The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1127 The Unparalleled Leader

"It would be interesting if only Fang Yun and Yan Yukong are left in the end."

The two people's ambitions once again tilted.

"Don't condense, don't condense..."

Some scholars from Wu Kingdom, Kongcheng and Shihan Ancient Land kept chanting in a low voice, because once the two lotuses formed nine petals, the number one scholar in their area would most likely fall into the water.

The light that shines from the pages of Dezhi is even more intense, almost ten times as strong as at the beginning.

After a while, Fang Yun and Yan Yukong each added a lotus petal.

The lotus has nine petals!

Nine-petal white lotus flowers half surrounded the two people. There were lotus flowers in front of them and on their left and right sides, but they were empty behind them.

Everyone in the audience stood up, surprised and delighted. In the history of the human race, there has never been a situation where two people competing for the top of the country have formed a lotus with nine petals!

"Holy miracle! Absolutely a holy miracle!"

"If these two people can become semi-saints, they will definitely defeat all the saints!"

"With Mr. Tomoyo, the three half-saints together will definitely be able to sweep the demon world!"

"After Kong Sheng, the second glorious era of the human race is about to come!"

The young people from the Zong Lei family suppressed their frustrated words in their hearts, because no matter how stupid they were, they knew that if they spoke arrogantly at this time, they would be attacked by everyone.

Everyone was happy, but the other three champions couldn't be happy.

The Confucian theory with only four petals could no longer withstand the gap of five petals. The man turned his back and fell into the water alone. While choking on the water, he looked at Fang Yun and Yan Yukong sadly.

Zeng Nianhai and Sun Naiyong, who had five petals on the lotus leaf, were almost lying on the lotus leaves, trying their best to avoid falling into the water.

After a while, the wind and waves stopped, and Zeng Nianhai and Sun Naiyong were arranging their clothes and hair in embarrassment on the lotus leaves.

Sun Naiyong breathed a long sigh of relief, threw the hair sticking to his face behind him, and said: "It's finally over. If I fail to enter the lava cave, my family will laugh to death."

Zeng Nianhai smiled bitterly and said: "There is a gap of four petals between the two of them. If you are not careful, you will fall into the water. Nine petals will be over soon."

Yan Yukong and Fang Yun were like strategists strategizing. The sound of killing outside was loud, but they were playing Go inside the tent.

The two of them were smiling, and they didn't seem to be very happy about it, and they were calmer than usual.

Fang Yun said: "I can't attend the gathering of top scholars from all over the world today. Yukong, please drink a drink for me. When I come back from the Blood Mongolian Land, I will punish myself with three drinks."

"Okay, you must come back on time." Yan Yukong said.

"It's a deal."

The two of them were dressed in white, sitting on green lotus leaves, looking at each other and smiling.

The page of determination was tilted again, slowly spreading light.

Most of the people in the stands calmed down, sat down one after another, and watched with smiles, because the lotus with nine petals was the limit and could not be exceeded.

Yan Yukong's aspirational page first stopped and no longer shed light, but Fang's luck continued.

The people of Jingguo laughed heartily and made determination in the lotus pond. Fang Yun was the well-deserved number one!

Everyone present kept nodding.

A few young people even moved their shoulders and necks slightly to prepare for the next scene in the lava cave. The lava cave no longer makes the Li Xin Wen page shine, but the flying magma burns the Li Zhi Wen page. The more times the Li Xin Wen page is burned, the stronger the Li Xin Wen page is.

"That's wrong!" Jiang Hechuan, the Minister of Literature of Jingguo, stood up suddenly.

In the past, it only took a few breaths for Fang Yun's determination to hang down the page of his essay to end, but now, Fang Yun's five breaths of time to hang it down have not yet ended!

Not far away, Left Prime Minister Liu Shan showed a look of astonishment, staring straight at the page of the aspiration and Fang Yun.

The light stopped and the lotus formed ten petals!

