The battle between the top combat power of Dali Confucianism and the demon clan is still going on. On his way to Dali Academy to participate in the top student competition of the Four Academy Palaces, Fang Yi heard the news of the death of Dali's first great scholar.
That was a great scholar from Jiangnan Academy. He was an extremely old scholar who had experienced the previous dynasty.
Many years ago, the old Confucian lived in seclusion in the Jiangnan Academy. He did not care about worldly affairs, but wrote books and lectures with peace of mind, and guided some young scholars in their cultivation.
Fang Yi had never heard of the great scholar's name, but this time, everyone in the world knew the great scholar's name.
Ma Yiming, this is the name of the great scholar who died.
The death of the great Confucian in battle aroused the sorrow of Confucianism and Taoism all over the world.
The light of the Wenqu stars in the sky has dimmed a lot, and all the Confucian and Taoist students felt a sense of sadness arise spontaneously on this day.
In the Confucian Sage Palace, Mr. Da stood up for the first time and bowed to the southeast. The name of the tenth person on the list behind him was none other than Ma Yiming. However, the name began to gradually disappear, and finally Nothing is left.
Fang Yi also felt an inexplicable sadness. This must be the destination of Confucian and Taoist monks.
The great scholar Ma Yiming deserves to die!
"Scholar Fengda seems to be crying." At this moment, Xiao Xiangzi suddenly said.
During this trip, Fang Yi and the others were led by Feng Ziqin, who headed to the Dali Academy to participate in the peak competition.
"Ma Daru is a kind man and supports the younger generations. I heard that the reason why Bachelor Feng was able to become a great bachelor was due to Ma Daru." Jiang Baiyi also spoke at this time.
Although Jiang Baiyi is a child of the Jiang Sheng family, he was not able to break through to the fifth-grade Hanlin realm in the end, so he had to be recruited to participate in the peak competition.
"I see." Shangguan Mingyue also spoke, sighing lowly: "Scholar Feng Da must be very sad."
Fang Yi was startled at this moment and suddenly stopped.
He slowly came to Academician Fengda and said, "Scholar Fengda, my student has a heartfelt request."
Feng Ziqin quietly wiped away his tears at this time and said, "What's the matter? Tell me."
Fang Yi's eyebrows were filled with sadness, and he whispered: "Suddenly I heard that Ma Daru died after fighting against the demon clan. The student was very sad and wanted to write a poem for Ma Daru."
Feng Ziqin was even more sad when he heard Fang Yi mentioning his sadness, but when he heard that Fang Yi was going to write a poem for Ma Daru, he couldn't help being startled and asked: "Why, do you know Ma Daru?" ??”
"I've heard of it." Fang Yi shook his head and said, "But I've never seen it."
Feng Ziqin nodded: "In that case, I would like to thank you in advance for Ma Daru."
Naturally, Feng Ziqin would not doubt Fang Yi's poetic talent. After all, he was a top genius with astonishing poetic talent. Several of Fang Yi's poems were all amazing and could be passed down through the ages.
If Fang Yi writes another poem, it can make Ma Daru famous. If that poem is a shocking work and can still be passed down through the ages, then Ma Daru's name, like the circulated poem, can also be famous through the ages.
If so, you should be grateful to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi shook his head slightly and looked to the southeast.
He was in a daze and said, "This poem is called "Bie Ma Da Ru"."
"Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather!"
Fang Yi spoke softly, inspiringly, and told the background of writing this poem. He also spoke highly of the significance of Ma Daru's death to the whole of Dali, and to the whole of Dali's Confucianism and Taoism.
Ma Daru's death is more important than Mount Tai!
"Boom!!!" Feng Ziqin felt something explode next to his ears. Tears were streaming down his face. He was crying in pain and knelt on the ground: "Ma Daru, you, did you hear it? Death is inevitable, and it may be heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather!! Ma Daru, your death should be heavier than Mount Tai!!"
Jiang Baiyi and others had just heard that Fang Yi was going to write a poem for Ma Daru, and they had already gathered around.
At this time, he heard what Fang Yi said, and Feng Ziqin, who was in tears at this time, was suddenly deeply moved. He unconsciously looked to the north and murmured to himself: "Heavier than Mount Tai." , lighter than a feather!!”
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At the same time, Confucian Saint Palace.
Mr. Da's whole body was shaking with energy. He suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils as black as ink, and now reflected everything in the world and the stars.
After a while, his eyes focused on Fang Yi at this moment.
"Everyone is destined to die. Is it heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather?" Mr. Da sighed secretly in his heart. This sentence is enough to show Fang Yi's ambition and ambition.
"Is this a funeral poem for Ma Yiming?" Mr. Da was even more shocked. How many surprises does this boy have to look forward to, and how much potential does he have to tap? ?
"Although Ma Yiming is dead, this poem will be remembered forever!" Mr. Da did not hesitate at this time. He took out a mirror from his arms, reflecting the scene of Fang Yi writing the poem, and it was simultaneously transmitted to the southeastern sea area. Yunmeng Zewai.
At this time, many great scholars were fighting. At a certain moment, everyone suddenly felt something in their hearts and looked above their heads.
In a scene, Fang Yi's eyes were looking at them.
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Fang Yi's eyes softened at this time and he looked towards the sky.
"Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun,"
At this moment, it was getting darker and darker, and the clouds covering the sky had covered the bright sun, reflecting the dark yellow color of the sky.
Fang Yi read out the first line of the poem.
"The north wind blows the geese and snow." Fang Yi stood motionless and read out the second line of the poem.
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, the north roared, the wild geese flew south, and the first snowflake after Fang Yi came to this world finally fell in the sky.
Today, the beginning of winter, is already a time when everything in the North is desolate and snowflakes are flying.
"Don't worry, no one in the world knows you!"
Fang Yi took a deep breath and read out two lines of Xia Que's poem.
Ma Daru, please don't worry about not having a confidant on the road to fight against the demon clan. Although you have passed away, who among the Confucian and Taoist people in the world does not know you, Ma Daru! !
At this point in Fang Yi's poem, he felt infinitely sentimental in his heart. He left Confucianism and Taoism to fight against demons. Ma Daru was the first great Confucian to die in the battle, but he will definitely not be the last.
There will be countless great Confucians who will succeed them, just for the sake of the foundation of Confucianism and Taoism that will last hundreds or even thousands of years.
How great, how glorious, how fortunate, and how worthy of death!
It may be heavier than Mount Tai, or it may be lighter than a feather. The death of Ma Daru is heavier than Mount Tai! !
Feng Ziqin couldn't help himself. He beat his head on the ground and cried loudly, especially when he heard the last two lines of Fang Yi's poem: "Don't worry about the road ahead without friends, and no one in the world will know you." , even more uncontrollable, extremely sad, and quite relieved. This poem should be an eternal poem, and Ma Daru will also follow the name of this poem and pass it down through the ages.
"Ma Daru, if you were alive, you would be so confused when you heard this poem!!" Feng Ziqin cried to the extreme, laughed wildly, and then made a serious salute to Fang Yi. Sincerely, Feng Ziqin spoke loudly: "Feng Ziqin thanked Fang Yi on behalf of Ma Daru!!"
Fang Yi quickly helped Feng Ziqin up and said, "Teacher Feng, you're welcome. I'm just speaking out of my feelings."
With that said, Fang Yi looked to the southeast and said again: "I would like to dedicate this poem to all the great scholars who are fighting against the demons in the southeast sea. They are the true pillars of the country. Only with them can Dali be glorious!!"
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At this moment, the great scholars fighting in the southeastern sea area were suddenly stunned.
Everyone's eyes were now looking at the picture in the sky.
In particular, Fang Yi's song "Farewell Ma Yi Ming" and the last words spoken by Fang Yi were imprinted in the hearts of many great scholars present and could no longer be forgotten.
"Don't worry about the future without friends!" A great scholar suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Hahaha, Brother Ma, your name will be passed down through the ages this time."
As he spoke, the great scholar's majestic talent came out of his body at this moment, and his talent turned into a sword. Hundreds of long swords gathered around him in an instant. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of long swords shot out, killing all the monsters around him. Clan, kill them all, the power is unparalleled.
"Who in the world doesn't know you!!" Another great scholar was also very passionate at this time. He looked at the great scholars around him and said, "Brothers, I will risk my life today!!"
As the first batch of great scholars to go out to fight, especially the great scholars from Jiangnan Academy, all of them were extremely moved at this time. This poem was simply too morale-boosting.
One sentence, "Don't worry, no one knows you in the future. No one in the world knows you." is enough.
This is no better than sending a memorial arch or erecting a stone tablet. From now on, whenever someone reads this poem, they will think of Ma Yiming. What an honor this is.
Live great and die well.
Wang Jingzhe was also among the first batch of conscripted scholars. At this time, he was also mumbling to himself, but what he was reading was not Fang Yi's poem, but the sentence before Fang Yi's poem: "People are inherently Death may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather!"
He, Wang Jingzhe, had read this sentence, because Wang Jingzhe was the only person in the world who had read "Historical Records". He knew that this sentence was said in "Historical Records - Bao Ren An Shu".
And how appropriate this passage is to be used here.
"Everyone, Wang Jingzhe is willing to die, which is more important than Mount Tai!" Wang Jingzhe also fought bravely to kill the enemy at this time.
A poem that came out of the blue was enough to give the twenty-nine great scholars present a bottle of violent blood. Each one of them had a 100% increase in combat power compared to the previous one.
There was a cry of killing, and the blood of many demon clans trembled with fear.
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In Confucian Sage Palace, Mr. Da also let out a long sigh.
This guy is really a freak.
Any poem can be a stunning poem that can be passed down through the ages.
It's like an immortal from heaven descending to earth, every move and every gesture is astonishing.
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At this time, Fang Yi, the information on the panel reappeared.
[Eternal Poetry: Congratulations on your creation of Eternal Poetry. You have received the Wenqu Star Talent Infusion. You have received Wenqu Star Fragment*1. 】
[Morale is high: The "Bie Ma Yi Ming" you created has greatly stimulated the combat power of Confucianism and Taoism. You will receive an additional 50 points of luck points and 10 fortune points. 】
[Significant increase in reputation: Feng Ziqin is very grateful to you, many great scholars look at you with admiration, and you gain 30 reputation points. 】
[Omen of the Poet Ancestor: You have once again created an eternal poem. The path of the Poet Ancestor has taken another step forward. You are one step closer to the title of Poet Ancestor. 】
