The Path of the Sage

Chapter 804: Killing in the dust

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Fang Yun stood in Yumen Pass, the pen in his right hand was still not writing, still absorbing the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth. Now the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth was obviously enough to write any Jinshi war poem, but Fang Yun continued to let the heaven and earth energy of the chess world gather here.

Qu Hange could see that Fang Yun was absorbing the vital energy of heaven and earth, but he could not stop it, nor did he bother to stop it.

Fang Yun has already selected Mo Nu, Inkstone Turtle and Mist Butterfly, so he cannot use other cultural treasures. In addition, his vitality is scarce, so the time Fang Yun takes to write war poems is greatly extended. He can only write three or four war poems in a hundred breaths. During this time, Qu Hange believes that he can kill him.

Moreover, the connection between the two True Dragon Ancient Swords and Fang Yun was completely severed by the "break" formed by 180,000 soldiers. Even if Fang Yun had extraordinary abilities, he could no longer control the True Dragon Ancient Swords.

"In that case, Mr. Qu wants to destroy our Fang Yun Sheng Dao?" Fang Yun said slowly, still constantly gathering the thin vitality of heaven and earth.

Qu Hange smiled calmly and said, "Of course! But you are really amazing. You forced me to use 180,000 chess soldiers to cut off the connection between you and the verbal battle. If it were an ordinary Jinshi, only 30,000 or 40,000 would be enough. You are worthy of being called the best writer under the Grand Secretary. If it weren't for the Jiaoque Twins, my soldiers would have been seriously injured by your True Dragon Ancient Sword."

"If you destroy my True Dragon Ancient Sword, it would be tantamount to forcing me to fight to the death!" Fang Yun's voice became extremely calm, but there was a strong chill in the calmness.

Qu Hange suddenly sneered and said, "Do you think I don't know that you are stalling for time to gather the energy of heaven and earth? Foolish! The way of chess requires continuity, and only after accumulating strength will you launch a thundering attack. You want to stall for time, and so do I."

"It seems that Mr. Qu has rich experience in literary warfare." Fang Yun's expression was calm, but his eyes turned from bright to dark, as if he was biding his time and preparing for the next attack.

"No matter what, you can't escape the fate of the Ancient Dragon Sword being shattered! When the Ancient Dragon Sword is shattered, your literary courage will be severely damaged, and it will be difficult for you to write the next "Liangzhou Ci". I want to see how you can still be stubborn!"

"Who said you can break my True Dragon Ancient Sword?" A faint smile appeared on Fang Yun's lips.

"Your connection with the True Dragon Ancient Sword has been cut off by 180,000 chess soldiers. You can't even bury the sword, yet you are still so arrogant. It's ridiculous! Break it! Charge!"

At Qu Hange's command, another 60,000 chess soldiers suddenly rushed to the front of the True Dragon Ancient Swords. They threw out their weapons together, condensed into a hundred-foot-long sword, and slashed fiercely at the two True Dragon Ancient Swords.

"Tsk..."

A huge sound of breaking through the air was heard. The 100-foot-long sword slashed down from top to bottom with great force, and then silently chopped in mid-air, hitting the ground directly, splitting the ground into a huge crack of hundreds of feet.

The Baizhang battle sword did not touch any of the True Dragon ancient swords.

The True Dragon Ancient Sword had clearly completely lost contact with Fang Yun, but before the danger came, it avoided the Baizhang sword like a living thing.

Qu Hange was extremely surprised. Seeking benefits and avoiding harm, this is the power of verbal battles after having a real name. Although the True Dragon Ancient Sword has a real name, it does not have the power of a real name.

"As expected of you who have absorbed the power of the Ancestral Dragon's true blood, your verbal battles are indeed different from ordinary ones. However, that's enough! Ti!"

Li. It is the act of capturing the opponent's surrounded pieces in Go. It is also the killer move in Wenbao chess. Once the masters of the third realm of Go say Li. It is a matter of life and death!

Suddenly, 60,000 chess soldiers flew upwards and completely surrounded the two ancient dragon swords. Endless white light radiated from the inside out.

"Boom..."

