In order to achieve supreme literary talent and lofty ambition, Fang Yun used the concept of natural circles from later generations and combined it with the knowledge he knew to achieve supreme literary talent and lofty ambition. His contribution was enough to put hundreds of millions of monsters and barbarians into trouble.
Moreover, being extremely talented is only the initial stage. One needs to improve one's literary status in order to gain more talent.
Now the Heavenly Tree has granted half of the Supreme Literary Heart only on the second level, which can be said to be generous.
With this half mind that can do two things at once, Fang Yun has a great chance of achieving complete two things at once.
So far, among all the saints of human race, except Confucius and Xunzi who have achieved the complete state of multitasking, geniuses like Sima Xiangru have only achieved incomplete state.
Confucius acquired it when he was compiling the Six Classics, while Xunzi made up for his incomplete supreme literary mind after he realized the holy way of "the separation of heaven and man".
If Fang Yun can really achieve the complete dual purpose, when he is canonized as a saint in the future, the impact he will have will be immeasurable.
"It's a pity that distant water cannot quench a nearby fire..."
Fang Yun returned to Wen Palace with his spiritual thoughts and observed carefully, and found that there was a scent of Heavenly Tree sap in the light of Wenqu Star. The light of Wenxin was exceptionally bright, and the seedling of Heavenly Tree had also changed.
The tree of heaven seedlings originally had three leaves, but now they have grown to four.
There was nothing on the fourth leaf, only a drop of crystal clear dew on the seedling of the third leaf, and no one knows what it is.
Fang Yun got up and looked at the official seal. It was four quarters past midnight, around midnight.
Although the sap of the Heavenly Tree made his body better, Fang Yun was still a little tired after fighting for so long.
Fang Yun tidied up his desk and left the study.
The night is dark.
Nunu was sitting in front of the door, seriously pressing the inkstone turtle with his left front paw, looking up at Fang Yun with his head, his eyes firm and persistent, like a loyal little guard.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Nu Nu is awesome!"
The little fox, who had a serious face, immediately grinned and laughed foolishly. Then he scratched his head with his little paw and let go of Yan Gui. Yan Gui took the opportunity to run away, but Nunu's little paw immediately fell back and continued to hold Yan Gui down.
Yan Gui turned his head and glared at Nu Nu, then helplessly retracted his head back into his shell.
In the guest room, Ao Huang was snoring softly. When Fang Yun walked out of the study, the snoring became quieter, but soon resumed.
Fang Yun saw Yang Yuhuan in her own room and returned to the bedroom.
Lying down on the bed, Fang Yun, as he did in the past, recalled what happened today before going to bed. He soon discovered some of his own shortcomings and learned some aspects or details that he had previously neglected.
After an unknown amount of time, Fang Yun fell asleep in a daze, and suddenly heard the door open. Because he did not feel any danger, Fang Yun did not wake up immediately. Then, he heard the footsteps of Yang Yuhuan, and Fang Yun continued to sleep without worry, knowing that she might be taking or putting something.
Fang Yun felt at ease.
As the footsteps got closer, a faint fragrance blew towards me.
Fang Yun still felt at ease.
Then, there was the rustling sound of someone taking off clothes beside the bed.
Fang Yun felt uneasy.
Fang Yun has never been a saint without distractions, and he has had many fantasies. Now that he realizes that something is about to happen, he suddenly feels dry in the mouth. He doesn't know what to do.
The quilt was opened, and a body as smooth as silk entered, the heartbeat of that body was like a drum, and the breathing sounded like a strong wind.
Fang Yun immediately opened his eyes and turned to look at the person beside him.
In the night, Yang Yuhuan's eyes were exceptionally beautiful, as if peach blossoms were blooming in her eyes.
Yang Yuhuan let out a soft cry, pulled the quilt to cover her head, and her breathing became more rapid.
Fang Yun sighed and said, "Sister Yuhuan, if I can come back alive from this disaster, I will marry you immediately. If I never come back, you can still find a good family to marry. But now..."
A hand covered Fang Yun's mouth.
"Stop talking. I am yours in life and your ghost in death."
