Ji Shou-woo spat out a mouthful of blood and stuffed a pill into his mouth. The Scholar of Medicine immediately took out a medical book to treat him.
"Brother Shou Yu!" Many people quickly walked over.
Ji Shou-woo's face was shrouded in dark clouds. He wiped the blood off his beard and pointed at the mountain on the far left, slowly saying, "The Plague Lord's power is hidden there."
"What?" Several dozen Scholars cried out in unison.
There were many Half-saint beasts, and those at the peak of Half-saint, below the Great Saint realm, could be conferred the title of Holy Lord. The Plague Lord was one of the Holy Lords of the Demon Realm.
"I should have thought of it!" Kong Detian said through gritted teeth.
Fang Yun felt a chill run down his spine.
Unlike the Demon Barbarians who liked to risk their lives, the Plague Lord was an extremely unique Demon Saint. He rarely appeared in person and liked to use plagues and illusions to achieve his goals. In terms of the art of war, the Plague Lord was far inferior to the Soldier Barbarian Saint, but in terms of viciousness, even ten thousand Soldier Barbarian Saints could not compare to the Plague Lord.
The Plague Lord was one of the Half-saint beasts that the Human Race did not want to provoke.
Before the Great Battle of Two World Mountain, the Human Half-saint had fought with the Demon Barbarian Saints many times in other ancient lands, but no matter which Half-saint it was, they could only run far away from the Plague Lord. It was only after Zhang Zhongjing became a Saint and used the Holy Book "Treatise on Various Types of Typhoid" to dispel the Plague Lord's power that the Plague Lord retreated slightly.
Ever since Zhang Zhongjing became a Saint, the Human Race's Medicine Dao greatly developed, and the Plague Lord remained dormant until Zhang Zhongjing died. The Plague Lord reappeared and no one could stop him.
"The Plague Lord is a Half-saint in the end. How could he hide from the Holy Temple and the Hunting Ground?"
Kong Detian sighed helplessly, "The Plague Lord's plagues have an extremely terrifying innate ability, 'Resurgence'! He sent the 'dead' plague into the bodies of the Barbarian Barbarian captives and entered the Hunting Ground. No matter how strong the Holy Temple and the Hunting Ground were, they could not discover a plague that was no longer a threat. After the Hunting Ground was isolated by the shadow of the Moon Tree, the plague naturally revived. And inherit his will! Now, the Lord of Pestilence is probably nurturing the power of his Plague Clone. Once he has enough time, we will definitely die. "
Lei Li's face was ashen as he said, "Since it's the Lord of Plagues, then we have no chance of winning. You don't know that the Plague Lord is a descendant of the Apocalypse Emperor and possesses the bloodline of the Ancestor God! Any trace of the plague was equivalent to his incarnation. We are fighting against a Half-saint avatar! "
A thick sense of sorrow lingered in the hearts of most of the Grand Scholars.
"How could the Half-saint of the human race not detect it? Since you already know that Fang Zhenguo is Xusheng, why are you still taking captives from the outside world?! "He Ludong was furious.
Sun Renbing said, "I'm always in the Desolate City Ancient Lands. He knew a thing or two about this. After the Saints found out about the Lunar Tree's Divine Punishment, the Hunting Ground Island no longer accepted foreign captives. The last time the Hunting Ground Island accepted captives was three months ago! "
"Impossible! Three months ago, how could the Barbarian Saints have predicted that Fang Xusheng would definitely participate in this year's Spring Hunt! No matter how strong the Plague Lord is, he can't 'rise from the ashes' for more than a year, or else he would really be dead. "
"Don't underestimate the Barbarians! They like to fight with brute force, but the Half-saint of the Ape Race, Snake Race, Fox Race, and some Barbarian Race are very good at scheming. The Saints of the human race planned to kill the Barbarian Saints, and then borrowed the power of the Lunar Tree's Divine Punishment to kill two Barbarian Saints in a row. We lost. " Ji Shou-woo's words were full of sorrow.
Everyone understood Ji Shou-woo's meaning. Fang Yun's future achievements would surpass all the Half-saint, and he would be of great use to the human race. If Fang Yun died. Not to mention killing three Barbarian Saints, even if they killed thirty Barbarian Saints, the human race would suffer a crushing defeat.
