Fang Yun knew that the weak water, strange wind and fog on the Holy Ground Road would not be too strong, but it was enough to prevent thousands of High Scholars from passing through. Furthermore, he was only an elementary scholar, so he had to be even more careful.
Fang Yun recalled the characteristics of the fog recorded in the book as he carefully observed his surroundings.
The white fog around him was extremely thick, and he could barely see ten feet ahead of him. Any further and he could not see clearly.
Fang Yun looked at the fog in front of him and suddenly remembered the day when he was trapped by the Flood Dragon King in the mirage. The mirage was also formed by white fog, but the fog was formed by Dragon Qi, the power of the Dragon Sage's breath.
The white fog here gave him a similar feeling to the Dragon Qi, but the fog here seemed to have something more than the Dragon Qi.
"According to the records of our predecessors, the fog is something unique to the Holy Ground, and other ancient lands do not have it. The core of the fog is a fog cocoon, and the fog cocoon cannot control the Heaven Earth Yuan Qi like humans, nor can it have the power of blood and Qi like demons and barbarians. But the fog cocoon can drink the weak water and eat the strange wind, and it can transform the weak water and strange wind into an even stronger power! "
"The weak water and strange wind do not have intelligence, and as long as the barbarians and barbarians use the power of blood and Qi to block them, they can avoid them. But this fog is the bane of the barbarians and barbarians! At the same time, it is extremely fatal to us humans. This fog is similar to the weak water and strange wind, and almost no scholar can resist it, so it is used to test us. "
As Fang Yun was thinking, he saw a giant wolf formed by the white fog slowly walk over. This giant wolf's appearance was rather blurry, but Fang Yun knew that this fog was very ferocious, because the habits of the fog were related to its appearance.
The fog wolf opened its mouth and pounced over with a cruel smile. Fang Yun did not move, and even closed his eyes, his consciousness entering the scholar palace.
The fog wolf pounced on Fang Yun and suddenly exploded into fog, surrounding Fang Yun.
Outside Fang Yun's scholar palace, there were suddenly a hundred thousand small fog wolves. These fog wolves pounced on the scholar palace from all directions.
In the eyes of the fog, the scholar's scholar palace was food!
"Scram!" Fang Yun shouted, and the crystal-like Wen Dan at the top of the Wen Palace shook slightly, and a firm power that could destroy all things spread out in all directions. Before the Mist Wolves could even approach the Wen Palace, they were forced back by the power of the Wen Dan.
Fang Yun's psyche stood in the Palace of Literature as he slowly recited the Epigraph of My Shack. "The height of a mountain does not matter. It's not the depth of the water, it's the dragon … "
The Epigraph of My Shack was a text that cultivated courage, so Fang Yun's voice rang out. The star that represented the Epigraph of My Shack in the sky of the Palace of Literature suddenly glowed brightly. It absorbed a power from an unknown source and formed a thick beam of starlight that shone on the gallbladder.
Wen Dan immediately let out a sound of porcelain knocking, and the power of Wen Dan doubled.
The hundred thousand fog wolves instantly collapsed, turning into countless water droplets. Then, all the water droplets gathered together, forming an enormous wolf.
Fang Yun acted as if he did not see anything and continued to recite the Epigraph of My Shack. The star that represented the Epigraph of My Shack continuously shone starlight on the gallbladder. Not only did the power of Wen Dan increase greatly, but the gallbladder itself was also being refined by the starlight.
Fang Yun's talent was being consumed at an extremely fast rate.
The light of the heart of literature on the murals of the Palace of Literature suddenly brightened.
The giant wolf howled, and a power similar to the strange wind appeared. The natural strange wind entered the Palace of Literature from all directions, but the howl of this giant wolf was condensed together like a sharp sword, easily piercing through the Palace of Literature. It was aimed at Fang Yun's Wen Dan.
The total power of this sword was not as strong as the strange wind in the Strange Wind Valley, but because it was condensed together, the destructive power of the Wen Dan was a hundred times stronger than the strange wind!
"Confucius said, 'What is so ugly?'" Fang Yun's voice suddenly doubled. The Wen Dan immediately exploded with a powerful force that swept out like a hurricane to meet the invisible howl of the wolf.
The two forces collided, and the Palace of Literature shook violently. Fang Yun's divine sense was pushed back.
The giant wolf's body exploded again and reformed, but the speed was much slower.
After a short tremor, the Palace of Literature fell silent. The light of the Wen Dan dimmed a lot, and Fang Yun's face was pale, but his expression was determined.
"I didn't expect to encounter the battle of the Palace of Literature so soon, and I didn't expect to activate the power of the stars in the Palace of Literature, allowing the Wen Dan to be refined in advance! This time, I'll take the initiative to attack! "
With a thought from Fang Yun, the Literary Gallbladder trembled slightly, and an even stronger Literary Gallbladder power rushed towards the giant wolf. The giant wolf had just condensed, and before it could attack, it was dissipated by the Literary Gallbladder.
Fang Yun's body swayed slightly, and his face turned even paler. However, he gritted his teeth and activated the power of the Wen Dan again.
This time, the giant wolf was only halfway through its formation before it was dispersed.
Fang Yun took a deep breath, and the Wen Dan trembled again. A fearless aura of courage flashed across the Wen Dan, and the power of the Wen Dan brought along Fang Yun's unyielding willpower, and landed on the water droplets formed by the fog once again.
Every droplet of fog collapsed, and broke into even smaller droplets.
The light of the Wen Dan was extremely dim, and it even showed signs of instability. If it was used again, cracks might appear.
