Ji Anchang's poem was the same as Gyeongo's. It had both praise and criticism, but it focused more on criticism.
This poem meant that some of Fang Yun's poems were very strange and could be said to be the strangest in the world. Many people tried to imitate them. However, it was difficult for people to surpass him, but they tried to imitate him. This led to the spread of this unhealthy trend. Who was the one who caused this bad influence?
The Gyeongo people immediately used some of Fang Yun's strange poems as examples, such as the cross palindrome poem, the four seasons palindrome poem, and so on.
Ji Anchang's quick thinking caused the scholars of Jing Country to have a sense of crisis. Many of them were secretly composing poems, wanting to retaliate against Ji Anchang. However, they realized that they couldn't fight against Ji Anchang with their own strength.
Many Jingguo people sighed softly. If they were prepared, they would not lose to Ji Anchang. However, they were not strong enough to compete with Ji Anchang.
At this moment, the Jingguo scholars missed Fang Yun very much.
Just when the Jingguo people were at their wits' end, the white-haired Kang Ha-chuan stood up and said with a smile, "The Old Man wanted to be a bystander, but he could not bear to see people trying to confuse the truth. Therefore, I wrote a poem to show my sincerity. "
After he finished speaking, Jiang Hechuan muttered to himself for a moment before reciting, "Do not doubt the fate that has not yet arrived. Pass it to the Ancestor of Prime Minister to recount who was first. Don't judge him as a scholar. Turn him into a teacher who is your teacher. "
After reciting the poem, Kang Ha-chuan smiled and said, "The main purpose of this poem is not to defend Fang Yun. I am just telling the truth. Please don't fall into an unjust situation because of personal feelings."
The Jingguo people were proud, but they did not praise him loudly. They showed a humble attitude. The Gyeongo people did not refute him either. Some of them even felt ashamed.
This poem had explained what Kang Ha-chuan wanted to say. There was no doubt that those who attacked Fang Yun were not as good as Fang Yun. Learning from each other and inheriting the wisdom of the ancestors did not matter who came first. The true way of learning was to eliminate those poems with poor form and content, those poems that were close to the style of the Book of Songs, and try to learn from as many people as possible.
Kang Ha-chuan did not say it clearly, but everyone knew that Kang Ha-chuan was actually saying that those who attacked Fang Yun had deviated from the Divine Path and violated the original intention of the poem.
Many Gyeongo people secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Kang Ha-chuan was famous for being a gentleman. If he was as direct as Zhang Poyue or Li Wenying, this poem would probably make some scholars lose their courage.
There was a short silence in the Literary Gathering, but then some people who were not convinced began to make noise again. Those who praised Fang Yun and those who belittled Fang Yun alternated. Especially on the list, it became a fierce battlefield.
In the sky above the Academy of Literature, the Talent Qi that was like the scorching sun was constantly expanding. This was because regardless of whether it was praising or belittling Fang Yun, as long as the Talent Qi was formed, it would fly inside and continue to expand.
A few Gyeongo people realized that if this continued, it might help Fang Yun. However, both the Literary Gathering and the list had gone out of control. Neither the Gyeongo monarch nor the great Confucian scholars could stop the situation from developing.
While the Sheng Apricot Literary Gathering was unprecedentedly lively, in the mysterious herb garden in the Ancient God Pagoda in the Sacred Burial Valley, the battle between Fang Yun and the Shell Wing Emperor seemed to be coming to an end.
The Shell Wing Emperor's eight Shell Wing Swords were extremely powerful. Each Shell Wing Sword was as powerful as a Literary Master's Sword of Words. Not to mention that Fang Yun could not use his Qi of Talent, even if he could, he might not be able to block all of them.
Fang Yun secretly tried out his treasures. He realized that all the treasures that he could use were not powerful enough because of the lack of Qi of Heaven and Earth. If he really wanted to use them, it would be a waste of power. Activating those treasures would consume a huge amount of Holy Qi and the power of decay.
Fang Yun took a deep breath and decided to use the Divine Words Grand Spell.
Fang Yun's expression was solemn. He held his New Commentary on the Analects with both hands and gently flipped the pages. In an instant, he turned to the nineteenth chapter of the Analects.
Noticing that Fang Yun's expression was strange, the Shell Wing Emperor became alert. He looked at the book in Fang Yun's hands and realized that the book did not radiate any power. It was not a holy book. He smiled. As long as it was not a holy book, even the famous Confucian True Writings could not threaten him. After all, the Confucian True Writings could only be activated by absorbing Qi of Heaven and Earth.
Under the Shell Wing Emperor's smiling gaze, Fang Yun slowly said, "All the Saints are present. I am indebted to you. Let my words resonate with the Saints!"
Fang Yun's words sounded like an ordinary voice. No one would have any special feelings after hearing them. However, after Fang Yun finished speaking, these words were like a thunderclap that once again exploded in the minds of the listeners.
The Shell Wing Emperor felt his head explode. His ears were filled with the resounding sound.
"You dare to use the Divine Words Grand Spell?" The Shell Wing Emperor's expression changed drastically, but then he sneered.
The Divine Words Grand Spell was not a real killing power. It was different from battle poems. It was more like a power that indirectly affected people.
"Go ahead. I'll wait for you to use it. You're just a Realm Four Scholar. If you dare to use the Divine Words Grand Spell, you won't even know how you died. Use it. It'll save me some effort. After all, if I really want to kill you, I'll have to take some risks and use some treasures that I don't want to use. "The Shell Wing Emperor looked at Fang Yun as if he was watching a show.
After Fang Yun finished speaking, a jade bottle appeared in his hand. A drop of blood flew out and landed on the Saint Soul Rune Platform.
The Saint Blood turned into a statue.
"Half-saint Zi Gong …" The Shell Wing Emperor recognized the statue immediately.
Fang Yun stood up straight. He did not look at the Shell Wing Emperor. Instead, he looked at his New Commentary on the Analects of Confucius and started reading like an honest student.
"Zi Gong said, 'The wall of the Master is too high. No one can enter it.'"
Fang Yun's voice was like the morning bell. It spread throughout Coffin Island. It was like rolling thunder that never stopped.
A courtyard appeared out of thin air. Fang Yun stood in the empty space inside the courtyard.
The courtyard was not big. It was only four to five feet wide. But strangely, if one looked closely, they would see countless buildings inside. Each building was luxurious. It was like Dragon City's palace or Kong City's entire city.
There were mysteries hidden in the calmness.
Nothing seemed to have changed. But the Shell Wing Emperor's eight blades were like ants on a hot pan. They flew around the courtyard. They could clearly fly over the courtyard wall and attack Fang Yun from midair, but they were like fools, completely unaware of this.
The Shell Wing Emperor hurriedly controlled the eight blades. But no matter what he did, the eight blades could not fly over the walls.
Because compared to the eight blades, the walls were infinitely tall.
To the Shell Wing Emperor, the walls were also infinitely tall!
"What a Zi Gong Sacred Words!" The Shell Wing Emperor had seen such a sacred word spell before.
This Zi Gong Sacred Words was related to a story.
There was a person called Uncle Wu in the State of Lu. He sowed discord, saying that Zi Gong was more virtuous than Confucius.
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