"Now that you're here, you don't have to worry about being ambushed. Not to mention, there's a Great Demon King here. If you're attacked here, the East Sea Dragons will definitely make the demons pay ten times the price," Deputy General Lai said.
"That's even better. Let's go to the place that sells zither literature treasures first, "Fang Yundao said.
"Okay." Yang Yuhuan nodded.
Fang Yun glanced at Fang Daniu and saw that he had a pleading look in his eyes. Fang Yun then gave Xiao Ying a look.
Fang Yun rolled his eyes and said to everyone, "Since the Dragon Luring Pavilion is very safe, everyone can go and look around. Gather at the entrance at midnight. If I don't come back, you can go home first."
Fang Daniu secretly gave Fang Yun a thumbs up. Then, he looked like he was ready to go through hell for his young master.
Fang Yun held Yang Yuhuan's hand and asked where the zither literature treasures were. Then, they slowly walked there. Other than Scholar Pang and the deputy general, the others either stayed at the entrance or scattered to look for things that interested them.
The items in the Dragon Luring Pavilion were very expensive. Only the miscellaneous items were cheaper.
At that moment, the Dragon Luring Pavilion was like a small town. It was even bigger than the shopping malls Fang Yun had seen before. Along the way, someone sold a map of the Dragon Luring Pavilion. Fang Yun bought two copies. One for Yang Yuhuan and the other for himself.
In less than a minute, he remembered all the places in the Dragon Luring Pavilion. Then, he handed the map to Nuu.
Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan walked forward hand in hand. Nuu stood on Fang Yun's shoulder and looked at the map seriously. Soon, she handed the map to Fang Yun and pointed at the dining area.
Fang Yun looked and lied to her. "You're holding it upside down."
Nuu was stunned. Then, she nodded and turned the map upside down. She looked at it carefully and kept blinking. Finally, she looked at Fang Yun in confusion.
Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but chuckle when she saw the silly look on the little fox's face. Her pearly white teeth were particularly eye-catching. She then realized that she had lost her composure and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand. She then realized that Fang Yun was looking at her with a look of adoration. She lowered her head in embarrassment.
The little fox came to a sudden realization and immediately used its head to gently nudge Fang Yun's head. Then, it whimpered as if it was saying, "You're so bad!" I don't want to live anymore!
Fang Yun smiled and gently scratched its neck. It immediately calmed down, squinted its eyes, and enjoyed the feeling.
There were not many people at the door. As soon as they entered the shop area, it became lively.
Fang Yun occasionally whispered to Yang Yuhuan, but most of the time, he was looking to both sides. The shops here were very neat, row after row. The road between the two rows of shops was about twenty feet wide, but the further they walked, the more people there were.
Fang Yun understood that apart from a few scholars, most people in the Saint Origin World had limited forms of entertainment. Life was too monotonous, so when it came to such festivals, many people would be incomparably enthusiastic. In an era where there were many forms of entertainment, humans would gradually become indifferent to festivals.
They walked and walked. A person squeezed over. Seeing that Yang Yuhuan was about to touch the person, Fang Yun reached out and grabbed Yang Yuhuan's waist, letting her lean on his body.
Yang Yuhuan was shy and shocked as she looked up at Fang Yun. Although the customs of the Saint Origin World were more open, and this kind of intimacy was nothing, but in the end, very few people would do this.
Fang Yun lowered his head and looked into Yang Yuhuan's eyes. He gave a faint smile.
Yang Yuhuan clearly felt that Fang Yun's gaze had a calming power, but her heart was still thumping non-stop. She was afraid of being seen by others, so she quickly lowered her head.
Fang Yun didn't care about other people's gazes. It was better than letting Yang Yuhuan squeeze around.
Yang Yuhuan didn't dare to raise her head as she silently followed Fang Yun. No matter what Fang Yun asked, she would only give a simple 'en' as an answer.
Because today was the Double Seventh Festival, the passersby didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. Instead, they were envious. A few couples even imitated the two of them and leaned against each other.
Fang Yun constantly looked at the shops on both sides and soon found that it was no wonder there were so many people here. It turned out that Jade Sea City and Gyeongo were not the only ones selling things. There were also merchants from Wu Guo, Qi Guo, and many other countries without coastlines. There were even some Wealthy Families and Half-saint Aristocratic Families.
However, most of the people here were idle ordinary merchants. Because opening a shop here was completely free, they only needed to sell some valuable things.
Along the way, Fang Yun saw that there were two categories of goods. The first category was used by scholars, such as the Four Treasures of the Study, ancient books and paintings, bookcases, tables, chairs, and so on. The second category was used by the Demon and Barbarian Races.
The Barbarians were better off, with only their heads and blood being valuable. The Demon Race was miserable. Every part of their body was useful. Even if they were made into handicrafts, they would still be welcomed by the Human Race. This was because many of the Human Race's relatives and friends had been harmed by the Demon Race in order to vent their anger.
Fang Yun was very fond of looking at these things because he could understand this world the most directly.
Not long after, Fang Yun arrived at the Treasure District. This place wasn't filled with ordinary stalls, but houses. There were even some small plazas where many people were either selling things or waiting for people to come and exchange.
There were very few people here because many people had a transparent water gate at the entrance of their shops. Only talented people could bring people through it.
Fang Yun's arm left Yang Yuhuan's waist. He took her hand and slowly looked around. Soon, they arrived at a small open-air plazas.
