Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, and then looked up, the canopies of two huge apricot trees were connected, like two giant umbrellas on them, forming a dome of flowers and leaves. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Little Apricot Altar?"

Fang Yun glanced at the people in front of him.

Everyone left their chairs and sat down on the floor.

Hips and back feet, hands on knees, upper body straight, is to sit upright, kneel, not kneel.

Times change, except at special moments, the Shengyuan Continent rarely sits upright, but there are some exceptions, such as worshipping Confucius Sheng, such as half-saint lectures, such as worshipping teachers and listening to teachings.

Fang Yun nodded lightly, and instantly understood that he had told too many ideas that transcended the times before, although he had not formed the Holy Dao, but he had already resonated with the Holy Dao, coupled with the previous accumulation, so he could be promoted to Great Confucian at any time, and at the same time formed the legendary Little Apricot Altar.

Fang Yun was happy in his heart, the significance of the small apricot altar was extraordinary, and many demi-saints had never formed a small apricot altar in their lives, so that some demi-saints were haunted by it.

If you can erect a small apricot altar, it will be of great help to the Holy Way.

Many great Confucians have made an analysis, believing that the apricot altar is essentially the overflow of the manifestation power of the holy way, which happens to be absorbed by the power of the apricot tree, and if the apricot altar exists for a long time, it is equivalent to constantly strengthening the holy way of the lecturer.

Fang Yun glanced at those pairs of sparkling eyes, at this moment, each of them was extremely pure in their hearts, as if they had returned to their childhood, met their favorite teachers, and stimulated the most powerful abilities of the human race, seeking knowledge, learning, changing, and progressing.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, and said: "This king will no longer serve as the governor of Xiangzhou, and he may move to another place in the near future, but if he can leave the small apricot altar, it will not be in vain for me to make me remember that the land of Baling City once carried my sweat." ”

Dong Wencong lowered his head and said: "Teacher, the student has discussed with others, Baling is also known as Yueyang, and "The Story of Yueyang Tower" has been published, and Baling can be renamed Yueyang. ”

"This king has taken care of the affairs of the government, and you have agreed on this matter for yourselves. Fang Yun did not agree or object.

"The student knows. ”

Fang Yun nodded, and suddenly felt someone looking at him, turned his head to look at the side of the Wenyuan Square, his eyes swept over, just an empty land and an ordinary apricot tree, and there was no one.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, as if he understood it in his heart, and said: "Although this king has stepped down as governor, his title is still there, and he is still an official of Jingguo. As for this small apricot altar, I will use my strength to move it to the forest on the side of the square. ”

Dong Wencong said: "Teacher, this square is huge, and the two apricot trees and the surrounding area only account for two or three out of ten, I think it is better to let the apricot trees surround the apricot altar and isolate the inside and outside." This small apricot altar is in the center, showing its majesty, and it is inevitably biased when placed on one side. Later, when the Faculty of Arts began to take the exam, students entered through the main entrance, bypassed the small apricot altar from both sides, and then gathered in front of the temple without any obstacles. ”

Fang Shouye said: "In the opinion of students, the apricot altar and the apricot forest are in the middle, like an ant colony, which can motivate students more. The Academy of Literature and the Holy Temple are the pride of the human race, and this small apricot altar is the pride of our Jingguo and Xiangzhou! This is, after all, the first holy place in Xiangzhou. ”

Many scholars nodded one after another, this is indeed the first holy place in Xiangzhou, and it is a holy place for indoctrination, and from now on, the status of Xiangzhou in the human race will continue to improve.

"That's fine. ”

Fang Yun said, holding the seal of King Ji in his hand, exercising the privilege of the Void Saint, and saw the holy temple move lightly, and the sky was sprinkled with clear light.

All the luxuriant apricot trees within a hundred miles radius of Baling City slowly rose, and the soil near them slowly parted, revealing their roots and roots, each of which was perfect, and not half of it remained in the soil.

A large number of apricot trees flew into the sky above the Bunyuan Square and slowly fell.

The stone slabs on the ground naturally separated, the earth sinking, and the roots of these almond trees fell into the dirt, and the earth slowly closed.

One apricot tree after another fell, and a large number of apricot trees formed a tree wall, separating the inside and outside.

Not long after, there was a square apricot grove on the square of the Academy of Literature, which just surrounded the two holy apricot trees to form a closed space and form a small apricot altar.

Then, a large amount of mist emerged from the ordinary apricot tree, rising one after another, and finally like a huge lid, covering the entire small apricot altar.

From the outside, there is a misty apricot grove in the Bunyuan Square.

In the apricot forest and the mist, there is still a small apricot altar, which can be seen in the sky, and the canopy can be seen, and it is bright.

Fang Yun put down the seal of King Ji and took a deep breath slowly.

A light breeze suddenly blew in the apricot altar, a large number of holy apricot flowers swayed gently, and endless shimmering pollen flew in the air, flying towards Fang Yun.

The pollen did not enter Fang Yun's nose, but into the center of his eyebrows.

Every pollen turns into an apricot blossom in the palace.

Apricot blossoms are full of Wengong.

A large number of apricot blossoms fall everywhere and then slowly melt.

The flames of all the Wenxin lights have become bigger and brighter, the clouds of talent have become more condensed, the walls of the Wengong Palace have become stronger, the Wentai has been full of spirituality, and the biggest change is the Wenguts.

I saw that the surface of the gall was full of apricot blossoms, and at first glance it seemed to be a gallant flower.

Fang Yun's gall looked as crystal clear, but this gall, like everyone's gall, was extremely smooth on the surface, but if it was magnified tens of thousands of times, clear scratches and even cracks would be seen on the gall.

Those scratches either fade or get worse gradually, and when they dissipate, new scratches will appear, and when they become heavier, they will form cracks.

Wen Dan is the most powerful but also the most fragile thing in the Wen Palace, and every time Fang Yun forms a thought, it will be like a thing touching Wen Dan.

If the thoughts are flawless and unblemished, temper the courage.

If the thoughts are chaotic, they will leave a very shallow trace on the gall, and they will soon dissipate.

If the thoughts are mixed with negativity, such as pain, such as hesitation, such as evil, such as doubt, etc., etc., they will leave clear traces, and if similar negative thoughts continue to form, they will eventually tear a very small crack on the courage.

These subtle marks and cracks will not quickly lead to cracking or even fragmentation, but as long as these marks and cracks are there, once a similar and very sudden thought appears, it may cause the cracking.

Every trace, every crack, hides a deadly crisis.

What's more, the courage is closely related to the sword, and these subtle marks and cracks will affect the power of the sword.

Now, those apricot blossoms fall on it, constantly melting.

After each holy apricot flower melts, the power released from the outside will repair some subtle marks and cracks.

Fang Yun's eyes were closed, and the rest of the people looked at Fang Yun enviously, this was the difference between the master of the apricot altar and outsiders, everyone present could only absorb a very small amount of the power of the holy apricot flower, even if they sucked hard, the rest of the holy apricot pollen would not fly into their Wen Palace.

Everyone present knew that the holy apricot pollen they absorbed was equivalent to a cold scorching scrap compared to Fang Yun, however, no one had any complaints, because just sitting here was a great opportunity for everyone, and even if the Great Confucian entered, he would cherish it very much.

After Fang Yun absorbed enough holy apricot pollen, Dong Wencong said: "Teacher, envoys from various countries and families have gathered outside the Academy, obviously to congratulate them, but in fact they are fighting for the right to use this small apricot altar. ”

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