"Li Changan, do you know what you are doing?" Gu Shihong's expression suddenly changed and he shouted at Li Changan.
Sheng Shiming also had an angry look on his face, but his tone was better than Gu Shihong's, "Uncle Zhongyong, stop now, we can pretend that nothing has happened."
Under their feet, a huge word "trapped" rotated quietly, drawing a golden circle about ten feet in diameter.
The two of them are tightly bound in this small space of heaven and earth. Even if they can fly, they cannot leave the circle.
Li Changan shrugged, "Chang'an understands, so please two adults wait here for a while."
"When I come back from Chang'an, I will listen to the teachings of these two adults."
After saying that, Li Changan cupped his fists and saluted the two of them.
Then, under everyone's horrified gaze, he boarded the Yunxia treasure ship and flew towards Wushan County.
Their philosophy is the destiny of the country and the unification of the Jin Dynasty.
But his reason is that Duke Xian of Zhao is kind to him, the millions of people in Wushan County, and the three southern prefectures downstream that are always threatened by floods.
It's all true.
But he recognized his own truth more.
There has been no unification for eight hundred years, and nothing happened to the Jin Dynasty for eight hundred years. Could it be that because this opportunity was missed, the Jin Dynasty perished?
This so-called unification of the country is simply a false proposition.
But in the three southern mansions, it is really clear that there are major events ahead of us!
The officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Southern Patrol Division who followed were all stunned by the scene in front of them.
"This...what the hell happened!?"
"Why did the Senator suddenly take action against the two Ministers?"
"Go to Wushan County at this time..."
They didn't dare to act rashly, let alone stop it.
Needless to say, the people in the Southern Patrol Division have been following Li Changan for a long time and have already been in awe of Li Changan.
In addition, everyone accepted the poems sent by Li Changan.
Subtly, he has begun to follow Li Changan more blindly.
They have long been accustomed to executing the orders of adults immediately.
I have basically never thought about blocking adults.
The officials of the Ministry of Rites were even more afraid to take action.
This was Li Changan who had become famous in the three southern provinces.
Their former colleagues now also respected Li Changan with utmost respect.
How dare they stop it now?
Everyone could only watch as Li Changan rushed into the world of Wushan County on the Yunxia Treasure Ship.
Li Changan stood on the deck, watching the battle scene getting closer and closer in front of him, his mind swaying.
The closer you get, the more terrifying you can feel its power.
It was really like a tsunami, with each wave getting higher than the next.
At this time, it is no longer a battle of grammar, but the literary spirit of the five third-grade Confucian scholars, overwhelming the luck gathered by the luck dragon.
The aftermath of the battle has weakened a lot, but there is still an astonishing pressure sweeping across from all directions.
Especially the ferocious aura of the Luck Dragon has reached an almost suffocating level.
The Yunxia treasure ship made an overwhelmed sound.
But Li Changan still tried his best to activate the Yunxia treasure ship and fly towards the blood-colored light pillar.
The reason why the luck dragon regained the upper hand.
A large part of the reason is because of the bloody light beam below.
This bloody beam of light must be destroyed in order to give the five third-grade scholars a chance to win.
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
The luck dragon attacks the Wenchang Monument again and again, trying to overthrow the Wenchang Monument.
Every collision will shatter the void, and the shock wave will rage in all directions.
The earth below rumbled and trembled, forests collapsed, mountains shattered, and floods raged.
If it weren't for the numerous mountains in Wushan County, all the people there would have died long ago.
But even so.
Today's Wushan County, except that there are still people alive, is no different from the doomsday destruction.
Li Changan struggled to control the Yunxia treasure ship, approaching the position where the blood-red light beam took off.
Looking at the large array of evil spirits gathering crazily on the ground, his eyes turned and murderous aura quickly rose up.
There were hundreds of people, and they all looked like people from the three counties.
Each of these people occupied an important position in the formation, and a huge formation covering a hundred feet was carved on the ground, filled with demon pills.
Even the formation talisman lines are carved with demon pills.
This makes this formation even able to intervene in the battle between the third-grade scholar and the luck dragon.
In addition to the formation, nearly a hundred people gathered. Each of these people was armed with weapons to guard against the surrounding situation.
When they saw the Yunxia Treasure Ship approaching rapidly, these people immediately took out their strong bows and crossbows and aimed at the Yunxia Treasure Ship.
"Whose orders are these guys following? Have they anticipated the existence of the Luck Dragon?"
"Did you even anticipate that a third-grade scholar would come to suppress it?"
Li Changan was filled with doubts, but his hand movements did not slow down because of this, and he directly tore off a piece of third-grade grammar.
