Like everyone else, Lei Yuanting looked up at the orange beam of talent light, then looked at Fang Yun on the ground.
"The orange light from the Holy Temple of the Imperial Academy is rising to the sky. This is a sign that someone in the country has passed the Seventh Pavilion for the first time. Except for Fang Yun, all the students have left. Could it be that Fang Yun has passed the Seventh Pavilion?"
“I’ve never heard of anyone falling unconscious after passing the seventh pavilion!”
"Could it be that someone else secretly entered Lingyan Pavilion and first reached the Seventh Pavilion?"
"impossible!"
Lei Yuanting stood in the distance, no longer daring to make a conclusion. He stared at Fang Yun nervously, occasionally glancing at the talent above the holy temple.
"Boom..."
As everyone was discussing, a similar orange light suddenly flew diagonally from the sky with a loud noise, and soon merged into the orange light of the Jingguo Academy.
"This... is not right! There are a total of twelve Lingyan Pavilions in the ten countries plus the Confucius Academy and the Holy Academy. Over the past few hundred years, most of the talents from other countries have gathered in the Holy Academy. When a few people like Kong Jiazhilong, Tao Sheng, Cao Zhi and others first opened the Lingyan Pavilion, talents gathered in the places where they were."
"There is only one orange talent now, which is somewhat different from the legendary gathering of twelve talents. Could there be an accident?"
"hold on."
Although many people did not believe it on the surface, their eyes were full of anticipation. They were just worried about Lei Yuanting and others, and were not as sure as they were at the beginning. After all, Fang Yun was still in a coma.
"Let's go, lift Fang Yun first!" Qiao Juze said as he led his men to jog on the green stone slabs. They ran to Fang Yun and wanted to pick him up, but his hand was blocked by an invisible force just as he stretched out a foot away.
"Boom..."
"Here it comes again, the second orange talent! It's coming from the direction of Wu State!"
Everyone looked up at the sky again and saw a second ray of orange talent coming from the west. The orange talent was a hundred feet thick, but at such a high place in the sky, it did not seem particularly large.
Everyone continued to look at the sky, and from the distant sky, several orange beams of light flew over at a very fast speed.
The orange beam of talent from the Jingguo Academy still shot straight up into the sky.
Soon, eleven orange beams of talent rushed into the beam of light from the Jingguo Academy, creating a spectacular sight.
The talent light column of Jingguo Academy was originally thinner than most, and its thickness originally ranked eleventh, but now it is getting thicker and thicker, finally ranking sixth.
Afterwards, ten half-length paintings of people appeared on the front of the attic of Lingyan Pavilion. These ten paintings were the old ten sons of Lingyan Pavilion, Yan Yukong ranked tenth, Yi Zhishi ranked ninth, Han Xin ranked eighth, Cao Zhi ranked fifth, and the remaining six were all semi-saints canonized in the past few hundred years, including Wang Jinglong and others.
Ten paintings were suspended in the air, and then Yan Yukong and Yi Zhishi exchanged positions, and Yan Yukong successfully entered the ninth place.
Fang Yun's bust appears in the eleventh place.
But in the blink of an eye, Fang Yun's portrait swapped positions with Yi Zhishi, who was ranked tenth.
The portrait of Yi Zhishi disappeared.
Afterwards, Fang Yun's portrait kept exchanging positions with the portrait in front of it, moving forward step by step, and finally came to the first position.
Below Fang Yun's portrait, there are seven lines of words.
Ten chips for hunting.
Ten medals for imperial horses.
Ten tips for etiquette.
Ten chips for the rebound wave.
Ten Steps to Move Mountains.
Ten Mojian chips.
Ten colorful poems.
Everyone's eyes almost popped out and they exclaimed in surprise.
"The seven pavilions are full of chips!"
“The best in a thousand years!”
"Unparalleled in the world!"
"The only one who can dominate the world!"
