When the light faded, Fang Yun found himself on a high platform. In the distance there was red soil and the air was filled with a strange poisonous gas. This was the place where he had entered before entering the Sangu Ancient Land.
Fang Yun immediately used Wen Dan to isolate the poisonous gas.
Twelve great scholars stood under the high platform.
Thirty people went in, but only one is left.
The moment they saw Fang Yun, some people were shocked, some showed sadness in their eyes, some sighed softly, and some remained calm as if nothing had moved them.
Even after seeing the twelve great scholars, Fang Yun did not completely let down his guard.
The memory of Three Valleys Canyon is too painful.
He Qionghai, the great scholar of the War Hall, stepped forward and asked, "What happened?"
Fang Yun was about to speak when the great scholar on the side said, "If it's too late, there might be some changes. Let's go back to the Holy Academy first and discuss other things later."
He Qionghai nodded, then invited Fang Yun to Pingbu Qingyun, and the twelve people headed for the gate of Confucius Literary World as quickly as possible.
The twelve great scholars were on full alert, and five of them even opened the lids of the bookcases behind them.
It seemed as if a huge sun was hidden in the bookcase, and its tremendous power gushed out upwards, suppressing all directions.
He Qionghai whispered: "With five pieces of semi-saint robes, I can defeat the semi-saints of the demon race!"
Fang Yun nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. These great scholars were all men of scriptures, and even if a demon saint came, they could resist for a long time.
Everyone successfully entered the world of Confucius and disappeared on this nameless star.
On the high platform leading to the ancient land of Sangu, the beam of light dissipated, and then the platform completely cracked.
The ancient land of Sangu no longer exists.
After walking through the literary corridor, Fang Yun safely arrived at the large square in front of the war hall.
Fang Yun felt several invisible and terrifying forces passing by him, making him instinctively feel nervous. Each force was filled with two completely opposite auras, vast and upright yet full of destructiveness.
Fang Yun didn't dare to move, not knowing how the will of the saints could suddenly descend.
But in a moment, the terrifying power disappeared.
Fang Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and gained a new understanding of the power of the saints. Then, Fang Yun was stunned, and then slowly looked up at the sky.
In the east, the sun was rising, just like usual, but directly above it, a strange star that was three times larger than the sun was hanging high in the sky.
The star is obviously very large, but it emits a cold light similar to that of the moon. It obviously does not seem as dazzling as the sun, but even the sun cannot block its radiance.
"Wen... Wenquxing?" Fang Yun muttered to himself, a little confused. Then he carefully sensed it, and a look of joy appeared on his face, because now Wenquxing's power is a hundred times more than before!
If there had been so many literary stars a hundred years ago, the number of scholars in the human race would have increased by at least ten times! In a few hundred years, it might have increased by nearly a hundred times!
At that time, if the power of sub-saint or above does not take action, even if the human race cannot counterattack the demon world, they can still drive out the demons and savages from many ancient lands.
Fang Yun's mind flashed back to the scene of the Third Valley, and he vaguely remembered the time when he was promoted to Hanlin. He was unconscious for a few breaths, and when he woke up, Langchi actually closed his eyes, and there were traces of slight burns on his eyes.
Fang Yun was stunned. He recalled that after he woke up, the power of Wenquxing in the Sangu Ancient Land was a little strange. He didn't think much about it at the time, thinking it was a byproduct of his talent after his promotion. But now he thought about it, the place was illuminated by Wenquxing at that time, and it was very close to Wenquxing.
"It seems that because I was promoted to Hanlin, Wenquxing has undergone new changes and even descended to Shengyuan Continent. However, there is no conclusive evidence that Wenquxing was changed by me."
Fang Yun was thinking about it when he noticed that the official seal was vibrating. He realized that they were all messages from relatives and friends asking about him. Just as he was about to read them, he put his hand away and looked outside.
There were messy footsteps outside, and then one by one, great scholars in purple robes and university scholars in blue robes walked into the war hall calmly.
Fang Yun took a quick look and saw that people had come from all the halls of the Holy Academy. Even the Four Saints Pavilion had sent people, including the great Confucian scholars of the Four Saints Pavilion.
The elders of the Four Saints Pavilion are responsible for communicating with the Four Saints and all the Saints. Their status is one rank higher than that of other halls in the Holy Court. They are rarely seen. It's okay if they appear alone, but if they appear together, something big must have happened.
Whether it was the Ten-Nation Competition or the Entry into the Holy Ruins, Fang Yun had never met even one of the Four Saints Pavilion elders. But now, he has met four of them at once.
Not only the great scholars from the Holy Academy, but also the Two Worlds Mountain, the Prison Sea and other ancient lands each sent a great scholar here.
"Go into the main hall of the battle hall and talk!"
After He Qionghai finished speaking, he led Fang Yun and others into the main hall of the battle hall.
Fang Yun knew that he would be received after he came out, but he didn't expect it to be so exaggerated.
There are ten rows of armchairs on each side of the battle hall, with twenty chairs in each row, and the armchairs on both sides face each other.
He Qionghai brought Fang Yun to the first seat of the left-hand chair and said, "Please take a seat, Fang Xusheng."
Fang Yun sat in the most important position without any hesitation.
Afterwards, the other great scholars and grand secretaries took their seats, but the Hanlin scholars were not qualified to sit and could only stand aside.
The first seat opposite Fang Yun was empty because no one could be equal to the status of Xu Sheng.
The atmosphere in the battle hall was unprecedentedly solemn, and the imperial scholars were so frightened that they dared not even breathe.
As for the Jinshi and Juren working in the Holy Academy, they stood obediently far away from the door and did not dare to get close to it. Even those who were members of the Confucius family and descendants of sages stood obediently outside.
