After the palace examination, many rights of being a virtual saint gradually emerged, such as the unlimited use of the literary world of any family. Unless he was migrating with a large group of people, Fang Yun did not need to take the sky-walking ship.
It was late at night, and the Holy Temple was a little chilly in November.
The star Wenqu hangs high in the sky, blocking the moon and the stars.
Fang Yun arrived at the Holy Court smoothly, and the Grand Secretary of the Criminal Court, Fan Wendong, came in person with the staff of the Criminal Court.
Fan Wendong's eyes were narrowed out of habit. He led the way beside Fang Yun and smiled, "You have passed the palace examination. According to convention, you have to hone your skills in the Holy Academy. Long before you entered the sea of learning, we have reserved a dormitory for you in the Holy Academy. Like other places, the dormitory of the Holy Academy is divided into upper dormitory and lower dormitory. According to Lord Dongsheng's wishes, the tenth-ranked upper dormitory Jinshi will be sent to the lower dormitory, and you will be arranged to live in the tenth upper dormitory. When everything is settled, you can bring your family. If nothing unexpected happens, you can live there for three years."
Fang Yun shook his head helplessly. It must be that the Eastern Saint King Jinglong wanted to hone himself and put himself in the spotlight, so that the geniuses of the Holy Academy would take action and compete with him.
The competition within the Holy Academy is more intense than within any other country!
There are too many issues left over from human history, including conflicts between various families, conflicts between countries, and conflicts within the Holy Academy students themselves. This makes the Holy Academy a place where there is no bloodshed but great pressure.
However, all competitions among students of the Holy Academy are within the order, and everything is resolved by the internal methods of the Holy Academy. Once anyone dares to break the rules of the Holy Academy, even the people of the Kong family will be expelled from the Holy Academy or even severely punished.
Here, if the Lei family dares to carry out the actions they did in Ning'an County, even if the patriarch of the Lei family is alive and even if the Lei family has the protection of Thunder Ancestor, all the saints will dare to kill and destroy the entire family.
This is why when Fang Yun was taking the palace examination, the attacks from the Zong and Lei families were so brutal, because once Fang Yun came to the Holy Academy, all their methods would no longer work.
Fang Yun had heard about it a long time ago. The Holy Academy was the beginning of human genius and the end of the comfortable life of scholars.
Last year, Li Fanming and some other friends talked about the Holy Academy. They all hoped that Fang Yun would not go to the Holy Academy first, but wait until he was more mature before entering the Holy Academy, otherwise he would probably be attacked by various geniuses.
Thinking of everything those friends talked about the Holy Academy, Fang Yun smiled slightly, full of curiosity.
Fang Yun entered the Holy Academy mainly for cultivation. Because the Holy Academy is the center of the human race, the power of the Holy Academy is far beyond the reach of the ten national academies combined.
The mysterious holy tower, the legendary holy road, the profound holy steles forest, the Hanlin Hall that Hanlin must break into, and some places that only university scholars, great scholars, and even semi-saints can enter, those many magical places are existences that the Ten Kingdoms can never reach.
The scholars of the human race have always believed that only those who enter the Holy Academy are true scholars.
Being a student of the Holy Academy is the most important identity for the human race.
Scholars have always paid attention to their background.
Some people hold important positions in various countries, and are surrounded by people. When arranging seats at literary gatherings, they are occasionally pushed to the back by one or two unknown scholars of the same literary position, but they don't get angry, because those people are students of the Holy Academy.
"I understand. Thank you, Grand Secretary Fan." Fang Yun said.
Fan Wendong said casually, "The Zong and Lei families have already reported you to the Li Hall. Because you violated the rules of the Xuehai Competition."
"Well, let them make a fuss. The bigger the better. When their fuss becomes known to the whole world, I will pay them 10,000 taels of silver." Fang Yun said casually.
Fan Wendong and the other people from the Criminal Hall were amused and thought that Fang Xusheng was really interesting. Facing the attacks from two major families, he remained calm and composed, which was not like a young man at all.
"You are a virtual saint. When you finish your studies at the Saint Academy, you will have an independent courtyard in the Saint Academy. Of course, it is different from the courtyard in the school dormitory. It is a real courtyard in the Saint Academy."
Fang Yun nodded. He naturally understood that Daofeng Mountain was so small and the space was limited. There were not many buildings actually located on Daofeng Mountain. The residences of the students of the Holy Academy were basically all in the Confucius Literary World.
Soon, everyone came to an archway with the words "Chongwenyuan" written on it.
As Fan Wendong walked, he said, "This is the famous Chongwen Academy. It is also where the students of the Holy Academy study and live."
Behind the archway is a white marble street with mountain and river patterns on it. At the end of the street is a jade platform, on top of which stands an ancient two-story library. The library is a bit shabby, and the green tiles on the roof are even a bit broken.
There is only a very small courtyard inside, and no matter how you look at it, one cannot imagine that it is Chongwen Academy where many students study.
Everyone walked to the archway, and Fan Wendong made a gesture of invitation.
Fang Yun thanked him and stepped forward.
There seemed to be something in the space enclosed by the archway and the ground. Fang Yun felt himself passing through a thin layer of water film, and then found himself in another world. In front of him was a wide square, which covered an area hundreds of times that of the yard behind the archway.
Under the starry sky, in the center of the square, stands a statue of an old man with a high forehead and deep eyes, holding a bamboo slip and gazing into the distance.
It was clearly just a huge statue ten feet high, but Fang Yun felt a spiritual power that went straight into his own literary palace and even developed a feeling of admiration like a disciple meeting his mentor.
Statue of Confucius.
Fang Yun respectfully bowed 90 degrees to the ground, bowed three times and stood up.
Fan Wendong said: "This statue was carved by the second sage Zisi himself, and the stone used is said to have a great relationship with Confucius."
Fang Yun nodded. The demon race only understood pure power. Although it was extreme, it also had flaws. For example, the demon saint couldn't even control the climate. The human race had many means. There had always been rumors that the statue of the Chongwen Academy had great power. Like the statue of Confucius in the Temple of All Saints, it was the great legacy of the Saints.
"This way." Fan Wendong signaled Fang Yun to turn right.
Fang Yun turned right and saw many small wooden boats parked in a row in front of him.
The appearance of these small boats is different from that of ordinary wooden boats. There are some patterns carved on each boat. Those patterns tell the ancient stories of human beings, such as Dayu's flood control, Suiren's fire making, Cangjie's creation of characters, etc.
The smallest of those boats was no more than three feet long, and the largest was more than ten feet long.
Fan Wendong smiled and said, "Chongwenyuan is different from other places. This is the world of Confucius and literature, and it can do many things that are impossible in the outside world, and these boats are one of them."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "I have heard that whether it is the dining hall, the schoolhouse or other places, they are all different from the outside world. These boats are the flying boats of Chongwen Academy, used for transportation."
"Let's go on board first."
Fang Yun and Fan Wendong chose a ten-foot-long black flying boat with a pattern on it that depicted the story of Kuafu chasing the sun. The rest of the people in the Xingdian chose two flying boats to follow behind.
Fan Wendong smiled and said, "Fang Xusheng, you might as well learn how to control the flying boat."
"Oh?" Fang Yun looked down at the boat. It was no different from an ordinary boat.
"The Holy Academy's flying boat is powered by talent, controlled by divine thoughts, and stabilized by literary courage," said Fan Wendong.
"Okay, I'll try."
Fang used his divine sense to sense the flying boat, and immediately formed a strange connection, the flying boat was connected to him like his own hands and feet.
(To be continued…)