Sun Naiyong and Zeng Nianhai were stunned, Yan Yukong was stunned, and even Fang Yun himself was stunned.

Everyone present was in a daze.

There were also a few scholars who had just used official seals to enter the stands and were almost dumbfounded.

"Have you changed the rules for competing for the head of state?" A newly arrived old Hanlin muttered to himself.

Ji Zhibai had been holding it in. He was fed up with provoking Fang Yun in advance, and was frightened by the stigma of "Three Idiots from the School of Learning". He held it in and said nothing during the fight for the head of state, preparing to wait until Fang Yun failed. The head of state said a few more words to vent his anger.

But now, he felt like his heart was going to burst.

Even if Fang Yun failed in his bid to become the head of the country, the lotus with ten petals would be unprecedented and would not be able to hit him at all.

In the unbelievable eyes of everyone, Feng appeared next to Fang Yun.

Not the white wind, not the blue waves, but the gray tornado!

The tornado was ten feet high and rapidly expanded outward.

Sun Naiyong and Zeng Nianhai, who had five-petaled lotuses, didn't even have time to react. They were thrown several feet away by the tornado and fell into the pool, drinking water.

Yan Yukong only had one less lotus petal than Fang Yun, so he could sit firmly on the lotus leaf, but the tornado was so strong that Yan Yukong had to lower his head and hold on to the lotus leaf with both hands.

In the gray tornado, Yan Yukong smiled bitterly, how could he meet such a pervert Fang Yun!

If I had known this would be the case, I should have postponed the Jinshi exam for a year!

After a while, the tornado stopped. Sun Naiyong and Zeng Nianhai vomited out the water in their stomachs and rolled their eyes while swimming towards the pool.

"Next time, please let us lose more decently!"

Only then did everyone take a closer look at the two men. Their clothes were torn to pieces, and they were dressed like beggars, exposing their white shoulders and chests.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh, especially the few champions who had fallen into the water before on the shore, with evil smiles on their faces.

The ten-petal lotus is so amazing that some people still can't believe it and keep blinking.

"As expected of Fang Xusheng!"

Everyone sighed.

The Lei family and the Zong family kept their mouths tightly shut.

If anyone dares to say anything now, he will probably become one of the fools in the world of Confucius.

The page of determination above Yan Yukong dissipated.

However, the page of determination above Fang Yun tilted for the eleventh time and emitted light for the eleventh time.

Sun Naiyong whispered: "Will the lotus become eleven petals? If that's the case, who will dare to play with Fang Yun in the future?"

"Well, don't compare anything with Fang Yun in the future."

"You can compare stupidity."

The champions were at a loss for words.

Before everyone could digest the miracle of the lotus becoming ten petals, they saw the eleventh petal of the lotus appear behind Fang Yun.

Only one petal was missing, and the lotus could completely surround Fang Yun!

"This is... so messy!" Some scholars were confused and could not imagine such a thing happening.

A darker tornado appeared!

Yan Yukong was at a loss for words, holding on to the lotus leaf tightly, and asked loudly in the tornado: "Fang Yun, when will it end?"

"I don't know either." Fang Yun felt that he had gone too far.

The scholars in the stands were more and more surprised. No one expected that the first step in the fight for the head of the country would be unstoppable, not only surpassing the predecessors, but also surpassing so much.

At this moment, everyone had only one question in their hearts.

"What is Fang Yun's ambition?"

In the inconspicuous corner of the stands, a few old figures appeared. No one noticed their existence, but they nodded to each other, which was considered a greeting.

Yan Yukong is indeed a genius who can be as famous as Yi Zhishi. Even in the tornado formed by the eleven-petal lotus, he did not fall into the water.

The wind stopped, and no one spoke again. They all waited quietly and looked at Fang Yun and his ambition page quietly.

Everyone wanted to know how many petals Fang Yun could have in the end!