There were many wooden racks around the small plazas. On the wooden racks were all kinds of Treasure Qin. There were hundreds of them. There were new and old Treasures Qin, and there were even some that were incomplete. However, each Qin had a strange attraction. Even those who didn't know how to play the Qin would feel that these Qin were extraordinary.
Among them, there were a few Qin that exuded an extremely clear aura. Not to mention Fang Yun, even an ordinary person like Yang Yuhuan could feel it.
Especially the blood-colored Qin in the middle, its body was extremely long. An ordinary Guqin was three feet and six inches long, which corresponded to the number 365. However, this Guqin was more than three inches longer than an ordinary Guqin. It was close to four feet.
Fang Yun immediately thought of a famous Guqin in Jingguo, "Blood Mosquito". The name didn't sound impressive, but it was a famous Killing Guqin. Not only did it sound like a mosquito, but it could also kill Demons and Barbarians just like killing mosquitoes. This was a great Confucian Treasure Qin. In the end, no one knew who it ended up in.
Fang Yun felt a strong killing intent from it. This Guqin had killed at least tens of thousands of Demons and Barbarians to have such a terrifying killing intent.
Although other Guqin had their own merits, none of them were as overbearing as this Guqin.
Fang Yun couldn't help but feel a trace of excitement in his heart. The reason why he minored in the Dao of Painting and Dao of Zither was because they were extremely compatible with poetry!
Once poetry and painting were combined, the power would increase greatly. Many Guqin songs in the Dao of Zither originated from poetry and songs, or were related to poetry and songs. For example, "A Male Phoenix Seeking a Female Phoenix" was a combination of poetry and Guqin.
This was not only the case in Saint Origin World. In the Tang Dynasty on Earth, "Yangguan San Dui" originated from Wang Wei's famous poem, "Guan Shan Yue", "Rui Yi" and other Guqin songs originated from Li Bai's ancient poems.
Fang Yun already knew that the Dao of Zither had a deep connection with Confucianism. Since the Song Dynasty, the most popular Guqin shape was the "Zhong Ni Style". In Saint Origin World, Confucius also designed his own Guqin shape, which was also the "Zhong Ni Style".
Kong Sheng himself was a Guqin master, which was clearly recorded in the "Records of the Grand Historian". When Kong Sheng entered the Demon Realm, he brought along the number one Guqin, "Hao Zhong". With a single song, tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers collapsed.
Previously, Fang Yun wanted to learn painting first and then Guqin. However, he discovered that Yang Yuhuan had the talent for Guqin. She could use the Guqin to assist a Guqin master, so he had to master the Dao of Zither as soon as possible.
In the center of the small square, there were more than two hundred people standing or sitting. Because the people in the outer circle were standing and the people in the inner circle were sitting, Fang Yun couldn't see the exact number of people inside. However, it seemed that there were about thirty people sitting, while the rest were standing.
Those who were standing were mostly young people, but there were also some older people. There was even a person wearing a scholar's uniform who was standing obediently.
Fang Yun signaled Yang Yuhuan and Nunu to stop talking. He slowly walked over to the people who were standing and looked inside.
The people sitting inside were arranged in an arc. Other than two or three people in their early thirties, the rest were at least forty or fifty years old. Some of them were so old that they couldn't even open their eyes. They could only squint and didn't even have the strength to open their eyes.
There were also a few old people wearing scholar's clothes who were sitting peacefully. They didn't feel that there was anything wrong with sitting in front of so many Jinshi and Juren.
Fang Yun looked at the people who were sitting and realized that there were seven or eight familiar faces. Among them, there were people he saw at the Dragon Boat Festival celebration banquet and people he just met at the Chinese Valentine's Day poetry recital. As for one more familiar face, Fang Yun couldn't help but smile. At the same time, he was secretly shocked.
The person sitting in the middle who didn't even have the strength to open his eyes was the old man who helped Fang Yun disguise his appearance with painting.
Fang Yun originally guessed that this old man's Dao of Painting was at least at the third level. Now, it seemed that this person's Dao of Guqin was at least at the third level. Otherwise, he wouldn't be sitting there. He couldn't help but think of a legendary person in Jingguo.
The old man raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Fang Yun. Then, he lowered his eyelids and pretended not to know him.
Fang Yun's expression was the same as usual.
A guqin master was explaining how to identify a guqin's age and quality through its sound. His explanation was far more detailed than what Fang Yun had read in books. Furthermore, there were a lot of examples. Fang Yun immediately listened attentively.
Next, the guqin masters present explained how to identify a guqin. The main point was to identify its age and quality.
A guqin was slightly different from other literary treasures.
All literary treasures would lose their power due to various factors. Once their age was up, they would become ordinary objects. If they were injected with talent energy again, it would be no different from injecting talent energy into a new object.
But a guqin was different. Every time a guqin's power dissipated and talent energy was injected again, the guqin's power would increase and become stronger. The number of times talent energy was injected was the number of guqin layers. However, most guqin could only withstand three injections. Any more and it would cause the body of the guqin to collapse.
Once the number of injections exceeded three times and reached the fourth level or higher, the guqin's power would greatly increase.
If a person expended the same amount of talent energy to play a war song, a two-guqin would only be 10% more powerful than a one-guqin. However, a four-guqin's power would be double that of a one-guqin!
If it wasn't for the fact that guqins with four guqin layers and above were extremely rare, the status of Dao of Guqin wouldn't be much lower than poetry.
Using a guqin to play a war song was already very demanding. Furthermore, only a war song played by a four-guqin could compete with a war song poem. This greatly raised the threshold of Dao of Guqin.
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