"Can… "
"Husband, please give me a child..." Yang Yuhuan's firm voice was tinged with shyness.
Fang Yun felt that his literary courage had been completely shattered, and he had lost all his rationality...
The hibiscus tent is so warm that it doesn't matter if the swallows carry wet mud.
Butterflies can be seen flying through the flowers, and dragonflies are flying slowly on the water.
The slender waist of Chu is light in the palm, and the strings of the zither are played with hand language.
The sounds of the strings are like whispers, and new orioles can be heard everywhere in the garden.
The spring eye silently cherishes the trickle, the tree shadow shines on the water and loves the gentle sunshine.
The little lotus has just shown its pointed tip, and a dragonfly has already landed on it.
The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide.
The silver bottle broke and water splashed out, and the iron cavalry rushed out with swords and guns ringing.
Only after all the yellow sand is blown away can gold appear, and it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.
…
The clouds cleared and the rain stopped. The two men were sweating profusely. Fang Yun waved his hand and used the power given to him by the Dragon Ball to clean them up.
Yang Yuhuan rested her head on Fang Yun's arms, falling asleep with an unprecedented sweet smile on her lips.
Fang Yun was about to fall asleep when he vaguely heard Ao Huang talking in his sleep.
"How could the mountains collapse and the earth split, and the sun and moon shake? This dragon is so scared..."
Fang Yun's smile froze on his face. He actually forgot to use his literary power to isolate the inside and outside.
"never mind… "
Fang Yun put all his worries behind him, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
In the early morning, Fang Yun woke up on time. Although the fierce battle last night was unprecedented, it was nothing for him whose body was stronger than that of ordinary demon commanders. Even if he fought for a whole day and night, he could still replenish his strength quickly.
Yang Yuhuan was different. She could not bear Fang Yun's attack and has been in a coma ever since.
Fang Yun stood up gently and found Yang Yuhuan's clothes on the chair with the Yinjiangbei on them. He then took out a protective treasure from the Yinjiangbei, and then injected a large amount of talent into it to continuously stimulate it, protecting Yang Yuhuan and preventing her from hearing any sounds from the outside world.
Then Fang Yun left the bedroom.
Fang Daniu secretly gave a thumbs up, and several maids pursed their lips, blushed, and lowered their heads, walking quickly along the wall, while the older people laughed.
Ao Huang was still snoring.
Nunu is still as lively and active as he is every morning, playing with little meteor.
The inkstone turtle crawled tirelessly towards the gate. When it saw Fang Yun coming out, it spat silently and turned around to crawl back.
Fang Daniu ran over and said, "We have packed up everything in your study last night. We have selected the four treasures of the study bestowed by the emperor. Every place is clean and dust-free. The car was also prepared early and parked outside the door. We have also prepared your favorite breakfast dishes. Everything is arranged properly."
Fang Yun nodded and looked at Fang Daniu.
A few months ago, Fang Daniu was still an ordinary young man who was simple and honest, but today he has the temperament of a butler, especially in front of other servants, he has a more dignity that he never had before.
Fang Yun did not have the slightest smile on his face, and said, "Brother Daniu, let me ask you, if I die, what will you do?"
Fang Daniu hadn't heard this name for several months. He trembled, looked at Fang Yun carefully, and said seriously: "You are gone, but the lady is still here. She is still the master of the Fang family, and I am still the butler of the Fang family!"
"No, Sister Yuhuan is Sister Yuhuan."
"I believe that Madam will still consider herself a member of the Fang family."
Fang Yun was stunned for a moment and sighed. He never thought that Fang Daniu saw more clearly than him in this regard.
"Yes, she is the master of our Fang family. Ao Huang!"
"Ah? Ah! What the hell are you yelling about so early in the morning!" Ao Huang burst out of the door, floating in the air and looking at Fang Yun in a daze.
"Please do me a favor. If anyone tries to steal my wife Yang Yuhuan's position as the head of the Fang family, you will kill them for me until you are tired!"
"Oh? Oh! I understand! I understand! How could I be tired? Hehe!" (To be continued...)