Tong Li looked up at Fang Yun and found that Fang Yun did not look in pain. A hint of horror flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head. Fang Yun could not see his expression.
At this time, a young man with thick eyebrows said loudly: "If my guess is correct, this wind should be similar to the strange wind in the Holy Ruins. It will not hurt people, but only hurt the literary talents. It seems that we only entered here with our minds, not our bodies. The Book Mountain is different from the Holy Ruins and the Sea of Learning. You don't need to fight for it, you just need to do your best! I hope you will be firm in your thoughts of the Holy Way, and don't let fame and fortune ruin your benevolence and righteousness, so as not to be unable to gather literary talents in the future."
"But what about the newcomer of Mohist school, Mo Banzhi?" someone asked.
"That's me."
"I have long heard of your name. My name is Xu Xiaonian."
"It turns out that you are a talented scholar from the Xu family of Nongzu. I have met Brother Xu."
Fang Yun secretly observed these people from semi-saint families and found that they were much calmer than the others. They seemed to be in slight pain but could endure it. A few of them even showed no change in expression, as if they were enjoying the strange breeze.
Suddenly, one of them said, "We are military strategists who win by the right tactics and the unexpected. We never extinguish the courage in our hearts. Everyone, I will step on one of the ten bridges first to show my ugliness."
"Brother Sun is the most courageous person in the world. I admire him!"
Many people praised him without any irony, even the Buzi family, who had an old grudge against the semi-saint Sun family, said nothing. Buzi was Zixia, one of Confucius' most famous disciples, who appeared in the Analects. His status in the Saint Academy was no less than that of the military saint Sun Wu.
Sun Bin was a descendant of the military saint Sun Wu. When he was young, he was not a direct descendant of the Sun family and his family was ordinary. He once studied with Pang Juan of the State of Wei.
Later, because Sun Bin made rapid progress, Pang Juan was jealous of him and sent people to cut off Sun Bin's feet and tattooed Sun Bin's face. Sun Bin endured the humiliation and fled. He changed his name to "Bin" to remember the shame of having his feet cut off. He studied Sun Tzu's Art of War in depth, and after becoming a Hanlin, he entered the Sun Tzu family and used the power of the Sun Tzu family and the State of Qi to attack Wei.
Sun Bin, armed with "The Art of War", invaded the State of Wei and killed Pang Juan in the Battle of Maling, becoming famous throughout the world.
During the Warring States Period, wars were frequent. During his campaign against Wei, Sun Bin killed many members of the Bu Zi family. At that time, Bu Zi had been canonized as a saint and was in seclusion, so he was unable to stop the attack. After he came out of seclusion, he saw his descendants die and was extremely sad.
Although Bu Zi was a student of Confucius, he was brave and radical. Before he was canonized, he was attacked by many of Confucius' disciples for deviating from Confucianism. Bu Zi went to Sun Tzu's family as a semi-saint. He also reprimanded everyone in the Sun family with the words of the saint.
If Sun Bin had admitted defeat, the dispute between the two families might have been settled, but Sun Bin had been humiliated for many years and refused to bow his head. He angrily accused Bu Zi of being unfair and asked Bu Zi why the Half Saint did not come when his feet were cut off.
Bu Zi scolded Sun Bin again, which was considered a disgrace by the Sun family.
Thus began the feud between the two semi-saint families, which has lasted to this day.
The two families were not fighting over the sage doctrine like the one between Mencius and Xunzi. As time went by, the hatred faded. But they still compared each other secretly. With the end of the thousand-year agreement of no war, the Sun Tzu family was once again the leader of the military strategists. Their power was so great that they had already overwhelmed the Buzi family. However, the Buzi family was taught by Confucius himself, so their foundation was still solid.
The man from the Sun family held his head high and chest puffed out, unafraid of the strange wind, with the air of a great general.
One person praised in a low voice: "Sun Jizong is worthy of being a direct disciple of the military strategist. Although he does not have literary courage, he has probably already condensed a vortex of literary courage. Look at him, he is so brave and fearless, and he has already been to the Saint Dao Wen Mansion. Alas, we can't compare with the saintly families."
"I'm afraid we can only see such great figures here. After leaving the Book Mountain, they will almost always study in the Holy Academy or the family. After completing their studies, they will go to kill monsters and barbarians, or go to those legendary places to guard. It is difficult for the world to hear their names. These people have their own holy path direction since childhood, and can comprehend the holy texts of their ancestors since childhood, unlike us who have to constantly accumulate literary reputation and travel around to grow slowly."
"He's on the bridge."
Fang Yun looked up at Sun Jizong and saw him stepping onto the single-plank bridge. There was nothing unusual at first, but after taking a few steps, his clothes were blown even harder by the strange wind and his pace slowed down.
The single-plank bridge is ten feet long and one foot wide.
When Sun Jizong was halfway through his walk, his body swayed slightly, but he still insisted on moving forward, and finally crossed the single-plank bridge safely in the violent wind.
After crossing the single-plank bridge, the strange wind disappeared.
Sun Jizong turned around, bowed to everyone, and walked towards the first pavilion on the first mountain, looking quite cool.
Fang Yun sensed the arrogance in Sun Jizong, but his arrogance was not the overbearing arrogance of a dandy boy, nor was it even the arrogance due to his talent. Instead, it was pure pride in his own ideals and pride in his own sacrifices.
Fang Yun nodded, knowing that after this person left Shushan, he would go to the legendary place to guard it for the human race, and would never come back unless there were special circumstances or he went to the holy land. So no matter how many sinners the Saints Family had produced, as long as there were these true descendants of the Saints, the people of the Ten Kingdoms would never hate the Saints Family.
