Everyone entered the cave, and the three scholars stood guard outside.
Fang Yun thought that the three scholars had good intentions, but when he listened carefully he realized that the three scholars were so excited that they could not sleep and were discussing in low voices the fictitious Five Grand Secretaries. Their tones sounded as excited as ordinary people discussing royal scandals and celebrity secrets, and they couldn't wait to run to the Holy Academy to find out the truth.
The students and soldiers in the cave were also very excited. They were all happy that the human race had a "Five-Moving Grand Secretary". No one was jealous or questioned, and all the comments were positive.
"Thank you so much, Grand Secretary Wudong. According to previous research, every time Wenquxing moves or shines, the talent of the human race will be improved, and there will be more and more people with high literary status. After all, it is Wenquxing, after all, it is the voice of heaven. Even if we only hear it, we will benefit a lot."
"Yes. I estimate that starting from this year, the number of juren candidates will increase by three to five, so we have a better chance of passing the juren exam."
"I hope that I can meet the star of literature in my lifetime, so that I can have a better chance of passing the imperial examination."
"You are dreaming. Wenquxing hasn't appeared for hundreds of years. The right way is to study the classics of the saints carefully."
Fang Yun was listening to other people's discussions while thinking about his own things.
"In order to avoid people associating me with Wenquxing, I cannot reveal my identity as a scholar tomorrow. I'll delay it for a few days. Anyway, I'm just here to watch. With the three Juren teachers here, nothing will go wrong. I'll just spend the next few days studying the war poems I've collected in Qishu Tiandi, such as 'August March Poems', 'Enemy Killing Poems', 'Inspiring Poems' and 'Strong Army Poems'."
Fang Yun gradually fell asleep.
Early the next morning, everyone ate dry food and continued hunting the monsters.
Everyone soon discovered that there were a lot of monsters today. They would encounter one almost every quarter of an hour. There were pig monsters, bear monsters, tiger monsters, snake monsters, bird monsters, etc. They also encountered a monster tree. After killing it, they took the essence of the taproot, which was a good material for making brushes and could increase the power of war poems by 10%.
The bodies of many monsters are valuable, but since too many have been killed, everyone only takes the most valuable things.
After killing monsters for the entire day, everyone was exhausted by the evening. All the scholars had exhausted their talents and had to find a cave to rest. They had to stop killing monsters tonight. If any monsters approached, the three scholars would take action to deal with them.
The three scholars discussed for a while and decided to go down the mountain tomorrow. There were too many monsters today and all the students had completed their training. It would not be worth it to stay.
The three scholars will take turns to keep watch today so that everyone can get a good night's sleep and recover their strength and talent.
Fang Yun did not go to bed immediately. Instead, he recalled today's battle in his mind, felt the spiritual ideas of various war poems, and then repeatedly recited the war poems that the scholar could use.
On the morning of the third day after entering Zeshan, after everyone had finished their meal, the three scholars gave the order to return directly along the same route. The three of them would deal with the monsters along the way.
Not long after they walked out, they encountered four pig monsters. Mr. Wang said, "Look at how I control the Yuan Qi Assassin."
After saying that, Mr. Wang recited "The Song of Jing Ke Assassinating Qin" in a fluent manner and quickly controlled the Yuan Qi Assassin to rush towards the four pig monsters. He dodged and moved between the four pig monsters as if dancing on the edge of a knife. Each of his swords could hit a pig monster's vital point. In just a dozen breaths, all four pig monsters were dead.
The scholars were amazed. Compared with the juren's use of war poems, their control of the vital energy assassins was like brainless.
This energetic assassin lasted for a full quarter of an hour before dispersing.
Along the way, the team kept encountering monsters, but there were no large groups, only seven or eight of them at most. The three scholars took turns using "Song of the Assassination of Qin" to kill the enemies while teaching them. They also mentioned some other ways to use war poems, which Fang Yun memorized silently.
At night, the forest was extremely dark. The students, scholars and juren had good night vision and were not affected, but the soldiers found it difficult to travel quickly. Some even sprained their feet, and the team had to stop.
This time there were no caves nearby, so they could only use Yuan Qi Assassins to cut wood and build a temporary camp to prevent the demons from attacking at night.
Fang Yun did not reveal his identity as a scholar before the emperor yesterday, nor did he reveal it today. Tomorrow he will leave Zeshan and return to Lujia Town to complete this mission of killing monsters.
“When we return to the State Academy of Literature, they will naturally see that I have become a scholar. I will say that I have just achieved a breakthrough. This way, no one will be able to associate me with the Five Movements of Wenqu.”
The students and soldiers slept well, but the three scholars killed more than forty monsters that tried to rush into the camp.
At daybreak, they set out again. After walking for half an hour, Nunu suddenly shouted anxiously.
“Oh, oh, oh…” Nunu jumped in front of Fang Yun’s chest, grabbed Fang Yun’s clothes, and pointed to the southwest and shouted.
Everyone looked at Nunu nervously, because no matter how powerful the monster was, it had never been so anxious before.
Fang Yun immediately asked: "Are there any powerful demon tribes?"
Nunu nodded.
"Is it a war general? One?"
Fang Yun stretched out a finger.
Nunu shook his head.
"Two ends?" Fang Yun asked in surprise.
Nunu nodded.
"Are there many other demon tribes?"
Nunu thought about it, and suddenly raised his two paws and put them down again and again, raising them up and putting them down again, and did this more than thirty times.
Without waiting for Fang Yun to speak, Mr. Wang asked hurriedly, "More than three hundred?"
