The Inkstone Turtle looked at Fang Yun fiercely, as if it was abducted and was angry, but when Mo Nu stretched out her little foot and stepped lightly on it, it immediately became obedient, and turned its head to one side with a snort, not looking at Fang Yun.
There were no monsters or barbarians on this layer of leaf land, so Fang Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that if he suddenly appeared among the group of monsters, he would be beaten to death by them even if he had three heads and six arms.
No matter how many demon soldiers, demon generals, and demon commanders there are, their power level is limited after all, but demon marquises are different. A demon marquis is often the leader of a demon tribe, and the Hanlin equivalent to a demon marquis is often the chief of a human state, which shows how different the power at this level is.
The huge leaves here are stacked layer upon layer, and no matter whether they are monsters or humans, they are as small as ants on the leaves.
Fang Yun looked down at his body. Unlike the ordinary shorts worn by ordinary humans, the shorts he was wearing were like the armor of the imperial clan. They were made up of pieces of silver jade armor stacked on top of each other, like part of some strange battle armor.
The shorts were originally very short, but they gradually became longer after Fang Yun killed many monsters.
"What happened in the Heavenly Tree?"
Fang Yun looked around and chose to walk in the direction closest to the edge of the huge leaf.
While walking, he used the ink of the Ink Girl to write "The White Horse" and "The White Horse Hero" and summoned two war poem generals. Since the war poems contained various powers such as the Inkstone Ink Girl and Fang Yun's own star position, and with the help of the imperial jade armor, if the two war poem generals went to the Demon Marquis Plain, they could gain a foothold in the first plain. In other words, they would have the strength of a demon marquis or a palace scholar.
Afterwards, Fang Yun chanted "Song of the Yi River" and "Farewell to Jing Ke" in a row to form a war poem, and both poems were second-level war poems, summoning a row-poem assassin that was far more powerful than an ordinary smoke assassin.
This Lian Shi assassin was seven feet tall, his body was like black iron, his eyes were filled with blood, his killing intent was like a knife, he was stronger than the two Zhan Shi generals, at least he had the strength of a second-level Hanlin.
It would be a bit difficult for an ordinary scholar to maintain the three-headed war poem creature because it would consume his talent continuously, but for his luck, the consumption speed is not as fast as the recovery of the starlight formed by the fragments of the Wenqu Star in the Wen Palace, so there is no need to worry about it at all.
Having made adequate preparations, Fang Yun moved forward while thinking about the changes in the Heavenly Tree.
The Heavenly Tree is extremely mysterious, being equivalent to an independent ancient land, and particularly suitable for demons and barbarians.
The bodies of the demons and barbarians will not enter the Heavenly Tree, only their spirits will enter. After dying in the Heavenly Tree, one will not really die, but after Fang Yun entered, the situation changed. All the demons and barbarians who died in his hands could not escape from the Heavenly Tree in the end and would die completely.
Fang Yun looked down at the shorts of the imperial clan on his body, and guessed that this tree must be related to the imperial clan, and the reason why he was able to kill the demon barbarian must be due to the power of the imperial clan.
But what exactly is the Emperor Clan? Even the Kong family didn't know. Ao Huang later said something, but he just said that the Emperor Clan should have a certain origin with the Ancestral Dragon. As for the more detailed things, even the Dragon Saint didn't understand.
"Since I have the power of the imperial clan, I should come to the Heavenly Tree more often to hunt monsters. Every time I kill one, there will be one less enemy for the human race! However, I hope I don't run into a powerful Saint Son Monster Marquis. At present, I am still slightly inferior to him."
Fang Yun had seen the power of some top-level demon lords from Ao Huang's Xulouzhu, with both talent and heavenly appearance. One punch could move the wind and clouds, and in terms of instantaneous destructive power, it was no less than the strongest Hanlin war poem. The time it took for a human Hanlin to recite a poem was enough for a demon lord to throw dozens of punches.
Fang Yun walked for a while and wrote "Song of Water Melody - When Will the Bright Moon Appear?"
