Lei Tingyu's actions attracted everyone's attention, and everyone followed Lei Tingyu's gaze to look at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun glanced at all the people in front of him. All of them were wearing purple robes of great scholars. The worst were also newly promoted great scholars. The total number was more than fifty, and there were sixteen Wen Zong alone. It can be seen that after the arrival of the Era of Emperors, the scholars in the ancient land of Haiya gained great benefits.
Fang Yun repeatedly scanned the crowd and did not see the Wen Zong Mi Yuanhuan who had met him once in the Wen Academy and was coming here. It seemed that Mi Yuanhuan went home first and then came here, and it took him longer than him. Moreover, his Pingbu Qingyun and Wuhou Cart were much faster than ordinary scholars, so he arrived here first without encountering any obstacles along the way.
"Fang... Fang Yun?" Lei Tingyu couldn't believe his eyes.
"Mr. Tingyu, we meet again. But why are you so surprised that Mr. Konghe has already entered here?" Fang Yun sat upright in the Wuhou car and continued to move forward.
The others were asking questions at once, but Lei Konghe raised his hand to stop everyone from asking. His expression returned to calm, and he said, "Before my brother went into seclusion, he did tell me a few things about you. He also said that you had gained great benefits in the Burial Sacred Valley and had already been promoted to a fourth-level scholar. But, I didn't expect you to suddenly appear here. That Wenxing Dragon Duke should be you, right? Among the dragon race, there are very few people with the title of 'Wen'."
"That's right. After you entered the Haiya Ancient Land, I obtained the title of Wenxing Longjue through the Xuemang Realm." Fang Yun answered truthfully as if he was chatting with an old friend.
"You can't have come here for no reason. You must have come here because you saw the blood fish asking for help from the mermaids. You want to get to the secret vault of the dragon clan," Lei Tingyu asked.
"No, I did it mainly for Mr. Bi." Fang Yun said.
"I remember now that you did meet an old man named Bi in the Holy Ruins. Well, after my brother dealt with the two emperors of the water tribe, he went into seclusion to recuperate. He only briefly told me about some of your major deeds, such as becoming the Lord of Blood Light, becoming the Lord of the Yangtze River, and entering the Holy Burial Valley. I was full of curiosity about you at the time, and I couldn't imagine that you would grow to such a level in just a few years. We still have time now, so why don't you tell me what has happened in the outside world over the years." Lei Tingyu looked kind, and those who didn't know would think that the two were good friends.
"I have already briefly talked about it at the Academy of Literature in Haijiang City. Let me briefly talk about it again now." Fang Yun took only ten breaths to transmit the message with his divine thoughts, allowing all the great scholars present to have a brief understanding of what has happened in Shengyuan Continent in recent years.
Although the contents were very simple, there was an obvious change in the way all the great scholars looked at Fang Yun.
In particular, there was an old man with a skinny body and a face as bark as tree bark, who was staring at Fang Yun closely.
What Fang Yun said was so shocking that they even suspected that it was all made up by Fang Yun. However, with a great scholar in the fourth realm in his early twenties standing in front of them, they had to believe it.
Especially the identity of the Lord of the Political Path, which made everyone show fear. Although they did not know what the Political Path was, even the smallest holy path, as long as it was formed, could be passed down through the ages, at least with the status of the famous Gongsun Long.
"Why don't you mention the changes in our Lei family?" Lei Tingyu's expression turned gloomy.
"Lei Konghe should not forget to tell you about the changes in the Lei family in recent years, so I won't say much." Fang Yun said.
Lei Tingyu's face was gloomy, and he said slowly: "What a great Fang Xusheng, he actually caused the head of my Lei family to change repeatedly, and even caused the Lei family's disciples to be discredited, and even killed my Lei family's pillars. What do you think should be done about this?"
Only then did the rest of the people in Haiya Ancient Land realize that Fang Yun’s hatred for the Lei family was so deep.
Many great scholars had strange expressions on their faces, because Lei Tingyu had occasionally mentioned Fang Yun before. Although he admitted that Fang Yun was talented, he also insulted him to the utmost, describing Fang Yun as a despicable, shameless, insidious and vicious villain. But now, no matter how they looked at it, the person in front of them did not look like that kind of person. Instead, he was very similar to the method Lei Tingyu used in the Haiya Ancient Land.
"What should you do? I can only say two words: you deserve it." Fang Yun smiled and looked indifferent.
Some of the great scholars in Haiya actually had a faint smile on their faces.
Although Lei Tingyu was able to call the shots in Haiya Ancient Land, he did not convince everyone. Haiya Ancient Land had always had opponents, but they just did not confront him openly.
Lei Tingyu took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and sneered: "You may be talented, or you may be lucky, but you chose the wrong place at the wrong time and met the wrong enemy again. In the ancient land of Haiya, even if you are a virtual saint, you should lower your head and show your humility!"
Fang Yun raised his head, looked down at everyone, and said loudly: "If the Saint of the Well had not spoken from heaven, who could make me bow my head!"
Except for very few people, most of the great scholars of Haiya did not show any obvious emotions. Since Fang Yun was a virtual saint, what he said was correct. Except for the Saint of Well, there was really no one in the entire Haiya Ancient Land who could make Fang Yun lower his head and please his eyes.
"Ridiculous! Xu Sheng is just a title. You don't even respect your seniors, do you? Don't you take us, the masters of literature, seriously? Mr. Tingyu is so talented, can't you be a little humble? The head of the Jing family is here, can't you be respectful?" a master of literature shouted.
Fang Yun glanced at Wen Zong, who had gray hair and cloudy eyes, standing behind Lei Tingyu, and then his face darkened.
"You have no respect for your elders! You have no respect for the Void Saint and the Lord of the Political Dao. You open your mouth and scold him. You violate etiquette in public. You should be slapped thirty times! Go to the Holy Temple to receive your punishment. If you continue to pester me, don't blame me for reporting to the Ritual Hall and bringing down the Holy Punishment to execute your entire clan!"
There was a hint of holy power in Fang Yun's voice. His voice was like the sound of heaven, appearing from all directions at the same time, like all living beings speaking, layer upon layer, constantly echoing in Wen Zong's ears, never stopping.
Wen Zong was furious and was about to curse when someone pulled his clothes. He suddenly realized what was going on and stared at Fang Yun with narrowed eyes, not daring to speak again.
Other great scholars secretly thought that Fang Yun had very powerful means. Ordinary young people, even if they had high status, would not dare to say such things, but Fang Yun not only dared to say it, but also did it with confidence, which made people have no confidence to accuse him of disrespecting the elderly. After all, compared with disrespecting the elderly, insulting Xu Sheng was a bigger fault.
Fang Yun raised his head and said, "Who is the Patriarch of the Jing Family? May I ask whether this ancient sea cliff land is the land of the human race? Do the etiquette and laws of the human race apply here?"
At this time, the skinny old man with a face like dry bark stepped forward, smiled and bowed to Fang Yun, saying: "I am Jing Bushou, the old man who is the head of the Jing family, and I am honored to meet Fang Xusheng. What you are teaching is that our Haiya Ancient Land is still the land of the human race, and we must abide by the etiquette and laws of the human race. Don't worry, after the matter here is over, I will take him to the holy temple to receive punishment, and will never let him go unpunished."