"If I have the chance, I will definitely go there to train. That is where the best of the human race are. It is said that Lord Li also trained there for three years before becoming a university scholar. Unfortunately, unless the war is intense, they will not allow outsiders to enter to avoid any accidents."
Fang Yun was thinking about this when he found that many people had already begun to walk confidently towards the single-plank bridge.
Most of these people have steady bodies and can keep moving forward even if blown by strong winds. Except for a few people who are more stable than Sun Jizong, the rest are not as good as Sun Jizong.
Soon, the second group of people began to move forward, and Fang Yun also began to take steps, preparing to cross the single-plank bridge.
Suddenly, the person on the sixth bridge screamed. Fang Yun looked up and saw that person falling into the river. Then the river water bubbled like boiling water, swallowing up the person.
One of them sneered, "It is also the principle for scholars of our generation to do what we can. Since we can't get through, we can only accept the cleansing of the strange wind under this mountain of books and gain something naturally. If you insist on forcing your way through, this will be the only outcome. I guessed that this water is the 'weak water' in the Holy Ruins. The weak water here should not be as strong as the real weak water, but once you enter the water, at best your literary palace will be shaken, at worst your talent will be damaged, and it will take years to recover."
At this moment, Tong Li suddenly pointed at Fang Yun and said loudly: "This person is the top scholar in the Ten Countries, the top two students, and the top three students, Fang Yun!"
Fang Yun was stunned, and then saw several people running towards him with hostility in their eyes.
Fang Yun frowned, thinking that these people must have been instructed by someone to use all means to stop him from going to the Book Mountain.
However, a hint of sarcasm appeared on Fang Yun's face.
The water on both sides of the river is different, and people on the other side can't even talk to each other, but people on this side can contact each other.
"Push him into the water!"
Three people stood between Fang Yun and the single-plank bridge and walked over, and another three people rushed over with Tong Li.
"Don't be afraid. This is a mountain of books. Even a saint cannot see through everything! This is not an imperial examination. There are no rules that prohibit hurting people. Don't let him cross the river!"
"I am a Wu countryman, and I will never tolerate Fang Yun!"
"Fang Yun insulted my Qing Nation at the Dragon Boat Festival. How can I just stand by and watch!"
"We won't kill you, we'll just stop you from going up to the Book Mountain. Even a saint can't punish us!"
Everyone had a determined look in their eyes, not caring at all about dying together with Fang Yun.
Fang Yun is now very close to the river. The seven of them have been secretly preparing and will be able to rush over in five or six breaths at most.
"What are you doing? Stop it! I am the descendant of Confucius. How can I watch Fang Yun being destroyed by you? If you don't stop, I will challenge you to a poetry and prose contest after we get down from the Book Mountain, and kill you one by one!" A young man from the Kong family said angrily, although he knew that he would forget everything that happened inside the Book Mountain after leaving it.
"Stop!" Another person came over to stop them.
"You shameless scoundrels, you can't harm Fang Yun! Get lost!"
"You can't hurt my Jingguo Fangyun!"
Dozens of people rushed over without saying a word to intercept those people, and then hundreds of people also rushed over, most of whom were scholars from Jing State.
These people were too far away and had no time to rescue Fang Yun.
One of them cursed in panic, "Beast! Beast! No matter how powerful Fang Yun is, his Wen Palace Divine Sense is no stronger than seven people. It's over! Our Jing country finally produced such a great talent, but it was destroyed by the head of the Jing country. Damn it! How hateful!"
Others also sighed helplessly, especially those upright and righteous scholars, who were so angry that they wished they could take Fang Yun's place.
Just as the seven men were about to capture Fang Yun, Fang Yun suddenly shouted, "Get out!"
Afterwards, a ball of water-white strong wind exploded from Fang Yun's body, and this strong wind blew violently in all directions, not only repelling the strange wind, but also continuing to spread outwards, and finally blowing on the seven people headed by Tong Li.
The seven people were like being hit by an invisible sledgehammer. With a loud bang, each of them flew backwards and landed more than three feet in the air.
Tong Li cried out loudly, "It hurts so much! How could this happen! My body! No, this is not a normal way to leave Shushan, help me!"
Everyone saw that a large number of cracks appeared on Tong Li's body, and it became transparent at the same time. Finally, the whole body fell to the ground like broken ice, and finally slowly dissipated.
"You have literary courage!" A Qing man who was attacking Fang Yun shouted, and his body shattered.
The people who had approached Fang Yun were so scared that they quickly stepped back and looked at him in horror.
At this moment, Fang Yun's body was emitting a hazy water light, and his figure was as majestic as a mountain. The power of his literary talent spread everywhere, suppressing everyone so that they could not raise their heads.
A man with literary talent in a mountain of books full of scholars is like a dragon king among a group of small fish and shrimps.
Wen Dan is not a harmless power like Wen Gong Xingchen, but a real power that can destroy divine thoughts and ideas. Now the bodies of all scholars are composed of divine thoughts.
Fang Yun is now their natural enemy.
The people of the Saint Family were the most surprised. He had already become a scholar and had literary talent. This was unprecedented in the Shengyuan Continent. Even the disciples of Confucius could not do it.
The members of the Confucius family were dumbfounded. Even the Kong family, which controlled the most resources in the Holy Academy, could not cultivate a scholar with literary talent, let alone others. No matter how outstanding the Kong family was, they could only form a literary talent vortex when they just became scholars. (To be continued...)