All the Gyeongo people entered the article with righteous indignation. At the beginning, their blood was boiling, but the more they read, the more they felt that something was wrong. In the end, their faces were red.
Those who were thin-skinned left and pretended that nothing had happened.
Those who were thick-skinned kept pestering and questioning. In the end, they forced the various great scholars to come out and prove it.
"I'm in the Bloodlight World and have just left the Stargate. I'm just a newly promoted great scholar, not worth mentioning. I'm about to participate in a great scholar-level breeding event in the Bloodlight World. There's not much time, so let's simply talk about Fang Sheng's role … "
"As a member of the Gong Family who once worked with Fang Sheng on the new loom, the Old Man has something to say …"
"The Old Man has just returned from the Bloodlight World and hasn't slept for many days. I just want to talk about the situation of the herbs in the Bloodlight World …"
Soon, the article's appeal was no less than that of Fang Yun's article.
At first, the great scholars only talked about it briefly. Later, they became more and more addicted. They began to talk about all kinds of new crops, new technologies, new medicines, and so on in their replies.
Many of the replies were already qualified to be published in the Holy Path. The low-ranking scholars of the various families were very satisfied and kept taking notes.
Later on, no one in Gyeongo dared to reply.
The Gyeongo people who dared to reply all stood on Fang Yun's side.
The scholars of the human race originally thought that Fang Yun's battle achievements were outstanding. However, when they saw that all the great scholars had become "Fang Sheng", they realized that the author of the article had made a big mistake.
Later on, someone discovered that the author of the article wanted to delete it but was stopped. The reason was that the Saints were paying attention.
After the news spread, everyone could imagine how awkward Old Han Lin's expression was at that time.
This article and Fang Yun's article circulated around the human race at the same time. More and more people were convinced by Fang Yun. Even if some people thought that Fang Yun was too cruel to kill Qing Jun, they now understood Fang Yun.
When the morning sun shone on the Saint Origin World, Fang Yun had already returned to the Bloodlight World with Ao Zhou and continued to celebrate the new year with his family.
On the seventh day of the new year, Fang Yun officially participated in the Saint Canonization Ceremony and left Ao Zhou in the Bloodlight Realm.
However, Fang Yun had requested that everything be kept simple, so only a few Notre-Dame scholars were able to witness this small-scale sainthood ceremony.
Due to the previous incident, the ceremony was hosted by the Hall of Rites. The people of the Dongsheng Pavilion could only watch from afar.
After the Saint Canonization Ceremony, all the saints should have gathered to discuss the Dao. However, Wang Jinglong and Chen Qingzhi were recovering from their injuries, and Zong Mo Ju could not come out, so the discussion was temporarily canceled.
After the Sainthood Canonization Ceremony, Fang Yun was led by Wu Jiu, the Great Confucian of the Hall of Rites, to an independent courtyard of the Notre-Dame.
It was surrounded by gray walls and covered with black tiles. The vermilion gate was wide open. Through the gate, one could see the rockery and flowing water, the lotus pond, and the promenade. It was a garden scene.
Such a large garden residence was rare even in the city, and even rarer on Mount Inverted Peak.
Only Half-saint are allowed to stay.
Fang Yun stood at the gate and looked at the black nameless plaque on the gate.
Wu Jiu smiled, "Your Majesty Saint Fang, according to the rules, you have to rename this residence before you enter."
Fang Yun nodded, raised his right hand and swiped in the air. Two yellow words appeared on the plaque.
Emperor Soil.
After the Dragon City opened, the name Emperor Soil spread across the ten thousand worlds. Wu Jiu had heard of this name before, and thought that this new saint was truly extraordinary, as expected of the leader of all saints.
Fang Yun stepped in, and Wu Jiu and the others left.
Fang Yun walked around the Emperor Soil Courtyard, and found that it was not much different from the residences outside, but the rooms were exceptionally large and spacious, not suitable for living.
