The growth of the precious light of the holy page has not stopped. The last layer of "heirloom precious light" slowly appears, and finally covers nine layers of precious light.
The forest is dark and the grass is startled by the wind.
The general draws his bow at night;
Looking for white feathers at dawn,
Not in the stone edge.
This poem by Lu Lun is based on a story about the archery saint Li Guang, and the "Records of the Grand Historian" of Shengyuan Continent records: Guang went out hunting and saw a stone in the grass. He thought it was a monster and shot it, but the arrowhead was stuck in the monster. When he looked at it, it turned out to be a stone.
Li Guang is a virtual saint in Shengyuan Continent, just like Guan Yu, the Martial Saint, Lu Ban, the Crafts Saint, Yu Boya, the Zither Saint, and others. Although he is not as good as the real saints in the holy temple, he is also a famous figure and is worshipped in ancestral halls.
This poem first describes that when Li Guang was hunting monsters, the forest was dark and the wind was blowing, and it seemed that a monster was coming. Then it describes that Li Guang stretched his bow and shot with all his strength, but later he found that the arrow penetrated the sharp point of the stone, which was more magical than shooting at the surface of the stone. The poem vividly describes the process of Li Guang shooting at the stone, and uses the most concise words to show the strength of Li Guang's archery skills.
The golden holy page covered by nine layers of precious light flew up, exploded in the air, and burst into a ball of golden light.
This golden light was only slightly bright in the eyes of Fang Yun and other human beings, but it was extremely dazzling in the eyes of the demon turtle.
Even though the demon turtle was of pseudo-dragon bloodline and was only one step away from becoming a demon commander, his eyes still felt stinging.
The golden light faded, and a ten-foot-tall golden-armored general's shadow stood in the air. This general exuded an indescribable majesty. His majestic figure inspired admiration from everyone and frightened the demons. His eyes seemed to see through the world. He held the bow in his left hand, put an arrow in his right hand, and slowly drew the bow.
The wind was howling in the sky, and a funnel-shaped vortex of wind appeared above the head of the golden-armored general, sending a large amount of vital energy into the general's body.
"Call the Saint!" Many people shouted in unison, even the demon turtle shouted in demon language with fear in its eyes.
As a pseudo-dragon bloodline, the demon turtle has a deep understanding of human history. No matter whether it summons a famous saint, a virtual saint or a real saint, this battle poem will form a qualitative improvement, which is more powerful than an ordinary poetic soul and close to the most powerful saint soul.
Whether it is summoning a saint or a holy soul, one of the seven divine thoughts of "benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, chastity, and courage" left by the sages between heaven and earth will be collected, thereby triggering powerful power.
In the Shengyuan Continent, Li Guang killed countless monsters and made great military achievements. The "spiritual mind" he left behind is no longer his own strength, but also includes the thousands of troops he once led, the good reputation passed down in history books, and the gratitude of countless human beings for his great achievements in killing monsters. If these powers are summoned at the same time, they will be enough to fight against a big monster.
"Run! This man is more talented than me! Remember this man and make sure to report him to the Dragon Palace and the demon world! When he grows up, he will be the second Li Wenying. No, he is worth ten Li Wenyings! If he doesn't die, my demon clan will die!" The demon turtle shouted in his heart, collecting the fake dragon balls in the sky and turning around to run away.
"You can't escape!"
Fang Yun spoke in a low voice, his eyes falling on the corner of the monster turtle's mouth, where his classmate's blood was still dripping.
Li Guang's shadow moved, the bow was opened like an autumn moon in the sky, and the arrow was shot out like a meteor falling to the ground. The night sky within a radius of several miles was illuminated by the amazing arrow as if it were daytime.
The demon turtle was so frightened that its soul left its body. Knowing it could not escape, it retracted its entire body into its shell and used up all its energy and blood to cover its body with a layer of blood-colored light.
Everyone only saw a line of silver light left in the night sky, and then the silver light pierced through the tail of the demon turtle, shot out from its mouth, and penetrated deep into the ground, leaving a deep hole.
The demon turtle did not move, with explosion sounds constantly coming from its body and blood gushing out. The fake dragon ball that had no time to be retrieved also fell to the ground.
Li Guang's shadow looked down at everyone, and finally looked at Fang Yun. His eyes seemed empty.
Everyone was stunned. Although Li Guang was not a half-saint, he was a virtual saint who had made great contributions to the human race. They carried the destiny of the human race. As long as the human race was not destroyed and the history books were not destroyed, the thoughts of such great figures would remain in the world forever.
Normally, Li Guang's spiritual thoughts would disappear immediately even if they were summoned, but now they moved uncontrollably. This was the greatest affirmation of Fang Yun, and it was obviously to encourage the younger generation, praise Fang Yun's determination to kill monsters, and affirm his contribution to the human race.
Fang Yun bowed slightly to show respect.
Li Guang's shadow also nodded slightly, turned into countless points of light and flew away, returning to the world.
Fang Yun had overdrawn his talent and had been relying on the desire to kill monsters and avenge his friends to support himself. Now that his wish had been fulfilled, his eyes went dark and he fell down.
"Fang Yun!" Lu Yu on the side hurriedly supported Fang Yun.
The candidates also came to check it out.
"It's just exhaustion of talent, no big deal." said a general.
Nunu suddenly jumped out of the crowd, ran quickly to the body of the demon turtle, picked up the fake dragon ball which was less than a quarter of its original size, and quickly returned to Fang Yun.
