With the rise of his status, Fang Yun had changed in all aspects.
However, Fang Yun did not change his original intention. For the past few days, he had been maintaining the balance between the spring garden and the academy. He did not show off or be frivolous. Only Ao Huang and Nunu had caused a small mess. No one blamed Fang Yun. Everyone knew Ao Huang's character. She had even plucked the Night-Luminescent Pearl from the Throne Room. Setting off fireworks at the Left Prime Minister's residence was considered a light punishment.
Fang Yun quietly accumulated and cultivated.
Tomorrow was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Because the Spring Hunt was not like the Holy Ground Literary Meet where one could rely on poems to gain the help of moonlight, the Literary Meet would be held after the Spring Hunt and would last for an entire afternoon. In the evening, the Spring Hunt would be over for the Scholars. The competition between the Ten Nations' Scholars would become extremely intense and last for three days.
In the wee hours of the morning, Fang Yun arrived at the East Garden, which was far away from everyone's residence. The East Garden was filled with all kinds of trees. Fang Yun entered the dense bamboo forest, which was surrounded by tall bamboos.
Fang Yun opened his mouth and spat out the True Dragon Sword. The golden True Dragon Sword shuttled through the bamboo forest with the black ink sword, like a golden dragon with a black belly swimming in the water.
The dense bamboo forest was a great test of one's ability to control the battle of words, as well as one's reaction and judgment.
The True Dragon Sword flew at the speed of Yi Ming, which was equivalent to twice the speed of sound. It made an ear-piercing sound as it tore through the air.
The bamboo leaves were shaken by the True Dragon Sword and scattered like rain. However, after a hundred breaths, not a single leaf was torn apart by the power of the True Dragon Sword.
A faint smile appeared on Fang Yun's face. This was a method of practicing the battle of words that he had read in a book.
"The cultivation method in the original book is targeted at the Hanlin Academy and even the Grand Scholars. The Scholars can't use it because no Scholar in the world can fly at the speed of Yi Ming in the bamboo forest without hurting the bamboos. Flying at the speed of Yi Ming in the bamboo forest for fifty breaths without hurting the bamboos is the ability of the Hanlin Academy. After a hundred breaths, one will be the Second Hanlin Academy. If one can avoid touching the leaves, one will be at the level of the Third Hanlin Academy. If … "
While Fang Yun was distracted, he could hear the sound of bamboo leaves being torn apart by the power of the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
The True Dragon Sword stopped. Fang Yun pondered.
"The other Hanlin Academies have to train for a decade, or even decades, to be able to engage in a battle of words. Even if their swordsmanship is not as good as my True Dragon Sword, and their literary courage is not as good as mine, after decades of accumulated experience, many of them are not inferior to me in terms of overall strength. For example, when it comes to judgment of timing, I will definitely admit defeat."
"If I don't consider the power of the True Dragon Sword, my current sword control is equivalent to the level of the Third Palace's Hanlin."
Fang Yun could not help but think of the hierarchy of the Hanlin Academy.
"Becoming a Jinshi is the beginning of the transformation of a scholar's strength. They gradually transitioned from weak literati to literati, and Hanlin Academy's emphasis on actual combat reached its peak. More than three hundred years ago, some scholars preached that actual combat was less important and more important. As a result, the human race's Mitani Lien Chan suffered repeated defeats, and their morale was low. Therefore, the human race's Saints created seven Hanlin Academies to test the actual combat of Hanlin Academies. Each Hall was more difficult than the last, and the more Hanlin Academies one could pass. The stronger one was, the higher the level of Hanlin Academies. This method originally caused controversy, but after the crushing defeat of the human race in the Two World Mountain, the voices of opposition were completely suppressed. Since then. The human race has embarked on the path of attaching equal importance to actual combat and scholarly teachings. "
"However, the test in Hanlin Academies is not that simple."
Fang Yun did not think too much about it. After all, he was still a long time away from Hanlin Academies, and now he was only a Sword of Tongue Grand Scholar.
