Chapter 55: Residual Thoughts

"Can poems and songs strengthen luck?"

This was the only method Lv Fang could think of at the moment.

He Zixuan shook his head with a bitter smile: "Whether it is the classic elegant writings of the sages or the poems and songs of the worthies, I have tried them all, and not a bit of luck has increased."

Lv Fang tried to recite: "Do you not see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. Do you not see, the bright mirror in the high hall mourns the white hair, morning like green silk, evening like snow..."

"Leaving Baidi in the morning amidst the colorful clouds, traveling a thousand miles to Jiangling in one day. The monkeys on both banks cry incessantly, the light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains."

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a companion. Raising the cup to invite the bright moon, facing the shadow to make three people..."

When it comes to poems, it is impossible to bypass Li Bai.

The one who wrote these poems in the Great Zhou Dynasty was the Wine Sword Immortal Li Taibai, a literary giant from a thousand years ago.

"It's useless... I have already recited these."

He Zixuan said with a bitter smile.

"Woo woo woo..."

The Clan Luck Kun beneath them shook, and it was swallowed again by the Barbarian and Monster Clan Luck Kun behind it. If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be able to hold on for an hour.

Must break the status quo quickly.

With the distance closer, the mocking voices of the Barbarians and Monsters also came over.

Chi Jue sneered:

"I heard that the Great Zhou Dynasty produced a brilliant person who, at the age of twenty, wrote one manifestation-level poem and three elegant essays, and even condensed a book spirit. In my view, it is nothing more than that."

The White-Eyed Tiger, Hu Feng, who had transformed into a human, was a burly man. He grinned and mocked: "Marquis Lord Wenguan, Li Taibai's poems have already been recited by that fatty once. It's useless."

The Golden-Furred Demonic Ape, Yuan Jin, laughed heartily and shouted loudly:

"Everyone says Marquis Lord Wenguan is a prophecy person and has great luck. I am very much looking forward to how you will escape the danger. Let me remind Marquis Lord Wenguan, before the Luck Stele appears, no matter how much literary talent you have, it will not increase luck!"

"You are as noisy as a flock of crows! The Barbarians and Monsters are nothing more than this. Your strength is not that strong, but your tongues are quite sharp!"

The Snow Luo Sha walked to the tail of the Clan Luck Kun and retorted angrily.

Who would have known that this retort immediately drew unbearable curses from the Barbarians and Monsters.

"Your Highness, don't pay attention to them."

Envoy Shui Yao pulled the Snow Luo Sha back. Listening to the mockery coming from the Barbarian and Monster side, she said somewhat angrily: "Marquis Lord Wenguan, didn't you say you had an eighty-percent chance of winning? Why are you sitting here dazed now?"

Lv Fang took a deep breath and recited:

"Drunk, I trim the lamp to look at the sword, dreaming of returning to the camp with blowing horns. Dividing the roast under the banner for eight hundred li, fifty strings turning into sounds outside the fortress, the battlefield autumn point soldiers. The horse is as fast as the Lu, the bow is like a thunderbolt string shock. Finishing the king's affairs in the world, winning a name before and after death."

This poem by Xin Qiji had not yet been written by anyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

If even this doesn't work...

"Manifestation-level good poem!"

He Zixuan exclaimed.

They saw the space above Lv Fang twist, and a large amount of Haoran Zhengqi surged out, forming a "Battlefield Pointing Soldiers Picture."

"Great!"

The Snow Luo Sha clenched her fists tightly.

A smile also appeared on Envoy Shui Yao's face. Marquis Lord Wenguan was indeed extraordinary; not only was his combat power outrageously strong, but he could also come up with manifestation-level good poems at will.

Such a big commotion was naturally seen by the Barbarian and Monster side, immediately causing an uproar!

The Golden-Furred Demonic Ape, Yuan Jin, shouted: "Marquis Lord Wenguan! So what? Even if you can write manifestation-level good poems, so what? Your human Clan Luck Kun hasn't increased even a bit of luck! Don't waste your effort, it's useless!"