Nunu nodded vigorously, then grabbed Fang Yun's clothes with his claws, signaling him to leave quickly.
The three scholars looked at each other and nodded at the same time. Mr. Wang said loudly: "We have killed too many monsters in the past two days. They are starting to counterattack. Throw away all unnecessary things, leaving only a piece of bread and a piece of pickled meat. Take only weapons and armor, and throw away all heavy objects! Everything! From now on, no one will wait for you!"
Everyone immediately got busy, threw away all kinds of debris, lightened their load, and started running.
However, this is a forest and mountain monsters can run much faster than humans.
At first, only Nunu could spot the monsters, but soon even the three gentlemen's monster-detecting paperweights began to glow and heat up, indicating that the monsters were approaching.
"Brother Wang, if we have the advantage of the terrain, we can fight the monsters to the death and have a great chance of winning, but there is no place to defend here. There are trees on all sides. Once they surround us from all directions, we will not be able to protect everyone. Moreover, the two monster generals want to kill these students, and we can't stop them at all. We should send two people to intercept the two monster generals first, fight and retreat, and the other person will escort them away, and we can also stop the monster soldiers from chasing us. I will go to stop the monster generals!"
"I will also stop the demon general. Brother Wang, I leave these children to you!"
After Mr. Yu and Mr. Dong finished their conversation, they walked towards the direction where the monsters were attacking.
Mr. Wang immediately took out a cloth bag from his arms and said, "This is what Zhou Zhubu left with me to prevent any accidents. With this, even the three-headed demon general can't hurt you two."
Mr. Yu took the cloth bag, opened it, and said happily, "With this, there is nothing to worry about. Let's go!"
The two scholars left immediately, reciting poems of rapidity and inspiring poems as they walked.
"Thank you Mr. Yu and Mr. Dong!" many students expressed their gratitude.
"Let's go."
Under the cover of Mr. Wang, everyone ran as fast as they could.
All the students and soldiers were moved and their eyes were slightly red. The two scholars were only blocking two demon generals and were not dangerous, but with the addition of three hundred demon soldiers and civilians, the possibility of dying in the battle was extremely high. Even with an unknown literary treasure, they could not guarantee that it would be foolproof.
Fang Yun also thanked Zhou Zhubu and Li Wenying in his heart. The treasure that could make the Juren extremely surprised was at least a Jinshi Wenbao. That Wenbao was not given to Mr. Yu who had more qualifications, but to Mr. Wang in Class 1. It was obviously used to protect him, the former Saint Tongsheng.
Everyone ran wildly all the way, and occasionally loud noises were heard behind them, indicating that the battle was fierce.
Not long after, Nunu suddenly shouted and pointed behind him.
Fang Yun immediately asked: "Is there a demon coming?"
Nunu nodded, then kept raising and lowering his paws, raising them over and over again, and raised both paws fifteen times.
Everyone's pace slowed down. The breath of death enveloped the surroundings. One demon general could entangle a scholar. If more than a hundred demons pounced on them, this team would not be able to resist and would be torn to pieces within a few dozen breaths.
Mr. Wang asked, "Is it one of the two previous demon generals, or a new one?"
Fang Yun immediately asked: "Are you new here?"
Nunu shook his head.
Mr. Wang cursed, "What a cunning demon tribe! The demon generals are no less intelligent than humans. They must have separated the demon soldiers and demon civilians to avoid the two of us. The two of us knew that I was not afraid of these demon soldiers, so we did not stop them. Then one of the fast demon generals found a chance to escape the battle and chased us, and came with the previous demon soldiers and demon civilians! The Jinshi Wenbao I gave to Mr. Yu is a protective Wenbao, and there is no way to deal with such demon generals."
Sergeant Liang said, "Mr. Wang, it is the government army's job to protect you. We will stop the demons for a while and wait for the other two candidates to come back for help."
"That demon general is too cunning, you can't stop him! I will go to intercept the demon general, and you form a formation to protect yourselves. The reason why the two of them let me stay is because my "My Comrades" has the soul of poetry!" There was a hint of pride and a hint of sadness in Mr. Wang's tone.
Everyone was overjoyed, and Fang Yun was also extremely happy. If a person understood a war poem to the extreme, or under special circumstances, he would possess the poetic soul of the war poem, thereby doubling the power of the war poem and adding extra power.
Fang Yun immediately said, "I brought dragon blood ink ingots and the demon-slaying brush, which are enough to increase the power of your war poems by 40%."
"Okay!" Mr. Wang looked at Fang Yun. He didn't expect that Fang Yun would be willing to carry these two treasures with him.
Fang Yun immediately poured water into the inkstone to grind ink, and handed the demon-killing brush to Mr. Wang.
Although the ability to speak eloquently can kill enemies without writing, its drawback is that it cannot be enhanced by the power of pen and ink, and can only be used in emergency battles.
Mr. Wang picked up the demon-slaying brush, dipped it in dragon blood ink, and wrote "My Comrades" on the paper on the clothes tray.
When I was almost done writing, a thin layer of precious light adhered to the entire piece of paper.
"This is the precious light of the soul of poetry." Lu Yu whispered.
Fang Yun nodded. War poetry and Baoguang are compulsory courses for these literati, and they can all recognize them.
When writing "My Comrades", a second layer of precious light appeared on the paper, but it only covered 40% of the paper before stopping. The dragon blood ink can increase the power by 30%, while the demon-killing pen can only increase the power of ordinary war poems by 10% when the war poems do not directly attack the demons.
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