The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Fang Yun felt sad when he saw that a book that could change the Holy Yuan Continent could not be completed by himself.

Fang Yun was about to sigh when he saw the holy page "Emperor's Code" move slightly, and a whirlwind blew in the room. A large amount of dust fell on the holy page, making the entire holy page dirty.

Treasures hide themselves.

Fang Yun nodded gently, feeling extremely happy in his heart, but he could not hide the slight look of loneliness in his eyes.

At the moment when the three words "Emperor's Code" were formed, Ao Huang and Nu Nu looked at the study together outside the room.

One dragon and one fox then looked at each other, Nunu smiled and continued to play with the little meteor.

Ao Huang murmured to himself in a low voice: "It's weird. I seem to have felt the aura just now from Grandpa Long Sheng. Could it be that Fang Yun has found the holy way?"

Ao Huang then shook his head and said: "Impossible, Fang Yun must have understood something. He is just a Jinshi, and there is a big gap between him and the Holy One. He should not have the power of the Holy One."

Holy courtyard.

The roof beams of the temples are red, the ground is white jade, the statues of the saints are golden, the bookshelves are dark, and various old and yellowed books are located on the bookshelves.

The most precious classics of the human race are all in these temples, either original or handwritten by the original author.

The three semi-saints were sitting in front of the statues, monitoring the world, and at the same time thinking about the questions for the Jinshi Examination.

The semi-saints in ordinary temples only have rankings and no statues, while the temples are extremely wide and have statues of all the saints in them.

There are no more or less statues, ninety-eight in total.

Thousands of glazed ever-lasting lamps are hung in the temples. The lamp oil of these ever-bright lamps is made from the whale oil of the whale monster. The lamp oil is no more than a bowl, and the flame is no more than an inch. It can burn for hundreds of years.

The Three Saints were sitting on the futon, silent, sometimes opening their eyes, sometimes closing their eyes, communicating rapidly in a way that was difficult for ordinary people to understand. A blink of an eye is equivalent to several hours of communication for ordinary people.

Waves of strange aura rippled through the temples.

Suddenly, thousands of ever-bright lamps made a beeping sound, flames shot into the sky, and the lights shot out three feet high. The whole hall was illuminated by the ever-bright lamps, as bright as day.

Then, the flames of ten thousand long-bright lamps broke through the holy temples, forming a shadow of flames in the sky above the holy courtyard. The shadow was a million feet high, almost breaking through the sky and burning up all the wasteland.

All the clouds in the entire Shengyuan Continent were washed away by the shadow of the flames, leaving millions of miles of clear sky without clouds.

The Three Saints suddenly widened their eyes and scanned the hall without moving their gaze.

"The light is shining in the sky!" Mi Fengdian muttered to himself.

Such a vision could only occur when the holy scriptures took shape!

The eternal lamp is not just an ordinary lamp, but represents the direction of the human race and is the guiding light of the human race.

Even when he is canonized, there will be no bright light rising into the sky. Only the holy scriptures have the qualification to guide the human race and can become a bright light for the human race.

"Eh... I thought it was Yi Zhishi, a genius who established the holy book before being canonized, but it was not him!" Mi Fengdian's left half-sage.

"The other half-saints have no new works coming out."

The flame of the bright lamp slowly shrank, and finally the thousands of ever-burning lamps returned to normal.

Mi Fengdian suddenly let out a long sigh and said: "Perhaps God is blessing the human race. Fang is about to die, but a new holy book appears. May the human race prosper."

"What a pity..."

The Three Saints just felt a little sorry and then returned to normal, as if the sky falling could not shake their minds. As for the matter of searching for the holy books, they could just let other people in the Holy Academy do it.

East China Sea Dragon Palace.

"Oh?" Donghai Dragon Saint suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Shengyuan Continent.

