changwu, even if the demon commander gets close to us, we still have a chance to dodge!"
"For us, the greatest effect of the marching poem is to maintain our physical strength so that we don't lose our physical strength due to continuous fighting, which would affect the battle."
"With this "Changwu", our efficiency in killing enemies will increase by at least 10%!"
"Walk!"
The morale of the people of Jing State was greatly boosted and they ran faster.
Ji Zhibai came last, with two Jinshi beside him, both of whom had close relations with the Left Prime Minister or Prince Kang.
Ji Zhibai looked at Fang Yun's back with a complicated expression. There was no resentment as before, but more helplessness and a hint of envy.
The hunting ground for Jinshi is huge, no smaller than the area of an entire prefecture. Jinshi from various countries run in different directions, and it is almost impossible for them to meet until the last day.
Many monsters like to live near water, so the thirty Jinshi from Jing State moved along the river bank. Soon, they found the nearest tribe.
Without Ma Chaoming's order, everyone stopped instinctively.
It was a large tribe.
Looking around, there are as many as three or four thousand tents or demon dens of various shapes and sizes, which means that this is a tribe of tens of thousands of people.
The number of demon commanders in such a tribe of tens of thousands of people will not be less than one hundred, and at least four or five of them are as powerful as ordinary demon lords.
The monsters here are different from those in other places. They practice hard every day in order to fight against the human race. In fact, they are stronger than the ordinary monsters in Shengyuan Continent.
"Damn, when did the monsters become so smart? If the monsters we encounter along the way are increasing in number, we can kill many of them without any effort. Now there is a tribe of ten thousand people. If we attack directly, we will inevitably consume a lot of energy and even get injured. It will be difficult to quickly wipe out those small tribes. If we don't attack this big tribe, when we attack the nearby small tribes, this big tribe will definitely come to the rescue!" Ma Chaoming made a quick analysis.
Fang Yun said: "In that case, if we attack, we will suffer losses. If we don't attack, we will have to bypass the nearby tribes and search farther away, wasting precious time."
"Indeed. Let's just say we were unlucky today."
Fang Yun frowned slightly and said, "Look carefully at the branches of the monster's den. They are very new. The fur of the outer tents is also very new. General He, you are experienced and must have noticed the problem."
He Ludong nodded and said, "It took no more than ten months to build those camps and the monster den!"
"Ji Shouyu is right. Something must have changed in the monsters here. What should we do?"
Ma Chaoming said: "If it was a medium-sized tribe, I could directly order an attack, but this is a large tribe. If we force an attack, people will inevitably get hurt. I should not act arbitrarily. Let's decide based on the number of people. What do you think, Fang Xusheng?"
"I am a scholar with a sharp tongue." Fang Yun said.
Everyone smiled slightly. The swordsman might have some shortcomings, but he was bold and would rather break than bend. It was obvious that he was going to attack.
"I am also a scholar of verbal sword." Qiao Juze said.
The newly promoted scholars were fearless. They immediately conceived swords after the examination. After nearly a month and a half, they all succeeded in conceiving swords and were all scholars with the skill of tongue sword. However, they did not dare to use their swords against the demon commander easily, and could only use them to attack the demon general. Because the demon general could easily break their newly condensed tongue swords.
They don't have the bones of a real dragon, nor do they have such good sword-forming and sword-sharpening poems.
They are not afraid, but Ma Chaoming cannot help but care.
Fang Yun said: "The Yaoman are a powerful demon army, and they are also the force that our human race fears the most. Since the camp here is new, it means that they have not had a long period of running-in, and the demon army is not strong. We just need to kill all their demon leaders, and they are just a mob."
Ji Zhibai opened his mouth and said, "The situation here is different from that in the Heavenly Tree. I heard that you have special power enhancement in the Heavenly Tree, but here, if you are not careful, you will be seriously injured and be removed from the hunting ground. In my opinion, you should find another strategy."
"Brother Zhibai is speaking with great wisdom." (To be continued...)