Before everyone finished exclaiming, the sky suddenly darkened, and day and night changed in an instant. The sun disappeared, and the sky was filled with stars, with the brightest star, Wenquxing, shining brightly.
The twelve beams of talent light emitted a faint glow, which was particularly eye-catching in the night sky.
"It's amazing! Fang Yun's talent actually caused changes in the celestial phenomena! Oh my God!"
Suddenly, the light of Wenqu Star increased greatly, becoming ten times brighter than usual.
Then, the night disappeared. The sun came again, and the twelve pillars of talent light dissipated at the same time. The Lingyan Pavilion slowly merged into the white clouds, and finally disappeared without a trace.
Daofeng Mountain, Holy Courtyard, and All Holy Temples.
"I have never seen the painting techniques, calligraphy techniques, finger techniques, etc. used by Fang Yun, but I am ignorant?"
“I haven’t seen it either.”
The third old man shook his head slightly.
"Perhaps, we need to go to the Wudao River."
The temples were silent.
In Jingguo Academy, the Lingyan Pavilion disappeared, and the square in front of the holy temple returned to its former width, while tens of thousands of students were still immersed in shock or ecstasy.
Lei Yuanting covered his face and walked away quickly, but no one dared to take advantage of his misfortune.
In front of Fang Yun, who had all his chips in the seven pavilions, Lei Yuanting was no different from a bug.
"When talents gather in Jing, the country of Jing will win forever!" an old man suddenly shouted.
"Long live the Jing Kingdom!" Tens of thousands of students roared in unison.
The voices of tens of thousands of people were like a landslide.
Fang Yun moved his fingers slightly and slowly opened his eyes. He could vaguely see the students from Jingguo in front of him falling into frenzy. The situation was almost out of control and he could hear continuous cheers in his ears.
"Long live the Jing Kingdom! Long live the Jing Kingdom!"
Fang Yun was confused. What was going on
Fang Yun narrowed his eyes into slits and looked around secretly.
"What are tens of thousands of people doing around me? Why are they shouting for the victory of the Kingdom of Jing? What big thing happened? I'm lying on the ground, and no one cares! This scene is too weird. Did the Kingdom of Jing win the battle?"
Qiao Juze whispered, "Brother Fang, are you awake?"
Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes like a person who had just woken up.
"What happened?" Fang Yun sat up slowly, and two scholars beside him rushed over and helped Fang Yun up.
Only then did Fang Yun realize that everyone was looking at him with eyes filled with joy, admiration and gratitude.
Qiao Juze bowed and said, "Congratulations to Fang Wenhou for entering the Lingyan Pavilion, passing through seven pavilions in one go, completing ten pieces in one step, and obtaining full chips in one day!"
"It was a fluke." Fang Yun returned the greeting with a smile.
"Come on, come on, let's celebrate your success today!" Qiao Juze said as he walked over and wanted to walk with Fang Yun.
Fang Yun whispered, "Brother Qiao, tell me the truth. What happened during the time I was unconscious?"
Qiao Juze was stunned and said, "After you came out of Lingyan Pavilion, the talent of the human race changed. Part of the talent of the Ten Kingdoms, Kongcheng and the Holy Academy was injected into the Jing Kingdom Holy Temple. This is the first time that Jing Kingdom has received a formal infusion of talent after Chen Sheng was canonized. From now on, students from all over Jing Kingdom will be affected. For example, after the imperial examination, the talent will be injected, and the talent obtained will be slightly more than before. Even if it is not much, it will have a huge impact on hundreds of millions of Jing people."
Fang Yunxi said, "Talent gathers in Jing? I see. No wonder they are so happy. If it were me, I would cheer too. Not only does it increase talent after the imperial examination, it also has a subtle effect on all the scholars in Jing country. What is the current ranking of talent in Jing country?"
"The Holy Academy and Confucius Mansion are still ranked first and second, and my Jing Kingdom is sixth." Qiao Juze said.