The sixty thousand chess soldiers were completely destroyed. The sixty star chess pieces were to perish together with the True Dragon Ancient Sword.

However, at the same time as the 60,000 chess troops exploded, a sound of sword chanting and dragon roaring suddenly rang out, and then countless small swords shot out in all directions to resist the explosion of the 60,000 chess troops.

The imitation sword was buried by itself, but the original sword was unharmed.

The real body of the Ancient Dragon Sword was still floating in the air, but the imitation sword had disappeared.

Qu Hange's face was as gloomy as water. He took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

The stars in the sky lit up again one by one, and now there are more than two hundred stars lit up.

"As expected of you, you are Fang Xusheng. Sixty thousand chess soldiers are too few. Then I will bury your True Dragon Ancient Sword with two hundred thousand chess soldiers! Surrender!"

Two hundred stars in the sky fell to the ground and turned into two hundred chess generals, which later formed an army of two hundred thousand chess men.

Two hundred thousand chess soldiers surrounded the True Dragon Ancient Sword in an instant. A terrifying aura emanated from them. Although they were dead objects, they killed countless monsters and carried infinite murderous intent.

Qu Hange looked at Fang Yun, feeling extremely happy, and said slowly: "Remember, the one who cut off your holy path is Qu Hange!"

While Qu Hange was speaking, Fang Yun picked up his pen and started writing.

Because Fang Yun was in the chess world, no details escaped Qu Hange's eyes. Qu Hange saw that what Fang Yun picked up the pen to write was the "Liangzhou Ci" that could form Yumen Pass.

The Yellow River flows far into the white clouds, and there is a lonely city on the ten thousand feet high mountain. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows, as the spring breeze does not reach Yumen Pass

With such rapid writing, the four lines of defensive war poems were completed in an instant. However, Fang Yun did not stop and continued writing.

Qu Han Ge originally wanted to use 200,000 chess soldiers to blow up Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword, but when Fang Yun suddenly wrote "Liangzhou Ci", he thought that Fang Yun wanted Yumen Pass to protect the True Dragon Ancient Sword.

However, even though "Liangzhou Ci" had been completed, Fang Yun continued to write. Qu Hange's eyes suddenly widened in anger, and he felt cold all over, realizing that Fang Yun was saying one thing and thinking another!

The first four lines are not from "Liangzhou Ci" at all, but the first four lines of an unknown war poem, but they are overshadowed by "Liangzhou Ci".

At such a critical moment, Fang Yun was forced to use hypocrisy to cover up and confuse Qu Han Ge. It must be an extremely powerful poem!

Qu Hange was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He shouted at Fang Yun, "Raise it!"

No matter whether it was the archers or the dragoons before, no matter whether it was the 180,000 chess soldiers who cut off the verbal sparring or the 200,000 chess soldiers who descended from the sky later, at this moment, all the chess soldiers in the chess world rushed towards Fang Yun.

The swords flashed, arrows flew like locusts, forming an encirclement on all sides and a mighty attack.

Even though Qu Han Ge was an old scholar who had been famous for many years and a master of chess in the third realm, it was very difficult for him to mobilize so many chess soldiers at the same time, resulting in not all of them being able to attack Fang Yun in the first place.

The first thing to arrive was a large number of arrows, but they were easily blocked by Yumen Pass.

Afterwards, a hundred-zhang war spears, a hundred-zhang war swords, a hundred-zhang war knives, etc. flew towards Fang Yun, and behind these huge hundred-zhang weapons, all the chess soldiers rushed forward, wanting to die together with Fang Yun.

At the same time, after Fang Yun finished writing the last four lines, the first four lines changed and connected with the last four lines to form an ancient poem that no one had ever seen before.

When I got married, I was still young and had no experience in life, but all my friends were heroes.

He refused to accept the reward for his refusal to surrender Qin, and only considered the attack on Jinning as his merit.

Throw yourself into the sword and kill people in the world of mortals.

The current dynasty pays tribute to his noble righteousness, and the whole world admires his heroic spirit.

As a Jinshi with strong literary courage and abundant talent, Qu Hange understood the meaning of the poem at a glance.