"Hehe, who still dares to say that the Barbarians aren't targeting Fang Yun now?" The anger in Lei Li's eyes dissipated. But the hatred in his eyes deepened.
Fang Yun looked at Lei Li and smiled calmly, "Maybe after tomorrow. We will be buried in the Hunting Ground. After that, will I be able to hurt you, Lei Li, and harm your Lei family, or will you be able to destroy my Jingguo? Lei Li, why can't you see past this? "
Fang Yun shook his head after he finished speaking.
Lei Li lowered his head and didn't say anything.
The onlooker sees more clearly than the person involved.
Ji Zhibai was completely disheartened. His handsome face was incomparably gloomy, but it quickly regained its color. He sighed softly, "This isn't the Saint Origin World. Not to mention the fact that the Saints can't reach here, even if they do, they will be blocked by the Demon Realm. In the Saint Origin World, the human race can resist the Demon Realm, but outside the Saint Origin World, the Barbarian Saints can suppress the human race! I didn't expect you to not lose to me, but die with me at the hands of the Barbarians. Forget it, let's forget about the previous grudges. Before I die, I am willing to fight side by side with Fang Xusheng! "
Ji Zhibai let out a long sigh of relief. Suddenly, his literary palace emitted a soft sound, and the dust cleared. He had officially entered the first realm of literary courage.
Everyone was stunned. Even Ji Zhibai was stunned.
It was very difficult for ordinary Scholars to reach the first realm of literary courage. Those who did were mostly old Scholars who were over forty years old. Geniuses like Yan Yukong were few and far between.
Ji Zhibai had only become a Scholar for slightly more than a year. He didn't learn Fang Yun's poems. He was already considered a genius to be able to reach the first realm of literary courage.
Ji Zhibai smiled helplessly, "Who would have thought that Fang Zhenguo's words would help me break through. This is a rare opportunity. If I don't die, there is hope for me to become a Great Scholar! Thank you, Brother Fang! "Ji Zhibai finished speaking and bowed to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun didn't move. He accepted Ji Zhibai's bow. Fang Yun could feel that Ji Zhibai's words were full of sincerity. There wasn't a trace of impurity in them.
Fang Yun smiled and nodded lightly, "The cold wind and the spring sun fight for the willow. The civil officials and generals seek to be conferred the title of Marquis. Heroes of all ages hate each other, but meeting each other with a smile dissolves all enmity. "
The surroundings were silent.
"What a great 'meeting each other with a smile dissolves all enmity'! Just this sentence alone is worthy of Mingzhou. " Ji Zhibai suddenly shook his head and smiled wryly. Fang Yun's poem had spoken to the bottom of his heart. The two of them were completely at odds with each other because of Minister Liu. What they fought for was nothing more than fame, power, and the Divine Path. If the two of them could reach the Divine Path in the end, perhaps the enmity of the past could really be resolved.
However, the Plague Lord had cut off their Divine Path.
Qiao Juze sighed softly, "Fang Yun's words shocked Ji Zhibai, but meeting each other with a smile dissolves all enmity. If today's matter can be passed down to future generations, it will definitely become a much-told story. "
Yan Yukong looked at Fang Yun and Ji Zhibai and sighed, "Before today, the two of them were still fighting to the death. Who would have thought that in the face of certain death, Fang Xusheng would be the first to let go of the enmity in his heart? Then, by a freak combination of factors, it became Ji Zhibai. Of course, this matter will become a much-told story. "
Ji Zhibai shook his head softly. He was very emotional.
"Brother Lei, what about you?" Ma Chaoming asked.
Lei Li snorted disdainfully and said, "He ruined the reputation and fortune of the Lei family. How can such a huge enmity be resolved? Even if the Plague Lord kills me, I want to be the last one to die! I want to see Fang Yun die in front of me with my own eyes! "
"That rascal is not worth my time!" Ma Chaoming gnashed his teeth in hatred.
Lei Li laughed, and his eyes were even more arrogant. He said, "The Lei family clearly distinguishes between kindness and enmity! Fang Yun first ruined the reputation of the Lei family, and then he wants us to be buried with him. How can I forget all enmity with a smile? I still curse him to die a horrible death! "
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