The Sacred Courtyard is the center of the Ten Kingdoms and the center of the world's scholars.

Fang Yun originally thought that this matter was only circulating in the Half-Saint Family, but he didn't expect that someone would deliberately spread it, and Qingguo, Wuguo, and the Meng family were all suspicious.

"Not only do they want the Ji family to target me, but they also want others to snatch my blood-dripping hide. As long as I'm in Yuhai City, the blooddrop beast skin is safe, but once I enter the holy ruins, it's hard to say. ”

Subsequently, Li Wenying sent a biography of Hongyan.

"This year's holy ruins have already been decided, because they appeared two years in advance, and the force on the periphery of the holy ruins is extremely large, and only people of the lower rank can be allowed to enter. Today, you go to Feng Yuanjun and get a shellfish with a lake, he will explain to you the matters of this year's holy ruins, and on the tenth day of the eighth month, I will take you to Kong City at the foot of the Holy Courtyard Mountain. ”

Fang Yun returned a letter of Hongyan to thank Li Wenying, and then went to the Academy of Literature and came to the Yuanjun Hall to meet Feng Yuanjun.

After taking his seat, Feng Yuanjun said with a smile: "I heard that your piano path has not only made great progress, but also sparked a discussion among the pianists in the city. In the past, when only discussing poetry, some people talked about Fang Yun, but now some people say 'Qin will meet people and talk about Fang Yun'. Even if you read and play the piano at home, you can be famous, which is really envious. ”

"Lord Feng is polite, that's just a coincidence. ”

"Then now all the people who sing the word "Queqiao Immortal" all over the world only sing your 'If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight', you say this is also a coincidence?

"Look, the above words are a bit exaggerated. Fang Yundao.

"How can it be called an exaggeration, one person retreats from the Jiao King, and the show is able to suppress the poet, and he deserves it. However, the more important thing is still in the holy ruins. Feng Yuanjun said, handing over a white shell the size of an egg on the table.

Fang Yun took it cautiously.

Feng Yuanjun said: "There are only three lake-containing shellfish in the whole Jiangzhou, which are in the state government, the state academy and the state army, as for the other lake-containing shellfish in the state army. Nominally belonging to the Holy Courtyard. Master Li specially lent you the Hanhu shellfish of the Academy of Literature, you can't live up to his hard work. ”

"I understand. Fang Yun looked at the white shell carefully, this thing can be held in one hand, white as jade, it looks very small, it is actually the same species of heaven and earth shellfish, it is something that cannot be bought with any amount of silver.

Feng Yuanjun said: "When the shells are alive, the shells can be opened to contain a radius of 100 miles of seawater. Once the Hanhu shells that have lived for a thousand years die, they can be made into Hanhu shells that can be used by the dragon clan when they are sent to the Dragon Palace, and then sent to the Holy Courtyard. It can be made into a treasure for the human race by the skilled craftsmen of the Mo family. There is a square foot in Hanhu Bei, which can store a lot of things, which is very cherished, and ordinary wealthy families do not have it, at least it can only be had by a semi-holy family. As for the better drinking river shells, not counting the half-saint family, there are only two in Jingguo. ”

Fang Yun nodded, trying to channel the talent in his body into it, and saw a gap open in the white shell. There was a white glimmer in the gap, and then I "saw" the scene inside the lake shell, a square place like a small utility room, in which some clothes, weapons, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc. were placed. There are also two treasures among them.

One is Jingguo's very common Canglang pen, which can be immediately turned into a war poem "Canglang Xing" to attack others, and the other is a rare galloping literary treasure, a galloping horse paperweight. Inject the power of the ancient word Fu "Galloping Horse Fu".

"Thank you for your attention!" Fang Yun was deeply grateful, he didn't expect them to lend him so many things, especially Hanhu Bei. If it is lost, not only will Li Wenying be punished, but Feng Yuanjun will inevitably be dismissed from his post and investigated, and he will no longer be able to hold a key position in the future, unless he can become a university scholar.

Feng Yuanjun smiled and said: "This time the Holy Ruins are unusual, everyone suspects that there is a heavy treasure coming out, those half-saint families have all made a bloody investment, and scholars from big countries such as Qiguo and Wuguo are even more eager to try. Our Jingguo has always been weak, and it is not easy to borrow these from you. It's a pity that you are not lifting people, if you are lifting people, I will help you borrow a few more Jinshi Wenbao if I say anything. ”

Fang Yun said: "Lord Xie Feng." However, since they all suspect that there is a heavy treasure coming out, then there are more places to enter the holy ruins than usual, right?"

"Yes, not only is it many, but it is five times as many as eight years ago! Among them, each of the ten countries has fifty juju people and fifty Xiucai, and each semi-saint family can produce thirty people, the sub-saint family can produce fifty people, and the Confucian saint family has a full hundred places in their hands. According to the rules, only fifty places are left in the Confucian Saint Family, and the rest are for the children of other Half-Saint Families to compete, but now there are only forty-nine left, and one of them is yours. ”

Fang Yun showed a helpless look and said, "I don't lack a place in Jingguo, Lord Dongsheng will really make trouble for me." Then there are thousands of people who entered the holy ruins this time?"

"How could it be. This is only a quota, not a qualification. Of these 4,000 people, only 100 were allowed to enter the holy ruins. Feng Yuanjun said.

"Only a hundred? That's too little. Fang Yundao.

"Eight years ago, you could only get thirty people! Not to mention anything else, there are some books in Hanhuberry, have you seen them?"

"See. ”

"Inside is the travelogue written by my Jingguo people, all about the holy ruins, because some things are too ...... It is special, so it cannot be sold. Feng Yuanjun's expression was a little weird.

