The crowd didn't know why the old man was angry, but they didn't ask. Yan Yukong and the other two walked out while Fang Yun took out a set of scholar's robes and changed into them. His previous clothes were in tatters.
When Yan Yukong walked out, many people smiled and congratulated him. When Sun Naiyong and Mo Shan walked out, everyone felt that it was only right.
When Fang Yun walked out in his scholar's robes, everyone was stunned. Even Li Wenying was stunned. Then, unconcealable joy appeared in his eyes.
"What's going on? A scholar is the fourth to walk out? "
"That person seems to be Fang Yun."
"Even if he is Fang Yun, he is still a scholar! How can a scholar pass the Holy Ground Road? How can a scholar be ranked fourth!? Look, there are only six people in this batch. Where are the other geniuses? That's impossible! Something must have gone wrong! "
"Cut it out. Let's wait and find out more about the situation."
The hundreds of people didn't speak and waited for Fang Yun and the others to come over.
An official from Gyeongo took a few steps forward and said to Yan Yukong with a smile, "Young Master Yan, you came in first on the Holy Ground Road this time, right?"
Yan Yukong nodded.
"Then … why did Fang Yun from Jingguo come out with you?"
"He also passed the Holy Ground Road and came in fourth." After saying that, Yan Yukong ignored that person and walked out.
The official from the Kingdom of Qing froze in place as if he had been petrified. He wanted to grab Yan Yukong's clothes and ask him again, but he heard clearly that Fang Yun was ranked fourth on the Road to the Holy Ground. He was in the top ten, and his moonlight was doubled.
The surrounding people looked at Fang Yun. The Holy Ground Road was not a competition of talent. It was a competition of survival ability and strength. Only those who were strong enough were qualified to enter the Holy Ground.
"A scholar stood out from a group of geniuses and came in fourth. This … is the Ten Nations going to change?"
"Fortunately, he is only a scholar and a scholar. If there is a Grand Scholar, he can also be in the top ten. I, a Grand Scholar, should just kill myself! "
"How did he pass the Holy Ground Road? Back when I was a High Scholar, I went there as well. It was like a mountain of daggers and a sea of flames. How could an Elementary Scholar like him survive! "
Everyone was discussing and guessing. In the end, they came to a helpless conclusion. Fang Yun was not afraid of pain!
Other than this, no one could think of any other possibility.
Everyone also discovered another problem. Among Kong Sheng and the six secondary saint clans, only Yan Yukong was in the top six. Other than Fang Yun, the rest were all disciples of the Half-saint clan.
"Could it be … that the world is really going to change?"
"The Holy Ground was brought forward this year. Many aristocratic families had made a mistake in their calculations. Those geniuses were too young. If they had waited for another two years, even if they could not compare to Yan Yukong, they would not be inferior to others. If they had known that the Holy Ground would open earlier, those Grand Scholars would still be High Scholars. "
"Look, someone is writing a notice for the Road to Holy Ruins."
Everyone looked over and saw that a large piece of white paper was pasted on one side of the Wen Palace Hall. A Han Lin was standing one zhang away. A brush flew from his hand to the white paper and wrote down the ranking of the Road of Holy Ruins.
Fang Yun took a look at the list and then chatted with Li Wenying about the Road to Holy Ruins. He walked out and headed to the resting area of the Confucius Academy. He was waiting for the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Gathering at night. After he finished writing his poem, he would be able to receive moonlight and officially enter the Holy Ruins.
Half an hour later, Li Fanming passed through the fog. He looked exhausted. The big rabbit did not let him carry it anymore and followed behind him obediently.
Li Fanming walked towards the beast bridge and saw dozens of people standing in front of him. Most of them were resting. He asked the people who had come here earlier, but none of them had seen Fang Yun.
'Anyway, he is the number one elementary scholar and his poems are so good. Even if he does not receive moonlight, he will be safe.' Li Fanming thought to himself. He sat on the ground and rested, preparing to cross the beast bridge after he had recovered some of his strength.
The big rabbit ran around and sniffed continuously. Soon, it returned to Li Fanming's side happily.
Another 15 minutes later, Liu Zizhi walked out of the fog and slowly walked towards the beast bridge.
Liu Zizhi's face was pale and he was in low spirits. He looked at the people around the beast bridge and realized that Fang Yun was not there. His mood suddenly became better.
Walking to the beast bridge, Liu Zizhi heard some people talking about Fang Yun and walked over to eavesdrop.
"Who has seen Fang Yun?" Someone asked.
"Brother Fanming has just asked. It seems like Fang Yun has not passed the fog."
"Of course. If a mere elementary scholar like him can pass the fog, then how can we, the High Scholars, put our faces?"
"However, this fog is really too scary. This is just an ordinary fog. If it was a strong fog, we would definitely die. But the fog can also transform into butterflies. Just thinking about it is scary. "
"When the fog first transforms into butterflies, it is not scary. If it is given enough time to grow, then the entire Holy Ruins will be under its control. Thus, the demons and barbarians in the Holy Ruins will try their best to stop the fog from transforming into butterflies. Once the fog transforms into butterflies, they will work together to destroy it."
"I heard that the Demon King has a fog butterfly that is extremely scary."
"Forget it. Let's not talk too much. Let's recover our strength and fight for the top thirty. Even if we can't, we can't be below eighty."
Liu Zizhi listened to the conversation and felt happy. As long as Fang Yun could not enter the top thirty, he would not be able to get the extra moonlight. A mere elementary scholar like him would not be able to do anything in the Holy Ruins.