"Sixth? This means that if I give Jingguo thirty to fifty years, the talents of the four states will most likely be equivalent to the talents of the five states of other countries!" Fang Yun said.
"Indeed. Your contribution this time is so great that it is hard to describe. I am afraid that the reward this time will have to wait until you become a Jinshi, otherwise... Now I can only make you a king, there are too few kings with different surnames." Qiao Juze said.
The people nearby nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, there is really no more reward this time. If it were during the Spring and Autumn Period or the Warring States Period, he would definitely be suspected by his master because of his great achievements. But now, Fang Yun will be much safer."
Fang Yun understood clearly that from now on, unless he committed a serious crime, no one in Jing State would accuse him in public, not even the left prime minister.
"From now on, all the scholars in Jingguo will stand by Fang Yun, and so will their parents!"
"Although the students from the other nine countries may have complaints, it has nothing to do with us! As long as the people of Jing country support Fang Wenhou, that's enough!"
"Yes!"
As everyone was walking out while chatting, they saw several Jinshi coming hurriedly and blocking Fang Yun.
Fang's luck was calm and composed.
These scholars were all from Kangshe and had close ties with the Kang Palace. Everyone around Fang Yun wanted to stop them, but stopped halfway because the four scholars from Kangshe looked ashamed.
The four of them clasped their fists and bowed to the bottom. Then one of them said with a shy face: "We work for the Kangwang Mansion. Although we can't be said to be upright, we can't say it's wrong. Even if you are the most famous in the state, you can still say it. Today is different. We haven't given you even a grain of rice, but we and our relatives, friends and even our descendants have benefited from your kindness because of this gathering of talents. If we disrespect you again, we will be no different from animals! We voluntarily leave the Kang Society and will never speak ill of you again from now on!"
The four of them bowed and apologized again, not daring to look at Fang Yun, and left in a hurry with their heads down.
The scholar used all his strength to stimulate his tongue to make spring thunder. The sound had already spread beyond the Jingguo Academy and reached the city area outside the academy.
The direct descendants of the Kang Palace were in a panic. Their families had been dependent on the Kang Palace for many years and they shared the same fate. They were simply unable to break away. But if they did not leave the Kang Palace, they would get so many benefits from Fang Yun for nothing, and their literary talents would be tarnished, and their future progress in literary rank would be slow.
While these direct students were thinking about this, the students from Kang Society who did not have a close relationship with the Kang Palace came up to Fang Yun one after another.
"Mizhou student Ji Tingyu has left Kangshe! Fang Yun's virtue and achievements are unrivaled in Jingguo, and he is almost a great scholar. If you stay in Kangshe and become his enemy, you are worse than pigs and dogs!"
"Hong Yuan, a Jinshi from Dongyun Prefecture, has left Kangshe. If he continues to help the tyrant, his literary courage will be in jeopardy. I hope everyone in Kangshe will forgive him!"
"Yanzhou student Pang Shoude has left Kang Society. I hope the Kang Palace will show mercy and keep my family safe."
When they heard the word Yanzhou, everyone in Kangshe's pupils shrank. Even Fang Yun showed curiosity and looked at the man carefully.
King Kang's fiefdom was in Yanzhou, and he was the local emperor of Yanzhou. His influence in many places in Yanzhou even exceeded that of the imperial court.
The people of Yanzhou rebelled against Kangshe and Prince Kang's Palace, which was extremely fatal to the reputation of Prince Kang's Palace.
Many students of Kangshe stared at Pang Shoude blankly. Soon, they walked towards Fang Yun in large numbers, admitted their mistakes to Fang Yun in unison, and withdrew from Kangshe.
A moment later, Kangshe had less than seventy members, and fell directly from a first-rate society to a fourth-rate one.
Fang Yun's expression suddenly changed and he looked in the direction of Zhongshe, where a sound like thunder came from.
"Fang Yun, you will not die well... cough cough..."
This is the voice of the young Duke, the son of King Kang. (To be continued...)