Fang Yun looked at the young man who still had a bit of childishness on his face, and suddenly remembered the time when he first met him many years ago. At that time, Yan Yukong was just a teenager.
"I will return safely." Fang Yun said with a smile.
Yan Yukong nodded slightly, then said: "If you take the position of Han Jun, the Yan family should be grateful, right?"
Everyone in the Yan family showed a helpless smile. Yan Yukong was unwilling to let Fang Yun suffer any loss.
Yan Ningshan smiled and said, "We have already discussed the relevant matters with Fang Xusheng, and we will never treat Fang Xusheng unfairly. It's just that Fang Xusheng is leaving the Ten Frost Ancient Land, so he won't wear the Frost Emperor Crown."
Yan Yukong said: "The significance of the Emperor's Crown is more important to the Ten Cold Ancient Land than a cold city. Fang Yun, you have to think it through."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "I changed it once..." Halfway through his words, Fang Yun switched to secretly transmitting the message.
Yan Yukong thought for a moment, his expression softened, and he said, "I feel relieved now."
Most of the Yan family members looked at Fang Yun and Yan Yukong curiously, and occasionally looked at the head of the family and several powerful university scholars, but those people said nothing and had no expression on their faces. Obviously, what Fang Yun got in return was not ordinary. If the Yan family gained a great benefit and Fang Yun suffered a loss, these people would definitely smile.
Yan Ningshan reached out and touched Yan Yukong's head, and said to Fang Yun helplessly: "My grandson suffered a lot when he was young, and there were many misunderstandings between him and my family. He is arrogant and has few friends. Fang Yun, you must help him more in the future."
Fang Yun looked at Yan Yukong and laughed. Yan Yukong, who was usually calm and easy-going, was just a stubborn child in front of a group of elders.
Yan Yukong coughed lightly, moved half a step to the side to avoid Yan Ningshan, and said: "The Shihan Ancient Land is extremely dangerous, you must be extra careful. By the way, Ji Shouyu had been in seclusion long before you entered the war realm, and has not come out yet. Before the retreat, he talked to me and said that you should condense the Medical Writing Platform first. It would be a pity if the Disease Sutra is not used. As for the Historian Writing Platform, the later the better, it is best to be the last one to condense. I vaguely understand some of it, but not thoroughly enough."
Fang Yun was stunned and lowered his head in thought.
Everyone remained silent and waited quietly. This involved the direction of the future and the holy way, and was a top priority.
Yan Ningshan immediately released his literary power to isolate the inside and outside to prevent others from disturbing Fang Yun.
This place suddenly became extremely quiet and full of literary power, and people from all over the Holy Court Square were seen coming here.
The six sub-sage families were divided into different places. The people of Zisi's family were next to the bronze crane on the east, the Meng family was next to the big incense burner on the west, the Xun family was in the open space, the people of King Wen's family were next to an old tree, the Zeng family was next to the corridor, and only the Yan family surrounded Fang Yun.
Apart from the six sub-saint families, the only semi-saint family that sent people was the Zong family.
The six sub-saint families are all far away from the main family.
All the clan members stared at Fang Yun with unfriendly looks. Some of them had been to the Yueyang Tower Literary Gathering and fell into the predicament of being obscured by the dust. If nothing unexpected happened, they would be able to get rid of the dust in fifty or sixty years, and probably recover their original strength before they died.
Soon, people from the Zisi family began to move towards the star gate, and then the other families left one after another, except for the Yan family, who remained motionless.
After several hundred breaths, Fang Yun nodded gently and said, "Ji Shouyu is indeed a genius from the Wenwang family. After he pointed it out, I finally understood it thoroughly. Then I will condense the Medical Literature Platform first, and then the Historian Literature Platform."
"Are you going to focus on the disease meridians or other medical issues?" Yan Yukong asked.
"I am not majoring in medicine, so it is not convenient for me to condense several mainstream texts of doctors, so I plan to make efforts in other areas. By the way, Master Yan, I want to go to the Medical Hall to borrow some books. It will take about half an hour. I wonder if it will delay my trip?" Fang Yun asked.
"No time to waste. It's early morning now. We just need to enter the Shihan Ancient Land before sunset." Yan Ningshan said.
"Okay, I'll take my leave for a while then."
Fang Yun left the crowd and entered the Medical Hall. He originally wanted to borrow many books to keep in the Shihan Ancient Land, but when he asked the clerk, he learned that the Void Saint could take the books of the Medical Hall away, but he had to return them within a month and could not leave Shengyuan Continent. Because there were medical scholars who borrowed books and left Shengyuan Continent and died, the Medical Hall could no longer recover those books, even including the original works of the Semi-Saint when he was young.
Fang Yun thought about it, then entered the library. His vital energy surged throughout his body and his eyes sparkled with talent.
At the same time, the two medical clerks who followed Fang Yun into the library were surprised to see that all the books in the library moved slightly, as if they had an illusion that all the books were spiritual and alive.
The two looked at each other, secretly shocked, because this was a phenomenon that only great scholars would see when they entered the library. Books recommend themselves, which is the hope of books to be accepted by people who really love reading.
Fang Yun slowly walked to the leftmost side of Jiazi Library. Without making any movement, a breeze blew around him and his long robe fluttered. The books on the bookshelves on both sides flew off the shelves one by one, starting from the top closest to Fang Yun, one book after another. These books seemed to be strung together into a chain and flew towards Fang Yun.
The book chains on both sides crossed and flew past Fang Yun. Every book that flew in front of Fang Yun would open automatically, making a rustling sound and flipping from beginning to end at a very fast speed. After closing, it would bypass Fang Yun and return to its original position.
Fang Yun continued to walk forward, and books on both sides kept flying out and returning. From a distance, it looked like two chains were surrounding Fang Yun and moving continuously.
When Fang Yun reached the end of the first aisle, the books on the bookshelves on both sides had already flown past him. Then, Fang Yun walked towards the second aisle.
The two medical clerks were extremely excited. They did not expect to see such a wonderful sight. It was extremely rare. In the future, when Fang Yun went to the library to look up something, no matter what he needed, as long as he thought about it, the books in the library would automatically fly out.
The two of them didn't say a word, for fear of disturbing Fang Yun's reading. They watched quietly, their hearts full of admiration.
The medical classics are very large, and even if you read them at this speed, it would take more than half an hour to finish. Later, Fang Yun quickened his pace, and the flying speed of all the books also increased.
A faint mist began to emerge from Fang Yun's hair, which was a sign of a massive depletion of his talent.
The two clerks were afraid that something might happen to Fang Yun, so they hurriedly contacted the great scholar on duty at the Medical Hall. Today's great scholar on duty was Hua Chanyi from the Hua family. The old man was dressed in a purple robe, his hair was tied up with a simple rosewood hairpin, his whole body was spotless, and his every move was clean and neat.
The strange thing is that this person looks over 80 years old, but if you look closely, there is not a single wrinkle on his face. He looks like a man in his 50s with gray hair.
Seeing that the legendary figure of the human race actually came in person, the two clerks were extremely nervous. They pointed at Fang Yun and dared not say anything.
Hua Chanyi took a closer look and asked, "How long has the smoke been coming out of his head?"
"At least a quarter of an hour!" said a clerk.
Hua Chanyi nodded slightly, then stood quietly by the library, watching Fang Yun finish reading all the books in Library A and go to Library B. Smoke kept coming out of Fang Yun's head, without stopping.
.(To be continued)