No one said a word as they walked forward steadily. ↑
Fang Yun carefully observed the corridor. The style of the corridor was not like that of the mortal world. The carvings on both sides were very new, but they gave people a sense of vicissitudes.
Fang Yun knew that all of this was formed by Cui Sheng's will.
Although the records in the books were not accurate, Fang Yun knew that after becoming a Half-saint, a literary world would be born.
The literary world was very unique and had many uses. After a Half-saint died, the literary world would turn into a space between reality and illusion, and the descendants of Half-saint would be in charge of it. However, even the descendants of Half-saint could not understand all of the mysteries of the ancestral literary world.
Take the Zhuge family as an example. Zhuge Liang's descendants always knew that Zhuge Liang had hidden a part of the literary world. If the descendants were talented enough, they could enter the literary world and obtain the inheritance of Zhuge Half-saint. If they were not talented enough, Zhuge Liang's treasures would remain sealed.
Zhuge Liang's Yi Dao Wen Treasure Eight Front Formation and Gong Family's Wen Bao Mu Niu Liushi had not appeared.
Many Half-saint family's treasures were lost due to the lack of ability of their descendants. As a result, some Half-saint were not willing to hand over all of their treasures to their descendants.
At the end of the white corridor was a door of light. Everyone walked through the door of light and found themselves in a huge lecture hall that was exactly the same as Confucius Academy's Sishui Courtyard. The entrance of the lecture hall was also a door of light.
Sishui Courtyard was where Confucius taught.
Fang Yun followed everyone to the entrance of the Sishui Courtyard. After taking a few steps, he heard a soft sound behind him. He turned around and saw more than thirty people dressed in Jia Country's scholarly robes.
The rest of the people from Jingguo also noticed them. Family Head Cui stopped and turned around to look at the leader of the Half-saint family.
"Brother Li!" Cui Wenzhuo smiled and cupped his hands.
"Brother Cui." Family Head Li Ming smiled and looked at Fang Yun. "Greetings, Fang Xusheng."
"Greetings, Mister Li." Fang Yun returned the greeting to the descendant of Li Daoyuan, the author of the Water Scripture. Li Daoyuan was still alive, but he had left Saint Origin World to explore the starry skies.
The people from Jia Country were nervous at first, but when they heard Fang Yun say that he was a student and not Xusheng, they became nervous. He heaved a sigh of relief.
One of the new Grand Scholars smiled and said, "Brother Fang, we finally meet again today."
Fang Yun looked in the direction of the voice and smiled. "Liu Huiyuan, thank you for your help."
"Brother Fang, you're too courteous. If you hadn't helped me cross the third corridor in the Holy Ground, I wouldn't be where I am today," said Liu Kui.
A few Grand Scholars from Jia Country had strange expressions. Liu Kui was a genius from the Liu Xiang Clan. He was very young and was a popular candidate for the future Four Great Scholars. There was nothing wrong with getting to know Fang Yun. However, the Lei family was also in Jia Country!
There were a total of five people from the Lei family in Jia Country's new, young, and middle-aged scholars groups!
There were actually more people from the Xusheng family than there were from the Half-saint family. Clearly, the Lei family had been flourishing in recent years.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Cui Wenzhuo smiled and said, "Time waits for no one. We'll take our leave first."
"Everyone, take care."
The scholars from both sides bowed to each other and parted.
The five people from the Lei family were the most indignant, but there was nothing they could do. They had no choice but to bow to the Jingguo people obediently.
After the Jingguo people left, an old Grand Scholar in his late fifties said slowly, "In the Ten Nations Grand Tournament. It's fine if Jia Country lost to Jingguo, but if we lose to Jingguo in the Spring Hunt too, I can't afford to lose face, and neither can you! If anyone doesn't do their best in the Spring Hunt this time, I'll definitely lose the Spring Hunt. I don't care who you are, but I'll definitely punish you severely after the Spring Hunt! "
The person who spoke had a sallow complexion and white hair. He looked rather menacing and hostile.
