"Lord Dong, there's no need to be so polite. I'll sit at the head of the table," Fang Yundao said.
"No! If you don't sit at the head of the table, none of us will sit! This banquet is not only to celebrate me, but also to thank you, "Feng Yuanjun said as he pushed Fang Yun to the head of the table.
Fang Yun couldn't refuse and could only sit at the head of the table. Li Wenying sat beside him and Feng Yuanjun sat on the other side.
After sitting down, Li Wenying returned to his usual solemn self and spoke little. Feng Yuanjun, on the other hand, was very happy and couldn't stop talking.
"Before going to the River of Enlightenment, I firmly believed that it was extraordinary. After seeing it with my own eyes, I was immediately attracted to the quiet river. It was unremarkable, but it had a mysterious power that firmly attracted me. I found a quiet place and had my private soldiers guard it. I didn't eat or drink and sat there for three days.
"At first, I was very calm and my heart was clear, but I didn't gain anything. I couldn't help but feel a little restless and impatient. On the second day, I suddenly remembered Fang Yun's' Epigraph of My Shack ', so I silently memorized all of his poems. I don't know why, but at that time, I felt like I was reciting the scriptures of the sages. I repeatedly memorized them and finally couldn't help but read them aloud.
"On the third day, I calmed down and slowly recalled my life. When I recalled Fang Yun's poem, 'The lotus leaves reaching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus reflecting the sun is exceptionally red,' I suddenly saw a sea of green lotus leaves. At the same time, I saw a lotus rising in the middle, reflecting the sun. Then I realized that my courage had been cleansed, and I had reached the peak!"
After Feng Yuanjun finished speaking, he looked meaningfully at Fang Yun.
Everyone else also looked at Fang Yun. They all knew that Feng Yuanjun couldn't have been so talented. There was no other explanation other than Fang Yun's poems and the River of Enlightenment.
"I think it's because Feng Yuanjun's knowledge is solid, his talent is condensed, and his courage is stable. That's why he was able to achieve success. His breakthrough at this time has nothing to do with my poems, "Fang Yundao said.
However, Magistrate Dong said, "Fang Banxiang, what you said earlier was correct. Lord Feng naturally has a solid foundation, but your poem and the River of Enlightenment may have been the spark that enlightened him. In many cases, years of hard work could not compare to a few words of guidance. On this point, Lord Li's experience is the most convincing. "
Li Wenying nodded.
Fang Yun was speechless. Li Wenying was actually very ordinary when he was young. He didn't even pass the exam when he was almost 20 years old. But later on, he met a very ordinary old man, who casually spoke a few words about his life experience. Coincidentally, his words touched the bottom of Li Wenying's heart, enlightening Li Wenying. From then on, it was impossible to stop.
Feng Yuanjun raised his glass to Fang Yun and said sincerely, "This first toast is to Fang Yun, to his selflessness and willingness to reveal the Enlightenment River. He even mentioned it many times in front of me, hinting for me to go! Such a person with a heart as broad as the ocean would definitely have a position above the starry sky in the future! Fang Yun, let me toast you! "
Fang Yun had no choice. He hoped that in the future, no one would try to gain enlightenment in the Enlightenment River. He then raised his glass and toasted Feng Yuanjun.
Feng Yuanjun was very talkative today, and the atmosphere of the banquet was very lively. Fang Yun was especially silent, but the others saw this and nodded their heads in praise.
"Look. He clearly has the ability to guide others in their breakthroughs. He is clearly the center of this banquet, but he doesn't take any credit. Instead, he says it was all Feng Yuanjun's own efforts. Who doesn't like this kind of young scholar? If this kind of person isn't a model scholar, who has the right to be? "
"Indeed! Don't look at how I am 30 years older than him. If I sat in his position, my bones would melt from laughter. "
"In the past, I thought that Fang Yun only had the potential to become a great scholar. Now, I believe that if nothing unexpected happens, he will become a Half-saint! In 10 years, he will definitely become the next Four Great Scholars! "
"Yes! Fang Yun has such a calm heart. He will become a great scholar in 10 years, a great scholar in 20 years, and a Half-saint in 50 years! Just like Feng Yuanjun said, his status is above the starry sky. "
Fang Yun sighed in his heart from time to time. These people had rich imaginations and were too good at talking nonsense.
After 15 minutes, Li Wenying asked softly, "Do you have relatives and friends in Notre-Dame?"
Fang Yun froze for a moment, unable to figure out why Li Wenying asked that question. Hence, he said, "No."
The two of them spoke very softly, but everyone couldn't help but shut up. After all, one of them was the real top person of Jiang Zhou, while the other was the well-deserved top scholar of the Ten Nations. It was as if the two of them were present, and no one dared to say anything else during their conversation.
Li Wenying didn't care about the reactions of others and said, "That's strange. The people of the Dongsheng Pavilion said that they have designated you as one of the candidates to enter the Holy Ground this year. They won't take up the Jingguo slot, but the Half-saint slot."
"How did that happen?" Fang Yun felt that something was amiss when he heard that he had taken up the Half-saint slot.
Li Wenying said, "I'm not familiar with the people of the Dongsheng Pavilion, so I can't guess the mystery."
Feng Yuanjun was stunned and then said, "After I became a Jinshi, I worked in the Dongsheng Pavilion for half a year."
"Tell him what happened so that he can be prepared," Magistrate Dong immediately said.
Everyone looked at Feng Yuanjun nervously, for fear that the people of the Dongsheng Pavilion would target Fang Yun.