The vast and majestic pressure of the third grade rose again.
"Bind!"
The ground ahead suddenly rumbled and trembled, and then emerald green vines emerged from the ground.
These vines swelled in the wind and spread quickly in all directions.
The formation that was hundreds of feet tall was invaded by green vines almost instantly. All those who were guarding the formation or on guard outside did not even have a chance to take action, and were directly tied into rice dumplings by the vines.
Even the mountains that have begun to collapse are tightly bound together by these wildly spreading vines.
Li Changan jumped down from the Yunxia treasure ship, put away the Yunxia treasure ship, then drew out the Hengyue sword and came to these people who could not move.
"You...what do you want to do!? We are the people of Wushan County. If you kill us..."
One person spoke immediately.
Unfortunately, before he could even finish his words, Li Changan chopped off his head with a knife.
Li Changan grabbed the man's head and saw the Gu worm that had eaten the eyeballs and jumped out.
"Sure enough, he is the same group as those killers who surrounded him before."
He crushed the Gu insect to death and glanced at these people.
"You are so powerful that you even have such a forbidden technique, so it's hard for me to even interrogate you..."
Li Changan threw away the head in his hand and raised the Hengyue knife, "But I don't like interrogating prisoners. As for which group you are..."
"It will always be found out."
After saying that, Li Changan passed over those who were on guard, walked into the formation first, slashed one head at a time, and collected tens of thousands of demon pills on the ground.
The auras on these demon elixirs are all at least level six, so you can imagine how precious they are.
"You guys are really willing to give up, you even have a fourth-grade demon pill..."
"Doesn't this cost money?"
Someone yelled at Li Changan, "We are the people of Wushan County. If you kill us, your luck will definitely backfire!"
"If you try to conquer Wushan County by then, you will have no chance."
"Luck backfires?" Li Changan was amused, "It's just you?"
"As for conquering Wushan County, I'm not the emperor, so it's none of my business!?"
"What nonsense is the national destiny, go to hell."
Li Changan slashed one head at a time and chopped more vigorously, "Do you really think I care about this thing?"
"You want to threaten me so stupidly?"
"Your grandpa, I never accept threats!"
The head rolled down, and the Gu worms came out of the eye sockets after eating the eyes, but they were crushed one by one by Li Changan.
In the span of almost a stick of incense, hundreds of heads fell to the ground.
All the demon pills on the ground were collected by Li Changan.
Finally, the blood-colored light beam that poured directly into the body of the luck dragon suddenly disappeared.
The luck dragon roared crazily.
Before, there was resistance from the bloody beam of light.
But now, the terrifying pressure has been suppressed without any reservation.
Li Changan was instantly pinned into the rocks, his whole body seemed to be embedded in it, and he couldn't even lift his head.
"You... uncle..."
Li Changan was lying on the rock, his back seemed to be pressed by a mountain, and the bones in his body were creaking and he was overwhelmed.
And soon cracks began to appear on the bones.
Heartbreaking pain swept through his whole body.
Li Changan could do nothing but grit his teeth and grit his teeth.
At the same time, the five third-grade Confucian scholars above who were trying their best to suppress the Wenchang Monument suddenly felt that the power below them was a little weaker.
"This kid Li Changan..." Qin Zhenliang's eyes were complicated, and the literary energy in his body poured into the Wenchang Monument desperately, trying to add as much suppressive power to the Wenchang Monument as possible.
"We all owe him our lives..."
Several other third-grade scholars looked at Li Changan who was crushed like a dead dog, with mixed feelings in their hearts.
Li Changan solved the bloody beam of light below, and the Luck Dragon lost the help from the outside world and directly saved the lives of several of them.
But now, because of Li Changan's actions, the court will definitely punish him.
Even because it affected the great cause of unification for eight hundred years, it is very possible to be beheaded.
Zhao Hongshan sighed, "This kid..."
At this moment, the luck dragon once again burst out with astonishing power and hit the Wenchang Monument crazily.
The five people immediately came to their senses and frantically poured literary energy into the Wenchang Monument.
The two sides once again fell into a stalemate.
Outside Osan County.
Gu Shihong and Sheng Shiming, who were trapped by the third-grade grammar, were already so angry that they were filled with smoke.
"This lawless Li Changan! He will definitely suffer a lot this time!"
Gu Shihong's eyes widened in anger. He was already a fourth-grade scribe, but even so, he still couldn't break through the difficult grammar of the third-grade scribe. He could only stare angrily.
