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Chapter 117

Words:3060Update:22/06/20 07:48:06

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The difference between a complete Literary Gall and a whirlpool of Literary Gall was like heaven and earth.

Fang Yun glanced at the crowd and said, "Since there are still people who are hostile to me, then you can go with them! When I, Fang Yun, do things, I never leave any loose ends! "Fang Yun's voice was as cold as winter. He pointed at the twenty or so people.

These twenty people were all from Wu Guo or Gyeongo, and there was even one from Jingguo.

Fang Yun's finger pointed twenty-five times, and the Literary Gall shook, forming an invisible spiritual force that fell on the twenty people.

These people thought that they hid it well, but everyone here was purely condensed from spiritual force. Under the power of the Literary Gall, no one could hide from Fang Yun.

"You … help! I don't dare anymore! I wanted to harm you, but I didn't do anything! I … "One person shouted, and his body turned into ice and disappeared.

The other twenty people all did the same.

Book Hill was quiet, and even those who were screaming because of the strange wind were scared to silence.

Fang Yun cupped his hands to the people who came to help and said, "Thank you, my friends. If you remember what happened today after leaving Book Hill, I will definitely repay you generously."

Many of them were still incomparably afraid. If Fang Yun had the intention to harm them, as long as he walked around the foot of the mountain, he would be able to destroy everyone's consciousness.

They were not afraid of failing on Book Hill, but because there were more serious consequences.

If one's spiritual force was destroyed outside Book Hill, he would be completely retarded. If something happened inside Book Hill, he would not be completely retarded, but unless Half-saint intervened, he would be forever isolated from the Literary Palace and unable to use his talent.

Even if Half-saint intervened, the most he could do was to use his talent. From then on, he would not be able to improve his literary position.

"Then I will go up the mountain first."

Fang Yun turned around and stepped on the wooden bridge. No matter how strong the wind was, his clothes did not move. It could not cause him any pain.

When they were far away from the river, everyone gradually woke up.

"What a good Fang Wujia. It seems that we have all underestimated him. If word got out that an Elementary Scholar had the guts to write, the world would be in chaos. Fortunately, the Book Hill was created by Kong Sheng and was blessed by the saints of the past. Even Half-saint can only see where we are, but he has no idea what is going on inside. "

"Even Half-saint. They won't believe that Fang Yun has already condensed the Literary Gall. They will probably think that those people's spiritual senses were blown away by a strange wind. "

"Fang Yun's potential is probably above Yi Zhishi and Lu Huaijiang!"

"What a pity! Unfortunately, he couldn't remember everything after leaving Book Hill. Otherwise, even if I have to wage a war with Gyeongo and Wu Guo, I will persuade Imperial Father to be on good terms with Gyeongo, or simply pull Fang Yun to my Shu Kingdom. "

"Your Highness, you're overthinking things. If he could really remember everything. I promise to let Yan Shenggong use all means to let Fang Yun marry into our Kong family, and then agree to let his eldest son be the next head of the Kong family and Yan Shenggong. "

"Your Kong family is really willing to do this!"

"Which pavilion do you think Fang Yun can reach?"

"If we're talking about the Book Hill, he will definitely be able to reach the third pavilion on the third mountain."

"Not necessarily. He may have had a fortuitous encounter to condense the Literary Gall, but the content of the Book Hill is very complicated. How can he compare to us noble families? "

Someone chuckled and said, "I don't mean to look down on Fang Yun. I know that he is proficient in poetry, but I'm afraid that he can't even pass the second mountain. Have any of you seen a commoner pass the second mountain when he was an elementary scholar? "

Many of the noble families also laughed. They nodded.

"That's true. It's not that the commoners are not talented enough, but that they have learned too little. Unlike us, who have learned a lot for the Book Hill. "

"You can't blame him. After he becomes an elementary scholar, he will spend three to five years studying. After passing the High Scholar exam, he will climb the Book Hill for the second time. Maybe he can pass the third mountain in one go and obtain the first Literary Gall."

"Yes, but his journey to the Book Hill will end soon."

"However, I heard that he made a bet with the people of Gyeongo. If he can't reach the third mountain and second pavilion, he will destroy his own palace."

"Ah? There's such a thing? How come I didn't know about it? "

"There's no point in talking about it. When we leave the Book Hill, the truth will be revealed."

"Let's go to the Book Hill together. Don't be late. Look, Fang Yun has already reached the first pavilion. "

At the same time, in the Notre-Dame's Hall of All Saints.

In front of the three Half-saint examiners, nine mountains formed by rays of light appeared. At the bottom of the first mountain, there were many dots of light. Each dot of light represented the spiritual will of an elementary scholar.

The twenty or so people whose spiritual wills had been suppressed by Fang Yun's Literary Gall gradually disappeared.

"The juniors of Wu Guo and Gyeongo are really useless."

"They sure are decisive when it comes to assassinating the rising stars of the human race."

"This year's Book Hill seems to have used up more talent than previous years."

"Maybe it's because of the influence of the Literary Gall, but this year's Elementary Scholars are better than previous years."

"This Book Hill's questions are related to the potential of the Elementary Scholars. The higher the potential of the Elementary Scholars, the harder the questions will be. The outstanding Elementary Scholars may be fine, but the ordinary ones will be unlucky."

