Chapter 2192

"The wild grass is boundless, and the poplar is also Xiaoxiao.

In the severe frost of September, send me out of the suburbs.

No one lives on all sides, and the grave is high.

The horse cries for the sky, and the wind is depressed.

The secluded room has been closed for a thousand years.

If the dynasty is gone for thousands of years, there is nothing for virtuous people to do.

Always send people away and return their homes.

Relatives or more sad, others have also sung.

What is the way to die? Support the body with the mountain... Ah... "

The last sentence was originally "tuoti Tongshan a" and "a" with "graceful", but the great Confucian suddenly changed to "ah".

Many people had bowed their heads in silence and were surprised to hear the voice. Unexpectedly, the great Confucian sang the wrong words and sounds. When they looked up, they saw that the great Confucian threw out the Wenbao pen and stepped back at the same time.

Then many people were startled. Only then did they find that Wei Huangan even stretched out his hand to open the curtain and was staring at the people. His eyes were still moving slightly.

"Ah..." the two female nurses were so frightened that they loosened the stretcher and ran away. Fortunately, the great Confucian was quick in his eyes and hands. He stretched out his hand to drag the stretcher to avoid Wei Huangan falling to the ground.

The great Confucian had no choice but to smile bitterly and said, "emperor an's virtuous brother, why is this?"

Wei Huangan burst out a strange light in his eyes and said slowly, "my talent is still there."

"Impossible!" the great Confucian was very surprised. After saying that, he picked up the Wenbao pen and tried, "this pen has become a Wenbao. You can't have any talent."

Wei Huangan said helplessly, "I really have talent in my body. I don't believe you to explore."

The great Confucian nodded, put his hand on Wei Huangan's forehead, then took back his hand, showed a strange color, frowned slightly, suddenly flew over the walls of Liangjie mountain, and injected his talent with the Wen Bao pen condensed by Wei Huangan's talent.

Then I saw the brilliant work of the Wen Bao pen, with its power surging, forming a huge axe. It was full of killing intention. It cut the demon man in front, and its power was the same as that of the Wen Bao pen of an ordinary Confucian.

The great Confucian meditated for several seconds, suddenly raised his head and looked at a strange star and Wenqu star fragments in the sky. Then he suddenly realized that he sent a letter to the boundary guarding great Confucian Chen Ben and the holy courtyard.

Soon, a number of powerful scholars came together to take away Wei Huangan and issued a ban.

Nearby scholars looked thoughtfully at the fragments of Wenqu star and the higher new Wenqu star in the sky, and realized that the Terran might usher in a new upheaval, which seemed to be a good change.

The battle on the two mountains is in full swing.

The army of liangjieshan, the army of ten countries and the army of ancient places joined hands to resist the enemy. The battle was extremely fierce. Every day, a large number of scholars died, but every day, there will also be scholars who have been honed to make progress. Scholars of Jinshi or higher rank are often promoted on the spot, which greatly boosted the morale of the human race.

The holy courtyard cabinet has begun to prepare for the "battle ready holy election" that was carried out in the first two boundary mountain war.

Let scholars below the Jinshi level participate in an additional examination in addition to the formal imperial examination. Semi Sheng will personally supervise the examination. Once they pass the examination, they will be promoted. They can obtain the formal literary position by taking a make-up examination in the formal imperial examination next year.

The morale of the city section in charge of Jingguo army was like a rainbow. Because an old Hanlin broke through on the spot, he was promoted to a bachelor.

Zhang poyue, who looked tired, went to the rear of Jingguo army, arched his hand at the old Hanlin, smiled and said, "Mr. Li, congratulations."

Old Hanlin Li Zhiliang smiled and said, "old man, if I had become a great scholar five years ago, I said I had to rush at the great Confucian. Five years later, the great Confucian has no hope. General Zhang, I will not return to Jingguo after changing my defense three months later."

Zhang poyue was stunned for a moment, habitually stroked the thick black beard on his chin, nodded gently and said, "that's the case over there. After all, you were selected as one of the ten elders of the Imperial Academy, and now you have become a bachelor. Your chant of the Yellow River may be promoted to four realms. Unless the experts above the Great Khan of the demon clan come out, you will be safe and sound."