"When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the sky..."
After finishing writing, he changed the original "while thinking of Yang Yuhuan" to "while thinking of Peng Zouzhao".
A bright moon, more than one meter tall, appeared in front of Fang Yun, like a door that spanned space. A Hanlin in white and black plum robe stood on the other side of the moon door. His sleeves were empty and fluttering gently.
Next to this armless Hanlin, there was a Hanlin with a slightly feminine voice, who was reciting war poems continuously, one after another, without any interruption.
In addition, there were five Hanlin scholars around the two of them, all of whom were injured.
In front of these seven Hanlin scholars, there are ten demon lords, and behind the ten demon lords there are three corpses of demon lords.
Under normal circumstances, seven Hanlin scholars would never be able to defeat the thirteen demon lords.
However, there is the armless Hanlin Peng Zou Zhao.
Peng Zouzhao's famous real name, "Disaster", was seen quietly suspended in mid-air, standing two hundred feet away, and the ten demon lords did not dare to cross the line, neither breaking through nor bypassing.
The Demon Lords originally had powerful close combat capabilities, but now they can only use magic to fight, so even though they are numerous, they are no match for the human race's war poems. Instead, they are surrounded by the war poems and soldiers of the Hanlin Academy and are caught in a bitter battle.
Someone had said before that the armless Hanlin Peng Zouzhao's disaster-stricken tongue sword could defeat ten people at once, but Fang Yun didn't believe it. But after seeing this scene today, he believed it.
They were unable to enter the Moon Gate due to the battle, so Fang Yun walked into the full moon by himself.
Fang Yun passed through the Full Moon Gate, and his body became completely translucent, composed of moonlight.
The seven Hanlin scholars turned their heads and saw that except for Peng Zouzhao, everyone had a happy look on their faces.
"Fang Xusheng?"
Only Peng Zouzhao's expression remained unchanged, his sleeves still fluttering, and his bronze face looked like it was carved by an axe or a knife, square and resolute. Especially his eyes, which were clearer than anyone Fang Yun had ever seen, black was black, white was white, and no image could be seen from his pupils, as if nothing in the world could be reflected in his eyes.
Fang Yun was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Peng Zouchao had such a firm mind. This was the legendary person who was not tainted by fortune, did not rely on external things, and had an extremely pure and lofty ambition. It was like he had his own holy path very early on.
The five blessings are: longevity, wealth, health, virtue, and a good end to one’s life. The six evils are: misfortune, short life, and broken body, illness, worry, poverty, evil, and weakness.
The Five Blessings and Six Misfortunes are concepts in the sacred book "Shangshu", representing the five good things and six misfortunes in life. Only by practicing to a very high level can one comprehend the Five Blessings and Six Misfortunes, so that one will not be arrogant because of blessings, nor be extremely sad because of misfortunes.
Only then did Fang Yun understand why Peng Zouchao was so powerful. It turned out that he had studied Shangshu in depth before the great scholar, and wanted to cut off the six extremes and accumulate the five blessings.
"I entered the Heavenly Tree to find out the abnormal changes in the Heavenly Tree and to contribute to the resistance against the encirclement and suppression by the demon clan." Fang Yun explained his purpose.
The others looked at Peng Zouzhao, but his bronze face did not change at all, still as unmoved as a stone statue.
Fang Yun had known that this person was not good at speaking, but he had not expected it to this extent.
A handsome Hanlin with slender fingers beside Peng Zouzhao smiled and said, "Thank you, Fang Xusheng. These monsters are really annoying. Unfortunately, this tree is too big. One of its leaves is bigger than the whole prefecture. We don't know where to find you."
Fang Yun glanced ahead. The monsters had no idea what was happening here and thought they had a reinforcement, so they defended nervously and did not dare to attack.
"The full moon formed by this song 'Water Melody' not only has the ability to communicate, but also the ability to point. If you and I move forward in the direction of the center of the full moon, we will naturally meet."
"I see." (To be continued...)