The old man's name was Lei Li, and he was a poetry fanatic of the Lei family. Besides, he didn't practice his battle poem to the third realm but a High Scholar battle poem to the third realm!
A battle poem of the third realm was only equivalent to a Grand Scholar battle poem, but a High Scholar battle poem was equivalent to a Hanlin battle poem!
There were less than ten people who could practice a High Scholar battle poem to the third realm before the age of fifty. Besides, this person had also practiced two Grand Scholar battle poems to the second realm, and their power was equivalent to a Hanlin battle poem!
Lei Li was not only good at battle poems, but he had also integrated half of a flood dragon's bone into his ancient sword. It was said that this person originally had a chance to become a Grand Scholar, but because he made a mistake, he was sent to the ancient desolate city by the Lei family. He was forced to practice battle poems and battle words to save his life, and he almost gave up on the Sage Dao.
Liu Kui glanced at Lei Li without saying a word. He had long known that as long as Lei Li brought people to defeat Jingguo, the Lei family would not only be cleared of the charges, but they would also let Lei Li enter the family. He had offended the Lei family by helping Fang Yun, but he didn't care. The Lei family didn't deserve him to speak against his conscience.
Li Ming nodded and said, "Everyone, if you rank high this time, not only will you help Jingguo become a Grand Scholar and Hanlin Scholar, but you will also be able to enter Hanlin Palace many times! I hope that you won't cause any unnecessary trouble. "
Li Ming's words were both soft and hard.
After walking out of the Kong Shengwen Realm, Fang Yun felt his body become heavy. He quickly steadied himself, but the rest of the people felt slightly strange.
This was a place without sunlight. The sky was covered with thick lead clouds, and the brightness was close to that of dusk. The whole world was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.
Fang Yun looked around. He was in an open-air hall, but the hall seemed to have been cut in half, leaving only the ground, broken walls, and broken pillars. The cut was as smooth as a mirror.
Fang Yun looked around. There were many buildings in front of him. The style was not like that of the human race. It was more rugged and primitive, but they all had one thing in common. The upper part of the buildings seemed to have been cut off by a sword.
This was the ancient land of Barren City.
The ancient land of Barren City was larger than the Saint Origin World, and there were hundreds of abandoned ancient cities of various sizes. However, these ancient cities were very strange. There was no grass, no dust, and they were always clean. However, neither the great Confucian nor Half-saint's avatar could find the reason.
In the end, everyone could only treat this place as a special ruin of a foreign race.
However, there were many strange and divine objects in this barren place. It was a place that humans, demons, and barbarians would fight for.
The most important thing in the ancient land of Barren City was the maze of Barren City!
Someone once said that there was a maze under every barren city, but so far, only a hundred mazes had been discovered, and most of them had not been found.
Many of the divine objects and sacred objects of the All Saints Family were obtained from the maze of Barren City. The reason why Zhuge Liang's wooden oxen could become Half-saint's literary treasure was not only because it contained the Sage Path of the Gongzi Family, but also because it was mixed with a special divine object from the maze of Barren City.
Hence, although there were wooden oxen in the Ten Nations now, they were just ordinary transportation tools. Zhuge Liang's wooden oxen were a mechanical army!
There were a total of 360 barren cities, of which 142 were occupied by humans and 218 by demons and barbarians. Both sides were in constant battles, and the numbers often changed.
There was only one barren city on Hunting Ground Island, and there was a strange 50-kilometer-long bridge that led directly to the land.
Everyone could only travel to Hunting Ground Island through that bridge, and all those who tried to travel to Hunting Ground Island by water died!
Due to the fact that there was only one road to Hunting Ground Island, which was heavily guarded by the human army, even the only Half-saint in the ancient land of Barren City, the Barbarian Ox, had to return in defeat.
The Saints of the outside world would never be able to enter the ancient land of Barren City, and the demons and barbarians who had been conferred the Saint realm in the ancient land of Barren City would never be able to leave.
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