"How could this aura... suddenly break? Ming Deng is soaring into the sky, what a powerful human race! Huh, idiot, ten Ming Deng are not as good as one Fang Yun. But Fang Yun is destined to my Dragon Clan after all, if I don't save it, Yu Wei That girl will come and grab my dragon's beard to prevent me from sleeping. If I try my best to rescue her, I'll break the rules again..."

Snow Barbarians, Wolf Barbarians.

The great barbarian king of the wolf clan looked up at the direction of the Holy Court and sneered: "Stay alive! His Majesty Wolf Qiong has been preparing for many days. Once the divine punishment of the Moon Tree is over, he will activate the power of the Sirius star and force Chen Guanhai to fight the final battle and annex Jingguo!"

Wu country, Yi family.

Chise, the greatest scholar among the semi-saints, stared blankly at the bright light rising into the sky. He waited until the shadow of the flames dissipated before looking back.

"The stars will not shine on me tomorrow, but now I will not be a beacon! What a pity! What a pity!"

Yi Zhishi looked gloomy when he remembered that the starlight of the Japanese song did not fall on him, and that it was not him who lit up the sky today.

The capital of Jingguo, the study room of the Fang family.

"I'm afraid I can only complete one volume of the "Emperor's Code", but this volume is enough to enlighten the human race in many aspects and save hundreds of years of time!"

Fang Yun made a decision in his mind and began to write the easier "Zengguang Xianwen" and "Young Learning Qionglin" first.

"Zengguang Xianwen" is composed of many short and concise sentences, which collects famous sayings and aphorisms from past dynasties, some of which are positive and uplifting, such as "Know yourself and your enemy, and compare your feelings with your own." There are also warnings such as "A good person will be bullied by others, and a good horse will be ridden by others." In addition, there are some poems, which Fang Yun wrote after thinking about it.

There are many wise sayings in it that have never appeared in Shengyuan Continent, but Fang Yun doesn't care anymore. Anyway, when others find this book, he is already dead. If those people have any doubts, let them go.

Zengguang Xian's essay only had a few thousand words, and Fang Yunli wrote it quickly with pen and paper.

"Young Learning Qionglin" is different. It belongs to the encyclopedia type and tells many things such as astronomy and geography, emperors and ministers in the court, human relations, food customs, lawsuits, ghosts and gods, etc.

There is a saying: After reading "Zeng Guang", you can speak, and after reading "Young Learning", you can travel around the world. This shows how much "Young Learning Qionglin" has helped Meng Tong.

"Zengguang Xianwen" is full of short truths and sayings that are applicable everywhere, but many encyclopedic knowledge in "Young Learning Qionglin" is only applicable to ancient China, and more than half of the content is not suitable for Shengyuan Continent.

"The situation in Shengyuan Continent is more complicated. The "Three Character Classic" can contain very little content due to its limited form, but "Young Learning Qionglin" can write more things! I simply expanded it greatly and included all kinds of basic knowledge. "Youth Learning Qionglin" allows Meng Tong to understand the general trend of the world in a short period of time and gain a broader perspective. "

Fang Yun made a decision in his heart and completely abandoned the original work of "Young School Qionglin" from the beginning, and instead used the ancient demon inheritance and the records of the star demon barbarians to write the ancient history of Shengyuan Continent.

Fang started writing in simple and smooth parallel prose, starting with the Dragon Clan's domination of the world, the ancient demon gaining dominance, and the rise of the demon barbarians. Then he started to introduce the human race, and then introduced important historical figures, deeds of saints, instructions for the Holy Academy, etc. All kinds of popular knowledge.

There are tons of human books on imperial examinations, but there are almost no such books, and even if there are, they cannot be popularized due to various shortcomings.

This process cannot be accomplished overnight. You must arrange the length reasonably, consider which content is suitable for selection, and write it in catchy parallel prose. It is a major project that tests all aspects.

Fang Yun kept writing and writing, but fortunately he was already a Holy Scholar, and his talent increased because of his composition of war poems, and his literary talent was first-class, so there was no big obstacle in his writing.

