Amidst the cheers of the crowd, two High Scholars walked over, each holding a red sandalwood box. They handed it to Fang Yun respectfully.
"Thank you, everyone!" Fang Yun said politely. He took the two wooden boxes and put them into the Huhu Shell.
Many people were envious of him when they saw that he had the Huhu Shell. Even the rich and powerful could not get their hands on one.
Many servants began to serve the food and wine. Since there was no need to compete for the title, everyone began to drink and toil. It was very lively.
Fang Yun drank a few cups with the crowd. Qiu Chi, the High Scholar of Qi Nation, said, "Fang Yun, you are indeed a genius of the Ten Nations! Because of you, Master Ci invited the other three scholars. This news will definitely spread throughout the city. The Mid-Autumn Festival Literary Meet tomorrow will be much more lively than the previous years. "
"With the four great scholars gathered, those scholars who did not want to come will probably come. Those people from the Notre-Dame will probably go down the mountain together," Zu Yuanhe said.
"It has been a long time since there was such a grand literary meet in the Ten Nations. I didn't expect Fang Yun to stir up such a storm. You are only a High Scholar and yet you are so impressive," Qiu Chi praised with a smile.
"Brother Qiu, you flatter me. The gathering of the four great scholars has nothing to do with me. It should be Master Ci's idea," Fang Yundao said.
"Without you, Master Ci would not even want to go to the Holy Ground Literary Meet. You don't have to be humble. Come, let me toast you! "Qiu Chi raised his glass.
"Okay." Fang Yun raised his glass.
After drinking it in one gulp, Qiu Chi asked, "Are you holding a River Shell or a Huhu Shell?"
"The River Shell is so precious, how can I have it? It is a Huhu Shell, and it belongs to the Jiang State Institute of Arts. I have to return it after using it."
"Seems like Jingguo is betting on you for this trip to the Holy Ground. We are considered the most outstanding scholars in the various nations. We are either from rich families or aristocratic families. However, apart from Fan Ming, no one else has a Huhu Shell."
Zu Yuanhe smiled and said, "Fan Ming is the hope of the Ji family. He will probably be closer to my cousin in the future. Our Zu Clan is a Half-saint clan, and I specialize in [Mozi] and machinery techniques. But I don't even have a lake shell. I can't even bring my mechanical tiger when I go out. "
Fang Yun asked, "Brother Zu, what kind of traps do you have? I have never come into contact with mechanical techniques before and have only seen them occasionally in Jade Sea City and Kong City. "
Zu Yuanhe said, "I have two mechanical beasts, a tiger and a mouse. Actually, the truly powerful ones are the demonic and barbarian type mechanical beasts. Unfortunately, those types of mechanical beasts are too difficult to create, and they require a lot of talent. I am unable to create them."
Fang Yun nodded in understanding. In the Saint Origin World, the mechanical arts were created because of Talent Qi. Many parts of the mechanical beasts required Talent Qi to change, and when controlling them, Talent Qi had to be injected in advance. However, ordinary Talent Qi couldn't turn the mechanical beasts into literary treasures. Only Half-saint could turn the mechanical beasts into literary treasures.
There were very few Wen Bao mechanisms, and every one of them was incomparably powerful.
Zu Yuanhe said enviously, "Our Zu Clan is much worse than the Mozi Clan and the Zhang Heng Clan. These two clans have been accumulating for many years, and they have all kinds of powerful mechanisms. Our Ancestor is only considered half a mechanism master, and he left us too few mechanisms. In fact, it's even worse than the Luban Clan. Although the Luban Clan is just Xusheng, they have always been allies with the Mozi Clan and have been cooperating with them. They are getting stronger day by day, and their strength is far beyond that of many aristocratic families. Without a Half-saint as their ancestor, only the descendants of the Luban Clan can be called an aristocratic family. "
"Indeed." Everyone nodded.
