Fang Yun felt sad when he saw that he couldn't complete a book that could obviously change the Shengyuan Continent himself.
Fang Yun was about to sigh when he saw the holy page of "Emperor's Canon" move slightly. A whirlwind blew up in the room, and a large amount of dust fell on the holy page, making the entire page dirty.
Treasures are hidden by themselves.
Fang Yun nodded gently, feeling extremely happy in his heart, but his eyes could not hide the hint of loneliness.
At the moment when the three words "Emperor's Canon" were formed, Ao Huang and Nu Nu outside the house looked towards the study together.
The dragon and the fox then looked at each other, Nunu giggled and continued to play with Little Meteor.
Ao Huang murmured to himself in a low voice: "How strange. I seem to have felt that aura from Grandpa Long Sheng before. Could it be that Fang Yun has found the holy way?"
Ao Huang then shook his head and said, "Impossible, it should be that Fang Yun realized something. He is just a Jinshi, and the gap between him and the Saint is too big, it shouldn't be the power of the Saint."
Holy House.
The roof beams of the Temple of All Saints are red, the floor is made of white jade, the statues of the saints are shining with golden light, the bookshelves are black, and all kinds of old and yellowed books are placed on the bookshelves.
The most precious books of the human race are all in these temples, either originals or handwritten copies by the original authors.
The three semi-saints sat in front of the statues of the saints, monitoring the world and thinking about the questions for the imperial examination.
In ordinary temples, the semi-saints only have seats but no statues, while the Temple of All Saints is extremely spacious and contains the statues of all saints.
There are exactly ninety-eight statues, no more, no less.
There are thousands of colored glaze ever-burning lamps hanging in the holy temples. The oil in these ever-burning lamps is made from whale oil from whale monsters. The oil is only a bowl, and the flame is only an inch. They can burn for a hundred years without going out.
The three saints sat on the cushions, silent. Sometimes they opened their eyes, sometimes they closed them. They were communicating quickly in a way that was difficult for ordinary people to understand. The time it took for an ordinary person to communicate was equivalent to several hours.
A strange atmosphere was swirling in the holy temples.
Suddenly, thousands of eternal lamps made crackling sounds, flames shot up into the sky, and the lights rose three feet high. The entire hall was illuminated by the eternal lamps as bright as day.
Then, the light of ten thousand eternal lamps broke through the holy temples, forming a flame phantom in the sky above the holy courtyard, the phantom was a million feet high, and it almost broke through the sky and burned the whole world.
All the clouds in the entire Shengyuan Continent were dispersed by the phantom of fire, and the sky became clear for a million miles without a cloud in the whole day.
The three saints suddenly widened their eyes, their gaze not moving, but scanning the hall.
"The bright lights reach the sky!" Mi Fengdian murmured to himself.
Such a vision only occurred when the holy scriptures were taking shape!
The eternal lamp is not just an ordinary lamp, but it represents the direction of human beings and is a guiding light for human beings.
Even when the saints are canonized, there will be no bright lights shining into the sky. Only the holy books have the qualifications to guide the human race and become the bright lights of the human race.
“Huh… I thought it was Yi Zhishi, a genius who established the holy scriptures before canonization, but it wasn’t him!” The semi-saint on the left side of Mi Fengdian.
"The other semi-saints have no new works published."
The flames of the lamps gradually shrank. Finally, the thousands of eternal lamps returned to normal.
Mi Fengdian suddenly sighed and said, "Perhaps God blesses the human race. Fang Yun is about to die. However, a new holy book has appeared. May the human race prosper."
"Pity… "
The three saints only expressed a little regret and then returned to normal, as if even the collapse of the sky could not shake their resolve. As for the matter of finding the holy books, they could let the other people in the Holy Academy do it.
Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.
"Oh?" The Dragon Saint of the East China Sea suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the direction of the Shengyuan Continent.
