Li Fanming rolled his eyes immediately. Fang Yun was right. Once the demon barbarians killed Fang Yun, not to mention the bounty of hundreds of drops of blood, the respect and reward from the Demon Saint alone would be enough to make a demon commander easily promoted to the Great Demon King.
"It's good that you know! By the way, have you prepared the things to conceive the sword? If you lack a complete dragon bone, we can help you find a way. At worst, we can lend you one. Don't be embarrassed to ask us. The cultivation of verbal sparring is crucial!" Li Fanming looked at Fang Yun seriously.
"I know that the thing that conceives the sword is very important. I won't ruin my future, so I have prepared it long ago." Fang Yun said.
Li Fanming smiled and said, "Have you prepared it long ago? You must have obtained a complete dragon bone in the Holy Ruins, and have kept it secretly in your Yinjiangbei, right? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this. Besides, you may become a Saintly Scholar. When you refine the dragon bone into a sharp tongue, it doesn't matter if this is told to others."
"Thank you, Fanming." Fang Yun thought to himself that it was not a dragon bone, nor even an ordinary dragon bone, but a real dragon bone.
Only the Dragon Saint and the descendants of the Dragon Saint can be born as true dragons. Otherwise, ordinary dragons can only be considered true dragons after becoming Dragon Saints, or they can become true dragons before being canonized if their ancestral dragon bloodline is stimulated by chance.
Li Fanming said: "In Denglongtai, all treasures are secondary, but there are three most important things. The first is the dragon egg with signs of life. As long as you give it to the dragon clan, the dragon clan will certainly be doubly grateful and give more rewards than selling it to anyone else. The second is the Zulong relics. The importance of Zulong relics is even higher than the dragon eggs. Two hundred years ago, there was a very ordinary scholar who took the imperial examination for twenty consecutive years, but he didn't pass until he was forty years old. Just because he accidentally picked up an Zulong relic in the mountains, the Dragon Saint personally helped him to be reborn. In the same year, he passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi, and became a university scholar before he was sixty years old."
"I've heard about this too. What's the third one?" Fang Yun said.
"The third is the dragon pattern! The dragon bones, dragon blood, dragon tendons, dragon horns, etc. of the dragon race are all divine objects, and they are all very important. However, for the refined tongue-gun and sword, none of them is as important as the dragon energy! The dragon energy is not strong, but the nature of the dragon energy is very special. It is very similar to the nature of the tongue-gun and sword. Both are virtual and real, so it can not only work on the Wen Palace. After the Wen Palace has nine dragon patterns, it can also work on the tongue-gun and sword! Therefore, the dragon energy is the top priority, and the dragon energy eye is also a must-fight place every time you climb the Dragon Platform."
"Dragon Marks... Among the human race, who has the most dragon marks on his tongue? How many dragon marks can he have?"
Li Fanming said: "The one with the most at the moment should be Dongsheng. He had four virtual dragon patterns when he was a great scholar. After he was canonized as a saint, every time he used his tongue and sword, the dragon patterns were bright and the dragon energy was surging. Some people speculate that he has at least seven virtual dragon patterns."
"Virtual dragon pattern?" Fang Yun asked.
"You know a lot about ancient monsters and monster barbarians, but you are not as good as us, the children of aristocratic families. The human race originally thought that there were dragon patterns, but later a dragon son of the dragon race said that the dragon patterns on the lip spear and tongue sword are similar to the dragon patterns on the false dragon's bones. They are translucent, so they can only be called virtual dragon patterns, while the dragon patterns on the real dragon bones are brighter and more solid than gold, and those are the real dragon patterns. That dragon son determined that it is impossible for real dragon patterns to appear on the human race's lip spear and tongue sword. So we humans can only call these dragon patterns virtual dragon patterns."
Fang Yun said, "I see. That dragon son is right. Even virtual dragon patterns are too rare, not to mention real dragon patterns. Currently, we only know that dragon energy can increase the power of dragon patterns. However, the more we use dragon energy, the less it will be. And no living dragon saint can personally give dragon energy to the human race. At least we have to exchange it with dragon eggs or ancestral dragon relics."