Feng Yuanjun said, "I have to first tell you something I've heard. Back then, Shi Jun, the leader of the four great talents, was deliberately banished to the far west by the people of the Dongsheng Pavilion because he made a small mistake. He went to the desert to fight against the Sand Primitive people. However, Shi Jun was too outstanding. Not only did he not suffer any losses, his foundation became more and more stable. He then received a reward that seemed to have been snatched from the Half-saint family. Hence, some disciples of the Half-saint family were displeased. "
Li Wenying nodded, as if to say that there was such a thing.
Feng Yuanjun continued, "Most of the disciples of the Half-saint family were onlookers. Only a few of them participated. Most of them were there to verify Shi Jun's strength. When they found that Shi Jun was qualified to receive the reward, they stopped midway, either admitted defeat or praised Shi Jun. However, a few of them were not convinced and continued to cause trouble for Shi Jun. Shi Jun insisted on not giving in. A month later, those disciples who caused trouble for him were all banished to the Two World Mountain and never returned. "
Fang Yun immediately said, "I understand. Lord Feng means that this is the Dongsheng Pavilion's way of training people. "
Feng Yuanjun, however, did not hide his envy and said, "No, it's a way of training geniuses! We want the Dongsheng Pavilion to train geniuses, but we don't have the qualifications. "
Everyone agreed. If they were not geniuses, the Dongsheng Pavilion would not even bother with them.
Feng Yuanjun continued, "And I also heard that this is not the case for the previous generations of the Dongsheng Pavilion. This is the habit of the current Lord Eastern Sage. Hence, I suspect that Lord Eastern Sage personally selected Fang Yun to go to the Holy Ground and intentionally let him snatch the quota of the Half-saint family. "
Fang Yun said helplessly, "Is he trying to use me to pick out the scum of the Half-saint family?"
"Naturally, he has such a plan. Lord Eastern Sage has always been a person who advocates fighting, but there must be a bottom line. I don't need to tell you about the matters of Lord Eastern Sage when he was young. He used his talent to kill his enemies. When he ran out of talent, he used his saber to kill his enemies. He even said that his Saint Dao was forged through killing. "
Everyone at the banquet wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. The stories of Eastern Sage Wang Jinglong were endless. Before he became a grand scholar, he did things in a straightforward manner. No matter what he did, he would say that it was his Saint Dao. Only after he became a grand scholar would he cultivate his character. But if anyone dared to anger him, he would immediately revert back to the original Wang Jinglong.
Fang Yun asked, "Speaking of the Holy Ground, I heard that when Kong Sheng was in closed-door seclusion, a few of his Half-saint disciples discovered a place. In the end, they encountered the demons and all of them died in battle. That place was turned into ruins by the combined strength of all the saints. That's why it's called the Holy Ground. Is this legend true? "
The majority of the people were very calm because this was a widely spread rumor. They all believed this to be the case.
Li Wenying remained silent while a few people felt embarrassed.
Feng Yuanjun continued, "Everyone here today is not an outsider. In addition, this matter isn't really a secret. There's no harm in telling the truth. The fault of this matter lies with us humans. However, our Half-saint disciples accidentally barged into that place. After that, we apologized but the demons refused to forgive us. In the end, we fought to the death. "
"Is there an inside story?" someone asked curiously.
Feng Yuanjun said, "The Holy Ground was originally the tomb of a Half-saint of the demon race. Although the half-step saint's strength was mediocre, it was one of the few that was known for its wisdom. It wasn't like other demons who only knew how to kill to solve everything. It had made great contributions to the demon race and had a very high status. Our three Half-saint disciples accidentally entered that place and didn't know that it was the tomb of a demon saint. After all, a demon's tomb is different from a human's tomb. There's no way to tell. "
Many people nodded. Although the demon race had a language, there were no written characters. Later on, they learned from the human race and created their own demon language. However, there were very few demons who learned it. On the other hand, the Elementary Scholars of the human race or higher had to learn it.
"The three Half-saint disciples thought that they had discovered a treasure and destroyed the periphery of the demon saint's tomb. Soon, they were discovered and chased by the three Half-saint disciples. You all know that demons and barbarians are usually quite intelligent. However, once their blood and Qi are strong, they will rely on their instincts to decide everything. The three Half-saint disciples naturally thought that it was the human race who destroyed the Thousand Year Agreement and deliberately harmed the demon race. Thus, they attacked the three Half-saint disciples with all their might. During the battle, our human Half-saint disciples found out the truth and apologized. The Half-saint Zi Lu even took the initiative to not resist and took a hit from the demon race. One of his arms was broken as a form of apology. "
Many people had already guessed what had happened and were incomparably angry.
"The other two Half-saint disciples on our side also stopped and hoped to negotiate with the Half-saint disciples. However, the Half-saint disciples were unforgiving and took the opportunity to sneak attack Zi Lu Half-saint and kill him! The two Half-saint disciples and Zi Lu Half-saint were fellow disciples of the same sect. Seeing that their fellow disciple had died, how could they negotiate? Thus, the two Half-saint disciples used up 90% of their remaining lifespan to transform into a Jade Blood Loyal Heart. In the end, they perished together with the three Half-saint disciples. Before they died, they sent the news back. "
Only then did the crowd know that Zi Lu Half-saint had died in this way and that such a thing had happened in the Holy Ground.
"The three Half-saint disciples were naturally incomparably angry. Thus, in the future, whenever the Holy Ground was opened, they would enter to hunt the barbarians and barbarians. The barbarians did not show any weakness and this tradition has continued to this day."
Fang Yun sighed. Back then, many of the disciples of Confucius had died prematurely. If they had lived until Confucius's death, there would have been at least three more secondary saints. (To be continued …)
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