At the age of 20, a man gets married. He puts on a hat and performs the ceremony of wearing a hat. The first four sentences mean that a young hero who is not yet 20 years old does not know current affairs, and makes friends with passionate heroes, like Lu Zhonglian who persuaded the King of Wei to force the Qin army to retreat, and like Zhu Hai who beat Jin Bi to win military power. He does not help others for rewards, and does not publicize his achievements everywhere.

In order to help others, the young man put himself in danger of life and death and killed the enemy in the world. No matter in the court or among the people, everyone admired his righteousness and bravery.

The precious light of the original work, the precious light handed down from generation to generation, the precious light of the first book and the precious light formed by the inkstone turtle of the Ink Girl are formed layer by layer.

But at the moment when the precious light was formed, a strange sound of a tripod appeared, like a landslide or a spring breeze, with two extremely contradictory forces at the same time.

A mountain collapse is as powerful as a thunderbolt, while a spring breeze is as kind as a grace.

Then, a woman in red appeared beside Fang Yun. There was an incense burner floating in front of her. She lowered her head, stretched out two slender jade fingers, held a ball of incense, and gently put it into the incense burner.

"Red sleeves bring fragrance!" Qu Hange screamed as if he had seen a ghost.

This was originally a war poem of a Jinshi, but after the red sleeves added fragrance, this poem was promoted to a war poem of Hanlin!

The sound of the poetry tripod is as loud as gold and jade.

The poetry tripod rings twice, and the red sleeves add fragrance!

The war poem was burning, Fang Yun looked up and looked at Qu Han Ge.

"Whoever interrupts my holy path will die!"

With weapons of a hundred feet in length attacking one after another, Yumen Pass could no longer hold out and exploded, losing its ability to defend itself.

Afterwards, hundreds of thousands of chess soldiers rushed to Fang Yun, wanting to destroy him together with him.

At the critical moment, when the situation was extremely precarious, Fang Yun's figure suddenly faded and turned into a human-shaped blood-red smoke.

Hundreds of thousands of chess soldiers exploded simultaneously, destroying the world.

But, it cannot shake the bloody smoke at all!

On the battlefield of the literary world, on the top of the mountain, Qu Hange held the Wenbao chessboard in his left hand and played the piano with his right hand. He was stunned for a very short moment, and finally, ten words that made his soul tremble emerged in his mind.

Throw yourself into the sword and kill people in the world of mortals!

A breeze blew by, and Qu Hange noticed a dark shadow beside him out of the corner of his eye. The dark shadow was surrounded by blood-colored mist and there was a cold light in his hand.

Qu Hange dodged instinctively, but the cold light swept across his neck at an unparalleled speed.

"Puff..."

At the last moment, Qu Hange finally saw the assassin's face clearly, it was Fang Yun, and he also heard the last two words Fang Yun said.

"Die."

Qu Hange stared blankly at Fang Yun's face and found that Fang Yun looked calm, but his eyes were slightly red, and his gaze was cold enough to freeze a person's bone marrow. The murderous intent revealed was comparable to the most terrifying assassin in the legend, covering the sky and the sun!

At this moment, Qu Hange suddenly felt that Fang Yun had the great power to destroy an entire world.

“If I had seen such an expression earlier, I probably wouldn’t have dared to engage in a verbal battle with him…” With this last thought, Qu Hange fell into eternal darkness.

The huge head fell off and blood gushed out.

Fang Yun moved and his body returned to the Tianyuan position in the chess world.

Having lost its master, the power of the Wenbao chessboard quickly disappeared, and Fang Yun finally appeared in the same place, standing on the top of the mountain opposite Qu Hange.

Lines of blood mist surrounded Fang Yun, floating in the mountain breeze along with the white robe of the Jinshi.

The woman in red stood beside him, head lowered, holding the incense burner, and gradually faded.

Fang Yun gently adjusted his sleeves, as if to shake off the blood on his body, and then looked at Qu Hange's body.

"Thank you."

Ten battles, all victorious.

However, no one on the upper observation platform cared that it was a perfect victory in ten battles, no one even cared about the ownership of Xiangzhou, and no one cared about Qu Hange's life or death.

