Chapter 46: Persimmons have to be picked on the soft ones
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In the snow-covered secret realm of Broken Bridge, there are big monsters waiting around. Even if three fifth-grade Confucian scholars want to protect Li Xingyun out of the Broken Bridge Formation, it will not be an easy task.
Li Hongying from behind also quickly dealt with the big demon and caught up.
The five people reunited and stood on a broken bridge. The surroundings were surrounded by snow and fog, making it increasingly difficult to see clearly.
"How's it going? Is there any information available about the harvest?" Li Xingyun asked.
"If I'm not mistaken, that wolf demon belongs to the snow wolf demon that haunts the ice fields. They are rough-skinned and thick-flesh, and they are not afraid of the biting bones in the ice lake. If the musket wasn't possessed by you, it could use a trace of
I'm afraid it's not that easy to kill it. There's another thing you need to be careful about. The one I killed was injured and must have been in this secret realm for a while. If it has a companion, it should be careful about this one.
I have some understanding of the secret realm.”
When it comes to life safety, Li Hongying is like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube, and clearly explains everything she realizes, whether it is correct or not.
Hearing this, Han Lin, who had always been serious, suddenly realized something, and said a little ugly: "No wonder I felt something was wrong from just now. These hundreds of broken bridges seem to be motionless, but we have been marching for so long, but they are still
Did not arrive at Baidi.”
"Under our feet, there are probably many monsters who are constantly moving the broken bridge, but we don't know it!"
"They can even use the means arranged by the saint?" Li Hongying asked in surprise.
In her eyes, she realized that the half-saint who guarded the world in the Tang Holy Court was a person that even her father was in awe of. The back-up plan arranged by a Confucian saint of that level could actually be changed by some great demon at will?
"These hundreds of broken bridges are formations. Since they are formations, they naturally have formation eyes. If they seal the formation eyes, they can naturally turn these broken bridges into mortal bridges. Monsters are born to be able to move huge rocks, let alone big monsters.
Want to move a broken bridge that can only accommodate less than ten people?”
Confucian Hanlin felt awe-inspiring and guessed: "These big demons want to exhaust our talents and physical strength first, which means they still have a commander, which means that the sixth-grade big demon you killed, but
It's just a subordinate of the commander-in-chief. There is a fifth-level demon master in this secret realm!!!"
After deducing that there was a fifth-level demon master in this secret realm, several people suddenly felt that the pressure on their shoulders was a little heavier.
The fifth-level demon master leads the team, and his intelligence is no longer inferior to that of humans.
"Where is the formation eye?" Li Hongying asked hurriedly. Even she knew now that if they didn't find the location of the formation eye quickly, they would have no choice but to waste their energy on these broken bridges with the big monsters.
The three Confucian Hanlin thought deeply, how could they guess the methods of the saint?
But Li Xingyun, who had not spoken for a long time, thought of something.
He looked at the three Hanlin officials and said, "Can the seniors temporarily isolate a space to shield it from the outside world?"
Upon hearing this, the commoner Hanlin recited a poem, and his talent surged out. The poetic culture created a curtain of light and enveloped the few people. The curtain of light suddenly became quiet, and even the howling wind and snow could not be heard.
"Tell me, have you discovered anything?" Buyi Hanlin asked.
Li Xingyun didn't hesitate and said directly: "One thing can be inferred, their paper strength should be inferior to ours, otherwise there is no need to go to such trouble and just crush us."
"Since the paper strength is not as good as ours, we may be able to spread out and move in different directions."
As soon as he finished saying this, the stern-faced civilian Hanlin directly refused: "We can't disperse. If something happens to you, how can we explain it to the saint?"
In one sentence, how to warm him up for a day?
Li Xingyun looked at the cold-hearted old man in civilian clothes and thought happily.
"Listen to me first."
"By moving the broken bridge, they are simultaneously preventing us from going to the stone bridge, and they will also prevent us from contacting the position of the formation eye. In this case, we only need to spread out and move forward. If they are not as strong as us, they want to rush over all at once.
It’s not easy either, there will always be times when things go wrong. If something suddenly jumps out to stop us from moving forward, maybe that direction leads to either Baidi or the formation eye.”
"Okay! Let's do it!" Li Hongying held the spear in her hand with an expression of eagerness to try. She didn't want to be manipulated by those monsters here, it was so frustrating!
