The mobile game "The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism" will be tested for the first time at 10 am on September 30th, today. Those who have grabbed an account can try it out. Those who don't have one will have it in a few days, so there is no rush.
Except for Ban Liang, no one else entered. There were only two people left in the huge hall, and there was a pot of boiling tea.
Ban Liang first poured a cup of green radish tea for Fang Yun, then poured another cup for himself and sipped them gently.
"It has a strong aroma and a lingering taste, and is worthy of the reputation of being the best tea in Jingguo." Fang Yun nodded in praise after tasting it.
"Thank you for the praise, Saint Fang Xu."
After the two of them finished their tea, Ban Liang asked directly, "I wonder if Fang Xusheng will be the guest of honor?"
Fang Yun was stunned and looked at Ban Liang in surprise, thinking that it was fortunate that he didn't have tea in his hand at the moment, otherwise it would probably spill out.
The tutor is very famous among the human race.
The so-called tutors are the great scholars invited by the saintly families. The families have to project the holy books of their family's ancestors and send them to the great scholars until they violate the contract or die.
Once a great scholar obtains the projection of the holy book, he will not only be able to comprehend the holy book and its teachings, but his combat strength will also be enhanced. After all, the power of the projection of the holy book far exceeds any cultural treasure of the great scholar.
The great scholar who protected Fang Yun must be a temporary tutor and would have at least a projection of a holy book in his hand.
Even more powerful than the tutor is the Scripture Holder. The so-called Scripture Holder is the person who is in charge of the authentic copy of the holy book. Unless there is an unexpected event, they are all the heads of various aristocratic families.
"So far, no noble family has invited me to be a tutor." Fang Yun said frankly.
Ban Liang's face lit up, and he said, "I wonder if Fang Xusheng is willing to be my guest reader in the Ban family? Ban Sheng is a historian, and he also has famous works on classics, and his poetry is even more unique, which is a perfect match for you."
Fang Yun did not answer immediately.
For ordinary scholars, becoming a tutor of a semi-saint family is something they would love to have, but the price is that they are almost bound to the interests of a family, sharing honor and disgrace, and doing many things for a family. They may even encounter accidents that hinder their path to sainthood.
Fang Yun pondered and said, "Only great scholars can use the holy book projection. Even university scholars cannot use it. I think I should wait until I become a great scholar."
Ban Liang observed Fang Yun carefully, and then said: "Fang Xusheng has a bright future, which is incomparable to ordinary scholars. If the Ban family imposes restrictions on such a great talent, he will become a sinner of the human race. The phantom of the holy book produced by the Ban family is not a timely help, but just icing on the cake, so our Ban family does not ask for much. As long as Fang Xusheng is willing to become our Ban family's tutor, he does not need to bear all the responsibilities of an ordinary tutor. He only needs to give a little help to our Ban family when we are in trouble. If it has a negative impact on you, you can ignore it."
Fang Yun's heart was slightly moved. For anyone, the conditions of the Ban family were extremely generous. It could be said that they could only eat and not work, which was a rare good thing.
Soon, Fang Yun said: "The Ban family and I are in Jingguo together. If the Ban family is in trouble, even if they are not tutors, Fang will do his best to help them."
Ban Liang remained silent. He had understood Fang Yun's words. As long as the Ban family was willing to defend Jingguo with Fang Yun, Fang Yun would be willing to return the favor. If Jingguo was gone, Fang Yun would not be able to do it. As for the projection of the holy book, would it be needed when Fang Yun became a great scholar
The Ban family wants to get closer to Fang Yun, but Fang Yong's intention is obvious. There is no need for an exchange of interests. If the Ban family is willing, then they can fight against the monsters together. Even if they fail, Fang Yun will remember this favor.
Ban Liang nodded and said, "October is here, and the first snow is coming. There will be no war in the ancient land of Huangcheng. The Ban family can transfer 50,000 elite soldiers to the north of Jingguo, and negotiate with the royal family to bear the expenses of 150,000 new soldiers. If the barbarians go south, the Ban family can send one great scholar, three university scholars, ten Hanlin scholars, and twenty Jinshi scholars."
