After the sacrificial ceremony ended, the people at the foot of Mount Shu dispersed.
At the Book Hill Workshop that night, the craftsmen held a celebratory banquet. All craftsmen were allowed to attend.
Fang Yun was undoubtedly the star of the banquet.
All the scholars who had participated in the Battle of Chuan City spent the entire banquet recounting the details of the battle vividly to the others. The scholars who had not been there were both happy and annoyed. They were happy because the battle had been very exciting, but annoyed because they had not been there and had not been able to witness the most glorious battle in the history of the testimony industry.
The next day, Fang Yun's deeds continued to spread.
After a few days, even the remote villages and towns knew that there was a savior in the craftsmen's world called Fang Yun.
After a few more days, a piece of news spread throughout the craftsmen's world. After being recommended by all the scholars, Fang Yun would enter the Holy Land of the Divine Craftsmen for a long period of seclusion.
When many craftsmen heard the news, they were happy for Fang Yun. At the same time, they were very envious.
This was because in the craftsmen's world, only scholars who had made great contributions were qualified to enter the Holy Land, and the duration was only three to five days.
That was because the Holy Land was where Zhuge Saint lived back then. Any scholar who cultivated there would improve their strength at an extremely fast rate.
Now that Fang Yun could cultivate in seclusion for a long period of time, once he came out, he would definitely become a scholar.
When the Great Scholar of Seacliff heard the news, he was both happy and worried. He was afraid that Fang Yun's strength would increase greatly after he came out of seclusion, but he was also glad that he had enough time.
After a discussion, the Great Scholar of Seacliff decided that everyone would start to focus on the craftsmen. They had to work together and take down Half-saint's former residence as soon as possible through collective wisdom.
The Divine Craftsmen's Hall was located halfway up Mount Shu. There was a path in the depths of the Divine Craftsmen's Hall that went straight to the belly of the mountain. There was a cave inside, and at the entrance of the cave stood a young man in a purple robe.
Fang Yun looked at the entrance of the cave.
There were no words around the entrance, and there was nothing special about it. However, Fang Yun could feel a vast and mighty power from the cave, which made him instinctively admire it.
Fang Yun bowed respectfully and then said, "Junior Fang Yun greets Zhuge. If I'm being rude, please forgive me. "
After bowing, Fang Yun stepped forward.
The moment his left foot stepped into the hole, Fang Yun felt that there was no longer air in front of him, but an invisible wall of water, which slowed his movements.
Fang Yun took a second step. It was no longer a wall of water in front of him, but a more viscous swamp.
The third step was like stepping into fine sand.
The fourth step was like stepping into solid soil.
At the fifth step, it was as if he was already inside the rock. He couldn't move it with his body alone.
Fang Yun had no choice but to exercise a little to take the sixth step.
As a result, after the sixth step, he felt as if he was surrounded by steel.
If he could attack with his fists, this level of obstruction would be nothing. However, he couldn't do that now. He could only rely on walking to break through such a powerful force, which was too difficult.
Fang Yun had no choice but to mobilize all of his talent Qi and finally took the seventh step. His body was empty, and he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
In front of him was a cave that wasn't particularly big. It was about fifty to sixty feet in radius and thirty feet in height.
Inside the cave, there was only a circular jade board. It was three inches thick and about four feet in diameter. It wasn't big.
The jade board didn't look precious. It was just a piece of bluestone with some jade-like colors. In the Saint Origin World, it could be sold for five taels of silver at most.
The surface of the jade board was very smooth. Other than that, there was nothing special.
Fang Yun used his Divine Thought to observe it. Heaven and earth changed. The jade board emitted a rich holy light. The density of the holy Qi was even higher than that of the holy Qi in the Saint Burial Valley.
The walls of the cave were emitting a faint golden light, which complemented the jade board.
Fang Yun bowed to the jade board again. He then knelt on it and closed his eyes.
Fang Yun was the first outsider to come to the Holy Land of the Craftsmen World.
After sitting down, Fang Yun suddenly felt that his mind was in a mess. He couldn't help but recall everything he had experienced after entering the Craftsmen World. He only stopped when the Holy Worshipping Ceremony was over.
Fang Yun was sweating profusely. As soon as his mind recovered, the sweat evaporated.
Then, Fang Yun continued to sit on it. He emptied his mind and breathed slowly. He got rid of all of his selfish thoughts.
Before entering, Fang Yun had asked Zhao Qianzhang in the Divine Craftsmen's Hall what he should do in the Holy Land. However, Zhao Qianzhang had said that he should do whatever he wanted to do and that he should do whatever he wanted to do.
Fang Yun knew that the Holy Land would not be simple, but it definitely wouldn't be complicated.
Slowly, Fang Yun felt that he had left the cave, left the Craftsmen World, left Heaven and Earth, and entered the endless void.
There was no concept of time or space here. The only "existence" was himself.
Fang Yun was confused because he didn't know what to do. He couldn't perceive anything in the outside world, whether it was material or spiritual. He was like a leaf floating in the sea. He didn't know what he wanted, where he was, and where he was going.
Fang Yun tried hard to think, but found that he seemed to have lost the ability to think. He couldn't even determine whether he had it or not. He just felt that he seemed to have lost a lot.
Slowly, Fang Yun felt that he was getting smaller and smaller. It was as if something was constantly leaving his body. If this continued, he would completely dissipate.
However, Fang Yun didn't feel anxious because he had lost this emotion.
Gradually, Fang Yun even lost the ability to think. He could only perceive everything instinctively. He could perceive himself and whether there was something or not.
However, Fang Yun felt that his "perception" was getting weaker and weaker. It seemed that it wouldn't be long before he completely lost his perception and contact with the outside world.
It was like an onion being peeled off layer by layer. In the end, there was nothing left.
His perception was cut off.
Everything was in chaos. Everything was dead.
However, in the infinite depths, in the infinite distance, there was a little light.
What was that?
The so-called fate of heaven.
Heaven and earth gave man his nature.
What was nature?
Nature to man was like the origin of Heaven and Earth.
Then, nature is nature. Who am I?
In the light, there seemed to be a clanging sound.
What Heaven and Earth gave me was only my nature. I am my own self.
A little light shone in the void. Countless light shadows were drawn by the light. It was as if time was flowing backward. Everything that had dissipated returned.
Everything Fang Yun had seen, heard, touched, thought, done, loved, grieved, knew, and felt ever since he was born …
It wasn't the will of Heaven and Earth, but his own.
There was right, there was wrong, there was wrong, there was good, there was evil, there was good, there was bad, there was good, there was good, there was good, there was bad, there was neither good nor bad …
Everything had returned to its original place.
"Me, that's me."
Fang Yun suddenly sighed. He completely understood what it meant to be himself.
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