Lv Fang closed his eyes to sense and sighed.

The Golden-Furred Demonic Ape was right; the luck of the Clan Luck Kun beneath them hadn't increased at all.

No matter how strong he was, it was impossible for him to fight the Barbarian and Monster coalition alone, and besides, the other party was also protected by the luck of the Clan Luck Kun.

No matter how many poems he had, it was useless before the Luck Stele appeared.

As long as the Clan Luck Kun beneath them was swallowed by the Barbarian and Monster one, the two of them, one Luo Sha, and one spirit would all die here!

"It's all my fault. If I had known, I wouldn't have come to look for those human ghosts."

The Snow Luo Sha said guiltily.

Lv Fang's eyes lit up, and he asked eagerly: "You said before that you heard the cries of human ghosts in the chaotic stone pillar area. Are they still the same two sentences they were shouting? Do you remember what they said?"

The Snow Luo Sha recalled: "Fight for the survival of the human race, fight for the future generations of the human race."

"Wu Hun: Momentum Roar!"

Zhang Yide appeared behind Lv Fang. He walked to the edge of the Clan Luck Kun and shouted toward the chaotic stone pillar area below: "Fight for the survival of the human race, fight for the future generations of the human race..."

He repeated these two sentences over and over again.

Extraordinary power Wu Hun: Momentum Roar: Use a roar to deter the opponent. The effect is related to the strength of the momentum of both sides.

It is not aggressive, just a sudden explosive shout to deter the opponent.

Like Lv Fang shouting so many words in one breath, it only made his voice a bit louder and spread further.

"Could the Great Zhou's Marquis Lord Wenguan be crazy?"

Chi Jue raised an eyebrow and said.

The Golden-Furred Demonic Ape, Yuan Jin, sitting beside him, sneered: "It's just a struggle before death. If shouting two sentences is useful..."

Just at this moment, a goat spirit standing on the edge shouted loudly: "Heaven! Look! What is that?"

All the monsters couldn't help but look down.

They saw that in the chaotic and disordered stone pillar area below, more than a dozen human ghosts appeared... no, they should be called residual thoughts. They had men and women, and everyone was dressed very simply, not belonging to this era at all.

These human residual thoughts, not knowing from which period, some were strong, some were weak.

Of the more than a dozen residual thoughts, only two could clearly see their faces and outlines, while the other residual thoughts flickered, as if they would dissipate in the next second.

Whether strong or weak, these human residual thoughts were all using language similar to the human race, blankly shouting: "Fight for the survival of the human race, fight for the future generations of the human race!"

Over and over again!

Although the sound was very, very small, if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't hear it at all, but they were always shouting.

Seeing this scene, goosebumps rose on He Zixuan's body. He clenched his fists fiercely and shouted with Lv Fang: "Fight for the survival of the human race, fight for the future generations of the human race!"

The Snow Luo Sha had long been unable to stop her tears. Every time she heard the shouts of these human residual thoughts, she couldn't help but want to cry.

So she took Envoy Shui Yao's hand and shouted together: "Fight for the survival of the human race, fight for the future generations of the human race!"

A magical scene appeared. More than a dozen human residual thoughts turned into points of luck, floated up, and merged into the human Clan Luck Kun.

Naturally, those more than a dozen human residual thoughts dissipated!

But in the moment before they dissipated, they were still shouting non-stop.

"Woo woo woo..."

The human Clan Luck Kun flicked its tail, its body grew a circle larger, and its speed also became a bit faster, just in time to dodge the swallowing of the Barbarian and Monster Clan Luck Kun behind it.

"How can this be!"

Chi Jue said with a shocked face.

The Golden-Furred Demonic Ape snorted coldly and said: "It's useless! Just this little bit of luck is just a drop in the bucket..."

His words stopped abruptly!

Because in the chaotic stone pillar area below, human residual thoughts appeared in layers, layer upon layer, as far as the eye could see. ===== CHAPTER 56 =====