Whenever Fang Yun was practicing the zither, the Mist Butterfly would obediently lie down on the zither. Especially when he was playing a cheerful song, the Mist Butterfly would inevitably dance. = = = =
At first glance, the foggy butterfly looked like an ordinary white butterfly that was only the size of a palm. However, if one looked closely, they would find that its white wings were like translucent white jade that was flowing with charming colors. However, those charming colors contained a terrifying power.
For the sake of the foggy butterfly, Fang Yun even asked Zhao Hongzhuang to borrow the books in the palace. However, Zhao Hongzhuang replied that even the Notre-Dame did not have a detailed record of the foggy butterfly.
Fang Yun searched through the memories of the ancient demons but could not find any specific information about the foggy butterfly because the mystical creatures appeared after the decline of the ancient demons. There had always been a debate about the mystical creatures. Some people thought that the mystical creatures were newly born, while others thought that they had been nurtured for hundreds of millions of years by ancient powers. Otherwise, there was no way to explain their terrifying power.
The mystical creatures were naturally stronger than humans, demons, and barbarians of the same level. In particular, their unique characteristics were even more difficult to estimate.
They were different from humans, demons, and barbarians. Humans and barbarians needed to grow and it was impossible for them to spoil the seedlings. However, mystical creatures were different. As long as they had the divine objects needed for growth, they would grow at an incredible speed. In this aspect, even the Dragons could not compare.
Ever since the foggy butterfly woke up, fewer and fewer people dared to approach Fang Yun.
Everyone knew that the foggy butterfly was a terrifying lifeform that could control the mystical wind and weak water. However, the mystical wind and weak water were powerful enough that even the sages could not resist them.
On the 15th of October, the bells of the academies of literature in the Ten Nations rang in unison. The results of the palace examination were announced and the final ranking of the Ten Nations and Kong City's Jinshi was officially confirmed.
This year's top scorer in Jingguo was Ji Zhibai without any surprise. He almost crushed the other Jingguo Jinshi in terms of military strategy, education, government affairs, and agriculture. Even in the entire Ten Nations, he was ranked in the top twenty and was a rare genius in Jingguo.
If it weren't for the fact that there were members of the School of Mo and the School of Medicine, Ji Zhibai would have been the best in Jingguo in all aspects.
In the past, even if Ji Zhibai was a subordinate of the Minister of the Left, he would still be able to win because of his talent. The students of Jingguo Academy would also be overjoyed and spontaneously formed a team of a thousand people to welcome him at the north gate.
However, the students of Jingguo Academy seemed to have forgotten Ji Zhibai's existence. Apart from the students of Liu Fengshe went to welcome Ji, the other students, the other students did not go.
None of the ten Upper House students went.
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Ji Zhibai ranked first in Jingguo in the Palace Examination and was ranked 17th in the Ten Nations. In the past, it would have been explosive news, but after comparing Ji Zhibai and Fang Yun, the people of Jingguo suddenly realized that all of Ji Zhibai's achievements in the past few years were not as great as Fang Yun's in the Ten Nations Grand Tournament.
Besides, Fang Yun had even more achievements.
On the morning of the 15th of October, Fang Yun was studying as usual.
There were thousands of students standing in the street pavilion five kilometers away from the north gate of Capital City. It was similar to the scene of the return of the top scorer every year.
Not long after … A team of flood horses galloped over from the north and gradually slowed down.
A tall and straight Jinshi in white with sharp brows and bright eyes was seated on the back of the horse. He had a warm smile on his face that was as warm as the afternoon sun.
Ji Zhibai glanced at the team to welcome him. The smile on his face suddenly faded and only returned to normal after a few breaths.
Most of the people in the team to welcome him were scholars and scholars. There were very few Jinshi. There were even fewer Jinshi. It seemed that someone had spent money to invite students from various academies to make up the numbers.
Ji Zhibai got off the horse and looked in the direction of Capital City. The towering walls of Capital City were clearly visible.