Due to the fact that they didn't overthrow the Hundred Clans and the Confucian Clan was the dominant force, the philosophy of the Mo Clan gradually changed. In the end, they ignored everything else and made great contributions to the Ten Nations together with the Luban Clan. Their status was second only to the secondary saint aristocratic families, and they had disciples all over the world. Even the living Half-saint wouldn't offend them.
Fang Yun suddenly remembered Zu Yuanhe's words and said, "You just said that you can't bring the mechanical tiger. Could it be that the mechanical rat has always been with you? Why didn't I see it? "
Zu Yuanhe raised his hand, and a black shadow darted out of his sleeve and quickly crawled to Fang Yun's table.
Fang Yun took a closer look and saw that it was clearly a rat with grey fur. It had a sharp mouth and a pair of black eyes that stared at Fang Yun.
"This … isn't a spirit beast, right? It doesn't look like a mechanism at all. "Fang Yundao laughed.
Everyone laughed. Zu Yuanhe said, "You're still young, and I'm afraid you've only seen ordinary mechanisms. For example, they're made of sturdy wood or metal. Our Half-saint clan's mechanisms are different. We specialize in using the bones and fur of demons and barbarians, and then we use special metals to protect them. "
"I know that, but I didn't expect it to be so realistic." Fang Yundao said.
"This rat is used for scouting or for nimble tasks. In order to prevent it from being seen through, it's especially realistic. If you see the mechanical tiger in my house, you'll know that there's a huge difference between mechanical beasts and real beasts. They're not as nimble, but they're stronger. Take this mechanical rat for example. Even if it intentionally gives up its strength, it's still far from a spirit beast. It's a pity that good spirit beasts are too expensive. Otherwise, I wouldn't have made a mechanical rat to replace spirit beasts. Oh right, where's your spirit fox? If you bring a spirit beast, you'll be much safer in the Holy Ground. "
Fang Yun could only make up a story. "My spirit beast suddenly fell ill, or else I wouldn't have brought it here. You don't have any spirit beasts? "
Zu Yuanhe said, "We're not as lucky as you to meet a good spirit beast. Other than Fan Ming, we don't have any. "
Fang Yun laughed and felt that he was lucky.
Spirit beasts were different from demons and barbarians. Barbarians controlled the power of Qi and blood. Although demons and soldiers had low intelligence, they still surpassed beasts. However, the problem was that once they used their Qi and blood, they could lose their rationality and ignore everything, often causing trouble.
Demon generals were more rational, so there were many demon generals on the streets of Confucius Saint. No one was afraid of them, but one had to be at least a Grand Scholar to be qualified to raise a demon general. Those who were High Scholar or below could only look for spirit beasts.
The so-called spirit beasts were special beasts with a certain level of intelligence. After training, they could understand human language. As they were not demons, they did not have the power of Qi and blood, so they would not suddenly lose their rationality.
Many Jinshi and even Hanlin Scholars would not give up the spirit beasts that they had raised in the past. This was because the Demon Generals were very large in size. Sometimes, they were not as useful as spirit beasts. Those small demons were more special. For example, the Ming Qi Bird was very difficult to tame.
Fang Yun asked Li Fanming, "Where's your spirit beast?"
"A silly rabbit at home. Recently, it's getting fatter and fatter. I've already lost confidence in it. I don't even want to bring it out," Li Fanming said helplessly.
Everyone else had seen the rabbit before, and they were all secretly laughing.
Everyone's conversation was quickly interrupted because people kept coming to congratulate Fang Yun. They were either toasting or leaving their name tattoos. Fang Yun's Hanhu Shell quickly accumulated hundreds of name tattoos. These name tattoos were like business cards, and there were even people who used pure gold. It was obvious how wealthy their families were.
After a long time, most of the people who were supposed to come had left. Some people even started to leave the Sishui Courtyard. Fang Yun finally had some peace.
