"This …" Fang Yun looked hesitant. He seemed to be struggling in his heart.
"What? Are you going back on your word? If it weren't for us, you would have been killed in Chu! "Lei Tingzhen's face was as cold as ice.
Fang Yun let out a long sigh as grief, indignation, and pain flashed through his eyes. "Forget it. Just this once. There won't be a next time! Also, I will only compete with Fang Xusheng for the Literary Name. If you want me to do anything else, I would rather die than do it! "
Lei Tingzhen's expression softened. "Of course."
"Can we not use despicable methods? I want to suppress Fang Xusheng in literature!" Fang Yun said proudly.
Lei Tingzhen sneered. "There is no father and son on the battlefield. There is no distinction between despicable and noble when killing an enemy."
"I understand," Fang Yundao said.
"It's good that you understand. However, I hope you remember that you can't bear the price of going back on your word! "Lei Tingzhen's gaze fell on Fang Yun like a knife.
"Don't worry. I won't go back on my word," Fang Yundao said.
"That's good! Goodbye! "Lei Tingzhen's expression was very different from when he came. He left with Gu Jiwu.
Fang Yun smiled mysteriously and continued reading.
At four o 'clock in the morning, Fang Yun put down his book and fell asleep.
After an unknown period of time, Fang Yun woke up naturally. He felt that he had never slept so well before. Both his body and mind were incomparably comfortable.
Fang Yun opened his eyes. He was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly got up.
Fang Yun looked around and realized that he was no longer in the barracks of Two World Mountain. Instead, he was at the beginning of the Ninth Mountain. Behind him was a chain that connected him to the Eighth Mountain. In front of him was still a dense fog. He couldn't see what was on the Ninth Mountain.
The old man of Book Hill appeared in front of him.
Fang Yun bowed respectfully and said, "May I ask if I have passed the Ninth Mountain?"
The old man of Book Hill smiled and nodded. His eyes were full of praise.
"Phew …" Fang Yun let out a long sigh of relief.
The difficulty of the entire Ninth Mountain could be said to be the highest on Book Hill. Whether it was obtaining military power in the Pearl River Army or fighting against the King Chu, whether it was the fierce battle in Borderline Mountain or the final victory, it was an almost impossible test for anyone to complete.
Fang Yun did it!
"It feels good to enter Book Hill again." A look of nostalgia appeared on Fang Yun's face. More than a year had passed since the test of the Ninth Mountain. He had not expected it to be so long.
The old man from Book Hill smiled and said, "Not bad, the poem is not bad, and the performance is not bad …"
Confucius said, 'Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you'. Zeng Zi said, 'I reflect on myself three times a day'. Mencius said, 'Don't be greedy with riches and honor, don't be swayed by poverty, and don't be subdued by force'. Your path of cultivation may not be sincere, but it is sincere. "
"The path of the Qi Family is to be close to family and discipline. The Zhang Family was destroyed and the son treated the father as an enemy. The father caused the son to be imprisoned for ten years and was reviled by everyone. You were able to teach the son again and uphold the discipline of the father. You were also able to raise the flag of the Pearl River Army on Borderline Mountain and save the name of the father. This is the ultimate good and the path of the Qi Family. "
"The path of the country is to be a fake king and Guan Zhong is a respectable king. The change in Ning An is better than the change in Luo Yi and the change of the Spring and Autumn Period. In the next thousand years, Ning An will be the origin of all worlds. "
Fang Yun lowered his head slightly and did not say a word.
The Duke of Zhou had changed the capital of the Zhou Dynasty from Fenggao to Luo Yi, and Guan Zhong had assisted the Duke Huan of Qi to dominate the Spring and Autumn Period. The old man from Book Hill believed that Fang Yun's contribution to the human race in Ning An City was greater than the Duke of Zhou's contribution to the Zhou Dynasty and Guan Zhong's contribution to the State of Qi. In the future, all the progress of the human race would originate from Ning An City.
