"The Analects" has more than 10,000 words, and it takes an hour for others to read it, but Fang Yun's recitation for an hour and a half is already nearing the end.

Everyone present stood here and listened quietly for more than an hour.

“...... It's not fun, it's from far away. It is not said that it is learned: it is learned. ”

Fang used a slightly hoarse voice to recite the last word, and the audience was silent.

This kind of demonic talent is too amazing, and those prodigy geniuses in Jiangzhou before are so ordinary that they can't be more ordinary than Fang Yun.

The half-saint was silent for a long time, and after a long while, he asked, "Do you have a teacher?"

Hundreds of blazing gazes fell on Fang Yun.

There are three teachers, namely, the preaching teacher, the teacher of teaching, and the teacher of solving doubts.

Among them, the preacher only refers to Confucius, and the teacher who teaches the profession is the teacher who formally accepts disciples, generally there is only one mentor, and there are many teachers who solve doubts, Fang Yun's private school teacher, Cai He Cai County Commander who taught him to make scriptures, and even this unknown half-saint can be regarded as his puzzle teacher.

Fang Yun was stunned, this was a good opportunity, but the problem was that he had already said before that he was suddenly "talented" because he had received the guidance of a mysterious teacher, and he already had a mentor.

If you worship this demi-saint and don't say that it will become a stain on your life, then everything before will be doubted, and someone will inevitably explore what happened that day, in case there is a demi-saint to test, it is likely to be regarded as the reincarnation of a demon saint or an evil demon outside the sky, after all, the demon saint divided the mind to possess the body has happened.

Wei Yuanjun almost fainted, this demi-saint actually wanted to accept Fang Yun as a personal disciple!

Liu Zicheng couldn't wait to slap himself, and even wanted to cry loudly, he used all his strength to let Wei Yuanjun force Fang Yun away, and even hoped that Fang Yun would ask for the Holy Choice, but he didn't expect that he would help Fang Yun a lot, not only would he be famous all over the world, but he would even be valued by the demi-saints.

Liu Zicheng's heart was in a mess, and he couldn't understand that after his famous family, the nephew of Zuo Xiangzhi calculated that this would be the result of a poor family.

Fang Yun arched his hand and said: "Don't dare to hide it from the saint, the student already has a teacher." ”

The sighs of the crowd were one after another, and it was really commendable to maintain such a dignity in front of the demi-saints.

Gao Minghong said envious and helplessly: "If Fang Yun is in the history books, the historian will inevitably record today's events like this: Yun Tong had been selected by the Holy Choice when he was born, and after the matter was completed, the half-saint wanted to accept him as a disciple and refused." The historian who wrote this sentence must have had the urge to strangle Fang Yun. ”

Xiucai on the side said sadly: "I want to strangle him now." ”

"If he refuses, he refuses, but he is so calm, can't he pretend to be honestly afraid? I, the other person, is more excited than him, what is this!"

The people on the side laughed, admiring Fang Yun more and more.

This made many people even more convinced that Fang Yun's mysterious teacher was at least a great Confucian.

The half-saint sighed lightly and said, "It's a pity. Since I have already helped you once, I will help you a second time, and I will send you a copy of "Liren". ”

When Fang Yun heard this, he was puzzled, when did he help himself? Could it be that it had something to do with the reciting or couplets? After hearing this, his eyes lit up, and he was happier than the half-saint who wanted to take him as a disciple.

As soon as the demi-saint spoke, everyone thought of a possibility, took a deep breath, widened their eyes, and held their breath to wait for what would happen next.

The temple suddenly spewed a pillar of golden light into the sky, straight into the sky, and then a thunderous voice began to recite the Analects of Riren.

Zi said: "Liren is beautiful." If you don't choose to be benevolent, you won't know ......"

The sound spread out in all directions like rolling thunder, eventually covering a radius of thousands of miles.

Tens of millions of people looked up at the sky, and many even knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"The saint has appeared. ”

"It's the Thundering Voice!"

"It's just that I don't know which great talent in the Dao has received the Holy Sound empowerment, congratulations!"

"Blessed is the baby that will be born today. ”

"The Holy Sound was born, and in the future, these babies will become the students of that great talent, what a envy. ”

A moment later, the golden pillar of light of the Fuwen Academy was like a fountain, spewing out hundreds of fist-sized golden buds, and then one by one the buds bloomed, spitting out golden light words, which flew in the sky and flew towards Fang Yun in a line.

The first golden word "Zi" disappeared into Fang Yun's head, and then the following words flew in one after another.

The moment the golden words of the holy word entered his body, Fang Yun only felt that his whole body was fluttering, and his eyes were surrounded by endless golden light, which was incomparably bright and incomparably warm, just like in a dream.

Then the golden light disappeared, and Fang Yun found himself in the Wen Palace.

Fang Yunzheng was puzzled, and someone suddenly shouted: "Son!"

Then an invisible force slammed into Wen Gong from the outside, making a boom, Wen Gong shook violently, Fang Yun was unsteady on his feet, dizzy and his head was swollen, and at the same time he felt a slight burning sensation in his body.

When the sound disappeared, the Wen Palace was still shaking, Fang Yun saw that the Wen Palace was full of cracks, but the cracks appeared like molten gold, and the golden liquid quickly repaired the cracks in the Wen Palace.

"Say!"

There was another deafening shout, Fang Yun was dizzy again, and cracks appeared in the Wen Palace again, and it was filled with gold liquid again.

Fang Yun felt that the consciousness just now was sealed by a great force, and now he came to his senses, this is the legendary Holy Sound Empowerment, the half-saint condensed into the Holy Word with supreme talent, tempered the Wen Palace, and the golden liquid was transformed into the Golden Words one by one.