Ji Zhibai seemed to be looking at someone in Capital City.
"If you can leave the Dragon Platform alive, I'll wait for you at the Spring Hunt! However, the premise is that you can participate in the Jinshi examination this year! "
Ji Zhibai's eyes flashed with a strange light and he then walked towards the team to welcome him with a smile.
On the 20th of October, the Jinshi of the Ten Nations competed for the position of the nation's first Jinshi, but no one succeeded and the position remained vacant for seven years.
On the 25th of October, the gate of the Dragon Platform was loosened and the Dragons issued a reminder.
On the 26th of October, Guo Zitong, the Grand Secretary of the academy, gathered ten people and headed to the literary battlefield of the academy.
After lunch, Fang Yun slowly walked towards the literary battlefield. It was not an ordinary practice ground, but a place for official literary battles. Those who were not Jinshi were not qualified to enter.
The literary battlefield was similar to the military's polo field. There was an oval grassland in the middle and stone stairs around it. Hundreds of thousands of people could sit on the stairs.
Fang Yun slowly entered the literary battlefield and saw six Jinshi of the Upper House chatting at the edge of the battlefield.
After Yan Zewei, a student of Mount Liu, left the Jingguo Academy, another person entered the Upper House. This person was not from Liu Fengshe.
So far, none of the ten people in the Jingguo Academy were students of the Left Prime Minister.
Cui Wang hurriedly said when he saw Fang Yun, "Brother Fang, I don't want to offend you. If I hit you too hard later, don't blame me!"
Fang Yun did not receive any news before he came. Hearing Cui Wang's words, he asked, "Did the Grand Secretary of the academy ask me to come here to have a literary battle with you?"
"A literary battle to learn from each other, but it's not much different from a literary battle." Qiao Juze said.
Fang Yun looked at the six Jinshi of the Upper House and finally looked at Cui Wang, "The other Jinshi of the Upper House have been famous for a long time. They can suppress me with their sharp tongue. As for you, you just became a Jinshi and your sharp tongue was not nurtured with dragon bones. I have a better chance of winning against you. "
Cui Wang glared and said, "Don't look down on me! No matter what, I'm older than you. How can I, a Jinshi of the Upper House, lose to you? "
"When the Grand Secretary of the academy comes, I'll try with you."
"Try then!" Cui Wang was not convinced.
The other Jinshi laughed and watched the two bicker.
Fang Yun ignored Cui Wang and began to run slowly. As he ran, he did all kinds of movements to relax his body.
Although scholars were not soldiers, it was better to have a flexible body than to have a stiff body.
"You want to win against me with these little moves? I can't win against him in other aspects, but I don't believe that I can't win against him in a literary battle! "Cui Wang said.
"Fang Yun calls this a warm-up. I think it's pretty good. Soldiers in the army pay more attention to exercising their muscles and bones, but scholars like us don't pay attention to it just because our bodies are better. It's not good. "Qiao Juze said.
Not long after, the ten people of the Upper House arrived. The Grand Secretary of the academy, Guo Zitong, stepped on a white cloud and landed on the field.
Guo Zitong was wearing the Grand Secretary's embroidered green robe. He looked to be in his fifties, but in reality, he was over eighty years old.
After Guo Zitong landed, he went straight to the point and said, "The literary battle between those below the High Scholar and those above the High Scholar level is very different. Next, the ten of them will take turns to spar with you and let you familiarize yourself with the fighting style of a Jinshi. After you're familiar with it, I'll arrange for you to fight against the Demonic Marshal. After all, the beast race on the Dragon Ascension Platform is the real enemy. "
"Thank you, Grand Secretary Guo." Fang Yun respectfully replied.
Guo Zitong glanced at the Upper House Jinshi and pointed at Cui Wang, saying, "You and Fang Yun will enter the literary battle. Fang Yun can use all kinds of methods, but you can only use your sharp tongue."
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