Li Fanming was beside him. Liu Zizhi remembered that Li Fanming had opposed him at the riverside and smiled. "Brother Fanming, I apologize. I did not expect Fang Yun to be able to pass the Ruo Shui and even the Strange Wind Canyon. My foresight is not as good as yours."
Li Fanming raised his head and glanced at Liu Zizhi. His voice was neither salty nor indifferent.
Liu Zizhi originally wanted to resolve the conflict between him and Li Fanming. After all, he was half a member of the Ji family. He did not expect Li Fanming to have such an attitude. It was obvious that he had a good relationship with Fang Yun. Liu Zizhi was unhappy. "Unfortunately, Fang Yun will not be able to enter the top thirty. If he can enter the top thirty and get the extra moonlight, then he will be much safer in the Holy Ruins. I've heard that there are very few Elementary Scholars who come back alive. "
"Since Fang Yun can pass the Strange Wind Canyon, it will be easy for him to leave the Holy Ruins safely." Li Fanming said.
"That is not necessarily true. At least he has to pass the Changing Fog before he can say that he is not afraid of the Holy Ruins." Liu Zizhi smiled.
Li Fanming snorted and ignored Liu Zizhi.
The big rabbit at the side looked at Liu Zizhi as if it was looking at a fool.
Time passed slowly and more and more people passed the Holy Ruins Road. Fifty-four of the top sixty were disciples of the All Saint Families. Below sixty were disciples of the Half-saint families. If not for the demon race's invasion of the Two World Mountain, the competition on the Holy Ruins Road would have been even more intense.
Half an hour later, Li Fanming crossed the Beast Bridge and successfully passed the Holy Ruins Road.
Not long after, Liu Zizhi also passed the Holy Ruins Road and appeared in the Wen Palace. He did not care about his tattered clothes and rushed out of the Wen Palace. He looked around and saw a list beside him. His heart was in his throat.
"I hope there are less than eighty people! I hope there are less than eighty people! "He thought to himself. He held his breath and looked at the bottom of the list.
He saw a Han Lin Academy student writing with a stroke of genius: 76, Liu Zizhi.
Liu Zizhi clenched his fists and almost shouted. He knew that he was not qualified to be in the top eighty, but with the help of the Left Minister, he had a chance to improve his strength. However, the chance was not big. He was only relieved now.
"Let's see who is in the top ten." Liu Zizhi thought to himself. He looked from Yan Yukong to the fourth name "Fang Yun". His heart skipped a beat. He instinctively thought that it was someone else with the same name. However, an uncontrollable panic rose from the depths of his heart.
"It can't be Fang Yun! It can't be! It can't be … "Liu Zizhi kept comforting himself. However, the more he comforted himself, the more panic he felt. He could not help but think of the scene in the Strange Wind Valley where Fang Yun surpassed him. He still remembered the scene that chilled him to the bone. He thought that Fang Yun had lost, but in the end, Fang Yun surpassed him. It was a huge blow to him.
Liu Zizhi walked with heavy steps to the side of Han Lin Academy. He prayed countless times in his heart before asking softly, "Master Han Lin, which country is the fourth on the list from?"
Han Lin Academy looked at Liu Zizhi and said, "You don't know Fang Yun from Jingguo? Do you think it's someone else with the same name? If it's not someone with the same name, then it's him! You're not the only one who asked. It's that Fang Maocai who wrote the Epigraph of My Shack. Don't ask anymore. "
Liu Zizhi's body swayed. He did not even have time to confirm before Han Lin Academy stopped him.
At that moment, Liu Zizhi heard a strange laughter. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a large rabbit standing upright and staring at him. It was covering its mouth with its two front paws and laughing strangely. It looked as if it was looking at an idiot.
Liu Zizhi almost went mad with anger. It was one thing for him to be surpassed by Fang Yun, but how could a rabbit have the right to laugh at him?!
Li Fanming smiled and apologized, "Brother Liu, I'm really sorry. Our rabbit doesn't know any etiquette and has embarrassed itself in front of you." As he said that, he used the tip of his foot to nudge the large rabbit to make it behave.
However, the large rabbit ran off into the distance and pointed at Liu Zizhi, laughing non-stop.
The surrounding people looked at Liu Zizhi curiously. It was rare to see a high scholar being laughed at by a rabbit.
"Sigh, there's nothing we can do." Li Fanming sighed and left.
Liu Zizhi was so angry that his face turned red. He wanted to find a hole to hide in.
Around four in the afternoon, before the sun had even set, people from all over the city began to head to the Confucius Academy in the center of the city.
There were already many students in the plaza in front of the Confucius Academy. A portion of them were busy setting up a platform for the Academic Meet. The hundred people who were qualified to enter the Holy Ground would compose poems and poems on the platform. Another portion of them were setting up tables and chairs in front of the platform to prepare for the guests.
The roofs of the houses around the plaza of the Confucius Academy were all flat, and there were many tables and chairs placed on the roofs. Every time this happened, these roofs could be sold for a high price. Those who couldn't get an invitation to the Academic Meet would try their best to buy a spot on these roofs.
The Holy Ground Mid-Autumn Academic Meet was held once a year. Every time it happened, the streets would be filled with people, and countless people would be attracted to the Confucius Academy.
This year was destined to be more lively than before, because a large number of rumors were spreading. Some said that the current generation's Four Great Scholars would be gathering, and even the mysterious second of the Four Great Scholars, the 'Hidden Lord', would be attending. Some said that the previous generation's Four Great Scholars and the so-called Fifth Great Scholar, Li Wenying, had already arrived. The Fierce Lord had also appeared. There were even rumors that even Half-saint might be attending this Academic Meet. Floating astronomy.
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