The sergeant looked at Li Zhiliang with envy. The old Hanlin was a famous poet in Jingguo when he was a Jinshi. Because he lived on the edge of the Yellow River since childhood, he created a Jinshi war poem "Yin of the Yellow River". Later, his good friend died miserably at the hands of the demon man. Li Zhiliang was hit and silent for many years, but he has been practicing Huanghe Yin hard. He practiced Huanghe Yin to three realms as early as many years ago.

The "chant of the Yellow River" in the first boundary is only ordinary, only arousing the water of the Yellow River to attack the enemy. In the second boundary, it can form the image of the freezing ice of the Yellow River, both offensive and defensive. The "chant of the Yellow River" in the third boundary can condense into ten thousand carp of the Yellow River, which is no less powerful than ordinary college scholar war poems.

If the Yellow River chant can be promoted to the four realms, the strength of the new great scholar can barely compare with that of the new great Confucian.

Li Zhiliang smiled and said, "I've just been promoted to a bachelor's degree. First I'll be familiar with the power of this level, then I'll go to the holy temple to study, and first I'll learn the song" three sent to the barbarian emperor ". It's magnificent to look at the Northwest and shoot the Sirius."

Zhang Po Yue nodded, stood aside to have a rest and looked into the distance.

The scholar of Jingguo was also disappointed and didn't know what he was thinking.

After reaching the rear of Jingguo army, Li Zhiliang raised his pen and wrote his best war poem "chanting of the Yellow River".

Shicheng was still in the three realms. Li Zhiliang flashed a look of regret in his eyes, but then he returned to normal and began to fight and get familiar with the new forces.

After practicing all his powers, Li Zhiliang looked surprised. Then he sent a message to Zhang poyue and said, "General Zhang, after you are promoted to a university scholar, can there be a strange phenomenon in the stars of Wen palace?"

Zhang poyue replied suspiciously, "there's nothing different. Can Mr. Liang elaborate?"

"We've just practiced all the powers. The others are similar to the powers of the great scholar described in the book or rumors, except that the stars condensed by the chant of the Yellow River in the stars of our literary Palace are particularly different, as if they were shaky, eh..." Li Zhiliang suddenly stopped transmitting.

Zhang poyue looked curiously at Li Zhiliang, and saw a brilliant star rising backward behind Li Zhiliang. However, the size of his fist was not special at first sight, but when he looked closely, the star was full of mysterious meaning, as if a world had been born.

When the star flew to the top of Li Zhiliang's head, it stopped, shrinking and expanding, and the brilliance trembled, attracting many scholars nearby to watch.

After a few breaths, the star suddenly stopped shrinking and slowly condensed into a jade pot.

The jade pot is about a foot high and blue. A vast Yellow River is carved on the surface of the jade pot. It comes from the sky and flows to the end of heaven and earth. It is not a dead thing, but a flowing Yellow River like a shrinking Yellow River.

Li Zhiliang smiled and said, "this thing should be the 'Yellow River pot'."

With that, he stretched out his hand and saw that the carving on the surface of the Yellow River pot was active, the muddy river flew out of the pot, and the river was covered with carp condensed by the river. At first, the river was very small, but it rose in the wind. Finally, like the complete chant of the Yellow River, it formed a large river carrying countless Yellow River giant carp and rushed to the enemy.

Both Terrans and demon barbarians in the distant camp showed an incredible look.

Then, Li Zhiliang turned and flew to Liangjie mountain, and sent a message to Zhang poyue: "summoned by Xisheng, I'll leave for the time being."

Zhang Po Yue hurriedly asked, "what is the Yellow River pot?"

"I also got it by accident. I don't know why. Maybe his majesty Xisheng can tell me why."

Zhang poyue suddenly remembered Wei Huangan, who was not dead, and his face showed joy.

"This is a sign of the great prosperity of the Terran!"

At this time, the horn rang in the demon man camp, and the demon man left as if the tide was ebbing.

The Terran soldiers quickly cleaned up the battlefield, while many scholars began to talk about Li Zhiliang and the Yellow River pot.

The next day, a message spread among the Terrans. As the power of Wenqu star increased, the Terran power increased. Now the Terran saints are studying new power. Soon, they may find a means to turn Wengong stars into strange power.