Chapter 601 Han Yan Falls, Daliang Wins

"The Fish Leaping Dragon Gate Pendant, the Water Cold Sword, the Winter Cold Sword Spike, the Vertical and Horizontal Sword Technique, coupled with the inheritance of Master Mirage's talent, and the Heaven and Earth Sword in Confucian Sword Technique, so many opportunities have converged on Little Friend Ci, I am here In one battle, the defeat will not be unjust.”

"I, Han Yan, have been seven hundred and fifty-two years since I was born. I entered the Chinese ink at the age of seven, was born as a boy at the age of ten, reached the state of scholar at the age of fifteen, broke through to be elected as a scholar at the age of twenty-one, and participated in the Tianxuan in the same year. In the Battle of Man, he won the second place in the Battle of Heaven and Man. He became a Jinshi at the age of thirty and then entered Tianguan alone. He entered the Imperial Academy at the age of forty-two, became a great Confucian at the age of fifty-seven, and became a literary giant at the age of ninety-four. At this level, he was recognized by Han Sheng Xuying, obtained his inherited treasure, and his combat power surpassed that of all Korean scholars of that generation. At the age of two hundred and fourteen, he gathered the Dao Fruit and became a saint, breaking through to the semi-saint level. "

"I have spent more than four hundred years of my life in the Heaven Pass. At the age of five hundred and sixty-seven, under the orders of the Former Master Palace, I led a group of literary giants deep into the realm of chaos to explore the top secrets of the Immortal Clan. "

"Unexpectedly, we were ambushed by the Desolate Clan. Among the one hundred and twenty-eight people in our group, only one writer and I were able to survive with Mr. Ning's support. However, I suffered irreversible injuries and my foundation was damaged. Although I survived, my body was incomplete. Afterwards, I thought about whether the ambush was related to the Master's Palace, because it was too strange, but I didn't dare to think about it. Finally, under Mr. Ning's persuasion, I left Tianguan. , returned to Han Sheng Academy and became an ordinary teacher.”

"I have never slacked off in my practice all my life, because I understand that the enemies outside the gates of heaven are more terrifying than we imagined, and the semi-saint realm is just a drop in the ocean. Throughout my life, I am worthy of heaven, earth, and Heart."

Han Yan's voice became louder and louder, but his breath became weaker and weaker. By the end, he almost exhausted all his strength, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his soul.

"My biggest regret is not being able to see the alien race destroyed and Tianyuan unified!"

Han Yan's injuries continued to recover, and his broken arm grew again. Han Yan's entire body was covered with rich talent, making his face blurred, and a great majesty emanated from his body. At this moment, he It was as if he had returned to his most powerful era.

But everyone present understood that this was the talent of heaven and earth taking care of Han Yan, who was about to fall, allowing him to bid farewell to the world at his peak in his peak period.

"Mr. Han, have a good trip."

All the literati present bowed deeply to Han Yan to show their respect.

"I also wish that you can have a clear conscience like me in your literary career."

Han Yan's voice sounded again, and then his figure became lighter and fainter, and finally turned into a purple light of talent and completely disappeared between heaven and earth. This light of talent lasted for a long time before gradually dissipating.

"Oh, why bother?"

Meng Kai's figure appeared from the sky. He first sighed and saluted in the direction where the light of talent disappeared. Then he turned to look at the people below and said: "This is the battle between literary giants in the literati battlefield. The winner is Daliang. According to the previous agreement, if the remaining Korean literati want to leave, the literati above the Jinshi have to go to Tianguan. The literati below the Jinshi swear here as a saint that they will not come to Daliang in the future. Enemies, those who violate the law can only leave if they are counterattacked by the civilized way."

"Of course, if you want to continue the fierce battle, you can, but Liang Wenhao can take action."

Meng Kai's voice reached the ears of everyone on the battlefield. The Korean literati looked at each other in shock. In the end, most of them chose to leave. As for the literati above Jinshi, they were all marked by Meng Kai with a talent mark, which would guide them where to go. Tianguan, if they don't abide by the agreement and go to Tianguan, this talent brand will directly detonate, blowing them to pieces.

Of course, there were also some literati who chose to continue fighting to the death, but a big literary giant used his talents to coerce them and crushed them directly.

At this point, the Korean literati and the army were all defeated by Da Liang, which also declared that Korea has been destroyed from today on.

After everything was settled, Meng Kai was ready to leave. Before he left, he took a deep look at Ci Song and praised softly, "God bless Confucianism."

After saying that, Meng Kai turned into a ray of talent and soared into the sky before disappearing into the sky.

"Little friend Ci, how are you?"

Zhang Wenlong took the lead and flew to Ci Song's side. He also half-knelt on the ground and supported Ci Song.

"Mr. Zhang, send...send me back...to the General's Mansion."

After saying that, Ci Song's eyes darkened and he fainted in an instant. In fact, he had been holding on for dear life. Although using the "Orb of Literary Fortune" allowed him to temporarily achieve the realm of a literary giant, it caused great damage to his Dantian and body. Even though Yuyue Longmenpei has been repairing his body, the gap in realm makes Ci Song's body still on the verge of collapse.

In order to alleviate this pain, Ci Song asked Mirage to use mirage energy to weaken his ability to perceive pain in the form of an illusion. But now that everything was over, Ci Song instantly lifted the illusion, and the pain came like a tide, directly hurting He fainted.

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When Ci Song woke up, it was already seven days later. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was soaked in a medicine bucket, and the strong smell of herbs assaulted his nostrils.

"Master, you are awake."

A middle-aged man in gray clothes with an ordinary face and a pair of mustaches, who looked about forty years old, was walking to the barrel with a pot of herbs. When he saw Ci Song waking up, his face suddenly lit up.

"Uncle Xu?"

Ci Song frowned slightly. He naturally knew this middle-aged man. He was Xu Hongyuan, a farmer's disciple who had been away from the general's mansion for many years and had his own medicinal field. The medicinal bath that Ci Song had taken during the three-month devil training was the herbs provided by Xu Hongyuan.

"The young master's physique is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people. I estimated that the young master would wake up at least the day after tomorrow, but I didn't expect it to be early."

Xu Hongyuan put the wooden basin in his hand aside and poured the herbs in it into the wooden barrel. Suddenly, Ci Song felt a cool feeling flowing into his body through his pores, making his somewhat hot body cooler.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Ci Song asked.

"The young master has been in a coma for seven days, and the young mistress has also been here to guard you for seven days. Because she couldn't bear it, she went to rest."

As Xu Hongyuan spoke, he raised his hand to release his talent. The emerald green talent light poured into the wooden barrel. Ci Song could clearly feel the vitality contained in these talents, repairing his body.

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