Everyone looked at the fake dragon ball with envy. This treasure was extremely rare. Although it was a fake dragon ball of the demon general level, its value was close to the cultural treasure of a university scholar and could not be measured by gold or silver at all.
The scholars looked at each other, then looked at the scholar who returned with Chen Xibi, hesitated a little, but finally sighed. There was no doubt that Fang Yun was the only one present who was qualified to get the fake dragon ball, and even Li Wenying could not take it away.
Nunu carefully placed the fake dragon ball on Fang Yun's mouth, then slowly pressed it down with his little mouth, and at the same time used his claws to make Fang Yun open his mouth, and finally stuffed the entire fake dragon ball into Fang Yun's mouth.
Nunu carefully closed Fang Yun's mouth again, then stood up and glanced at everyone with a vigilant look, as if saying: Be careful, don't get close to Fang Yun!
The dragon ball slowly melted in Fang Yun's mouth, and finally turned into a light stream of water that flowed into his stomach. A surge of vitality formed in his body, constantly nourishing him.
An Chengcai looked at Fang Yun and whispered, "He remained calm in the face of danger, tried his best to turn the tide, and did not hesitate to do so at the cost of his own life. This is a true scholar." As he spoke, he gripped the dagger in his hand even tighter.
Mr. Wang said helplessly, "Since he can even write a poem to call on the saint, then I don't need to hide it. He also wrote a poem to strengthen the army this morning, or more precisely, a poem to strengthen the bow. You also know that we can't make this public, otherwise the monsters will kill him at all costs, and may even send out great monsters. But these two poems happen to be extremely useful, so we have to use the old method."
The Juren lieutenant said, "Then we can only lie that a university scholar has successfully changed his poem and changed the war poem he wrote when he was a scholar into a classic."
"Let's find a great scholar. I don't believe that a great scholar could change two poems in a row."
"it's the only way."
"Fang Yun is truly amazing. He was able to summon the divine thoughts of the Arrow Saint. Otherwise, we would probably all be buried here. That demon turtle actually said that it could go to Denglongtai, which shows that it has a special status in Jiaolong Palace."
"It's just a demon general, but it's so powerful. It must be a big shot in Jiaolong Palace. We must not let the people in Jiaolong Palace know that it was Fang Yun who killed it, otherwise it will be extremely disadvantageous to Fang Yun."
"Before Lord Yuanjun arrives, no one is allowed to leave without permission or contact the outside world. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed!" said the lieutenant general.
"Yes!" Everyone responded.
"Fang Yun is awake!"
Everyone looked at Fang Yun hurriedly.
Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes and felt his body warm, without any sense of fatigue. Although his energy was exhausted, the discomfort had disappeared.
"Oh oh!" Nunu clapped his little paws happily.
"Fang Yun, thank you for saving us!" the general bowed.
"Thank you for saving my life!"
All the candidates, students and teachers bowed together to express their gratitude.
Fang Yun hurriedly said, "Please don't say that. If you hadn't been constantly draining the demon turtle's blood and shell, if you hadn't inspired the power of my red heart, my own talent wouldn't have been able to support the completion of this poem."
Fang Yun now understood that the biggest reason why he was able to complete this war poem was the fifth level of "Blood and Loyalty", a power that five scholars had exchanged for at the cost of fifty years of their lifespans.
At this time, a deep voice said, "I said I would protect you before, but I didn't expect you to save me. I was careless and thought that the demon turtle was just an ordinary pseudo-dragon bloodline. Now I understand that its father might be one of the famous demons in Jiaolong Palace. I was defeated in a head-on battle with it, and it's not unfair that I was defeated by its sneak attack."
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
"General Chen is awake!"
His shoulder had been bandaged, and he was struggling to stand up, saying, "Let's go and check on the snake demon. County Magistrate He should have entangled it. It doesn't have the blood of a pseudo-dragon, and the erotic writings of the great scholar a few days ago must have consumed a lot of its energy and blood, so it can't use it anymore. I still have the strength to fight now, and it will definitely die! Tell me what happened on the way, and how Fang Yun killed the demon turtle."
Everyone continued to walk towards the top of the mountain. The monsters were either killed or escaped without a trace.
At the top of the mountain, a man and a demon were fighting each other. County Magistrate He had gathered his words again, but they were far less powerful than before. At the same time, he kept reciting battle poems, tightly entangled the snake demon leader.
An Chengcai kept walking with his head down, not knowing what he was doing.
They soon arrived at the top of the mountain, and when the snake demon saw the human beings appear, it began to fight desperately, and County Magistrate He gradually became exhausted.
Several people recited poems about running and ran forward quickly to attack the snake demon leader.
Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the demon snake, An Chengcai suddenly said to Fang Yun: "Fang Yun, come closer, I have something to tell you."
Fang Yun nodded, walked over, and moved a little away from the others.
The little fox followed Fang Yun, its dark eyes moving and its gaze fell on An Chengcai's chest.
An Chengcai put away the dagger, took out a cloth bag from his arms, handed it to Fang Yun, and whispered: "I'll leave this thing with you first. If I have nothing to do, I will come back to get it; if I have something to do, this thing will belong to you, because only you are qualified to be its owner! Don't ask what this is, and don't let others know. Once you enter the coverage of the Holy Temple, you will naturally know."
"this… "
Fang Yun wanted to refuse, but the little fox suddenly jumped onto Fang Yun, grabbed the small cloth bag and stuffed it into Fang Yun's arms with great force, as if saying, "Hide it quickly, hide it quickly, this is a good thing!"