"This breath... How could it suddenly stop? The bright lights are rising to the sky, what a powerful human race! Humph, idiot, ten bright lights are not as good as one Fang Yun. But Fang Yun is destined to be with my dragon race after all. If I don't save him, Yu Wei will come and pull my dragon whiskers and prevent me from sleeping. If I try my best to rescue him, it will break the rules. Let me think about it..."
Snow Barbarians, Wolf Barbarian Tribe.
The Wolf Tribe's Great Barbarian King looked up at the direction of the Holy Court and sneered, "Stay alive! His Majesty Wolf Dome has been preparing for many days. Once the Moon Tree Divine Punishment is over, he will mobilize the power of Sirius to force Chen Guanhai to fight a final battle and annex Jing Kingdom!"
Wu State, Yi Family.
Yi Zhishi, the greatest Confucian scholar under the Semi-Saint, stared blankly at the bright lamp rising into the sky. He looked away only after the shadow of the flame dissipated.
"In the future, the stars will not shine on me, and now I am no longer a beacon of light! What a pity! What a pity!"
Yi Zhishi recalled that the star of literature did not shine on him that day, and that it was not him who caused the bright lights to shine into the sky today, so he looked gloomy.
In the Fang family study in the capital of Jingguo.
"I'm afraid that we can only complete one volume of the Emperor's Codex. However, this volume is enough to enlighten the human race in many aspects and save hundreds of years!"
Fang Yun made up his mind and began to write the easier "Zeng Guang Xian Wen" and "You Xue Qiong Lin" first.
The Augmented Collection of Wise Sayings is composed of many short and sharp sentences, which collected famous sayings and aphorisms from past dynasties. There are positive ones, such as "Know yourself and know your enemy, and treat others with your heart", and warning ones, such as "A kind man is often bullied, and a kind horse is often ridden". In addition, there are some poems, which Fang Yun also wrote down after considering it.
There are many wise sayings in it, which have never appeared in the Shengyuan Continent, but Fang Yun no longer cares. By the time others discover the book, he will be dead anyway. If those people have any doubts, let them be.
The Zeng Guang Xian Wen had only a few thousand words, but Fang Yunyong finished it quickly by writing at full speed.
"Youxue Qionglin" is different from "Youxue Qionglin". It is an encyclopedia type, telling about many things such as astronomy and geography, the emperor and his ministers in the court, human relations and relatives, food customs, lawsuits, ghosts and gods, etc.
There is a saying: After reading "Zeng Guang" you will be able to speak, and after reading "Youxue" you will be able to travel around the world. This shows how much help "Youxue Qiongli" can provide to children.
The Zeng Guang Xian Wen is filled with various short and eloquent sayings that are applicable everywhere, but much of the encyclopedia knowledge in You Xue Qiong Lin is only applicable to the ancient China, and more than half of the content is not suitable for Sheng Yuan Continent.
"The situation in Shengyuan Continent is even more complicated. The Three Character Classic is limited in form and can only include very little content, but Young Learner Qionglin can record more things! I might as well expand it greatly and include all kinds of basic knowledge in Young Learner Qionglin, so that children can understand the general situation of the universe in a very short time and have a broader vision."
Fang Yun made a decision in his heart. He completely abandoned the original work of "Youxue Qionglin" at the beginning, and used the ancient monster inheritance and the records of Xing Yaoman to write the ancient history of Shengyuan Continent.
Fang started writing in simple and smooth parallel prose, starting with the dragon race dominating the world, the ancient monsters gaining dominance, and the rise of the monster barbarians. Then he began to introduce the human race, followed by important historical figures, the deeds of the saints, the things the Saint Academy should know, and other popular knowledge.
There are countless books about the imperial examinations among human beings, but there are almost no books like this one. Even if there are, they cannot be popularized due to various defects.
This process cannot be completed in one go. One must arrange the length of the article reasonably, consider which content is suitable for selection, and write it in catchy parallel prose. It is a huge project that tests all aspects.