"Do you think anyone will be able to reach the three mountains and three pavilions this year?"

"If that Fang Yun was born in a noble family, he might be able to reach the three mountains and three pavilions. If not for the Literary Gall, he might have a chance to reach the second mountain. However, this year's Book Hill has used up too much of his talent, so the questions will be extremely difficult. If nothing unexpected happens, he won't even be able to pass the first pavilion. This year's Book Hill is too difficult. "

"It's a pity that such a great talent was too rash."

"Ai, if I had known that there would be such a change in Book Hill, I would have gone to Jade Sea City to protect him."

"What a pity …"

Fang Yun slowly walked up the stairs without meeting any resistance. He easily stepped onto a small square paved with stone slabs, and in front of him was a pavilion.

On the pavilion hung a signboard, and on the signboard were written 'words'. It was very simple, and there was nothing shocking about it.

Fang Yun was somewhat disappointed. He had thought that the Book Hill would be a grand and magnificent place.

On the mountain path above the first pavilion, there were two people climbing up. This meant that the two of them had already answered the questions of the first pavilion and were about to enter the second pavilion.

Fang Yun looked around and found that everyone was looking down at a blank page in front of them, but there was nothing on the page. There were even a few people whose mouths were moving, but no sound could be heard.

"Looks like this is to prevent us from cheating. However, I'm afraid that this is only the first pavilion of the first mountain. Previously, only two people had come up and left. Is the first pavilion really so difficult? "

As Fang Yun was thinking, a blank page appeared in front of him. On it were written ten words for Fang Yun to read and interpret. If he could recognize seven of them correctly, he would pass and enter the second pavilion.

When Fang Yun saw the ten words, he felt a pain in his forehead. Each word was more rare than the last, and there were more words than on a normal page.

"No wonder people say that Book Hill is the path of death for the poor. If one did not specially study these words, no one would be able to recognize all ten of them. Even after reading so many books in these past few months, I still could not recognize all of them. How could those poor children spend the time to recognize these words? Only those rich and powerful children would be able to guess the type of test questions and remember these rare words. "

Fang Yun carefully looked at the first word.

Yu.

"This is not bad. It's the same word as Xing. The pronunciation and meaning are the same." Fang Yun thought to himself.

Fang Yun looked at the words one by one. In the end, he could only recognize Yu, Yu, Yu, Yu, Yu, and Yu. He could not recall the meaning of two of the words. He could only remember how to pronounce them, but he was not sure about the other four.

The heaven and earth of the strange book moved slightly, and the complete pronunciation and meaning of the ten words appeared. Fang Yun recognized the six words correctly, but the interpretation was wrong.

"The reason why those people did not have confidence in me going up Book Hill was because they knew that I had read too few books. This Book Hill is really too difficult. Poor children can only pass the Elementary Scholar examination and study for ten years before taking the High Scholar examination. Only then will they have a chance to go up Book Hill for the second time. Naturally, they are inferior to those rich and powerful families. The two people in front of me seem to be from the Holy Families. Impressive! "

Fang Yun stood there and read the ten words and explained.

When Fang Yun finished speaking, the First Pavilion shook slightly, and the signboard released a strange white light that fell on Fang Yun's body.

Fang Yun closed his eyes and slowly enjoyed the baptism of the white light. He did not know what this white light was, but he guessed that it was something good. It made people feel very comfortable.

Not long after, the white light dissipated, and Fang Yun opened his eyes.

At this time, there were already many people coming up from behind. There were at least a few hundred people who stepped onto the square of the First Pavilion. At the foot of the mountain, there were thousands of people who were continuously crossing the single-plank bridge.

Fang Yun immediately moved to the side to make way for those people.

One person made a gesture to Fang Yun. Fang Yun smiled and thanked him, then walked forward and entered the First Pavilion.

The person who made the gesture was stunned and said, "I said to invite him to continue. How did he pass the First Pavilion? I just said that it was very difficult for poor children to pass Book Hill. How did he pass it so quickly? It seems that he was even faster than the two people in front. "

The others did not hear what he said. Many rich children watched as Fang Yun passed through the First Pavilion and stepped onto the stairs of the Second Pavilion.

These people looked at each other and could see the surprise in each other's eyes. Then, they all had the same thought.

"Could it be that this year's questions are simple?"

Thus, everyone looked down at their own questions. Some of them were confused, some of them rubbed their temples, and some of them immediately looked up at Fang Yun.

Not long after, many people looked at each other again. Their eyes were full of suspicion, as if they had the same question.

"How did this Fang Yun get it right?"

These scholars were shocked, but the three examiners from All Saints Hall were a hundred times more shocked than these scholars. They were speechless for a long time.

On the Book Hill in front of them, the light representing Fang Yun had doubled!

"Did I see wrongly?"

"You didn't see wrongly."

"Only by answering all the questions of a pavilion perfectly, without a single mistake, would his light be twice as bright. But he is just a disciple of a humble family. Passing the first pavilion is already very good, how could he answer all the questions perfectly without a single mistake? Although I don't know the content of this year's First Pavilion, but if I had participated in this Book Hill when I was a scholar, not to mention perfect, I would have been lucky to pass the First Pavilion. "

The other two Half-saint were silent. They could not say that they were not as good as Fang Yun. Floating astronomy.

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