Everyone watched as Fang Yun walked to the edge of the third floor and pushed open the window.
Two streets away was the famous Mingtang Street. Directly opposite was Mingguo Manor.
As New Year's Eve approached, Mingguo Manor was brightly lit with people coming and going.
Fang Yun looked at Mingguo Manor quietly. The people behind him did not move.
Occasionally, Fang Yun would look at a manor on a street not far from Mingguo Manor. That was the Qishan Manor, where Gou Bao lived.
Everyone on the third floor felt that the person in front of the window was like a dormant giant demon. Once he woke up, he would swallow the world.
"Continue with the literary meeting. Don't worry about me," Fang Yun said calmly without looking back.
Only then did everyone heave a sigh of relief and say, "Thank you for showing mercy, Brother."
At this time, even the waiter understood that this person was not an ordinary person. He wore coarse blue clothes to hide his identity.
The scholars did not dare to say anything. They retreated away from Fang Yun and looked at each other. No one spoke for a long time.
Not long after, someone said in a low voice, "Brother Liu, you're really lucky. But it's all thanks to you."
Everyone looked at Scholar Liu enviously.
Liu Xiucai smiled embarrassedly. He was the one who reminded Fang Yun out of goodwill. He wasn't trying to make things difficult for Fang Yun, but it was a custom among scholars. What he said wasn't a big deal, but it was an expression of goodwill to Fang Yun in advance to resolve any conflicts that might exist.
A scholar rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "Climbing to the highest floor, twelve railings to fight against bulls. I don't want to give my name, but I'm afraid to suppress the fourteen provinces of the literary world! How bold. This poem reminds me of a person. "
The others were stunned. They looked enlightened and nodded vigorously.
"Previously, I was shocked by this person's vast aura. My mind did not listen to me. I only thought that he was a scholar with a prominent identity. At most, he was a Hanlin scholar. At most, he was an ordinary scholar. But after thinking about it carefully, if all the scholars in the field of literary works were included, who would dare to say that they could suppress a field of literary works? Only that person! "
"It's very likely him. Although we haven't seen his portrait, the description is not wrong. He has a face full of whiskers, a strong body, a heroic appearance, and a fierce gaze. He has the appearance of a Half-saint!"
"Yes, yes, it can only be him. It wasn't only his poems that swept through the ages, it was also his person! "
Many scholars nodded, but no one dared to say the words "Zhang Longxiang".
"Why is he suddenly dressed in plain clothes?" Scholar Liu asked in a low voice.
Everyone looked at each other and saw excitement in each other's eyes. Everyone guessed that something big was going to happen.
Everyone shut their mouths and slowly turned to stare at Fang Yun, growing more and more excited.
Fang Yun was still looking at the Mingguo Manor.
When Zhang Jingan was the Village Constable, he had issued a "Clean Doctor Order" to prevent the spread of fake medicine and doctors. However, he had stirred up a hornet's nest. Because the medical halls and medicine shops in the capital were controlled by the upper class, the real bosses did not show up, but their children, grandchildren, and nephews could not sit still. They gathered and rushed to Zhang Jingan's place.
The nephew of the Mingguo Duke, Gu Hong, was incompetent and shameless. He was a disgrace among the nobles, and he was often cursed as trash. It wasn't easy for him to beg the Mingguo Duke to open his mouth and obtain the position of being in charge of the pharmacy. Every year, he could earn quite a bit of money from it. But when Zhang Jingan received the Physician Cleansing Order, he was furious and gave Zhang Jingan a slap in public. If it wasn't for Zhang Jingan's quick reaction, he would've been beaten up even more.
Fang Yun had always remembered this incident.
However, Fang Yun did not make a move immediately because he had been familiarizing himself with his new power since he left the Book Hill. Therefore, he had been sitting in the carriage.
When he was on the Ninth Mountain, Fang Yun had been promoted from the Scholar of Nature to the Scholar of Knowledge.
Nature was to explore, and Knowledge was to understand.
Vision was to explore, so the Scholar of Nature's vision was exceptionally sharp. He was known as the Eye of Nature.
Brain was to think, so the Scholar of Knowledge State had a powerful thinking ability. He was known as the Skull of Knowledge.
The essence of things was not enough to rely on nature alone. It also required Knowledge and Understanding.
After reaching the Knowledge State, Fang Yun felt that his power had improved again.
When he was in the Object Realm, although he could observe the most obscure details of things, he couldn't connect all the details together and make a perfect judgment. But now, as long as he observed a useful phenomenon, he could obtain more useful information, and he wouldn't miss anything.
The Knowledge State Scholar had terrifying observation abilities, and after reaching the Knowledge State, he would obtain powerful calculation abilities.
Fang Yun was familiarizing himself with this feeling because no matter what he saw now, the power of the Knowledge State would quickly analyze it. Not only did it consume his talent, but it also consumed his energy. He could not freely control the power of the Knowledge State.
Take the waiter on the third floor as an example. When he saw the waiter in the Knowledge State, he would notice that his tone and expression were unfriendly. His right hand was calloused from using a brush, and he spoke with a Baling accent. Then, he would guess that this person was a snob.
However, Fang Yun was now in the Knowledge State. After discovering these details, he immediately obtained the information behind it. This waiter had practiced calligraphy hard, but because his family was poor and Baling was a place with a large population, he had failed the examination and came to Jingzhou to make a living. Jingzhou had a very high enrollment rate. The waiter thought that if he took the imperial examination in Jingzhou, he would definitely pass the examination. Therefore, when he first saw Fang Yun, his expression did not change. However, when he heard Fang Yun's accent and saw that a person from Jingzhou was not wearing a scholar's uniform, he thought that he did not have a scholar's position. Naturally, he was disgusted.
When Fang Yun thought of this, a helpless smile appeared on his face. The Knowledge Skull was indeed powerful. After observing the waiter's details, he immediately obtained the results. However, he did not need such results. There was no need to care about a stranger's thoughts. It was a complete waste.
However, because of the existence of the Knowledge Skull, Fang Yun had other thoughts. It was not a complete waste of power just now. Because he had such an experience, if he encountered a similar situation again, he might not need the power of the Knowledge State. He would instinctively obtain the results.
He could see joy and evil at a glance, and he could judge blessings with a thought.
'It seems that I have to constantly use the Knowledge Skull in battle to turn some God-given abilities into basic abilities and make myself stronger.'
Fang Yun stood at the window for two hours.
Those scholars were still in high spirits. Meanwhile, the waiter stood at the staircase and did not dare to move. When other waiter called him, he chased them away.
When it was close to midnight, Fang Yun slowly took a deep breath. He finally grasped something and turned off the power of the Knowledge State.
Fang Yun's eyes widened slightly. When he opened his mouth, the True Dragon Ancient Sword flew out. An ink sword was faintly visible below.
The true name was activated, and the sword transformed into a True Dragon.
"Roar!"
The True Dragon Ancient Sword flew to the sky above Mingguo Residence. With a peerless posture, it extended its right front claw and slammed down. All the buildings in the Mingguo Residence within a radius of a thousand feet collapsed. All the trees were broken, dust flew, and the ground caved in.
A green-clothed old man stepped on the clouds and soared into the sky from the smoke. He was furious, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Who dares to destroy my Mingguo Residence!"
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