After a moment's silence, everyone looked towards the great scholar Wang Tongfu, the elder of Dongsheng Pavilion, who was sitting diagonally opposite Fang Yun.
At the same time, several university scholars in the History Hall sent out history books to prepare for recording.
Wang Tongfu did not stand up either. He looked at Fang Yun with a faint smile on his face: "Fang Xusheng, don't be misled by this scene. This is just an ordinary conversation. If you have anything to say, just say it. It's just that what we want to discuss today is very important, so we invited so many people."
Fang Yun said: "Those... friends who died in the battle of Sangu are of top priority and are naturally of great importance. As for the collapse of the ancient land of Sangu, it is not important. If you have any questions, please ask. I will tell you everything I know."
Many scholars nodded gently. Fang Yun was clearly a false saint, but he still modestly called himself a student. This attitude alone was precious. Especially those who had never really met Fang Yun no longer believed in the rumors from the outside world.
Wang Tongfu said: "Then please ask Fang Xusheng to tell us from the time we entered Sangu until we left. Of course, if it involves personal feelings, we can avoid talking about it."
"Okay. Then I'll explain in detail. When we first arrived at the Three Valleys, there was nothing wrong. We entered the Battlefield Canyon smoothly. As you know, above the Battlefield Canyon..."
So Fang Yun recalled what happened at that time and slowly told everything.
When talking about the discovery of the barbarian monsters blocking the front and back and the corpse of the barbarian monster king, many people were shocked and showed resentment. When they learned that the Dragon King Zhenhai and the monster king Mingqi appeared, they were shocked and angry.
Everyone knows how terrifying the Dragon King of Zhenhai and the Demon King Mingqi are.
Afterwards, Fang Yun told the story of how Mo Ming of the Mohist School sacrificed himself to be the first to stop the pursuers, and how Han Wencong of the Legalist School sacrificed himself to be the first to use the line of demarcation to create an opportunity for others to break through.
Then, Fang Yun told the names of the scholars who died to leave behind them one by one without any omission, and even repeated their last words one by one.
Many people in the battle hall had tears in their eyes, and some sentimental people even wiped away their tears silently.
When Fang Yun finished talking about Peng Zouzhao's departure, there was a cry in the hall.
"I will definitely avenge them!"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he continued to tell the story of the three-valley battle. When he said that one person challenged the nine monsters, everyone was shocked.
Not to mention that Fang Yun was only a Jinshi at that time, even if he was a Hanlin, it would be impossible for him to fight against nine monsters in a row.
Everyone wanted to know the result, but they all listened to Fang Yun's story patiently.
"The first one, the demon general, one sword."
"The second one, the demon general. One sword."
"The third one, the demon general, one sword."
"The fourth one. Demon commander, three swords."
"The fifth one, Demon Commander, three swords."
"The sixth one, Demon Commander, three swords."
Everyone was stunned. This was not a narration of a battle at all. It was just like a cold and taciturn executioner describing how he killed a death row prisoner with one blow.
No one asked for details, but everyone had complicated thoughts in their mind and they didn't know how to describe them.
Everyone knew that this was against common sense, but no one could find any evidence to refute it, and everyone believed Fang Yun's words.
Sometimes the truth is more ridiculous than the rumor.
Even if Fang Yun didn't tell the details, everyone could imagine how amazing Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword was.
Afterwards, Fang Yun recounted the story of how he killed the other three demon lords. This time he told the story in detail, but he did not elaborate on the details involving Gu Jian's true name and Long Jue, and he did not even mention the matter of the Grand Competition Order.
When Fang Yun mentioned that he had become a former imperial scholar, everyone in the room was shocked.
Finally, Fang Yun talked about the collapse of the ancient Sangu land.
After telling what happened to San Gu Lian Zhan, Fang Yun took out the sealed porcelain bottle.
A faint fragrance instantly spread throughout the battle hall, and everyone became alert.
Fang Yun held the porcelain bottle, slowly glanced at everyone, and said: "According to the rules, all the Shadow Void Divine Liquid in the bottle belongs to me, is that true?"
Wang Tongfu said: "Yes, you deserve this."
The eyes of a few scholars looked at Fang Yun with some changes, and a very few even looked at him with contempt.
"Okay. I will first divide the Shadow Void Divine Fluid into thirty portions, three drops each, and distribute them equally to everyone who enters the Three Valleys. There will be about twelve drops left, which will be awarded to the outstanding descendants of those who died in the Three Valleys battlefield. I will take three drops, and the rest will be placed in the Holy Courtyard. Please ask the Eastern Holy Pavilion to give them to their families."
Everyone was moved. Those who didn't believe in Fang Yun before blushed slightly. If it were them, there was no way they would take only three drops.
"These are the responsibilities of the Holy Academy. The Holy Academy will definitely do a good job and not let the heroes feel disappointed." Wang Tongfu said.
Fang Yun nodded and said, "I have heard of similar things. After the Holy Academy distributes the Shadow Void Divine Liquid, please tell them one thing. Every drop of Shadow Void Divine Liquid can create a university scholar. It should not be sold easily. If anyone dares to use despicable means to obtain the Shadow Void Divine Liquid in their hands, tell me and I will kill their entire family!"
There was a brief silence in the battle hall.
A great scholar said slowly, "When the time comes, I will lend a helping hand to Fang Xusheng."
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Chen Ben, the great scholar who guarded Liangjie Mountain.
Some Hanlin scholars didn't even dare to look at him for a long time. He was a real murderer who had killed countless demons and barbarians. It was said that demons and barbarians who didn't know him would actually feel fear when they saw him. (To be continued...)