The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Lei Yuanting, like everyone else, looked up at the orange beam of talent and then looked at Fang Yun on the ground.

"The orange light of the Academy Temple is soaring into the sky. This is the sign that someone in the country has passed the Seventh Pavilion for the first time. Except for Fang Yun, all the students have left. Could it be that Fang Yun has passed the Seventh Pavilion?"

"I've never heard of anyone falling into coma after passing the Seventh Pavilion!"

"Did someone else secretly enter Lingyan Pavilion and first pass the Seventh Pavilion?"

"impossible!"

Lei Yuanting stood in the distance, no longer daring to draw a conclusion, staring nervously at Fang Yun, occasionally looking at the talents above the temple.

"boom……"

While everyone was discussing, a similar orange light suddenly flew diagonally from the sky, made a loud noise, and quickly merged into the orange light of Jingguo Academy.

"This...isn't right! There are twelve Lingyan Pavilions in the ten countries plus the Confucian Academy and the Holy Academy. Over the past few hundred years, most talents from other countries have gathered in the Holy Academy, such as the Confucian Dragon, Tao Sheng, When Cao Zhi and a few others first passed through Lingyan Pavilion, Cai Qi gathered where they were. "

"There is only one orange talent now, which is a little different from the legendary twelve talents. Could it be an accident?"

"Wait a little longer."

Although many people don't believe it on the surface, their eyes are full of expectations. They are just worried about Lei Yuanting and others and are not as sure as they were at first. After all, Fang Yun is still unconscious.

"Let's go, pick up Fang Yun first!" Qiao Juze said and led the people to run all the way on the blue stone slab. He ran to Fang Yun and wanted to pick up Fang Yun, but as soon as his hand reached a foot away, he was Invisible force blocked it.

"boom……"

"Here it comes again, the second orange talent! It's coming from the direction of Wu Kingdom!"

Everyone looked up at the sky again and saw the second orange beam coming from the west. The orange beam was a hundred feet thick, but it did not appear to be particularly huge at a very high place in the sky.

Everyone continued to look at the sky. From the distant sky, many orange light pillars flew over at extremely fast speeds.

The orange beam of talent from Jingguo Academy still shoots straight into the sky.

Soon, a total of eleven orange beams of talent rushed into the beams of Jingguo Academy, creating a spectacular scene.

Jingguo Academy's beam of talent was originally thinner than most, originally ranked eleventh in thickness, but now it is getting thicker and thicker, finally ranking sixth.

Later, ten bust paintings of people appeared on the front of the attic of Lingyan Pavilion. These ten paintings were the old ten sons of Lingyan Pavilion. Yan Yukong ranked tenth, Yi Zhishi ranked ninth, Han Xin ranked eighth, and Cao Zhi ranked third. Five, and the remaining six are all semi-saints who have been canonized in recent hundreds of years, including Wang Jinglong and others.

Ten paintings were suspended in mid-air, and then the positions of Yan Yukong and Yi Zhishi were exchanged, and Yan Yukong successfully entered the ninth.

Fang Yun's half-length painting appears in the eleventh position.

But in the blink of an eye, Fang Yun's portrait exchanged places with the tenth-ranked Yi Chise.

Echiyo's portrait disappears.

Afterwards, Fang Yun's portrait continued to exchange positions with the previous portraits, moving forward step by step, and finally reached the first position.

Under Fang Yun's portrait, there are seven lines of words.

Ten shots for hunting.

The horse has ten chips.

Etiquette is perfect.

Danbo ten chips.

It takes ten steps to move a mountain.

The ink sword has ten chips.

Colorful poems.

Everyone's eyes almost popped out of their heads and they all exclaimed.

"Seven pavilions are full!"

"First in a thousand years!"

"Unparalleled in the world!"

"Single power over the ages!"

Before everyone could finish their exclamations, the sky suddenly darkened, day and night changed instantly, the sun in the sky disappeared, stars filled the sky, and the brightest star Wenqu shone brightly.

The twelve talent beams exude a faint light, which is particularly eye-catching in the night sky.

"The talent is astonishing! Fang Yun's talent actually caused changes in the sky! Oh my God!"

Suddenly, the starlight of Wenqu rose sharply, ten times brighter than usual.

Then, the night disappeared, the sun came again, the twelve beams of talent dissipated at the same time, Lingyan Pavilion slowly merged into the white clouds, and finally disappeared without a trace.

The Peak Mountain, the Holy Courtyard, and the Holy Temples.

"I have never seen Fang Yun's painting techniques, calligraphy brushwork, piano fingering, etc., but I am ignorant?"

"Never seen it either."

The third old man shook his head slightly.

"Perhaps it is necessary for us to go to the Wudao River."

The temples were silent.

Jingguo Academy and Lingyan Pavilion disappeared, and the square in front of the temple returned to its former width, while tens of thousands of students were still immersed in horror or ecstasy.

Lei Yuanting hid his face and left quickly, but no one was trying to hurt him.

In front of Fang Yun, who is full of money in Qiting, Lei Yuanting is no different from an insect.

"When talents gather together, the country will win!" an old gentleman suddenly shouted.

"Jingguo will be victorious!" Tens of thousands of students roared in unison.

The sound of tens of thousands of people was like a mountain falling apart.

Fang Yun moved his fingers slightly and slowly opened his eyes. He could faintly see the Jingguo students in front of him falling into a frenzy. The scene was almost out of control, and continuous cheers could be heard in his ears.

"Jingguo will be victorious! Jingguo will be victorious!"

Fang Yun is confused, what is going on?

Fang Yun narrowed his eyes to a thin slit and looked around secretly.