The higher the realm of Sword of Tongue Grand Scholar. The more Talent Qi, the more Talent Qi, the more it could not directly pile up the realm. Sword of Tongue Grand Scholar was a process, not a point.
Under the premise of ignoring the power of the Sword of Tongue Grand Scholar, Fang Yun's ability to control the Sword of Tongue Grand Scholar had reached the level of the Third Palace's Hanlin Academies.
When the Talent Qi was exhausted, Fang Yun withdrew the Talent Qi Ancient Sword. As he walked to his bedroom, he summarized the practice process.
"There is too little time." Fang Yun sighed. This was his fatal flaw.
Fang Yun went to bed in the wee hours as usual. He woke up in the morning, had breakfast, bid farewell to his family, and took a carriage to the Cui Sheng Clan.
The early spring sun shone on the capital, but every passerby could not help but feel a chill in their hearts when they saw Fang Yun's private army.
Four Marquis Ma, who were covered in thick and heavy armor, stood on both sides of the Dragon Horse luxury carriage. The four Marquis Ma were clearly suppressing their Qi and Blood, but their power was still there.
The armor of these four Marquis Ma was extremely ugly. There were many brown and dark red threads on the black metal. Only a few people could see that this was an alloy unique to the Demon Realm. It was very strong and rare. It was also an important component of the flesh armor of the Demon Commander level.
When the Marquis Ma wore it, he could fight one against three!
Every set of armor was worth a Scholar's Literature Treasure. It was not something that could be bought with money.
Behind the Dragon Horse luxury carriage, there were twenty Barbarian Commanders, one hundred Barbarian Generals, and two hundred human soldiers. Layers of armor, swords, and spears were everywhere.
Usually, Fang Yun would not bring so many people. This time, he had to be courteous to go to the Spring Hunt.
This troop exuded a masculine and valiant aura. Along the way, no one dared to act rashly. Many adults held onto their children tightly for fear of angering these private soldiers.
This troop was not fast, and they did not show any ferocity to the passersby.
Fang Yun listened to the orderly footsteps of the private soldiers and the clashing of armor. He could not help but think of the scene when the Fierce King swaggered through the streets of Kong City. At that time, although many people were afraid of the Fierce King, they were also envious of his strength.
But now, Fang Yun did not doubt that his private soldiers could beat the Fierce King's private soldiers.
The entire street where the Cui family was located had been cordoned off and was guarded by soldiers. Only the thirty people participating in the Spring Hunt and related personnel were allowed to enter.
The Dragon Horse luxury carriage stopped at the entrance of the street. Fang Yun gave a few instructions to Fang Daniu and the four Marquis Ma a few words, and then went to the Cui Sheng family alone. Along the way, the soldiers saluted and saluted.
Before Fang Yun reached the gate of the Cui Sheng family, the head of the Cui family led a group of people out to welcome him. There were members of the Cui family, officials from the imperial court, and other scholars participating in the Spring Hunt.
Fang Yun glanced around. This year's new Scholar, Gao Yong, Fan Chenghao, and the other nine people were all there. Ji Zhibai, Chen Jing, and Zhang Zhixing, the ten most outstanding young Scholars in Jingguo were also there. Lastly, there were ten middle-aged Scholars led by He Ludong and Ma Chaoming.
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, they entered the Cui family mansion together.
The importance of the Spring Hunt was not inferior to that of the Ten Nations Grand Tournament. After the thirty Scholars arrived, the head of the Cui family did not dare to slack off. He immediately led the thirty Scholars to a small square inside the Cui family mansion. At the end of the square was a very ordinary archway that looked like a gorgeous door frame from afar.
"That archway is the entrance to the literary world of the Cui family," the head of the Cui family said and bowed to the archway while the rest followed suit.
After the ceremony, Fang Yun looked up curiously and saw the head of the Cui family step into the archway and disappear in front of everyone.
Fang Yun walked forward slowly. When he walked under the archway, he felt a thin layer of invisible water membrane in front of him. After breaking through the water membrane, Fang Yun realized that he had arrived at a white corridor that was filled with gentle light. The corridor was more than a hundred feet tall and extremely wide.
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