This power is equivalent to the power of a state even in top powers such as Qi, Shu or Wu!
Fang Yun stood up and bowed to Ban Liang, saying, "On behalf of the people of Jing State, I would like to thank Patriarch Ban."
Ban Liang stood up in a hurry and returned the greeting, saying, "Resisting foreign aggression and serving the country and the people is the duty of the noble family. Saint Fang Xu, please do not be too polite."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master Ban. If I can live to become a great scholar, it won't be too late to talk about being a tutor to the guest."
"Fang Xusheng is the one that the people depend on. He will surely rise to prominence and have smooth sailing!" Ban Liang said.
After chatting for a while, Ban Liang sent Fang Yun into Ban Gu's literary world, walked through a strange passage, and arrived at the Holy Courtyard.
When the light faded, Fang Yun looked around and found himself in a small courtyard with a private entrance. To the north was a two-story building with walls on both sides and a gate in the front. It was very simple.
The sky here is as blue as a gem, and the morning breeze is warm, much more pleasant than the north wind in Ning'an City.
Although it was his first time here, Fang Yun already understood that this was the Ban family's residence in Shengyuan.
There were multiple people talking outside the door, and some of the voices sounded familiar.
Fang Yun pushed the door open and saw dozens of students from the Holy Academy standing outside.
"Greetings, Fang Xusheng!" Many Jinshi or Hanlin bowed to greet him.
"Good morning, everyone!" Fang Yun stood on the steps, his figure tall and straight, with a kind yet dignified demeanor.
These people had all been to Ning'an City a few days ago, and some of them had already agreed that once they completed their studies at the Holy Academy, they would stay in Jing Country permanently to resist the monsters and barbarians.
There were two black-robed scholars standing behind the students. Unlike ordinary scholars, they had a layer of armor over their black robes. One of them said seriously without waiting for Fang Yun to come down the stairs, "Please ask Fang Xusheng to go to the battle hall and wait for the gate of the Three Valleys Ancient Land to open."
"Okay." Fang Yun nodded and walked out.
Chen Jing came out and said, "There is no exact time for the opening of the gate of Sangu Ancient Land. It may not be open for two or three days. Let's talk while we walk. There is no rush."
The people around nodded.
"Okay." After Fang Yun said that, he looked at the two candidates from the War Hall.
The two candidates from the War Hall bowed to Fang Yun, made way for him, and walked slowly behind him.
"This time, Sangu will fight with Fang Xusheng, and he will win without a doubt!"
"Of course! Even without the other two Jinshi, Fang Xusheng can kill three demon commanders in a row, and may even kill a demon marquis!"
"The Ancestral God Clan is too powerful. Others may not be able to do it, but Fang Xusheng may be able to do it!"
Everyone was very excited. They were not trying to flatter Fang Yun at all, but rather hoped that Sangu could win this series of battles.
"By the way, San Gu Lian Zhan can choose three treasures. What does Fang Xu Sheng want to choose?"
"Do you even need to ask? Mist Butterfly, Ink Girl and Ink Turtle, standard choices."
"But none of the three have battle poems attached to them, and they cannot instantly form a powerful attack or defense, which is a bit inappropriate. I think the inkstone turtle can be discarded and replaced with a Hanlin Wenbao pen. Anyway, this time the three valleys can choose the best Wenbao from the Holy Academy."
"There are so many good treasures, and the one that suits you is the most important. It's a pity that a holy page is also considered a treasure. If there were no restrictions on the use of holy pages in the three-valley battle, our human race would have a greater chance of winning."
"Let's not worry about it. With the guidance of the great scholar of the War Hall, Fang Xusheng will definitely know how to choose."
"right… "
Fang Yun smiled without saying anything. In fact, he had already consulted the great scholar He Qionghai of the War Hall. The Mist Butterfly must be brought, and the Ink Girl can make him write on a piece of paper, so it is also necessary. The Inkstone Turtle is not as practical as the Wenbao Pen or Wenbao Inkstone, but the war poems sealed by the Wenbao can only be used once in the three valley battles, so the Inkstone Turtle is more practical.
Soon, everyone walked into the courtyard where the battle hall was located. (To be continued...)