Fang Yun glanced at Feng Yuanjun, and as soon as his heart moved, he saw that the shell containing the lake shell opened, spewing out a white light, and the white light flew into Fang Yun's hand and quickly became larger, and the light dissipated, revealing a book.

Fang Yun quickly flipped a few pages, the more he read, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked at it, the more fascinated he became, and after reading the book quickly, he raised his head, took the book and asked, "Are all the records in it true?"

"Of course, otherwise it won't be shown to you. Feng Yuanjun said.

Fang Yun frowned and said, "So, the amount of power in the holy ruins is very peculiar, and even the binding force of the oath does not exist?"

"There is no 'ritual' force constraint in it, which is one of the characteristics of the ancient land, and it is precisely because of this that once the saints get the ancient land, they can transform it. For example, in the Book Mountain, who can go to the Book Mountain to get the strength and the amount of Wenxin? It is because the Book Mountain is changed by the power of Confucius. ”

"The book says that it doesn't matter if the people of the Ten Kingdoms kill each other in the holy ruins, because it is the default rule of all the saints. Once out of the Holy Ruins, nothing that happens inside can be used as an excuse to attack others, and neither the Ten Kingdoms nor the Holy House cares. There's something else going on here, right?"

Feng Yuanjun was silent for a moment, and said: "There are different opinions on this matter, and there is no conclusion so far, and if the saint does not speak, we can't make a conclusion arbitrarily. ”

"Well, it seems that there are many secrets in the holy ruins. Fang Yun asked.

"Every ancient place has a big secret!" Feng Yuanjun said solemnly.

"By the way, how do you choose a hundred people from a few thousand?" Fang Yun asked.

"Raise 80 candidates, choose 20 talents, go to weak water, pass the strange wind, you don't have to think about it so much, you are a talent, as long as you are in the top 20 in the show, you can enter the holy ruins. ”

"That's fine. ”

Feng Yuanjun looked at Fang Yun and said slowly: "There are crises everywhere in the holy ruins, and even geniuses with half-saint qualifications have died in it. But even if it is so dangerous, the disciples of all the Holy Families are vying to enter, and there must be great benefits that we don't know the Dao. Even those hidden and obscure families, every time they arrive at the Holy Ruins, they will come out with elites, even the Kong family is no exception. Therefore, you must go all out to qualify, and then press the ten countries at the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

"Don't worry, Lord Feng, I will definitely do my best. ”

"That's good. Go home and get ready to go. ”

Fang Yun said goodbye to Feng Yuanjun and read Hanhu Beili's book on the way home.

The more Fang Yun read, the more he felt that the holy ruins were difficult.

After reading seven travelogues, Fang Yun suddenly took out all the books, and then flipped through the twenty-four travelogues, only looking at the authors.

Except for four authors who died in obscurity or died young, the twenty authors were all famous figures in Jingguo, and each of them became at least a scholar, and eight of them even became great Confucians. The names of Li Wenying and Wenxiang are among them.

"This holy ruin, I'm afraid it's even more special than I imagined. Fang Yun thought to himself.

When he got home, Fang Yun rested for a while and practiced the piano, and suddenly stopped after practicing, lifted the violator and looked down to see that there were many cracks on the surface of the wooden piano frame.

"After all, it's Wenbaoqin, the strings and the sound of the piano contain a strong force, ordinary piano stands can't withstand it at all, I'm afraid that even the stone one can't last long, what should be done. ”

Fang Yun entered the world of strange books, he had bought hundreds of books related to the piano road, and then put them in one go, except for music scores and teaching books, he hadn't read them yet.

Reading in the world of strange books was very fast, and after only a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun found a way.

"It turns out that this can be avoided by using the bones, horns and fur of various monsters, especially when playing the war song, these things must be padded underneath, otherwise it will shatter the piano stand and cause the piano to fall. I am Jinshi Wenbao, I can use the things of the demon marshals of the same level as the Jinshi, and the things of the demon marquis of the higher level are better. ”

Fang Yun searched for a long time, and found that the only things that could cushion the piano at home were blood droplets, animal skins and Jiaowang dragon horns.

"The hides are too small to be mated. Jiaowang is a demon king, one level higher than the demon marquis, which seems to be a bit wasteful. In that book, it is said that the effect of the dragon horn mat qin is excellent, which can reduce the sound transmitted to the qin, so that the power of the sound of the qin is concentrated in the front, which is equivalent to enhancing the power of the war song in disguise. In the future, if you have a better Wen Baoqin, I am afraid that you really need to use Jiaowang dragon horns, so simply intercept four Jiaowang dragon horns and stick them under the piano, no matter where you play the piano in the future, it will not hurt the piano frame. ”

Fang Yun said that he would do it, and after taking the dragon horn, he found that this thing was too hard, and he had to use a particularly hard saw to slowly cut it off and polish it, so he took a dragon horn to the Dragon Pavilion and asked the craftsmen of the Dragon Pavilion to help intercept the four cylindrical dragon horns.

Some of the powder dropped during the saw dragon horn, which was collected by the craftsmen, and the powder was only as small as the fingernail of the little thumb, but the craftsmen solemnly wrapped it for Fang Yun.

Fang Yun checked it, although there were few things but they were relatively heavy, and asked casually, "How much is these dragon horn powders?"

"If you sell it in a drugstore, it's worth at least a thousand taels of silver. ”

Fang Yun silently looked at the four one-inch-tall dragon horn piano mats, each of which was no less than fifty thousand taels of silver.

Then Fang Yun went to Wen Youxuan again, asked the luthier to help glue the dragon horn piano cushion under the vibrating piano, and then tried it, and the sound was really slightly different from before. (To be continued......)