"Hindering the imperial court's great cause of unification, I wonder if White Deer Academy can protect him this time!" Sheng Shiming looked at the stalemate in Wushan County, his beard trembling with anger,
Gu Shihong inhaled repeatedly, but the anger in his heart could not be suppressed.
"So what if we destroy the blood-colored light beam below? Isn't it still useless!?"
"A martial artist with no literary skills, what else does he have besides the support of White Deer Academy?"
When the officials of the Ministry of Rites saw this, they couldn't help but shrink their necks in fear.
"Li Chang'an was in trouble this time. He didn't take action against the two ministers. He went to Wushan County and was unable to achieve any miraculous feats."
"The imperial court will never give up."
"Just thinking about it makes me shudder."
But a group of officials from the Southern Patrol Department gathered together,
Zeng Shicai looked at the others and said, "I'm afraid something will happen to you, sir. Let's all think of a way together to make sure you don't let this happen to you."
"On weekdays, adults treat you and me very well. During the disaster relief tour in the south, most of what you and I received was from adults."
"I have to help you get through this difficult time..."
The rest of the people also nodded, "Yes, your Excellency has taken great credit for the disaster relief tour in the south. How can we suffer disaster just because of one thing?"
"Although we are in a humble position, we must try our best."
…
at the same time,
Li Changan, who was so pressed that he couldn't even lift his head, had his Chinese cultural energy and martial arts energy running wildly.
A little indescribable aura slowly rose from his body.
The one hundred and eight martial arts points that were originally on display began to be opened one by one.
One hundred and thirty...one hundred and fifty...
One hundred and eighty-four!
All the martial arts points were opened, and the one hundred and eighty-four dragon-elephant inner elixirs were rotating continuously. Li Changan was finally able to lift his head and move his fingers.
Li Changan summoned the grammatical weapon and used all his strength to tear one into pieces.
The third-level pressure suddenly appeared, finally temporarily offsetting the astonishing pressure transmitted from above.
Li Changan breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around hard, lay on the pile of rubble, and looked at the sky.
The confrontation above continues.
Without the support of the bloody light pillar, the Luck Dragon cannot rise any higher, but the five third-grade Confucian scholars cannot suppress the Luck Dragon.
The two sides have returned to the same starting line again.
"When manpower is limited, even a third-grade scholar cannot have endless literary talent."
"But the luck dragon is able to mobilize Wushan County's luck for its own use. It was also blessed by the formation just now, so its power must be even longer."
"The current deadlock must be broken, otherwise... Zhao Xiangong and the others will not be able to hold on for long!"
Li Changan's thoughts turned rapidly, his eyes filled with worry.
"But in this situation, what's the use of exposing my literary skills?"
"Seventh-grade scribe, seventh-grade martial artist... If I didn't have the grammatical treasure, I wouldn't even be qualified to survive!"
Li Changan said to himself,
"What else do I have? Is there anything else that can affect the current battle situation?"
He deleted the things on his body over and over in his mind.
Suddenly, he froze.
He glanced at the Hengyue Sword in his hand, and then at the luck dragon in the sky.
"The only thing that can destroy luck... is luck..."
Li Changan murmured, "I don't have anything else, but I still have luck!"
"This Hengyue Sword condensed half of the luck gathered in "Song of Righteousness" and became the magic weapon of luck."
"As long as it can have a slight impact on the luck dragon, it can also provide help to Zhao Xiangong and others!"
He gritted his teeth and said, "That's it!"
"What a lucky dragon, if my Hengyue sword is broken, I will definitely settle the score with you!"
While there is still level 3 pressure to withstand the pressure from above.
Li Changan grabbed the grammatical strategy, boarded the Yunxia treasure ship, and soared into the sky.
Zhao Hongshan and the five people standing high in the sky couldn't help but shrink their pupils when they saw Li Changan's movements.
"This kid...what is he going to do!?"
I saw Li Changan quickly ascending to the same height as the Luck Dragon, and with the help of the third-grade grammar, he barely managed to get close to the distance of 300 feet.
Holding a Baichuan bow in hand, he stretched the bow and set an arrow.
But this time the arrow was no longer an ordinary arrow, but a Hengyue sword!
Use the sword as an arrow!
Li Changan found the only grammar that was related to attack from the only four grammar treasures left.
Use the Hengyue sword to provoke this grammatical strategy.
Facing the surging air waves, he aimed at the luck dragon that was frantically attacking the Wenchang Monument.
The air waves hit the Yunxia treasure ship like a hurricane, but there was no foreign object in Li Changan's eyes.
"The Grammar of Luck - Strong Armor and Sharp Soldiers!"