"What are tens of thousands of people doing around me? Why do they call Jingguo Wansheng? What big thing happened? I was lying on the ground, and no one paid attention! This scene is too weird. Could it be that Jingguo won the battle?"

Qiao Juze whispered: "Brother Fang, are you awake yet?"

Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes like a person who just woke up.

"What happened?" Fang Yun sat up slowly, and the two scholars beside him rushed over and helped Fang Yun up.

Fang Yun then realized that everyone looked at him with joy, admiration and gratitude.

Qiao Juze bowed and said, "Congratulations to Fang Wenhou for entering the Lingyan Pavilion, passing through seven pavilions at once, making ten pieces in one step, and getting full chips in one day!"

"Lucky luck." Fang Yun returned the greeting with a smile.

"Come on, come on, let's celebrate your success today!" Qiao Juze said as he walked over and wanted to walk with Fang Yun.

Fang Yun whispered, "Brother Qiao, tell me the truth. What happened during the time I was unconscious?"

Qiao Juze was stunned and said, "After you came out of Lingyan Pavilion, the talent of the human race changed. Some of the talents of the Ten Kingdoms, Kongcheng and Shengyuan were injected into the Jingguo Temple. This is the first time that Jingguo has received a formal infusion of talent after Chen Sheng was canonized. From now on, students from all over my Jingguo will be affected. For example, after the imperial examination, the talent will be injected, and the talent will be slightly more than before. Even if it is not much, it will have a huge impact on hundreds of millions of Jingguo people."

Fang Yun said happily, "Talent gathers in the scenery? So that's why they are so happy. If it were me, I would cheer too. Not only is there a lot of talent after the imperial examination, but it also has a subtle effect on all the scholars in my Jingguo. How much is the talent light column of my Jingguo now?"

"Shengyuan and Kongfu are still the first and second, and my Jingguo is sixth." Qiao Juze said.

"Sixth? This means that if I give Jingguo thirty to fifty years, the talents of the four states are likely to be equivalent to the talents of the five states of other countries!" Fang Yun said.

"That's right. Your contribution this time is so great that it is hard to describe. I'm afraid the reward this time will have to wait until you become a Jinshi, otherwise... Now I can only make you a king, there are too few kings of different surnames." Qiao Juze said.

The people nearby nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, this time there is really no reward left. If it were the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, it would definitely be suspected because of the great merits. But now, Fang Yun will be much safer."

Fang Yun understood that in the future, unless he committed a serious crime, no one in Jingguo would accuse him in public, not even the left prime minister would do that.

"From now on, all the scholars in Jing will stand by Fang Yun, and so will their parents!"

"Although the students in the other nine countries may have complaints, it has nothing to do with us! As long as the people of Jing support Fang Wenhou, that's enough!"

"Yes!"

As they walked out while chatting, they saw several Jinshi hurriedly coming and blocking Fang Yun.

Fang Yun was calm and composed.

These Jinshi were all from Kangshe and had close ties with the Kangwang Mansion. Everyone around Fang Yun wanted to stop him, but stopped halfway because the four Kangshe Jinshi looked ashamed.

The four of them clasped their fists and bowed to the bottom, and then one of them said with a shy face, "We work for the Kangwang Mansion. Although it cannot be considered upright, it cannot be said to be completely wrong. Even if you are the best in literature, it is not wrong to say anything. Today is different. We have not given you even a grain of rice, but we, our relatives, friends and even our descendants have benefited from your grace because of this gathering of talents. If we disrespect you again, we will be no different from animals! We voluntarily leave the Kang Society, and from now on, we will never speak ill of you again!"

The four of them bowed again to apologize, and did not dare to look at Fang Yun, and hurriedly left with their heads down.

The Jinshi used all his strength to activate his tongue, and the sound had spread out of the Jingguo Academy and reached the city outside the academy.

The direct students of the Kangwang Mansion were panicked. Their family had been attached to the Kangwang Mansion for many years, and they had no power to leave. But if they did not leave the Kangwang Mansion, they would get so many benefits from Fang Yun for nothing, and their literary courage would be tarnished, and their literary status would progress slowly in the future.

As these direct lineage students were thinking, the students of Kang Society who had no close relationship with the Kang Wang Mansion came to Fang Yun one after another.

"Ji Tingyu, a student from Mizhou, left Kang Society! Fang Yun's virtue and merits are the best in Jingguo, and he is almost a great scholar. If he stays in Kang Society and becomes an enemy of him, he will be worse than a pig or a dog!"

"Hong Yuan, a Jinshi from Dongyunzhou, left Kang Society. If he continues to help the tyrant, his literary courage will not be guaranteed. I hope everyone in Kang Society will forgive him!"

"Pang Shoude, a student from Yanzhou, left Kang Society. I hope the Kang Wang Mansion will show mercy and keep my family safe."

When they heard the word Yanzhou, everyone in Kang Society shrank their pupils, and even Fang Yun showed curiosity and looked at the man carefully.

Kang Wang's fiefdom was in Yanzhou. He was the local emperor of Yanzhou, and his influence in many places in Yanzhou even exceeded that of the court.

The people of Yanzhou rebelled against Kang Society and Kang Wang Mansion, which was extremely fatal to the reputation of Kang Wang Mansion.

Many students of Kangshe stared at Pang Shoude blankly. Soon, they walked towards Fang Yun in large numbers, admitted their mistakes to Fang Yun, and withdrew from Kangshe.

A moment later, Kangshe had less than 70 members, and it fell directly from a first-class school to a fourth-class school.

Fang Yun's expression suddenly changed, and he looked in the direction of Zhongshe, where a thunderous voice came from.

"Fang Yun, you will not die well... cough cough..."

This was the voice of the young Duke, the son of King Kang.