Every time the Holy Word hits the Wen Palace, cracks will appear in the Wen Palace and be repaired, and the talent above the statue of Fang Yun will be more condensed, the stars of the Wen Palace in the sky will be brighter, and the Wen gall vortex will also speed up a little.

Fang Yun calmed down, calmed down, and threw himself into it, experiencing the Holy Sound empowerment.

Fang Yun knew in his heart that this Holy Sound Empowerment was created by a demi-saint after experiencing the Wenqu Star Movement, which could be said to be a miniature Wenqu Star Movement, and only the eldest son of the Demi-Saint family would receive the Holy Sound Empowerment after the formation of the Wen Palace, and the chances for others to get it were extremely small.

The higher the position, the thicker the talent.

The thickness of the talent of the same position is the same, and the stronger the cultivation, the higher the talent, less than one inch, and ten inches high. The stronger the Wen Palace, the more condensed the talent, and the more talent the initiates have and mobilize.

Under the influence of the Holy Sound and Sacred Words, Fang Yun's Wen Palace has been continuously strengthened, and his talent has also been continuously condensed.

After reading a piece of "Liren", Fang Yun had a feeling of fluttering immortals, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had left the Wen Palace and stood in place.

Fang Yun clearly felt that his body was full of strength, which was more comfortable than after drinking the Dragon Palace blood ginseng, and the whole body was hot, and the hidden dangers in his body caused by years of nutrition seemed to have been swept away.

"Jixian Fangyun has great talents, and he can enter the Dayuan Mansion Literary Academy. The voice of the demi-saint spread throughout the entire Dayuan Mansion City.

The golden light over the temple also disappeared.

"Greetings to the saints. "Everyone bent down together.

Suddenly, a great force came, imprisoning the power of the Holy Temple of the Fuwen Academy, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and I saw a white cloud carrying a thin middle-aged man in a green robe falling from the sky.

"I've seen Master Li!"

Everyone has seen Li Wenying.

When the demi-saint came, Wei Yuanjun and Liu Zicheng were just afraid, but as soon as Li Wenying appeared, the backs of the two people were immediately wet with sweat, and their legs trembled.

Li Wenying's face darkened, he glanced at everyone, and finally looked at Fang Yun, and said, "I already know about today's events, what do you think should be done with Wei Yuanjun?"

Wei Yuanjun's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly looked up at Fang Yun, his eyes showing pleading.

Fang Yun survived the crisis, and after Wen Gong was tempered by the holy word, his thinking became more agile and he saw the ins and outs of the whole thing more thoroughly.

Fang Yun said: "Wei Yuanjun, as long as you give up your comrades and make the right choice, I can intercede for you." ”

Liu Zicheng lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and waited for the result with trepidation.

Wei Yuanjun's eyes darkened, he knew that if he betrayed Liu Zicheng, then his entire Wei family would be frantically retaliated against by the Liu family and Zuo Xiang, but if he didn't admit it, at most he would die by himself, even if Fang Yun and Li Wenying hated him, they would not harm his family.

"I did everything, I wanted to hurt you, and it had nothing to do with anyone else. ”

Fang Yun said aloud without hesitation: "This person is in charge of the Mansion and Literature Academy, and he does not know how to select meritocracy, which is dereliction of duty; slandering students for the teacher is to lose morality; forming a party for his courtiers is disloyal; for the sake of the human race, he does demonic and barbaric things, and harms the children before the saints, which is a great rebellion; if it is only like this, he can still save his life, but he will harm me again during the holy election, this person will not die, where is the law of my Jingguo! Where is the justice of my human race!"

Fang Yun looked at Wei Yuanjun indifferently.

"In addition, Jiangzhou has me Li Wenying. After Li Wenying finished speaking, a three-foot sword of white light wrapped in extremely fine blood streaks spat out of his mouth.

Wei Yuanjun was shocked and instinctively mobilized the official seal, but the talent and official seal of the holy temple were suppressed by Li Wenying's official seal, and he couldn't control it at all.

"Lord Li's subordinates have mercy!" Wei Yuanjun said as he spewed out a white light ancient sword to block it, and then urged the private seal of the party he carried with him, which was the Treasure Mountain Seal, and activated the power of the "Mountain Fu" contained on it, and a transparent mountain shadow three feet high enveloped him.

This "Mountain Fu" is a semi-holy poem, and it is an extremely common and effective defensive war poem.

Wei Yuanjun was about to recite the battle poem in Chengzhang, and Li Wenying's blood-draining ancient sword was like a sharp blade cutting tofu, silently cutting through Wei Yuanjun's lips and swords and the phantom of the mountains.

Wei Yuanjun watched in despair as the Blood-Draining Ancient Sword came towards him.

The people present could see it clearly, the blood-draining ancient sword swept through Wei Yuanjun's neck, the head flew up, blood splattered three feet, and the headless corpse slowly fell.

Wei Yuanjun's skull rolled on the ground, his eyes looked at the sky, and he didn't believe that he would be killed in the Fubunyuan for driving out a child.

Liu Zicheng immediately knelt down and cried with remorse: "Fang Yun, I was wrong! I wanted to harm your name, but I didn't expect Wei Yuanjun to have murderous intentions towards you after being reprimanded by Jianmei Gong that day." I am now resigning from my position as a student of the prefectural academy, and I will no longer take the state exam for three years. You are so talented, it is the hope of my human race, if I dare to harm you again, I will be like a pig and a dog like Wei Yuanjun. ”