Many people stared at the Sacred Apricot in a daze. It represented hope for the Divine Path, a higher position in literature, bringing glory to their ancestors, and almost everything else.
Many people forgot to listen to what Li Wenying said. They only woke up at the end and heard Li Wenying announce the worship of the Divine Temple.
Then, with Li Wenying as the leader, everyone present stood up and worshipped the Divine Temple.
Then, according to the etiquette, music and dance began.
The nation of etiquette and music could not be slacked.
After the music and dance ended, Li Wenying announced the flow of the gathering.
The theme of this gathering was "Praise Fang Yun". As long as one praised Fang Yun's positive poems, they could be selected. Moreover, regardless of whether the poet was present or not, as long as they were human, as long as their poems were ranked in the top 200, they would receive a Sacred Apricot.
There were three thousand Sacred Apricots, but most of them were decided by Fang Yun in advance.
More than five hundred apricots would be distributed in this Sacred Apricot Gathering. Among them, two hundred apricots would be decided by the number of poems, fifty would be awarded to the winners of the various gathering activities, and the remaining two hundred and fifty would be given to those who had contributed to the Human Race in order to encourage the scholars of the Human Race.
As the theme of the gathering had spread throughout the Human Race a long time ago, many scholars waited for Li Wenying to announce the start of the gathering before picking up their brushes to write.
Not only were there scholars writing on the spot, there were also countless poems on the Human Race's ranking list. As many scholars were unable to come, they could only participate in the gathering through the ranking list.
As this was the Academy of Literature, the Talent Qi formed by the poems could be seen. Thus, everyone saw a spectacular scene that had never been seen before in the history of the Human Race.
Orange light flashed at the scene of the gathering as Talent Qi rose from one poem after another. It was continuous, ranging from one foot to several feet. The number of Talent Qi surpassed all the previous gatherings of the Human Race.
The brilliance of the Talent Qi was even greater than the lights at the scene. Even the moon and stars in the sky were dimmed by the brilliance of the Talent Qi.
Suddenly, all the Talent Qi trembled slightly, and then all the Talent Qi gathered in the sky.
Some of the poems were not completed yet, but the Talent Qi continued to form and rise.
The orange Talent Qi in the sky increased and slowly condensed into a huge ball of light.
Not only did the Wen Institute's Talent Qi fly towards the light ball, but the Talent Qi formed by Fang Yun from other places also gathered here.
The literary gathering had just begun, but it was pushed to the climax by this strange scene. The scene immediately exploded. All the scholars didn't care if there were any great scholars present, and they were all talking about it.
"What's that? Don't tell me he wants to recreate Wen Qu Star? "
"The light of talent is vast and boundless. It's unheard of!"
"Everyone, does anyone know what that is?"
"There are no records of it in the books!"
"Could it be that it's Qi Lie Yang? Isn't that the talent and power of Half-saint? "
"It should be a rare phenomenon!"
"Hahahaha … I spent a year's worth of savings to come here, and someone called me stupid. But who would have thought that the Literary Gathering had just begun, and there would be a strange phenomenon hanging in the sky. It was worth it! It was so worth it! "
"Who knows what kind of phenomenon this is?"
The scholars present kept asking, but no one could come up with an answer. In the end, they came up with an answer that everyone agreed with. Perhaps when the literary gathering was over and everyone finished composing their poems, this phenomenon would officially take shape.
The strange phenomenon ignited the enthusiasm of the human race, and it spread on the ranking board.
Therefore, some of the scholars who didn't want to participate in the celebration of Fang Yun also started to write their poems.
At the Jingguo Great Scholar's seat, Kang Ha-chuan suddenly laughed and said, "Old Man didn't want to participate in the celebration of Fang Yun. He was afraid that he would be criticized for competing with the young people for the sacred apricot. However, how can the Old Man be absent from such a grand occasion? This celebration of Fang Yun, Old Man will also participate. If you are lucky enough to enter the top 200, you will give up your ranking, and the rewards will be delayed! "
"Since Mr. He Chuan is also participating, I will also participate," Cao Dean said.
