"The inheritance of the human race has always been learned and fought for by oneself. No one can give it to you," Fang Yun said calmly.
Mount Liu looked ahead and said, "The earth is boundless. Why build roads? It's because the roads are easy to travel. The same goes for the Divine Road. The road to Half-saint is right in front of you. You gave it up and chose to take the rugged and dangerous road. If you are not careful, you will be doomed eternally. Why bother? Look at the official road, you and I are walking side by side. Why can't we work together on the Divine Road? "
"Why? Because I'm not happy, "Fang Yun answered.
"Xusheng is so willful. How can he become a Half-saint?" Mount Liu became very strict.
"Xusheng can't even be willful. So what if he becomes a Half-saint?" Fang Yun asked.
Mount Liu was silent.
Mount Liu's subordinates looked at Fang Yun helplessly and respectfully. They had never seen anyone who could make the Minister of the Left speechless.
After a few moments of silence, Mount Liu said, "Fang Xusheng, you don't have much time left. This is your last chance when the Barbarians invade the South. My patience is limited, and so is that person. You can't afford to fight for the Divine Road. "
"Where there is a will, there is a way. Do you still remember what Marshal Chen said in the Imperial Court yesterday? There are only soldiers who retreat in defeat. There are no generals who run away without fighting, "Fang Yundao said.
Mount Liu looked at Fang Yun with deep eyes and said, "You have fought enough. So much that the Old Man invited you again without hesitation. So much that the Old Man respected you and didn't want the great talent of the human race to fall. So much that … as long as you become my disciple, the Old Man is willing to follow you and guard the gate and drive the carriage!"
Mount Liu's eyes were clear. There were no clouds or layers of shrewdness. There was only the purest sincerity.
"Sir …" Mount Liu's subordinates all wanted to stop Mount Liu. A Guardian guarding the gate and driving the carriage was the treatment of a Half-saint.
"People of different paths cannot work together." Fang Yun looked forward.
At the end of the road, white clouds drifted and the sky was vast.
Liu Shan's subordinates flew into a rage. These words had been spoken by Confucius himself. Once they were used, it was tantamount to severing ties. In history, there had never been a case of a scholar who had said such words.
Back when Kong Sheng entered the Demon Realm, he rode the chariot of the countries and held the Spring and Autumn Brush. He was obstructed by many Demon Sages, including three Great Sages. But Kong Sheng merely said these words and opened his own path to the Sacred Trees. Billions of demons and barbarians were helpless.
Mount Liu took a deep breath. His eyes became extremely sharp. The area within a radius of a thousand feet seemed to fall into darkness in an instant, but it quickly returned to normal. Everyone was slightly surprised. This was a vision that could only be formed by a great scholar. It showed that Mount Liu's attainments were deep. Although he was not a great scholar, he was better than one.
"In that case, the Old Man will not waste his breath. This journey to the north is the path of your broken wings! If you want to pursue the Divine Path, the Old Man will definitely cut off your path! "
The temperature in the vicinity plummeted. Autumn turned into winter in an instant.
Under the autumn sun, the winter was like blood.
Not only the nearby scholars, but even the barbarian private soldiers who followed Mount Liu all year round knew that Mount Liu was starting the battle of the Divine Path!
From now on, unless one side's Divine Path was cut off, the battle would never stop.
Mount Liu's carriage slowly accelerated.
Mount Liu held the curtain with his right hand and looked at Fang Yun who was behind him. His eyes were filled with anger and he was as majestic as a king.
"The Old Man is so humble, but he still can't get any respect from you. If we meet again in the future, don't blame me for killing you!"
Mount Liu let go of the curtain and let it fall.
Inside and outside the curtain, the sky was on opposite sides.
Fang Yun smiled, rode the horse, and continued to walk forward leisurely.
The dust kicked up by the Willow Mountain caravan was suppressed by an invisible force within a hundred feet of Fang Yun. It was nothing more than horse hooves.
At the same time, the sky above Jingguo suddenly vibrated. Then, a long cloud spread out from the south to the north. It was like a dragon or a snake, and it seemed to have the power of the heavens.
In an instant, the clouds were torn apart from the middle. It was as if the heavens and the earth were being split apart. It was silent, yet it caused one's heart to palpitate.