Countless people are slowly reciting the lines written by Li Bai: "Throwing oneself into the sharp blades and killing people in the red dust."

But more people were shouting loudly.

"A beautiful lady with red sleeves! This is a rare beauty with red sleeves that you only see once in a century!"

"I almost fell to my knees. That was the Hongxiu Tianxiang who was as famous as the Jinsheng Yuzhen. Fang Xusheng was able to create such a vision at the end. It was so magical, it was beyond words!"

"No wonder people call him the illegitimate son of Wenquxing!"

"You are so stupid! Hong Xiu Tian Xiang is indeed a once-in-a-century phenomenon, but don't forget that this poem is a war poem handed down from generation to generation! And it is the first war poem handed down from generation to generation! Don't you know what will happen if Hong Xiu Tian Xiang is added to the first war poem handed down from generation to generation? This is the legendary war poem of dual literary status!"

"What? What is a double-literary war poem?" Ninety percent of young scholars have never heard of this kind of war poem.

"This war poem was written by Fang Xusheng when he was a Jinshi, but was promoted to a Hanlin war poem because of Hongxiu Tianxiang. This means that after we study, if we write this poem during the Jinshi period, it is a Jinshi war poem! If we write this poem during the Hanlin period, it is a true Hanlin war poem! One poem with two literary titles, the ancients had it before, but it has never been passed down!"

“This seems to be of great significance.”

"It's more than great! If you practice this war poem to the second level when you are a Jinshi, when you reach the Hanlin Academy, this poem will still be the second level! How powerful is the second level Hanlin war poem?"

"The Second Level Imperial Academy War Poem, that's almost equivalent to the Grand Secretary War Poem!"

"Yes! This is the terrifying thing about the war poems of both literary ranks! Your accumulation of knowledge about this war poem during the Jinshi period will continue into the Hanlin period. This is equivalent to you studying a Hanlin war poem during the Jinshi period. When you become a Hanlin, there is a great chance that this poem will enter the second realm!"

"This poem has not only been handed down from generation to generation, but it is also the first assassination poem handed down from generation to generation! Although there were assassination poems in the past, they were all ordinary war poems. Now, everyone can learn this assassination poem! Leaping across hundreds of feet and assassinating the enemy, the importance of this poem is no less than that of the sword-calling poem!"

"All Saints, Saint Fang Xu has once again improved the strength of our human race's Jinshi and Hanlin!"

As the news of the double-rank war poem spread, the entire upper observation platform was in an uproar.

Both the old and the young were extremely excited, as they witnessed the birth of the first assassination poem with two literary titles that was handed down from generation to generation!

The Jingguo seats were the craziest. Those young scholars kept shouting "Victory" and nothing else they could say. They had lost the ability to express themselves in words!

If Fang Yun could prevent the True Dragon Ancient Sword from breaking, they would be very happy, even if they lost, but Fang Yun won, which means that Xiangzhou is already the territory of Jingguo! Not only that, there is a double-literary assassination poem handed down from generation to generation. This is a triple blessing for the people of Jingguo, and the last blessing is worth celebrating by the entire human race!

Cheers, cheers! The young scholars forgot everything except cheering.

Zhang Poyue smiled, stroked his beard with one hand, stared at the war poem he had just written, and pondered it over and over again.

"Throwing myself into the sword, killing people in the mortal world! Throwing myself into the sword, killing people in the mortal world! It's powerful! It's cruel! It's sinister! I like this kind of war poem, killing is fun! Killing is satisfying! This is a master's war poem!"

Jiang Hechuan laughed and said, "The killing intent is so heavy that it is like the reincarnation of the four great assassins. People in the military will probably be grinning from ear to ear."

Zuo Xiang and Ji Zhibai were stunned and did not move.

Fang Yun was obviously about to die, so how could he still compose such a world-shocking war poem

.(To be continued..)

ps: Note 1: To prevent the chapter from being discontinued, two chapters are combined into one, so it’s a bit late.

Explanation 2: This poem is controversial, but it does not affect the charm of "throwing oneself into the sword and killing people in the world of mortals". I really like this sentence.

Note three: There are many controversial characters in poems and articles in history, please refer to this fantasy novel for details.