The shadow of Li Daoyuan's thoughts hung high above Dongting Lake, looking a little blurry, without any pressure or aura of a semi-saint. Being next to it made one feel relaxed, like being bathed in the spring breeze.
The Jiao Saint had not even reached Baling, and even just spoke underwater, his fierceness was so fierce that every human shuddered. If it weren't for the protection of the Holy Temple, the human race here would have been hurt by the Jiao Saint's voice.
The Dongting Lake was divided into sunny and cloudy days, and the people in Baling City were in conflict. Some hoped that Li Daoyuan would help Fang Yun, but others hoped that Jiao Sheng would punish Fang Yun and force him to kneel in front of Lei Chongmo's portrait and confess his guilt.
However, the most frightened person was not Ge Yiming who had just been scolded by Wu Jun, nor Fang Yun who was about to be punished by Jiao Sheng, but the Dongting Jiao King.
As the son of the Dragon Saint, with Li Daoyuan right above his head, it was almost on the verge of collapse. It dared not even breathe. It could only close its eyes and pray silently in its heart that the two sides would not fight.
Everyone was either looking at Li Daoyuan or at the mouth of the Yangtze River, waiting for the final decision of the two semi-saints, but then a voice as loud as thunder rang out.
"Ge Yiming, a Jinshi from Xiangzhou, greets Li Sheng. I have something to advise you. The water tribe and our human race are of the same blood and have been allied for many years. However, Fang Yun split the dragon tribe for his own selfishness, causing himself and the East China Sea Dragon Palace to be isolated by the water tribe, and even affecting Qing Kingdom and other countries. His crime is extremely heinous. Today, Jiao Sheng does not want to kill Fang Yun, but just stepped forward on behalf of the descendants of Master Lei to give him a small punishment. If this is not allowed, how can we talk about alliances and cooperation? I believe that Li Sheng has a clear mind and will never tolerate sinners."
The Zong and Lei families and the people of Qing looked at Ge Yiming with joy. Even Ge Baiwan showed a surprised expression. He did not expect that his nephew was much courageous than he had imagined. After all, even a great scholar would need to think for several days before giving advice to a semi-saint because the risks were too great.
Qing Jun nodded repeatedly, his face full of joy, and he almost shouted "good". Now Li Daoyuan was obviously protecting Fang Yun, and people with real status did not dare to step forward. If Li Sheng was dissatisfied, he could strip them of their literary status and seize their national fortune with just one word. In the eyes of a semi-saint, these great Confucian scholars and kings were students who could be taught a lesson at any time.
Now, Ge Yiming suddenly spoke up to advise, but for the sake of face, Li Daoyuan was reluctant to punish him because of his low rank and young age, just like a normal person might teach a teenager a lesson but could not hit a baby.
Lei Tingzhen almost laughed out loud. He was just hesitating whether to risk being scolded by Li Daoyuan. He didn't expect that Ge Yiming would say what he wanted to say first. The cost of being scolded by a semi-saint is very high. It will immediately make you lose your mind and frighten you. If you can't strengthen your mind and clear the haze in a short period of time, the effect of losing your mind and frightening you will become stronger and stronger, and finally it will cause your literary courage to become turbid and lose your literary courage.
Some young scholars in Qing Kingdom lamented in their hearts, thinking that Ge Yiming's ability to curry favor was too strong. If they had such a mind, they would step forward at this time. They would not be punished by Li Daoyuan and would be valued by both Qingjun and Zong Lei. It was really a sure win.
"Your knowledge is not even as good as that of a human child!" The voice of the Dragon Saint instantly spread throughout the sky above Baling City.
Many people watched Li Daoyuan with bated breath, wondering what he would do.
However, Li Daoyuan seemed not to have heard Ge Yiming's words. He just looked at Fang Yun and said, "Friend Fang, I have been traveling around the world and I don't know when I will return. I like the line 'I don't want to be a marquis, but I hope the sea is peaceful' very much. If you have time, please write a complete poem and send it to the Li family. Let the Li family hang it in the 'Si Shui Zhai'. I will be very grateful."
Fang Yunyi cupped his hands and said, "As the elders have entrusted me with this, I, the younger generation, shall do my best."
“As for this "Yueyang Tower Inscription", let it stay in the Yueyang Tower.” Li Daoyuan stretched out his hand and pointed at the "Yueyang Tower Inscription" in front of Fang Yun, and saw golden light rising, and the paper flew into the room inside the Yueyang Tower, suspended in the air, drawing the power of the holy temple, exuding a vast and upright aura, enveloping the entire Baling City.
The entire Yueyang Tower was emitting a faint golden light, and Fang Yun stood alone on it with unparalleled majesty.
The scholars of Jing State were overjoyed. "Yueyang Tower Inscription" was originally an astonishing article, containing the power of human literature and now it was blessed by the semi-saint himself. As long as the holy temple could continue to provide talent, this mere piece of paper would be equivalent to a semi-saint literary treasure, which could condense all the power of the article and was extremely powerful.
The scholars in Xiangzhou were all smiling from ear to ear. Now it could be said clearly that the title of the world's number one building in the next ten years would definitely belong to Yueyang Tower.
Some old scholars in Xiangzhou burst into tears when they saw this scene.
At this time, Jiao Sheng, who was far away at the mouth of the Yangtze River, said impatiently: "Little Li, are you going or not? The Great Xia Nine Cauldrons can only hold out for a hundred breaths at most! If you harbor evil and protect that little beast Fang Yun, I will seal you away as well!"
Fang Yun suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards the direction of the Yangtze River estuary with a cold look.
Li Daoyuan held the original copy of "Shui Jing Zhu" in his hand, gazing at the mouth of the Yangtze River, saying nothing, but ready to take action.
"If that's the case, then it's not my fault! The agreement between the human race and the aquatic race is about to be rewritten!"
boom…
A loud bang spread throughout the world from the mouth of the Yangtze River, and then two huge dragon horns completely emerged from the water. Even the huge green scales on the top of the Dragon Saint's head left the water. In the next breath, the Dragon Saint will officially emerge from the water.
Once the Dragon Saint officially emerges from the water, he will inevitably be accompanied by large clouds.
But at this moment, the Dragon Saint suddenly stopped moving.
At the same time, Li Daoyuan suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Daofeng Mountain.
Seeing Li Daoyuan's actions, many people also hurriedly looked towards the direction of Kongcheng and Daofeng Mountain.
Fang Yun originally thought that nothing serious would happen, maybe just a small accident, but his eyes immediately widened.
I saw layers of thick white clouds appearing in the sky above Kongcheng. The clouds were piled up layer by layer, like thick cotton covering hundreds of miles. Although they were messy, they had a unique beauty.
"There is a holy cloud over Kongcheng!" someone shouted soon.
Hearing the word "Shengyun", even ordinary scholars who could not see the changes in the sky above Kongcheng became extremely excited. Many people blushed and tried their best to look up in the direction of Kongcheng.
The Holy Body is traveling and the Holy Cloud is surging.
However, more people are puzzled. When the Holy Dragon emerges from the water, Holy Clouds will be attracted. But why is there no change at the mouth of the Yangtze River, but Holy Clouds appear in the direction of Kongcheng
In the next moment, all the scholars' minds flashed with thoughts, including many great scholars present, whose faces changed several times.
Yi Zhishi, the greatest Confucian scholar, also looked solemn.
Li Fanming felt flustered and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yan, which half-saint took action?"
Yan Yukong shook his head and said, "Except for knowing that he must be a half-saint of the human race, I know nothing else. I don't even know whether he is here to help Fang Yun or to hinder Li Sheng."
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