"Saint Yuan is not the only place in the world. To the internal world, be a king; to the external world, be tyrannical! In Ning An City, be a king; on the Two World Mountain, be tyrannical! To pacify the world. The Nine Mountains are actually one mountain. "
"Mister, you flatter me. I don't deserve it." Fang Yun lowered his head and whispered.
The old man from Book Hill smiled and said, "Don't belittle yourself. Go, accept the reward and … mission of the Ninth Mountain. "
Fang Yun was slightly stunned. He realized that when the old man from Book Hill said the last two words, his smile disappeared. His eyes were like the eyes of the heavens, empty of nothingness. His face was like the face of eternity, vague and indistinct. There was no golden light on his body, and there was no sign of the heavens.
Fang Yun was about to say something when the thick fog on the Ninth Mountain suddenly expanded and drowned him.
Fang Yun only felt that he was being pushed by an invisible force into the thick fog. He kept moving forward until he broke through the thick fog. In front of him, he saw a huge round ancient altar. On the altar, there was a miniature Saint Origin World. Everything was vividly displayed.
A blazing white light soared into the sky.
Soon after, a vast and ancient voice could be heard. Fang Yun's eyes widened as he looked at the altar and the divine light. His expression changed, and in the end, a look of realization appeared on his face as he muttered to himself.
"So that's how it is, that's how it is …"
The world suddenly changed, and a star fell from the distance, heading straight for Fang Yun's glabella.
"Every time …"
Fang Yun closed his eyes and fainted.
After an unknown period of time, Fang Yun opened his eyes and immediately entered the Literature Palace. He saw a new light in the Literature Palace, and his face was filled with joy.
On the wall of the Literature Palace, there was a bigger light. That was the final reward of the Book Hill's Ninth Mountain. Unparalleled Mind, Multitasking!
In the Kong family's secret land, Fang Yun's talent was unparalleled.
In the Sea of Knowledge, Fang Yun's thoughts were flowing.
In the Celestial Tree, Fang Yun had obtained the incomplete Multitasking. Now, Fang Yun had obtained the complete Multitasking.
He had obtained three of the four Unparalleled Minds.
Apart from Kong Sheng and the six Secondary Sages, no one had obtained three Unparalleled Minds.
Even Kong Sheng had not obtained the fourth Unparalleled Mind.
Fang Yun slowly took a deep breath and opened his eyes. He found that he was still on the Ninth Mountain, and most of the Ninth Mountain was still shrouded in white fog.
Fang Yun looked at the white fog in a daze. His mind kept replaying what he had seen and learned, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
The old man of Book Hill's voice came from behind him.
"After Book Hill, where are you going?"
"Back to Chu to uphold justice!" Fang Yun's voice was resolute and decisive.
"And then?"
"Enter the Battle World and slay thunder and desert!" Fang Yun's voice was even more resolute.
"You are the great Xusheng."
"Xusheng also has his moments of anger," Fang Yun said indifferently.
"Then this Old Man will send you to Chu's Jing Province," the old man of Book Hill said.
"Also … lend me the Book of Changes. I want to take one last look at the literary world as Zhang Longxiang."
"When you leave the literary world, it will be time for you to restore your true identity. Go. "
"Thank you, Teacher."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he felt his body being wrapped by a powerful force. In the blink of an eye, he found himself sitting in the study of the Marquis of Zhujiang's residence in Chu's capital, Jing Province.
Fang Yun sighed softly. He looked around the study reluctantly and pushed the door open.
Outside the door, it was the twelfth lunar month of winter.
In front of the window, the plum blossoms were red.
When the servant saw Fang Yun, he was pleasantly surprised. Just as he was about to speak, Fang Yun sent a voice transmission to the Zhang Residence.
"Don't make a fuss about my return. Men, prepare a horse … Forget it, prepare an ordinary carriage. I want to walk around. "
"I'll go prepare it now!"
The servant prepared the carriage. Fang Yun was about to board the carriage when he looked down at his eye-catching green scholar robe. He walked up the carriage and changed into an ordinary blue robe.
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