"No!" Han Lin immediately poured a basin of cold water on him and said: "According to your method, all five of us may have to be separated to achieve the desired effect! Even if you are allowed to follow any one of you,
There’s no guarantee that those monsters won’t change their strategy and attack places where you are present. After all, bringing a child to fight against the enemy may restrict the performance of a fifth-grade Hanlin. The risk is too great!”
Seeing that he was still worried about his own safety, Li Xingyun turned over his hand and took out the Confucian Holy Page from the Wen Palace.
"Confucian Holy Page!!!" When the three Hanlin officials saw what was in Li Xingyun's hand, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they almost temporarily ignored the dangers around them!
"You actually have a Confucian holy page??? This is a Confucian treasure that can only be made by a Confucian saint, and its value is no less than that of ordinary saints' cultural treasures!!"
"How is it possible? How did you get the Confucian Holy Page?"
"This is impossible! No! Even if you are a former saint, it is absolutely impossible for you to obtain such a treasure as a Confucian saint!"
Seeing the three Hanlins acting like they had never seen the world, Li Hongying said casually: "How is it possible for the man in front of you to use a war poem that is spread all over the world to gain the strength of Confucianism?"
Got a Confucian Holy Page?"
"What?"
The brains of the three people shut down on the spot, and there was a hint of pleading for reassurance in their eyes when they looked at Li Hongying.
"Are you saying that this Confucian Holy Page was obtained by him in exchange for a poem that was spread throughout the world, or a war poem???"
"Are you sure it's a war poem?"
"Are you sure you are a lower-level Chuantian??"
In just one breath, Li Hongying was confused by the three people asking questions one after another.
She really couldn't get along with Confucianism, and her head was still a bit fried at the moment.
On the other hand, Li Xingyun, who was on the side, saw that the three Hanlin officials had deviated from the direction at this moment, so he quickly returned to the topic and said: "Seniors, now is not the time to discuss this. Let's find a way to solve the matter at hand first."
When the three Hanlin officials heard this, they reluctantly came to their senses from Li Xingyun.
A war poem passed down to the world!
This thing is much more attractive than a secret place!
"In this case, we won't say anything else. Having the Confucian Holy Page is equivalent to having a great Confucian protecting you! Even a fifth-level demon master can't do anything to you. Now we have to worry about ourselves." One of the Hanlin said himself
He said in amusement, without showing any real fear on his face.
"Then proceed as mentioned before and let's go!" Hanlin Li was very decisive in removing the restrictions. He wanted to win quickly and didn't want to waste any time here.
In an instant, Li Hongying took the lead and rushed in one direction, leaving a fiery red afterimage that burned the wind and snow in the air.
When the three Hanlin officials saw this, they also chanted the hanging poem.
They do not have the God-given ability to rise to the top like a great scholar, and they still need the help of poetry.
Soon, the three of them headed in the other three directions.
As for Li Xingyun, after losing the attention of the four fifth-grade ones, he was also very energetic.
He opened the book!
He had already read through it on the White Dragon Chariot before, and directly locked on a golden holy page.
Hiss!!!
At the same time, he suddenly felt something move on the broken bridge under his feet.
"As expected, Persimmon is still picky about the weak, and the wisdom of the demon clan is not all stupid." Li Xingyun was a little helpless, he had been wary of this for a long time.
But when he was really treated as a soft persimmon by the demon clan, he still felt a little angry in his heart.
"Don't treat the former Saint Tongsheng as a human being!"
He poured a ray of talent from the literary palace into the golden holy page in his hand to activate the lines in it.
Rumble!!!
In just an instant, the lines under his feet were all gone, and densely packed symbols were laid out layer after layer.
It continued to rotate around the ground beneath Li Xingyun's feet, eventually covering him from head to toe.
Wow!!
It was also at this time that a snow wolf demon broke out of the ice lake. Its thick and powerful body was like a wild horse, and its mane was originally wet. However, when it jumped out and entered the lake, it took less than a second to
Frozen into ice slag.
The huge snow-colored body opened its mouth with enough blood to swallow a man alive, and came straight towards Li Xingyun.
"Array up! Where I am is on a broken bridge a hundred meters away!"
A holy page gave Li Xingyun the power to speak out the laws and regulations of the great Confucian scholar, with a hiss.
The Snow Wolf Demon jumped into the air and hit the broken bridge heavily. Its fierce face looked a little confused and bewildered at the moment.
It remembered that it had clearly chosen a soft persimmon that could be easily crushed to death and was ready to have a feast???
Haunted??
Its limbs propped up its huge body, standing on the broken bridge, with the aura of an aloof wolf king. It glanced around, its sight blocked by the wind and snow, and even the saint was helpless.