Li Fanming said: "The number of dragon energy eyes in the Dragon Dengtai far exceeds the Ancestral Dragon relics or dragon eggs, so don't take the dragon eggs or Ancestral Dragon relics too seriously."
Fang Yun nodded to show that he understood.
They chatted until the evening before Li Fanming left.
After Li Fanming left, Fang Yun walked out the door and found that the missing Yan Zewei had returned and was cursing in his own residence.
When Fang Yun arrived at the door of Yan Zewei's residence, he saw other Jingguo Shangshe Jinshi inside, some of them sympathized with him, some were indifferent.
"I have reported this to the Holy Academy, and requested a thorough investigation of that bastard Ai Jia! I have been friends with him for many years, but he was bribed by the Qing Kingdom and used the wine from the demon world to get me drunk! This matter concerns the fairness of the Ten Nations Competition, and the Holy Academy must punish him severely!"
Cui Wang scratched his ear and said nonchalantly: "We should thank you. If you participated in the third competition, we might not win. Don't be angry, or you will upset Wendan."
"What do you mean!" Yan Zewei glared at Cui Wang.
"Oh? You don't understand? Do you need me to say it again?" Cui Wang asked with a smile.
Yan Zewei glanced at the people present and found that most of the top Jinshi candidates looked unhappy.
"Just because I'm the left prime minister's man, do you think I'm colluding with the Kingdom of Qing? No matter how stupid I am, I would never do such a thing in the Ten Nations Competition!" Yan Zewei said while trying to suppress his anger.
Qiao Juze said, "Before the Ten Nations Competition, Zuo Xiang's favorite student Ji Zhibai refused to compete. At the most critical moment of the competition, you went drinking with another of Zuo Xiang's men, and then you didn't compete. It's too much of a coincidence."
Yan Zewei remained silent.
"Some things don't need to be said too clearly, everyone knows it in their hearts." Qiao Juze said.
"As long as you can withstand the scrutiny of the honest censors in the Supervisory Council, we will assume that you are not wrong!" Cui Wang said.
"If it weren't for Fang Yun, the number of chips in this Ten-Nation Competition would have set a record low in Jingguo's history. We would have been cursed for all eternity. I don't know how many people in the present and future would scold us! As for your story, I will spread it slowly!" Chen Lile's voice was cold.
Fang Yun could see that they all hated Yan Zewei very much.
Yan Zewei lowered his head and remained silent.
After a long while, he raised his head and said, "I am wrong. Starting tomorrow, I will quit the Jingguo Academy and go to serve in the border army. I will never look back at the capital as long as I am alive within ten years! I will not participate in tomorrow's literary gathering. If I go, it will only bring shame to Jingguo. I will reflect on it when I go back."
After saying this, Yan Zewei turned around and went back to the room, hunched over like a man in his seventies or eighties.
"Let's go." Qiao Juze said softly.
Everyone turned around and found Fang Yun was there too, so they went to the cafeteria of the Confucius Academy to eat together, and then returned to their residence to chat.
In the evening, scholars from Jingguo who were studying or making a living in Kongcheng came to congratulate them.
Early the next morning, Qiao Juze invited Fang Yun to go out for fun together and attend the Ten Countries Shangshe Literary Gathering in the evening, but Fang Yun declined and continued to stay in his residence.
Ascending the Dragon Platform was imminent, and Fang Yun was unwilling to waste time.
Fang Yun's three talents had already reached ten inches high, which was at the limit for a juren. After the Jingguo Ten-Nation Competition, his talents became more concentrated, but he was still some distance away from becoming a saintly jinshi.
After reading until the afternoon, Qiao Juze and the others returned from their outing and went with Fang Yun to the Linjiang Pavilion where the Ten Nations Literary Conference was held this year. (To be continued...)