Fang Yun wrote and stopped, stopped and wrote. Fortunately, he was already a Saint-level scholar, and his talent grew because of his war poems. The literary talents in the palace were all first-rate, so he did not have much trouble writing.
"Youxue Qionglin" is not like poetry which tests accidental inspiration and natural talent, but tests basic skills and understanding of Shengyuan Continent. Fang Yun is unrivaled in this regard, both the breadth and depth of his reading far exceed his peers. The ancient demon inheritance and the world of strange books alone are enough for him to acquire a lot of knowledge.
In Shengyuan Continent, knowledge is power!
The sun was setting in the west, and with about a quarter of an hour left before sunset, Fang Yun received a letter from Minister of Culture Jiang Hechuan.
"Take your family to the holy temple to receive the Shizu ceremony. Don't worry."
Fang Yun was puzzled. Jiang Hechuan said "go" instead of "come".
"Lord Wen Xiang, are you not participating in the Shi Zu ceremony?"
"I have other things to do. The great scholars from the major families in the capital cannot all be present. Don't worry. We are working for Jingguo and the human race. Go."
Fang Yun wanted to ask more, but he didn't send the letter.
"What are the Minister of Literature and those great scholars going to do? Is it related to me or the Shizu ritual?" Fang Yun recalled the Minister of Literature's reaction when he saw Ye Hongyu, and shook his head when he couldn't figure it out. He left the study.
The little fox was playing in the yard. Fang Yun waved his hand and Nunu jumped into his arms.
When Fang Yun walked to the main hall, he saw Ao Huang excitedly saying to Yang Yuhuan: "Sister-in-law, don't disbelieve what I say! When Fang Yun's sword-summoning poem came out, the light of the ancestor of poetry rose to the sky, and the gods and ghosts of heaven and earth cried together, frightening me so much that a layer of dragon scales fell off. Look, these are really shiny dragon scales, right? They are all newly grown! Fang Yun is powerful, and the evil king is also extraordinary. It happened in a flash..."
Seeing Yang Yuhuan listening to Ao Huang's storytelling with great interest, Fang Yun smiled and shook his head.
When Yang Yuhuan saw Fang Yun coming, she stood up quickly.
"Little luck."
After many days of rest, Yang Yuhuan became more and more plump and elegant.
Ao Huang turned his head and complained: "I was speaking happily, and after I finish speaking, it will be my turn to be heroic!"
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Yuhuan, the Shizu ceremony is about to begin. You and your family should put down your work and come with me to the holy temple."
"Okay." Yang Yuhuan immediately called people.
Ao Huang flew over happily and said with a grin, "I'm going too. I've grown up but have never seen a Shizu ceremony. Let's go!"
After the Fang family packed up a bit, Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan got on a carriage and headed for the holy temple, while the others followed on foot.
Ao Huang was extremely excited and kept chattering outside the car window, showing his chatterbox nature.
Yang Yuhuan was kindhearted and would respond to Ao Huang from time to time. Fang Yun had long been accustomed to this and listened to Ao Huang's words with one ear and let them out with the other.
Nunu covered his ears with his furry little paws in annoyance.
As Jiang Hechuan's reputation spread throughout the country, most people with literary titles in the capital went to the holy temple in the academy early in the morning. People without literary titles could also enter the open academy, but they could not enter the holy temple area.
As soon as Fang Yun's carriage left Shangshe District, it was stuck in a vast sea of people and could not move forward.
Ao Huang immediately rushed to the front of the car and shouted, "I want to watch the fun, get out of my way!"
Ao Huang's voice carried the might of a dragon. Those people instinctively made way, and then looked at Ao Huang, all of them frightened.
"Huang Long! This is truly a blessing from heaven!"
"Is this the private soldier Huang Long of Fang Wenhou? I never thought it was true!"
"Even Huang Long is so powerful, I wonder how powerful Fang Wenhou is."
Ao Huang's nose was almost crooked with anger, but there were too many people here, and he didn't dare to delay Fang Yun, so he could only snort and clear the way for Fang Yun. (To be continued...)