The power of the weak water kept crashing onto Fang Yun's literary palace. The literary palace kept shaking, causing his thoughts to be separated from his body, making it hard for him to control his body. Like a drunk person, he had to take two to three steps sideways before he could take a step forward.
Fang Yun originally thought that such a huge impact would damage the literary palace and cause it to crack. He might need the literary courage to protect it. However, the literary palace was not damaged at all, so there was no need to use the literary courage.
Fang Yun even felt that the literary palace was being cleansed. Entering this weak weak water did not seem to be a bad thing.
Just like that, Fang Yun staggered towards the opposite bank.
Fang Yun's current situation was like a piece of wood floating on water. Even though the strong winds and huge waves kept blowing the wood here and there, the wood did not sink. There was no real damage.
The others only watched for a while before they were completely disappointed in Fang Yun. They left one after another. After crossing the river, only Li Fanming and a few others were left.
As time passed, Fang Yun did not faint. He continued to walk unsteadily in the weak water.
The big rabbit under Li Fanming's feet was stunned. After a while, it would rub its eyes, not understanding what was going on.
Zu Yuanhe, Li Fanming and the others who stayed on the bank kept blinking their eyes. Occasionally, they would look at each other with questioning gazes. However, no one could say what was going on. By right, Fang Yun should have fainted from the pain. How could he still persevere?
After a while, Fang Yun walked to the opposite bank. The river was only thirty meters wide but he had walked more than eighty meters. Now, he was about seventy meters away from Li Fanming.
Li Fanming was stunned for a moment and revealed an ashamed expression, "Today, I finally understand why Fang Yun can be famous in the world. It's not because of his talent, not because of his hard work, and not because of the River of Enlightenment. It's because of his tenacity! It's because of his endurance! He was hit so hard by the weak water. If it were us, we would have died from the pain. However, he persevered. This is bravery! "
"His reputation is not for nothing! He became an elementary scholar for less than three months. No matter how strong his literary palace is, it's limited. He's probably the weakest among thousands of people. However, he surpassed thousands of people and crossed the river. Think about the eighty zhang underwater journey. If you didn't have Wen Dan's help, would you have been able to walk it? "
"Absolutely not," Li Fanming said.
"This Fang Yun is really cruel to himself! Let's go. Let's go and see how he is. " Zu Yuanhe and Li Fanming quickly walked towards Fang Yun while the big white rabbit hopped along behind them. A mechanical tiger clad in metal armor followed closely behind.
After leaving the weak water, Fang Yun quickly returned to normal. Wen Gong no longer shook and he regained control of his body. There wasn't the slightest crack in the Literature Palace, as if nothing had happened.
"Fang Yun, how are you?" Li Fanming shouted from afar.
"Not bad. It's pretty good," Fang Yundao said.
When they got closer, Li Fanming said, "As expected of Fang Zhenguo!"
"Although I'm more advanced in learning than you, I'm still far behind you! I'm extremely impressed! "Zu Yuanhe sighed.
Fang Yun was puzzled. What happened? He had clearly walked slower than everyone else. He had thought that he would meet a bunch of people at the shore laughing at him, but from Li Fanming and Zu Yuanhe's tone, it seemed that walking this far was also a kind of success.
"Oh, then let's hurry up and not delay." Fang Yun couldn't understand what they were thinking and quickly changed the topic.
"Let's run over there."
The three of them began to run. The rabbit's body was strong and healthy, and it did not match its body size at all. It was very confusing, but as it ran, it secretly looked at Fang Yun and the other two. With a leap, it jumped onto the back of the mechanical tiger and sat on it. It revealed a mischievous smile as if its plan had succeeded.
Li Fanming ran as he said, "In front of us is the Mystic Wind Canyon. The Mystic Wind directly penetrates the Literature Palace and doesn't cause much damage to the Literature Palace itself. However, Wen Dan itself has powerful strength. It can be used to resist the Mystic Wind. When you gutless scholars are in the Breezy Gorge, you will suffer endless pain and agony. There are less than five Elementary Scholars who can pass the Mystic Wind Canyon in a hundred years, and each of them had great achievements. "
"Fang Yun, we have high hopes for you!" Zu Yuanhe said solemnly.
"You can definitely pass! You can even pass through the fog and break this impossibility just like how you broke through Jingguo! "Li Fanming's words were full of encouragement and anticipation.
"Okay!" Fang Yun was excited.
Not long later, the group arrived at the entrance of the Mystic Wind Canyon. There were hundreds of people lying at the entrance, and some of them were slowly getting up, wanting to enter the canyon again.
Fang Yun raised his head and looked ahead. The Mystic Wind Canyon was almost two hundred feet wide and three hundred feet long. There were thousands of people walking forward with great difficulty. They were like passersby in a typhoon, their clothes fluttering in the wind. They squinted their eyes and covered their faces with their arms as they walked forward step by step.
There were people who fainted and fell, but they were rescued by an invisible force.
There was not a single Elementary Scholar in the Mystic Wind Canyon. Everyone was wearing their High Scholar robes. Yan Yukong and a few others were not in the canyon, and Liu Zizhi was walking at the front.
Li Fanming said as he walked, "This Mystic Wind Canyon is the same as the fog behind. If you can walk through it, you will pass it. If you can't, you will never be able to pass it. Let's go. "
The big rabbit immediately jumped onto Li Fanming's back.
It was very quiet outside the Mystic Wind Canyon, but the moment they stepped into the canyon, Fang Yun heard the roar of a wild beast. It was filled with a terrifying pressure.
