Everyone looked at Fang Yun seriously.
"I am Zhang Longxiang," Fang Yun said casually.
"What?" Hundreds of thousands of people cried out in surprise. They also did the same thing. They leaned forward, wanting to hear Fang Yun's words more clearly because everyone suspected that they had heard wrongly.
"Because … Fang Xusheng is Zhang Longxiang?" Many people murmured and repeated Fang Yun's words, but their eyes were blank, as if they didn't know what they were talking about.
"Ha …" Zong Wuyuan laughed heartily. However, he suddenly stopped laughing and revealed a look of shock. It was unknown what he was trying to recall.
Zong Wuyuan was not the only one who was shocked. All the Confucian scholars present were either shocked or lost in thought.
Yi Zhishi held the teacup in his right hand and didn't put it on the table.
Kang Ha-chuan was facing Fang Yun and Zong Wuyuan with his back to Fang Yun, but now he slowly turned around and looked at Zong Wuyuan in surprise.
Lei Tingzhen opened his mouth slowly and his eyes lost focus. Then he eagerly recalled the bits and pieces related to Zhang Longxiang. The more he thought about it, the worse his face became.
Zong Ganyu stared at Fang Yun blankly. He wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make a sound.
The whole place was silent, and even the river seemed to have stopped flowing.
"What the hell?" The Dragon King of Dongting, who showed half of his head in the distance, said something in the dialect of Xiangzhou. Usually, people would laugh to death, but now no one cared about what he said.
After more than ten breaths, people whispered to each other.
"What … What does this mean?"
"God knows."
"Look at those great scholars. They seem to have figured it out, but they don't say anything."
"I think it's not that they don't want to say it, but that they are scared."
"Damn it … Am I so stupid? After all, I am a Juren and I know the Thirteen Classics by heart, but why can't I understand this sentence? What does it mean by 'I am Zhang Longxiang'? Can someone tell me why Fang Xusheng said that he is Zhang Longxiang? I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try! "
Fang Yun's friends from the Holy Ground had become the focus of the people nearby. There were even a few people who walked over directly, wanting to hear their conclusion.
Li Fanming blinked and asked, "What do you mean? Let me guess. Could it be that Zhang Longxiang came to Saint Origin World to disguise himself as Fang Yun while he was imprisoned? "
"No, no. Zhang Longxiang is over thirty years old, and he was already a Grand Scholar. If he were to enter the Saint Origin World again, he would be crushed to death by the three Half-saint examiners. "
"I've heard that Half-saint has the ability to create three thousand dreams in a single thought. Could it be that Zhang Longxiang is in the literary world, but his dreams are in Fang Yun?"
"You might as well say that Zhang Longxiang died in the literary realm, and then his soul reunited and took away Fang Xusheng's body."
"Eh? That's a good idea. After Fang Xusheng fainted, he suddenly gained intelligence. Could it be that he was possessed by Zhang Longxiang? "
"Nonsense. Do you think the Holy Ground is a decoration? Do you think the Saints are idiots? If Fang Xusheng was possessed by someone, he would have died countless times after being in and out of the Notre-Dame for so long and being watched by the Saints for so many years. "
"Alright, this theory is denied. Then, there is only one truth … "Yan Yukong finished speaking and looked at the crowd.
Fang Yun's friends from the Holy Ground nodded slightly.
The minds of the people who were listening to their conversation had already turned into mush.
"What truth? What exactly do you know? "
"You'll know when the time comes," Yan Yukong said. "As expected of Fang Xusheng. It's not enough that he fooled the entire human race, but he also fooled the entire Demon Realm. Tomorrow, the Holy Trees of the Demon Realm will probably explode. "
After a few breaths, Lei Tingzhen shouted in disbelief, "No wonder! No wonder! No wonder when Zhang Longxiang appeared, Fang Yun was in seclusion! No wonder when Fang Yun appeared, Zhang Longxiang went into seclusion! No one knew what happened to you when you went up the Book Hill three times. Now, the Old Man finally understood. After you went up the Book Hill three times, you entered the literary world and became Zhang Longxiang to protect the Two World Mountain! You are Zhang Longxiang, and Zhang Longxiang is Fang Yun! "
Lei Tingzhen's words awakened many people from their daze.
The other Confucian scholars nodded slightly. Some smiled, some heaved sighs of relief, and some continued to ponder.
Yi Zhishi slowly put down his wine cup and sighed. No one knew what he was sighing about.
Kang Ha-chuan was surprised and happy, but he did not make the same mistake as Lei Tingzhen. Before Fang Yun admitted it personally, and before the result was confirmed, he did not say anything. He only looked at Fang Yun quietly.
Kang Ha-chuan's eyes were surging like an ocean.
The great scholars and the children of aristocratic families knew enough secrets, so when Fang Yun finished speaking, they could vaguely guess the reason. However, even after hearing Lei Tingzhen's explanation, most people were still confused, including some Hanlin Academy scholars and even Grand Scholars.
"What's going on? What does the Third Book Hill have to do with the literary world? "
"Who can explain it clearly?"
"Great Confucian Zhi Shi, I'm afraid only you can explain it clearly now!"
"Yi Wenhao, please explain!"
"Mr. Zhi Shi!"
Many people shouted for Yi Zhishi, hoping that he could explain it.
Yi Zhishi shook his head lightly. If it was those officials who asked him, he would be too lazy to care, but now that so many people were asking him, he did not know how to refuse.
After getting familiar with each other, Yi Zhishi's words were like thunder in spring.
"According to this Yi's guess, Fang Xusheng's Third Book Hill final test was to transform into the literary world's Zhang Longxiang and lead the army to Two World Mountain to help the human race obtain victory in the Battle of Bi Can. From the beginning to the end, there was only Fang Xusheng, and never Zhang Longxiang. "
Everyone thought carefully and then came to a realization.
Millions of burning eyes looked at Fang Yun.
However, no one said anything. They only looked at Fang Yun, waiting for Fang Yun's reply.
"Mr. Zhi Shi is indeed extraordinary, you guessed everything correctly."
On Yueyang Tower, Fang Yun's clothes fluttered in the wind, his body was straight, and he had a smile on his face.
At this moment, everyone felt that Fang Yun was the ruler of this world.
"Unparalleled in the world! Unparalleled in the world! "Flower Lord Elder shouted excitedly, his face flushed red, completely forgetting himself.
"Good! Good! Good! "Kang Ha-chuan didn't know how to express his excitement, and could only keep saying the same word.
The old man's eyes overflowed with a trace of light, but it quickly dissipated, and he became the Jingguo's literary minister again.
Wu Jun suddenly slammed the table, startling the attendant.
"Good! As expected of Fang Xusheng, no wonder this old man likes these two people, it's not without reason! How could such a genius appear in the literary world? Since it's Fang Xusheng, everything makes sense! Hahaha … this is too interesting! "
Wu Guo's officials beside him rolled their eyes. Wu Jun didn't even refer to himself as "this emperor", and started to refer to himself as "this old man". When he returned to Wu Guo, he would definitely be scolded badly by the imperial censor.
The big rabbit opened its mouth wide, incomparably confused. It couldn't understand how Fang Yun became Zhang Longxiang. It still wanted to wait for Zhang Longxiang to come and mock Zhang Longxiang for being the Qing Dog Barking Snow.
Qing Jun slumped in his chair, powerlessly looking at Fang Yun.
His hands kept trembling.
He couldn't believe this fact, and he couldn't bear the consequences of this matter.
Soon, a picture of Wanmin, Zhenlong, and Xuehai will be posted. After posting so many pictures related to Confucianism, this is the first one that I think is better than the description in my book.
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