"Young School Qionglin" is not like poetry that tests the skill of accidental creation and natural creation. It tests the basic skills and understanding of Shengyuan Continent. Fang Yun is unmatched in this aspect, whether it is the breadth or depth of reading. They are far superior to his peers. The ancient demon inheritance and the world of strange books alone are enough for him to gain a lot of knowledge.

In Shengyuan Continent, knowledge is power!

The sun was in the west, and when the sun was about to set for a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun received a letter from Jiang Hechuan, the Minister of Literature.

"You take your family to the temple to receive the Poetry Ancestor Ceremony, don't worry."

Fang Yun was puzzled. Jiang Hechuan said "go" instead of "come".

"Lord Wenxiang, don't you participate in the ceremony of the ancestor of poetry?"

"I have other things to do. Not all the great scholars from the major families in the capital can be here, so don't worry about it. We are doing our best for Jingguo and the human race. Go ahead."

Fang Yun still wanted to ask, but did not send a letter.

"What are Wen Xiang and those great scholars going to do? Is it related to the ceremony of me or the ancestor of poetry?" Fang Yun thought of Wen Xiang's reaction when he saw Ye Hongyu. He really couldn't figure it out, so he shook his head and left the study.

The little fox was playing in the yard. When Fang Yun waved, Nunu ran into his arms.

When Fang Yun walked to the main hall, he saw Ao Huang happily saying to Yang Yuhuan: "Sister-in-law, don't believe what I said! As soon as Fang Yun's sword-calling poem came out, the ancestor of the poem's treasure light rose into the sky, and the ghosts and gods in heaven and earth wailed. I was so frightened that one layer of my dragon scales fell off. Look, these real dragon scales are shiny, right? They are all newly grown! Fang Yun is so powerful, and Fierce Lord is amazing, too late..."

Fang Yun saw Yang Yuhuan listening to Ao Huang's story with great interest, and shook his head with a smile.

When Yang Yuhuan saw Fang Yun coming, he stood up hurriedly.

"Little luck."

After many days of recuperation, Yang Yuhuan became more and more beautiful and noble.

Ao Huang turned his head and complained: "I am very happy when I am talking. After I finish speaking, it will be your turn to be heroic!"

Fang Yun said with a smile: "Yuhuan, the Poetry Ancestor Ceremony is about to begin. You and your family should put down what you are doing and go to the temple with me."

"Okay." Yang Yuhuan greeted people immediately.

Ao Huang flew over and said with a smile: "I'm going too. I've grown so big that I haven't seen the ceremony of the Poet Ancestor. Let's go!"

After everyone in the Fang family tidied up for a while, Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan got into the carriage and headed to the temple, with the others following on foot.

Ao Huang was extremely excited and chattered outside the car window, showing his true nature as a mouth-breaking dragon.

Yang Yuhuan was kind-hearted and responded to Ao Huang from time to time. Fang Yun had long been accustomed to listening to Ao Huang's words with one ear and hearing them with the other.

Nunu covered her ears with her furry paws in annoyance.

Since the news of Jiang Hechuan spread throughout the country, most people in the capital who had a degree went to the holy temple in the academy early. People without a degree could also enter the open academy, but they could not enter the temple area.

As soon as Fang Yun's carriage left the Shangshe District, it was plunged into a sea of ​​people, making it difficult to move forward.

Ao Huang immediately rushed to the front of the car and shouted: "I want to watch the fun, get out of my way!"

Ao Huang's voice carried the power of a dragon, and those people instinctively moved aside, and then looked at Ao Huang, all of them were shocked.

"Huanglong! What a blessing from heaven!"

"Is this Huang Long, the private soldier of Marquis Fang Wen? I never thought it was true!"

"Huang Long is so powerful, I really don't know how strong Fang Wenhou is."

Ao Huang's nose was almost crooked with anger, but there were too many people here, and he didn't dare to delay Fang Yun, so he could only angrily clear the way for Fang Yun.