The strong wind blew, and Fang Yun could not breathe. He had no choice but to use his arms to cover his face like the others. He then felt a sharp and cold wind easily pass through the walls of the Literature Palace and into the interior of the Literature Palace.
The Literature Heart Lamp in the Literature Palace swayed slightly, and Fang Yun's statue inside was also blown by the wind. Fang Yun's expression changed, as if there were countless sharp blades spinning and cutting in his head.
Suddenly, Literature Courage moved slightly, and the power of Literature Courage that was close to the first realm released a powerful force. It pushed away the Mystic Wind Canyon and restored peace to the Literature Palace.
The Mystic Wind Canyon roared even louder. Fang Yun "saw" that a tornado had formed outside his Literature Palace and was continuously destroying the power of Literature Courage.
Fang Yun strode forward, and the more he walked, the faster the tornado became, but it could not stop him at all!
"Is he crazy?" Li Fanming said softly.
"Don't be distracted, he should be trying to rush out in one go. The longer he drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for him." Zu Yuanhe said.
"Sigh, without Literature Courage, how much pain will he have to endure?"
"Enduring hardships to taste Literature Courage is far from comparable!"
Fang Yun's footsteps became faster and faster, and in the end, he was even jogging. The admiration in Li Fanming and Zu Yuanhe's eyes grew.
Qiu Chi struggled to walk forward, and at the same time, felt pity for Fang Yun. At the same time, he comforted himself that Fang Yun would not be able to cross the Ruo Shui River. Staying there would be a waste of time, and it wouldn't be considered a betrayal. Leaving early was a wise choice.
"Whoosh …"
Qiu Chi saw a shadow overtaking him, and sneered. In his heart, he was cursing that running here was equivalent to courting death. But when he saw the person's back, he was stunned.
"This … Isn't this Fang Yun? There's no mistake, he's still wearing his Elementary Scholar robes! Other Elementary Scholars would not be able to reach here, but … It's impossible for him to do so! He should have fainted in the Ruo Shui River! "
Qiu Chi looked at Fang Yun's back, and was stunned for a moment. His face was filled with shame, but he clenched his fists tightly, and with determination, quickened his pace.
At the end of the Mystic Wind Canyon, the robes of every High Scholar were fluttering in the wind.
Liu Zizhi used his arms to protect his face, and walked slowly against the wind. He squinted his eyes, and when he saw that he was less than 500 feet away from the Mystic Wind Canyon, he couldn't help but laugh.
His eyes were filled with pride, and then a look of mockery appeared on his face. He was mocking the paper tiger that couldn't even cross the Ruo Shui River.
However, the look of mockery on his face disappeared, and in its place was boundless confidence. His Literary Courage had improved, and he had touched the edge of the Literary Courage Realm.
Liu Zizhi let out a joyful smile. A genius like Yan Yukong, who had reached the Literary Courage Realm, was unattainable. Even if a normal High Scholar could touch the edge of the Literary Courage Realm, he would still be considered a genius, and the number one High Scholar in Jingguo.
I've already reached the top 80 on the road to the Holy Ruins! Liu Zizhi thought to himself.
"Uh …" Liu Zizhi suddenly made a sound as if he had choked on a mooncake. He subconsciously stopped in his tracks, and stared blankly at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.
Liu Zizhi felt that all the beautiful things that he had imagined were shattered by this figure.
"How can you cross the Ruo Shui River!" Liu Zizhi couldn't help but shout. Then, a gust of wind rushed into his mouth, causing him to cough and roll his eyes.
Then, Liu Zizhi realized that his Literary Courage Realm, which had just improved, had suddenly regressed.
Liu Zizhi clutched his chest, and his face turned purple. However, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and walked forward with hatred.
"I won't lose to you! You are just a mere Elementary Scholar, and I am the Top Scorer of Jiang Prefecture, and the future Top Scorer of Jingguo. How can I let you destroy me and my Liu Family! I won't lose! "Liu Zizhi roared in his heart, and walked forward step by step.
Not long after, Fang Yun overtook everyone.
When the High Scholars saw a person in Elementary Scholar robes suddenly appear in front of them, they were shocked. Especially those who had seen Fang Yun's performance at the Ruo Shui River, they couldn't believe their eyes.
Fang Yun continued to jog forward. When he was about ten feet away from the exit of the canyon, he finally slowed down. This was because the strange wind here was stronger than before, and it was like a formless tornado. Not only could it move his body, it could also cause great damage to his Literary Courage Palace.
It was this formless tornado that made the Mystic Wind Canyon a dangerous place for Elementary Scholars.
The strange wind outside Fang Yun's Wen Palace suddenly became stronger, but the stars in the Wen Palace's starry sky released specks of starlight that landed on the Wen Bladder, strengthening the Wen Bladder and resisting the last of the strange wind. In the end, Fang Yun entered the white mist.
Fang Yun's Literary Courage Palace was still within the Literary Palace, and no one noticed that he had the Literary Courage Palace.
Seeing that Fang Yun had entered the fog, the High Scholars felt a sense of emptiness in their hearts. But soon after, everyone's fighting spirit was ignited, and they continued to walk forward.
When Fang Yun entered the white fog, he was even more vigilant.
The fog was far more dangerous than the Ruo Shui and the Mystic Wind.
The Ruo Shui and the Mystic Wind were the strongest in the Holy Ground, and could easily kill a great scholar. However, no matter how strong they were, they were still inanimate objects. The Mystic Wind, on the other hand, had a certain level of spiritual intelligence. What was even more frightening was that the more demons, barbarians, or humans it killed, the higher its spiritual intelligence, and the stronger it became.
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