Then, many Jingguo scholars expressed their willingness to participate.
Some people understood that most of the Jingguo scholars were already prepared to participate. Now that they suddenly said this, it must be to provoke those who didn't want to write their poems about Fang Yun. Since the phenomenon this time was caused by a large number of poems, the more people who participated, the stronger the phenomenon would be.
The entire event was about the high-level scholars of Jingguo trying to fight for a slim chance to help Fang Yun. Naturally, they would use all means possible.
Li Wenying, who was the host of the event, suddenly said, "Before Fang Yun left, he said that no matter how many fruits the sacred apricot bears, one of them will be kept as a backup. There are three thousand sacred apricots this time, and three hundred of them are still undecided. I will represent Xusheng and assign two hundred and fifty sacred apricots as the reward for this event. However, the reward this time is slightly different from the previous ones. It will only be given to the scholars, scholars, scholars, scholars, and scholars. Except for the people who are ranked in the top 200, each of the top fifty scholars will receive a sacred apricot! "
As soon as the news came out, the venue was in an uproar again.
Many scholars didn't participate in the competition because they knew that their ranking was low and it was difficult for them to compete with those scholars who had been famous for a long time. They just wanted to watch the fun.
However, now that there were two hundred and fifty sacred apricots as rewards, everyone was tempted.
When the scholars of Gyeongo, who were opposing Jingguo, saw this scene, they were powerless to be angry. They could only sigh at the fact that Jingguo was full of talented people. It was already amazing that they had Fang Yun, but this Li Wenying was even more decisive. He gave away two hundred and fifty sacred apricots just like that. No one in Gyeongo could do this.
Giving out rewards based on their ranking seemed unfair to the scholars of Gao Wenwei and would cause some of them to be dissatisfied. However, those scholars of Gao Wenwei didn't even make up one-thousandth of the total number.
In terms of strength and essays, the scholars of Gao Wenwei had an overwhelming advantage. However, in terms of poems, the people of Gao Wenwei did have an advantage, but it wasn't that obvious.
Once countless low-ranking scholars were mobilized to write poems praising Fang Yun, creating a stronger phenomenon was only secondary. The most frightening thing was that almost all of the scholars would persuade themselves to praise Fang Yun for the sacred apricots, even if they were previously against Fang Yun or just remained neutral.
Therefore, more and more scholars announced that they would participate in this literary gathering.
There wasn't much going on at the literary gathering, but the list discussion was almost boiling. This was because most of the scholars of the human race didn't come to the gathering and could only use the list discussion to present their poems.
The list discussion articles poured out like a waterfall.
Before the Literati Planet's mutation and the number of people in the imperial examinations increased, the human race already had tens of millions of scholars with ranking. In the past few years, the number of scholars with ranking had increased, and the number of scholars with ranking had exceeded one hundred million.
However, it wasn't only the scholars with ranking who participated. Those without ranking would also participate. They would ask other scholars to write on their behalf. This caused the total number of poems praising Fang Yun to exceed one hundred million by the end of the literary gathering. It might even reach one billion.
One billion people praising Fang Yun!
Soon, the Jingguo official in charge of ranking the poems was stunned. He had no choice but to ask Li Wenying for advice on how to distinguish the hundreds of millions of poems.
Li Wenying thought about it and asked the Notre-Dame to help.
In the end, the Dongsheng Pavilion had no choice but to announce that the incarnation of Mo Ju of the Eastern Sage Sect would be in charge of counting the poems on the list. In order to make it easier for non-scholars to pass on the poems, the list discussion would be open to all humans before the end of the literary gathering. Mortals could enter directly if they were near the literary academies or official seals in their hearts.
Once this news spread, it caused another huge uproar. Half-saint was in charge of counting the poems at a literary gathering. What an honor!
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