The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

If you slow down a book, a thousand books will at least cause a difference of half a chip!

Fang Yun read one book after another, including "Yi Xuan Ji" from the Book of Changes, "Ding Zheng Hong Fan" from the Book of History, "Shi Chuan Peng Tong" from the Book of Songs, "Qin Lv Biao Wei" from the Way of Qin, "Nan Zheng Lu" from the historian, "Hai Dao Jing" from the geography, "Quan Sheng Zhi Mi Fang" from the doctor, and other books that Fang Yun had never read before flew in front of him and flew back one after another.

At first, Fang Yun still regarded reading as a big competition, but as he read, he regarded it as learning, absorbing knowledge, and storing the cornerstone of the holy way. Not only did his speed not decrease, but it increased.

Unconsciously, Fang Yun had read more and more books.

I don't know how long it took, when there were only three pages left in "Zhen Xi Fang Tan" and he was about to finish reading, Fang Yun instinctively waved his hand, and the next book flew over.

Fang Yun finished reading the last page of "Zhen Xi Fang Tan" and was about to turn to the next book when he suddenly heard a strange bell sound. The sound was so strong and fierce at first that he seemed to be unable to bear it and was about to dizzy. But at the moment when he was about to dizzy, the bell sounded pleasant again, which immediately made people feel like they were in the spring breeze, as if they were listening to a great scholar's sermon, which was particularly comfortable.

However, this comfort only lasted for three breaths. The bell sounded strong and fierce again, and then became pleasant and melodious. This repeated nine times before it stopped.

During the ringing of the bell, Fang Yun's mind was blank and he lost the ability to think, but after the bell sounded, he realized that it was the bell of Mingdan. Unfortunately, it was a critical time for the Ten Countries Competition, so it was inconvenient to enter the Wen Palace to check, and he didn't know what specific changes there were in Wendan.

"Fang Yun finished reading a hundred books first, and the bell of Mingdan rang." A voice sounded in the air.

Except for Fang Yun who continued to flip through the books as if nothing had happened, everyone else stopped involuntarily.

"I've only read fifteen books! He's already read over a hundred? Even if an ordinary person keeps turning the pages by hand, he can't be faster than him!"

"I'm better, I've read twenty-five books." Kong Deyu was extremely angry.

"I've read twenty-one."

"I'm the most unlucky, I've only read twelve books! Fang Yun is really good at discouraging people!"

"Why are you angry? Fang Yun's efforts will benefit everyone!" Qiao Juze's tone was a little strange.

Tian Yu, a Jinshi from Shu, said: "Qiao Juze, don't leave after the competition. I'm going to compete with you and let you know the price of making sarcastic remarks!"

"Let's not talk about Fang Yun. The nine of you got three-tenths, and the ninety of us got two-tenths. Of course you think it's good!"

Qiao Juze smiled and stopped talking.

The rest of the students in Jingguo laughed along, even Yan Zewei from Liufeng Society and Ke Yuan from Kang Society showed a hint of pride and complacency.

This is the most proud time for Jingguo in the two hundred years since its founding.

Those who had previously determined that Fang Yun was not good dared not say a word. Fang Yun was ahead by a huge margin. Even if Fang Yun's books were all I Ching or arithmetic, he could still read 200 books first.

"There should be a chance. He can't cause the unprecedented ten consecutive bells in the Ten Kingdoms Competition!" Xun Li's eyes were even more sad when he spoke.

"You don't even believe this yourself." Yan Yukong said, and continued to read.

Xun Li clenched his right fist, lowered his head, and a vicious light flashed in his eyes.

The others began to read one after another.

No one spoke at the competition site, only the sound of flipping books remained, and Fang Yun's flipping was the most frequent.

Not long after, Fang Yun finished reading 200 books, and the second bell rang.

This time, Fang Yun felt that the bell was more intense than the last time.

After the ninth bell rang, even if Fang Yun did not enter the Wen Palace, he felt that there was a slight change in Wen Dan.

Fang Yun continued to read, and the others were silent for a few breaths and continued to read.

When Fang Yun finished reading the 300th book, the bell rang for the third time. When he finished reading the 400th book, the bell rang for the fourth time.

"Fang Yun, you have read 400 books, but I haven't even finished 100! Stop it. If you keep doing this, can you still continue the competition?" Ma Yuan from Wu State said with a sad face.

"Brother Ma is not the key point. The key point is that you are the Juren. We are all Jinshi, but we are still so far behind you. If you do this, how will the elders and villagers of my Yun State see us?"

"Everyone, let's discuss it. After the Ten-Nation Competition is over, we will find a chance to take revenge! My whole family is watching in front of the light curtain. When I go back and my brother asks me why Fang Yun has read 400 books but I haven't read 90 books, how should I answer? I can't say I'm a fool!"

In front of the light curtains of literary academies in various places, everyone laughed together. Seeing the tragic side of these genius Jinshi who far surpassed ordinary people, they found it more and more interesting.

Those scholars with high literary status laughed but fell into deep thought. The power displayed by Fang Yun was too terrifying. Traveling thousands of miles was nothing, it could only be said that he was gifted, but reading thousands of books was a test of one's learning ability.

Fang Yun's learning ability was more than four times that of a Jinshi. It was only a matter of time before he became a great scholar. If nothing unexpected happened, it could even be said that his chance of becoming a saint was several times that of Yi Zhishi!

Xun Li wiped the sweat from his forehead and lowered his head to read, but his eyes were more determined and sharper.

Fang Yun continued to read, and the bell continued to ring. After reading the last book, the bell rang for the tenth time. In addition to the 50% of the power that Fang Yun could get, he also gained a full 10% of the power.

The ninety-nine people except Fang Yun shared 50%, and all of them together only gained one-third of Fang Yun's power.

After listening to the tenth bell, Fang Yun found that his literary courage had taken another step forward.

He was originally at the level of the second level of Wen Dan, but now he has reached the level of a stubborn stone giving birth to jade, and the next step is the level of the second level of Wen Dan.

The Wen Dan level of ordinary university scholars is just similar to Fang Yun at this moment.

"The first place in the Ten Kingdoms Competition of Reading Ten Thousand Volumes, Fang Yun, tenth place."

There were sighs from all around. Until now, no one except Fang Yun has finished reading three hundred books. The gap is really too big.

Fang Yun sat in the same place and looked around. He found that everyone else was still reading silently. No one was looking at him anymore. They were all hit hard.

However, Fang Yun was a little addicted to reading too much. After reading a thousand books, he didn't feel satisfied and wanted to continue reading.

Fang Yun sat on the chair and closed his eyes to rest for a while. After a while, he opened his eyes and waved to Qiao Juze's bookshelf. He just tried it casually, but the first book on Qiao Juze's bookshelf flew over.

Fang Yun was stunned. After a closer look, it was "Shanzhou Folk Songs Collection", which was the first book Qiao Juze read.

Fang Yun was about to turn the page when he felt the atmosphere was not right. He turned his head and saw Qiao Juze looking at Fang Yun with an extremely puzzled look, which seemed to be more puzzled than reading books like the Book of Changes.

"Ahem..." Fang Yun coughed lightly and lowered his head to read the Collection of Folk Songs of Shanzhou.

This book is exactly the same as the previous one. Only after reading and understanding it, the words can shine and continue to turn the pages.

The familiar sound of turning pages quickly in the literary world of Dabi rang again.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Fang Yun and continued to turn their heads to read. Not long after, a voice rang out in the hall.

"Mad man!"