These scholars all had miserable expressions on their faces. They originally wanted to take advantage of Fang Yun, but ended up shooting themselves in the foot. There was only one mentor in a lifetime, and although they could regret it after leaving the Holy Ruins, a true scholar would never do that.
"Master, to celebrate the fact that you have accepted 19 successful disciples in one go, please treat us to the Dragon Whip after we leave the Holy Ruins?" Li Fanming said.
"Yes, please treat us to the dragon whip!" Everyone wanted to save something.
Fang Yun coughed lightly and said, "We will discuss this matter after we leave the Holy Ruins. All disciples go back to bed first, and we will discuss how to continue the journey to the Holy Ruins tomorrow."
Everyone rolled their eyes, as they gained nothing.
"Hey, do you think Master Fang deliberately plays the piano late at night? Is he setting a trap to trick us into becoming his disciples?" Han Shoulu couldn't help but asked half-jokingly.
"Although Master Fang doesn't usually do this, it's possible that he's too bold today and is bullying us!"
"Master Fang, are you really reluctant to give up the dragon feast?"
Fang Yun thought about it seriously, and said in a very mature manner: "It's not that I am stingy with a dragon banquet, the key is that if I invite you, I have to invite other disciples."
"Did you really deceive so many disciples?" Shi Tang asked.
"Although none of them are my students, there are about fifty or sixty direct disciples who recognize me as their teacher just like you. There are almost a hundred ordinary disciples." Fang Yun was helpless. He had enlightened many soldiers in the army that day and became their teacher. Those people were naturally considered his direct disciples. As for the students in Class A of Dayuan Prefecture, they were considered his ordinary disciples.
Everyone looked at each other in silence. How old is Fang Yun, and he has so many direct disciples even though he is a juren? What will he do when his status gets higher in the future
Fang Yun smiled and said, "It was just a joke. Since there is no order in the Holy Ruins, you don't have to care about this relationship after the Holy Ruins. It won't affect your worship of other mentors."
"That being said, it can be considered a joke before becoming a disciple, but once you become a disciple, it is no longer a joke." said one person.
Everyone nodded.
"Since there is no dragon whip to eat, I'm going to sleep. Goodbye, my dear master." Li Fanming said weakly.
"This teacher is so stingy!" Jia Jingan also left with a smile.
Everyone walked back together, but they were whispering about how to give their new mentor a beating; they absolutely couldn't let it end like this.
Xun Ye looked at Fang Yun with envy, then turned and left. Regardless of whether these scholars really regarded Fang Yun as their mentor, the friendship of Shengxu was established. As long as there were no major conflicts, they would be Fang Yun's helpers in the future, even if most of them could only be regarded as indirect help.
Shi Tang did not leave, and asked in a low voice: "Fang... Ahem, Master Fang, what's the matter with your Great Sage's Blood?"
Fang Yun knew that it was definitely not the blood of a great sage, and it was most likely related to Wenquxing. He was shocked and illuminated by Wenquxing. There were qualitative changes in all parts of his body and Wengong, and it was normal for the blood to cause the thunder stone paint to change.
"There are many strange things in the world. It doesn't necessarily require the blood of a great sage. Maybe there is something special in these materials. It was accidentally stimulated by my blood. By the way, you people passed the imperial examination earlier than me and are older than me, so don't call me Master Fang in the future. It makes me feel uncomfortable." Fang Yun said.
Shi Tang said, "We don't want to call you Master Fang either, but since we have become your disciples, even if it's just a temporary one and not a full worship, we can't call you the wrong name. If you don't like it, just think that we are calling you this because we are learning your war poems."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "That's the only way."
Shi Tang said, "When I heard you play just now, I felt that you had already entered a new realm of the qin. Is the battle music you practiced "High Mountain", "Flowing Water", "Wind and Thunder", or "Guangling San"? "
"This... I'm composing my own battle song." Fang Yun knew that there was no way to hide this kind of thing, and he would have to use it sooner or later. Moreover, the "General's Order" has been basically completed, and what is needed next is to strive for perfection.
Shi Tang stared at Fang Yun blankly. After a long while, he sighed and said, "Why do I feel that we have got a great advantage by becoming his disciple this time? Teacher, if you are successful in playing the zither, you must help me." Shi Tang said with a smile.
Fang Yun said unhappily: "I am now at the first level of the Qin Dao, and you are at the second level. How can I help you?"
"No, playing a war song composed by yourself is different from learning someone else's war song. It won't be long before you surpass me in the art of playing the zither. Alas, I'm sad and I'm going to sleep." Shi Tang glanced at the Zhendanqin and turned to leave.
Fang Yun put away the violin and went into the tent to sleep.
Before sleeping, Fang Yun began to count what he had obtained from Long Ya today and the treasures he had exchanged from Ling Gu. He roughly classified all the things and placed them in different places in Yinjiangbei.
Fang Yun was still accustomed to using the method of his previous life to measure the Yinjiangbei. It was about the size of two basketball courts and could hold a lot of things. He would do a rough count first and then sort them carefully after leaving the Holy Ruins.
The things exchanged for the spirit bones also included nine lake shells containing talent, which were left by a human scholar who died here. Fang Yun opened them one by one.
Two of the lake shells were more than 200 years old, and many of the items inside had decayed, and the cultural treasures were no longer valid. The space containing the lake shells had also shrunk slightly, but they contained the Secret Records of the Sacred Ruins, which were of certain value. The other seven lake shells were not very old, and except for a few cultural treasures that had become invalid and some food that had dried up, everything else was usable.