Ji Zhibai looked at Fang Yun, and despair suddenly rose in his heart.

"I'm so tired..." Ji Zhibai muttered to himself.

The ambition page tilted again.

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

No one could sit in the stands anymore, including the people of the Zong family and the Lei family. They stood up and instinctively raised their heads and leaned forward, hoping to see more clearly.

Hundreds of thousands of scholars leaned forward.

A light as rich as milk fell on Fang Yun.

The scene of the battle for the head of the country was quiet.

Twelve breaths later, the twelfth lotus petal was formed!

The twelve-petal lotus surrounded Fang Yun.

The strange thing was that Fang Yun's body slowly rose.

When Fang Yun stopped rising, everyone found that the twelve-petal lotus had formed a lotus platform!

Fang Yun sat on the lotus platform, his eyes filled with emptiness and his mind embraced the world.

Rumble...

A huge black tornado with thunder and lightning appeared in the wind, connecting the sky and the earth, like a black dragon surrounding Fang Yun.

Yan Yukong could no longer hold on, and was swept away by the tornado in an instant, falling into the water with a splash.

Yan Yukong's eyes were full of confusion, and he didn't care about drinking water in big gulps.

At this moment, Yan Yukong forced himself to remember this day, and he would stay at home on this day every year in the future, or go to his mentor Nansheng, otherwise he would definitely be in big trouble!

November 10th, everything is taboo!

Everyone was stunned. How could a fight for the top spot in a country cause such a big tornado?

Soon, the tornado stopped.

Yan Yukong floated on the water with his face up, his eyes dull and hopeless.

Yan Yukong was thinking about a question.

Fang Yun was also thinking about a question.

The top scholars of various countries were thinking about a question.

Everyone in the stands was also thinking about a question.

"The fight for the top spot in a country is over?"

Li Fanming threw the fan in his hand and couldn't help asking, "Is this all right?"

"It should be possible." The old scholar on the side looked confused.

"Others can't do it, but Fang Xusheng can."

"It's amazing!" In a hidden corner of the stands, a skinny old man kept stroking his goatee with his hand, wearing shabby clothes, and sighed in a low voice.

"Now I just want to know what Fang Xusheng has set his mind to!"

"Yes! Please let Fang Xusheng recite the words of determination!"

"Please let Fang Xusheng teach me!"

Everyone's eyes were full of expectations.

The page of the resolution finally dissipated, indicating the end of the dispute over the lotus pond. Fang Yun and other champions also heard the voice outside.

"Fang Yun, stop hiding it, tell me what you have set your resolution for!" Sun Naiyong shouted.

"If you don't tell me, I won't go ashore!" Yan Yukong floated on the water, staring at Fang Yun blankly.

Fang Yun smiled helplessly and said slowly: "Then, I will repeat the words of resolution."

Everyone held their breath and waited with wide eyes.

Even the enemies of the Zong family and the Lei family were full of curiosity.

"Set your mind for the world, and your life for the people! Carry on the unique knowledge of the past saints, and bring peace to the world for all eternity!"

Fang Yun's voice seemed to be the beating of thousands of drums and the roar of thousands of bells, constantly echoing in the sky.

"...bring peace to the world for all eternity..."

Everyone present was shocked beyond words.

It was more shocking than the first time they heard the words of the saint, the first time they saw the Daofeng Mountain, and even the first time they saw the half-saint.

"The first of all nations!"

Fang Yun's determination condenses the aspirations of all scholars!

The sky has gods but no form, the sky has the way but no heart, but Fang Yun wants to create a heart for the world!

This is just the surface meaning.

The sky is everything, the starry sky, the ocean, the grass and trees, the human race and the monsters, and everything else is the sky, and the myriad worlds are the sky!

To establish a heart for the world is to set rules for the myriad worlds and let the myriad worlds operate according to Fang Yun's will!

Being the Lord of All Worlds or the pinnacle of any race is not as ambitious as this one! .