As tomorrow was the Holy Ground, everyone started to talk about the Holy Ground Literary Meet and the Holy Ground Road. Only the 100 people who passed the Holy Ground Road were qualified to officially enter the Holy Ground.
It was late into the night before everyone left.
Before leaving, Fang Yun looked at the trees in the Sishui Courtyard. Almost one-tenth of the leaves had fallen. He did not forget to pick up a bunch of ancient tree leaves. He could give them to people as gifts when he returned to Jingguo.
The next morning, Fang Yun ate, read, practiced his guqin, and perfected the "General's Order" as usual.
The only problem was that his official seal kept receiving letters. Some wished him success in the Holy Ground, and some talked about the three poems yesterday. The head of the Gong Yang family also personally sent a letter to apologize. He said that he had removed Gong Yang Xun from his family's power and sent him to the border to fight against the demons and barbarians. He hoped that Fang Yun would forgive him. In the end, he kindly reminded Fang Yun not to be soft-hearted if he met Liu Zizhi in the Holy Ground.
Fang Yun pretended that he did not know the intentions of the Gong Yang family and thanked the head of the Gong Yang family politely. In fact, Fang Yun was already wary of Liu Zizhi.
In the morning, Li Wenying returned from the Notre-Dame. He was a little strange. He was obviously tired, but he was very excited. His dark and thick eyebrows seemed to be sharper than usual. The two of them exchanged a few words. Fang Yun suddenly felt a strong and vast aura coming out of Li Wenying's body.
Fang Yun looked at Li Wenying with his eyes wide open. He was very surprised and said, "Congratulations, Lord Li. You are about to become a great scholar."
Li Wenying nodded. He tried to be serious, but he could not hide the joy on his face. He said, "I am just full of talent. There is still some time before I can officially become a great scholar. It will take at least three months and at most a year."
"You are just a great scholar, but you have such a vast aura. If you become a great scholar, you will be extraordinary. That traitorous scholar Feng Chengjue, as the last of the four great scholars of the previous generation, his talent is far superior to yours. But in the end, he was surpassed by you through hard work and diligence! You are one of the four great scholars of the previous generation. "Fang Yun was not stingy with his praise for Li Wenying.
The joy on Li Wenying's face gradually faded. He said, "You cannot look down on the scholars of the world. Although Shi Jun and Shi Jun were both Four Great Scholars, they were far from being comparable to Shi Jun. Among the Four Great Scholars of the same age, there were three people from the Kongsheng Clan who were above Shi Jun, but not as good as Shi Jun. As for the other families, there is no need to talk about them. The talent of Xiong Jun is close to that of Shi Jun! "
Speaking of Xiong Jun, Li Wenying's expression changed.
"You know about the matter between me and Xiong Jun?" Fang Yun asked.
"When I went down the mountain, I received a letter from a friend. I know about the matter of the past few days. I may not care about the matters in the Holy Ground, but if he makes things difficult for you in Saint Origin World, I will not let his Meng family live in peace! Unfortunately, he has too many literary treasures and the Holy Page. I cannot do anything to him. "
Fang Yun found that Li Wenying was famous for his strong will and courage, but when he talked about Xiong Jun, there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes.
"Thank you, Lord Li."
Li Wenying said, "There is an important thing I need to tell you. Today, I found out that Xiong Jun stole the Three Writings of Han Xin to enter the Holy Ground. Although I do not know how he did it, you must be extra careful when you enter the Holy Ground. It is best if you do not meet him. Last night, he said that he will definitely get the blood drop and the beast skin. He must have some unknown method. "
"Fan Ming has already told me about this. I will be extra careful when I enter the Holy Ground. Even if he has many tricks up his sleeves, he will not be able to determine victory until the end. The one who had the last laugh was the one who laughed best! I believe that I will be the biggest winner in the Holy Ground! "
"You are promising. Let's go to the Confucius Academy and take the Holy Ground Road. "Li Wenying nodded.
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