The most common item in Hanhubei is the cultural treasures of the Juren people! A total of twenty-one items!
Unfortunately, all literary treasures require consumption of talent, and are not as good as those obtained from paper talk, which can enhance various treasure lights and writing brushes, ink, and paper. Except for literary treasures such as chess, music, and chess, other literary treasures can be used in emergencies. Usually, paper talk is the first choice, followed by eloquence, and finally literary treasures.
So Fang Yun picked out two sets of Jinshi Wenbao that were suitable for him, and put the others aside for other uses.
There are a lot of good things, but the most important one is a map of the Holy Ruins.
Many places on this map are the same as the Holy Ruins map that Fang Yun has seen. There are also a few places with different names but the same location and description. However, there is one place that Fang Yun has never seen before and has no description of.
The demon ancestor’s gate.
When he saw these four words, Fang Yun's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
Fang Yun knew about the Demon Saint, but had never heard of the Demon Ancestor. The one who dared to call himself the Demon Ancestor was at least above the Demon Saint. He might very well be a great demon saint who was equivalent to the sub-saint of the human race, or he might even be on par with the sage Confucius.
"Other candidates have never mentioned the Demon Ancestor's Sect. This may be one of the most core secrets of the Holy Ruins, but it may also be nothing. It's just a guess. Let's wait and see it there before making a final conclusion."
Fang Yun remembered these four words and the location, and then completely destroyed the map.
After waking up, Fang Yun continued to pretend that he had not recovered and was still sitting in a wheelchair.
The sun in Shengxu was scorching. It was almost as hot as noon even in the early morning. The ground was hot enough to fry eggs. Although these scholars were strong, they would sweat profusely after standing outside for a minute.
After breakfast, everyone came to a big tent to discuss matters. Xun Ye came in early and stood in the corner, silent and silent. When Fang Yun came in, he nodded slightly as a greeting, no longer hating Fang Yun as before.
When everyone arrived, they all looked at Fang Yun, subconsciously waiting for him to preside over the meeting.
Fang Yun was not afraid of the stage. He smiled and said, "I only give suggestions, not orders. I will just tell you what I think. With more than 20 of us joining forces, we can fight head-on even if we run into the Wolf Barbarian Saint's people again. No one wants to go to those small places to explore like before, right?"
No one objected.
Fang Yun said: "I think we should go to the Holy Ruins Center to investigate. If you disagree, you can express your opinions."
Everyone thought about it and looked at each other. No one objected, and no one noticed that Fang had used a little trick. People always tend not to "stand up directly to express their opinions", so Fang Yun did not say "those who agree should stand up".
Xun Ye seemed to have really changed his attitude towards the other party, and said nothing.
No one objected, and Fang Yun's image in everyone's mind was once again elevated. They all believed that Fang Yun was recognized by everyone, and even if they did not regard him as a leader, they still regarded him as one of the best candidates for the leader.
Fang Yun said: "Since everyone has no objection, then we will decide to go deeper. By the way, what do you think of the Mist Butterfly?"
Everyone's eyes lit up involuntarily. The Mist Butterfly was the most valuable artifact in the Holy Ruins. No matter whether it was the old pen, the inkstone turtle, the strange tree, the strange grass, or the spiritual bone, even if looking at all the ancient places, the Mist Butterfly was the most suitable artifact for the human race. The ability of the Mist Butterfly alone to transform the essence of heaven and earth into weak water and strange wind was a miracle.
"Did you get important information about the Mist Butterfly from the Spirit Bone?"
"Yes." Fang Yun said, and told the information he had obtained about the Mist Butterfly. In fact, many aspects were known to those big families, so it could not be considered a secret. There were some key points that Fang Yun did not reveal, not because he wanted to keep it secret, but because Xun Ye was there.
After everyone listened carefully, the temperature in the tent rose noticeably, and everyone was a little excited. That was the Mist Butterfly. If they could really subdue it, it would be of great help to themselves. Even if they didn't have to leave the Holy Ruins to sell it, even a Half-Saint would pay a high price for it. Its value was far higher than the Thunder Stone.
“If one of us gets the Mist Butterfly, the harvest will not be less than Fang Yun… uh, not less than Master Fang,” Han Shoulu said.
"If it is possible to exchange, I would rather exchange everything I got from Long Ya for the Mist Butterfly." Fang Yun said.
"Of course the Mist Butterfly is more important." One person laughed.
Li Fanming said: "The value of the Mist Butterfly is extraordinary. If it is given to a semi-saint, it will definitely be exchanged for a great scholar! Unfortunately, everyone contributed, but in the end only one person got it. So according to the rules, we made a verbal gentleman's agreement. Whoever gets the Mist Butterfly will give certain compensation to others in the end. Even if you can't give others treasures now, you should help the other person or his family when you become successful in the future. How do you think?"
"Of course. If the person who gets the Mist Butterfly forgets the gentleman's agreement in the end, we won't say anything, but the friendship of Shengxu will be gone." Han Shoulu said.
Seeing that Li Fanming and Han Shoulu were so frank, everyone responded and everyone participated in this gentleman's agreement.
Finally, Fang Yun said, "Since everyone agrees to go to the center of the Holy Ruins to look for the Mist Butterfly, then we will take the Holy Ruins Center as the final goal and search in the places where the Mist Butterfly is most likely to go along the way, killing two birds with one stone."
"Agree!" Everyone nodded.
"Get ready and set off!" (To be continued...)