Just when everyone was astonished by this unprecedented march to war poem, an extremely obscure yet powerful force descended from the sky.
Only scholars can feel the fluctuations of the vital energy of heaven and earth. The power is so enormous that one must be very careful, because the entire parade ground could be destroyed if one is not careful.
Many people looked up at the sky and saw a strange wave rippling in the sky, emitting a strange aura that enveloped all the people present who were possessed by "Man Jiang Hong*Angry Hair Standing on End".
There are a few exceptions, such as Liushan.
At this time, even if you are not a scholar, you can feel a strange force surrounding you. That force is so great and supreme that you cannot muster any desire to resist and can only stand there stiffly.
Many people exchanged glances, wondering what kind of holy power had descended upon them.
Only a few people knew that this was not the arrival of a single holy treasure, but rather the simultaneous appearance of many holy treasures or holy books left in various halls of the Holy Academy, second only to the legendary advent of the Hundred Schools.
The strange water light in the sky is the result of the convergence of countless saintly powers. Only a semi-saint can see that it is the interweaving of laws and the cleansing of heavenly principles.
The supreme power was reluctant to leave, and some people were in tears because they felt that they were seen through by this power from top to bottom and inside out, as if they were standing naked in a large parade ground.
Others, however, were smiling, even though they had not yet gotten rid of the anger and heroism in the poem "Man Jiang Hong", they still couldn't help but smile.
Because this is a baptism of all temples that is rarely seen in a century, and the power is far greater than the thunderous holy sound.
Even the disciples of the Saint Families are not entitled to the baptism in the Halls. Only those who are promoted to great scholars can get the unique opportunity.
In the baptism of all the halls, the power directly spreads to every part of the human body, forming a comprehensive cleansing, nourishing and strengthening for the human body. At the same time, the power of many holy objects and holy books are intertwined and stirred, which has great benefits for the Wen Palace and all the power within the Wen Palace.
The baptism in all the halls is like being bathed in the spring breeze of the saints.
This time, the baptism in the halls lasted a very long time. Many people were terrified at first, but after feeling the changes in their bodies, they were all immersed in it and felt like they were floating in the air.
Fang Yun slowly closed his eyes and entered the literary palace.
Then, above the Wen Palace, strange lights appeared like rain.
None of those strange lights were bright; they were all extremely strange. There were clearly some bright colors, such as purple, red, golden yellow, etc., but no matter what the color was, in Fang Yun's perception, those lights were extremely dim and obscure, as if they had changed the nature of the colors between heaven and earth.
That is not a color, but a profound principle and a mysterious holy way.
The Dharma and the Holy Way are like the four seasons. They cannot be touched or seen, but they can be inferred through the changes in all things. Those strange lights are not the Dharma and the Holy Way themselves, but the power they induce.
Not only the Wen Palace, Wen Palace Stars, Wen Dan, Self-Statue, Strange Books World, Wen Xin Denghuo, Wen Tai and so on were absorbing the baptism of all the palaces, even the Wen Palace Panlong was breathing in the strange light in big gulps.
The Wengong Panlong was originally just attached to the Wengong, but now, its body has merged with the Wengong because of the baptism of the strange light.
The Wen Palace Panlong seemed very dissatisfied with this change and struggled hard, causing the Wen Palace to shake violently, causing Fang Yun's mind to be shaken and his face to turn slightly pale. However, the baptism of the various halls released a more powerful force, which completely suppressed the Wen Palace Panlong and made its body completely merged with the wall of the Wen Palace, making it impossible to separate.
Wengong Panlong had to give up struggling and swallowed the strange light as if taking revenge.
Fang Yun's spiritual sense spread throughout the Wen Palace and found that the biggest change was in the Blood-Maned Wentai, which absorbed almost one-tenth of the baptism from all the palaces.
The other text platforms were like being washed by clean water, slowly becoming stronger, while the Blood-Maned Text Platform was like a bucket, directly absorbing those legal principles and holy ways.
The Blood-Red Platform was like the Land of Everything. It was completely unafraid of this vast and powerful force and tried its best to absorb it.
If others saw this scene, they would certainly be horrified. A mere Grand Secretary's Wen Tai could actually directly absorb the power of the saint level. Even great scholars could not do that.
Fang Yun himself did not expect that this Blood Mang Wen Tai would be so domineering. He guessed that the original One World Wen Tai would not be so strong. It just happened that Fu Yue was carrying the Blood Mang World on his back. The Blood Mang World was good at self-growth, while Fu Yue was good at absorbing external forces. The combination of these gave birth to the monster-like Blood Mang Wen Tai.
As it absorbed more and more baptisms from the various halls, the shadow of the Blood Mang Realm on the Blood Mang Writing Platform became more and more solid. The aura it emitted remained unchanged, but the power within it became stronger and stronger.
Fang Yun's mind moved, and he began to build the military writing desk!
At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Fang Yun's mind.
Among the current military writing desks, the strongest ones are those forged with the power of military books or a semi-saint of military strategists. Although this will result in a single nature, it is the most powerful at a specific time. However, generally speaking, most military strategists still forge writing desks with a wider range of applications, which can not only help soldiers on the battlefield, but also enhance their own ability to fight alone.
However, the military strategist has not yet built the kind of literary platform that Fang Yun most wants to build.
The holy temple of military strategists!
So far, Shengyuan Continent only has the Temple of Literature, but no Temple of War.
Now all the halls are being baptized, and the power of the Holy Military Book and the Holy Treasures of the Military Strategists is included in it.
Fang Yun immediately built the military desk!
In a flash, a writing desk appeared out of thin air, and on the base of the writing desk, a temple gradually took shape. On the plaque of the temple, four words were written.
Temple of King Wucheng.
The literary virtues are respected by Confucius, while the military virtues are respected by Jiang Shang and Jiang Ziya.
Jiang Ziya was revered as the ancestor of military affairs, was named King Wucheng, and the founder of the State of Qi. He was the first person to be worshipped by military strategists.
Fang Yun began to build the Wentai of the Wu Temple.
The Martial Temple enshrines all the semi-saints of military strategy and some great military scholars.
Take the best of all military strategists and create the strongest writing platform for military strategists.
The military school is vast, even ahead of most of the hundreds of holy ways. It has always been ranked as one of the strongest holy ways, and is the first backbone of external defense. Together with Confucianism, it constitutes one of the foundations of the human race, one literary and one martial.
Therefore, the difficulty of casting a military platform is much higher than that of an ordinary platform. Once the Wumiao Platform is established, it will definitely be the strongest platform of the military strategist, so the difficulty of casting is greatly increased.
Even with the baptism of all the halls, Fang Yun continued to fail.
Fang Yun was not discouraged. He believed that building the Wentai was more of a process of continuous practice than a series of failures. During this process, Fang Yun had to constantly recall the military books he had read, and his understanding of the military philosophy became increasingly profound.
After a full half a quarter of an hour, the power of the baptism of the halls rose, was absorbed into the water light, and completely disappeared.
Fang Yun opened his eyes with a smile on his lips. Although the Wentai of the Martial Temple had not been successfully built, thanks to the baptism of all the halls, the foundation had been laid. The next step was just a matter of time.
Everyone present looked at their bodies again and exclaimed in amazement.
Fang Yun felt that something was wrong with everyone, so he looked at his own body and was also stunned.
After a long while, Fang Yun blinked his eyes. There are not many things that can surprise him. He didn't expect it to happen today!
Baptism in all halls, war poems forever!
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