The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2097 The Master of the Apricot Altar

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw two huge apricot trees with their crowns connected, like two giant umbrellas above, forming a dome of flowers and leaves.

"Small Apricot Altar?"

Fang Yun glanced at the people in front of him.

Everyone actually left their chairs and sat on the ground.

The hips and back feet, hands on knees, upper body straight, is sitting upright, kneeling, not kneeling.

Times change, unless at special times, Shengyuan Continent rarely sits upright, but there are exceptions, such as worshipping Confucius, such as half-saints giving lectures, such as paying homage to teachers and listening to teachings.

Fang Yun nodded gently, and instantly understood that he had talked about too many ideas that transcended the times before. Although he had not formed a holy way, he had resonated with the holy way. With the previous accumulation, he could be promoted to a great scholar at any time, and at the same time formed the legendary small apricot altar.

Fang Yun was happy in his heart. The significance of the small apricot altar was extraordinary. Many half-saints had never formed a small apricot altar in their entire lives, so that some half-saints were worried about it.

If the Xiaoxingtan can be established, it will be of great help to the Holy Way.

Many great scholars have analyzed that the Xingtan is essentially the overflow of the power of the Holy Way, which is just absorbed by the power of the apricot tree. If the Xingtan exists for a long time, it will be equivalent to constantly strengthening the Holy Way of the lecturers.

Fang Yun glanced at those pairs of bright eyes. At this moment, the hearts of each of them were extremely pure, as if they had returned to their childhood, met their favorite teachers, and stimulated the most powerful abilities of the human race, seeking knowledge, learning, changing, and progress.

Fang Yun smiled slightly and said, "This king will no longer serve as the governor of Xiangzhou, and may move to another place soon, but if the Xiaoxingtan can be left behind, it will not be in vain. Let me remember that the land of Baling City has carried my sweat."

Dong Wencong bowed his head and said, "Teacher, I have discussed with others that Baling is also called Yueyang, and "Yueyang Tower Records" has been published. Baling can be renamed Yueyang."

"This king has stopped dealing with political affairs. You can decide on this matter yourself." Fang Yun did not agree or object.

"Student knows."

Fang Yun nodded, and suddenly felt someone looking at him. He turned his head and looked at one side of the Wenyuan Square. His eyes swept over, but there was only an empty piece of land and an ordinary apricot tree, and no one was there.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, as if he understood in his heart, and said: "Although this king has resigned as the governor, his title is still there, and he is still an official of Jingguo. If you have important matters, you can naturally send a letter to discuss. As for this small apricot altar, I will use my power to move it to the Jianwei Forest on the side of the square."

But Dong Wencong said: "Teacher, this square is huge, and the two apricot trees and the surrounding area only occupy two or three tenths. I think it is better to let the apricot trees surround the apricot altar to isolate the inside and outside. This small apricot altar is in the middle, which shows its majesty. It is biased to put it on one side. In the future, when the Wenyuan holds an exam, students The students entered from the main gate, bypassed the small apricot altar from both sides, and then gathered in front of the holy temple without any obstacles. "

Fang Shouye said: "In my opinion, the apricot altar and the apricot forest are in the middle, like an elephant standing in an ant colony, which can motivate students. Wenyuan and the holy temple are the pride of the human race, and this small apricot altar is the pride of our Jingguo and Xiangzhou! This is the first holy place in Xiangzhou after all. "

Many scholars nodded one after another. This is indeed the first holy place in Xiangzhou, and it is a holy place for education. From now on, Xiangzhou's status in the human race will continue to improve.

"Well."

Fang Yun said, holding the seal of King Ji in his hand, exercising the privilege of virtual saint, and saw the holy temple move slightly, and the sky was sprinkled with clear light.

All the lush apricot trees within a hundred miles of Baling City rose slowly, and the nearby soil slowly separated, revealing the roots and roots. Every tiny root was perfect, and no one was left in the soil.

A large number of apricot trees flew over the Wenyuan Square and fell slowly.

The stone slabs on the ground naturally separated, and the soil sank. The roots of these apricot trees fell into the soil, and the soil slowly closed.

One apricot tree after another fell, and a large number of apricot trees formed a tree wall, isolating the inside and the outside.

Not long after, a square apricot forest appeared on the Wenyuan Square, just surrounding the two holy apricot trees, forming a closed space, forming a small apricot altar.

Then, a large amount of mist emerged from the ordinary apricot trees, rising slowly, and finally covered the entire small apricot altar like a huge lid.

From the outside, there was a foggy apricot forest on the Wenyuan Square.

Inside the apricot forest and the mist, it was still the small apricot altar, with the sky and the treetops visible, and it was bright.

Fang Yun put down the Jiwang Seal and took a deep breath slowly.

A light breeze suddenly blew in the apricot altar, and a large number of holy apricot flowers swayed gently, and endless glimmering pollen flew in the air and flew towards Fang Yun.

These pollens did not enter Fang Yun's nose, but entered his eyebrows.

Each grain of pollen turned into an apricot blossom in the Wen Palace.

Apricot blossoms filled the Wen Palace.

A large number of apricot blossoms fell everywhere and then slowly melted.

The flames of all the Wenxin lamps became bigger and brighter, the cloud of talent became more solid, the walls of the Wen Palace became more solid, the Wentai was full of spirituality, and the biggest change was the Wendan.

The surface of the Wendan was covered with apricot blossoms, and at first glance it seemed that the Wendan was blooming.

Fang Yun's Wendan looked as crystal-like, but this Wendan was like everyone else's Wendan, with an extremely smooth surface, but if it was magnified tens of thousands of times, clear scratches and even cracks would be seen on the Wendan.

Those scratches gradually faded or gradually intensified, and after they dissipated, new scratches would appear, and after they intensified, cracks would form.

Wendan was the most powerful but also the most fragile thing in the Wen Palace. Every time Fang Yun formed a thought, it would be like an object touching Wendan.

If the thoughts are pure and spotless, then the literary courage will be tempered.

If the thoughts are chaotic, they will leave very shallow marks on the literary courage, which will dissipate soon.

If the thoughts are mixed with negative, such as pain, hesitation, evil, suspicion, etc., they will leave clear marks. If similar negative thoughts continue to form, they will eventually tear very small cracks on the literary courage.

These subtle marks and cracks will not quickly cause the literary courage to crack or even break, but as long as these marks and cracks are there, once similar and very sudden thoughts appear, they may cause the literary courage to crack.

Every mark, every crack, hides a fatal crisis.

What's more, the literary courage is closely related to the lip-sharp and tongue-sharp, and these subtle marks and cracks will affect the power of the lip-sharp and tongue-sharp.

Now, the apricot flowers fall on it and continue to melt.

After each holy apricot flower melts, the external power will repair some subtle marks and cracks.

Fang Yun closed his eyes tightly, and the others looked at Fang Yun with envy. This was the difference between the master of the Xingtan and outsiders. Everyone present could only absorb a very small amount of the power of the holy apricot flower. Even if they sucked harder, the rest of the holy apricot flower powder would not fly into their Wen Palace.

Everyone present knew that the holy apricot flower powder they absorbed was equivalent to leftovers compared to Fang Yun, but no one complained, because just sitting here was a great opportunity for everyone, and even great scholars would cherish it very much.

When Fang Yun absorbed enough holy apricot flower powder, Dong Wencong said: "Master, envoys from various countries and families gathered outside the Wenyuan, ostensibly to congratulate, but actually to compete for the right to use this small Xingtan."

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