Countless scholars looked up at the sky in disbelief.
Powerful beings from all over the Saint Origin Continent looked up at the sky above Jingguo.
The fate of the nation was torn apart!
The cloud slowly dissipated and peace returned to the world.
Countless historians and scholars took up their brushes to record this event.
In the military field in the northern suburbs of the capital, flags fluttered in the wind and spears were everywhere. More than three hundred thousand soldiers were waiting in formation.
Grand Marshal Chen Zhixu stood on one side of the reviewing platform. Opposite the reviewing platform was the viewing platform where the king, empress dowager, and civil and military officials were seated.
The morning sun shone on the vast military field as if it was plated with a layer of gold. The weapons and armor of the soldiers shone brightly, and it was painful to look at.
The aura of the army soared into the sky and covered all directions.
Mount Liu slowly climbed up the viewing platform. Minister Wen looked down at him angrily.
"Minister Liu, Jingguo is in danger. Why did you tear apart the fate of the nation?"
Liu Shan's expression was indifferent as he walked up the stairs. As he walked, he said, "Jing Country is prosperous. Originally, there was nothing wrong. Occasionally, when there is a small illness, this old man can also bring the spring back to life. That brat Fang Yun was short-sighted. He angered the half sage Lang Lu and led millions of barbarians to the south. The people were plunged into misery and suffering, and a country cried out in grief. From today onwards, I will do everything in my power to stop Fang Yun from doing anything. Fang Yun and I are irreconcilable! "
Kang Ha-chuan looked at Mount Liu calmly. The morning sun shone on him, and his white beard fluttered in the wind.
"Everyone knows about his ambitions. It's not surprising." Kang Ha-chuan was unusually calm.
Chen Zhixu stood on the reviewing platform opposite him. His eyes were even colder.
Above the viewing platform, Yuan Qi surged. General Zhou Junhu held his sword tightly in his right hand. After a few seconds, he slowly let go.
The hilt of the sword shattered and fell to the ground.
Jing Jun glared at him and gritted his teeth.
The Empress Dowager covered her face with a curtain. Her right hand trembled.
Jingguo hadn't collapsed, but the sky had cracked. Blood filled the sky.
Not long after, Fang Yun, dressed in green and riding a white horse, led thousands of barbarians into the military field.
Chen Zhixu held a drumstick and sounded the first sound of autumn.
Dong!
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The bugle horn sounded, and the drums sounded. The military field was filled with high-spirited military music.
Fang Yun stepped onto the reviewing platform and made an oath. Then, all the troops moved out for the official review.
The Demon Iron Cavalry, the Heavy Cavalry, the Mechanical Troops, the Pike Formation, the Pike Formation, the Pike Formation, the Pike Formation, the Crossbowmen, and the other forces that represented the strongest forces in the capital were all deployed. Finally, there was a group of three thousand people, all of whom were Xiucai at the very least. They were all mounted on Dragon Horses, with a few of them being High Scholars.
When the Wen Tao Unit appeared, the entire army cheered.
Before the descent of the Wenqu Star, only a few powerful countries had such an army made up of scholars. Now, Jingguo had finally formed such a strong army.
Afterwards, the monarch bestowed upon Fang Yun an armor and a tiger talisman. Grand Marshal Chen Zhixu personally helped Fang Yun put on a set of golden armor made by the Craftsmen. Then, he helped Fang Yun put on a mink fur coat and a thick hat that could keep him warm in the north.
Finally, Chen Zhixu gave Fang Yun the tiger talisman. With this tiger talisman, Fang Yun could command all the troops in the north except for the capital and the Yuyang Pass.
After the review, everyone stood up and prepared to send Fang Yun off.
A brush, ink, paper, and inkstone appeared in front of Fang Yun. He held the Great Confucian Treasure Brush and dipped it in the dragon's blood ink. He raised the brush and looked at the viewing platform opposite him.
"Today, this king is going to the north. Ambition and anger coexist. Noble spirit and fighting spirit coexist. I will write a poem for the march of my army!"
Most people didn't pay much attention to it, but the scholars held their breaths in anticipation. They had heard yesterday that Fang Yun was going to write a new poem today.
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