This was the safest place for the human race.
Finally, Fang Yun stepped into the study.
The ordinary desk, the ordinary wooden chair, the ordinary bookshelf, the ordinary four treasures of the study, they were all ordinary things made by Kong City's merchants.
But everything was new.
Fang Yun glanced around, and found that all the furniture in the room had disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, a large amount of stationery and furniture appeared, all different from before.
The new stationery and furniture had a faint layer of white light on their surface, like jade that had been played with for more than a hundred years.
Fang Yun sat on the new chair and closed his eyes to rest.
Not long after, the air in the Emperor Soil Courtyard started to vibrate slightly, no bigger than the wind caused by a mosquito.
Fang Yun opened his eyes and looked at the door.
An old man in a blue robe walked in.
The old man had an ordinary round face with sparse wrinkles. At first glance, he looked to be in his forties or fifties, but upon closer inspection, he looked exceptionally old. The hem of his blue robe seemed to have faded due to wearing it for too long, and the black paint on his hairpin had worn off.
The old man's eyes were covered in mist, his pupils and the white of his eyes could not be seen, as if countless creatures were living in the mist.
He held two jade balls in his left hand, and as his fingers moved, the jade balls slowly turned.
Unlike ordinary people, the two jade balls in his hand kept turning at a constant speed, which was very strange.
He was Mi Fengdian, Half-saint of the Kingdom of Shu.
Mi Fengdian's saintly body had descended, but he did not have any saintly aura. He was no different from an ordinary old man.
Fang Yun stood up slightly and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Mr. Fengdian. You've reached the Dust Mist."
Mi Fengdian looked at Fang Yun expressionlessly, as stiff as a wooden statue, but his voice was very gentle, like a spring breeze.
"I should be the one congratulating you. You've reached the peak of the Dust Mist. The Old Man can't catch up with you. "Mi Fengdian praised Fang Yun sincerely.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Mr. Fengdian, you're too kind. Please have a seat. "
"Nice chair."
Mi Fengdian sat opposite Fang Yun, and reached out his withered right hand to touch the handle.
It was like touching a piece of jade.
He did not even have such a chair in his study.
No living Half-saint had such a good chair.
Only a few of them had such chairs in their former residences.
Fang Yun smiled. He had heard that Mi Fengdian liked to collect stationery, and it seemed that it was true.
Fang Yun glanced around, and a tea set appeared on the table. The water in the kettle boiled instantly and flew into the air. It tilted slightly, and the boiling water fell into the teapot. Then, the teapot flew up automatically and poured tea for the two.
The steam of the tea was like fire, and the aroma of the tea was overwhelming.
Mi Fengdian picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, tasted it carefully, and then drank it.
"Good tea!"
He still did not have such good things.
Fang Yun also picked up the teacup and tasted it carefully.
The two did not speak, and just drank the divine tea.
After the third pot, Mi Fengdian put down the tea reluctantly and said, "Old Man is here for business and personal reasons. You are the new Saint, and you will be the examiner for this year's Imperial Examination. Cloud Saint and I will send our incarnations to help you. This year's Imperial Examination will benefit from the bright light of literature, and the number of students admitted will be increased. We will use the Kong Shengwen World to connect to the Holy Temples in various places, and let thousands of students enter the Kong Shengwen World. The rest of the rules will be the same as last year. Of course, you are the examiner, and you can make changes at your own discretion. "
Fang Yun's eyes flickered as he looked at Mi Fengdian. "I'm already the head examiner without the approval of the masses?"
Mi Fengdian slowly turned the two jade balls in his left hand and nodded. "Last year, Old Man was the examiner. This year, the Old Man will be the examiner, unless the Saints decide to overturn it."
"Based on what you said, the number of students admitted this year will be increased by 20%," Fang Yun said.
"Oh?" Mi Fengdian's eyes became misty.
"This 20% will be for women."
Mi Fengdian's bark-like face became red.
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