The fog was completely defeated by Fang Yun's suicidal attack, and the droplets were actually unable to reform the giant wolf.
Suddenly, the mural of Yu the Great controlling the flood in Fang Yun's Palace of Literature seemed to move. Then, the Palace of Literature produced a strong suction force, and a small amount of the fog droplets were sucked into the Palace of Literature. Some of them were absorbed by the walls of the Palace of Literature, and some of them were swallowed by the Wen Dan.
"Ah …"
The remaining fog droplets outside suddenly screamed, and then escaped at an extremely fast speed.
The fog surrounding Fang Yun immediately flew back a few feet, and then turned into a fog wolf and fled in panic.
In the Palace of Literature in the Ren Yong Institution, an elder said gloomily, "This rascal, he actually absorbed the dragon's energy! If not for the test, how would he have the chance to absorb the fog! What a loss! What a huge loss! "
Fang Yun's spiritual will left the Palace of Literature. When he opened his eyes, he realized that the fog in front of him had disappeared, and he was once again under the blue sky and white clouds. In front of him was a grassland, and ten people were standing in front of him.
"Eh? You didn't faint in the Weak Water? "Feng Yang, who was in the crowd, turned his head and looked at Fang Yun in shock.
The rest of the people also looked over. A young man with loose hair behind his back smiled at Fang Yun. His eyes were as clear as the sky. He said, "I knew you would definitely reach here."
"I was just lucky," Fang Yun said to Yan Yukong.
The rest of the people looked at Fang Yun with different expressions, and their eyes were filled with shock. They could not believe that a mere elementary scholar like Fang Yun could reach this stage.
Fang Yun walked over and realized that they seemed to be resting. A few of them looked exceptionally pale.
In front of them was a bridge. There were seven pairs of pillars on both sides of the bridge, and each pair of pillars had a beast's head on it.
Feng Yang seemed to be talking to himself. "Just now, a few people walked on the beast bridge after exiting the fog. They were slightly injured, so they retreated to rest."
Fang Yun did not act rashly, as this was the final stage of the Holy Ground Road. It sounded very simple, and he just had to withstand the attacks of seven pairs of Demonic Beasts. However, it was very difficult to achieve.
Fang Yun had expended a lot of his talent energy, and he had used his Literary Courage many times. He did not rush to walk on the beast bridge, and decided to rest for a while.
An unusually friendly High Scholar smiled as he walked over. He asked, "Fang Zhenguo, right? I used my Literary Courage to survive the Weak Water Strange Wind and the fog. Of course, I used a little of my family's power. As for you, I'm curious how you solved the fog. "
Someone asked, "Brother Zong, why didn't you ask me?"
Fang Yun's heart skipped a beat.
Gyeongo's Half-saint's surname was Zong.
Fang Yun looked at High Scholar Zong. He did not look outstanding, but his friendly look made people let down their guard. He had an unparalleled affinity.
"I was lucky." Fang Yun smiled without any change in his expression.
"That's possible, but I believe that you didn't rely on luck. Also, Shi Jun has a good temper, but his disciple died because of you. As his master, he can't let it go. He might find trouble with you at the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight, "High Scholar Zong said.
"Thank you, Brother Zong."
"Don't mention it. The ten countries of the human race are connected. Maybe when we meet in the Holy Ruins, I will need your help. However, I think you don't care about Shi Jun. "High Scholar Zong smiled.
"You wouldn't care about Shi Jun if you said that you wanted to teach me a lesson at the Mid-Autumn Festival too," Fang Yun said with a smile.
"I had forgotten about it. The ten countries of the human race are connected. If he makes things difficult for you, I'll look for Notre-Dame's classmates and stop him together, "High Scholar Zong said.
"I'll thank you in advance, but I still don't know your name."
"Zong Wude."
"I guessed your name when I heard that your surname is Zong. Gyeongo's Twin Jade Annulus, Yan Yukong, Zong Wude. You live up to your name."
"I'm not as good as Yukong. I want to be a great scholar, but he wants to be a Half-saint. Come, let me introduce you to these people. " As he spoke, Zong Wude enthusiastically introduced the rest of the scholars to Fang Yun. Most of them were very polite, but there were a few who were very cold.
Fang Yun had heard of every name before. Almost all of them had appeared in the 'Wen Pao' in the past few years. Those who had not appeared in the 'Wen Pao' were from the aristocratic families. They did not need to publicize their Literary Name.
The top scholars of the Ten Nations were gathered here.
Not long after, Yan Yukong said, "See you all." Then, he walked towards the beast bridge with his hands behind his back.
Every time he walked past a pair of beast heads, Yan Yukong's body would tremble and he would slow down. When he reached the last pair of beast heads, his speed was comparable to a turtle's.
Finally, Yan Yukong crossed the beast bridge without any mishap. However, when he left the beast bridge, his clothes suddenly shattered and he had no choice but to change into a new set of High Scholar robes.
"Let me do it." The Mo Family disciple who was riding the mechanical elephant controlled the elephant to move forward.
Under everyone's gaze, the Mo Family disciple successfully crossed the beast bridge, but he walked much slower than Yan Yukong. At the end, he simply fell asleep on the elephant.
Next, a military disciple suddenly strode across the bridge at a speed even faster than Yan Yukong. However, when he crossed the last pair of beast heads, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"I've rested enough." Zong Wude then walked towards the beast bridge. After taking a few steps, Feng Yang followed him.
The rest of the people began to move. The top ten would receive double the moonlight, which was much more than the rewards for the rest. It might even be a life.
Fang Yun did not want to be outdone. He quickly walked onto the beast bridge and competed with the top scholars of the Ten Nations to be in the top ten.
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