The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

The Holy Court is the center of the Ten Kingdoms and the center of scholars all over the world.

Fang Yun originally thought that this matter was only spread among the Semi-Saint family, but he did not expect that someone deliberately spread it, and Qingguo, Wuguo and Meng family were all suspected.

"Not only do they want the Ji family to target me, but they also want others to rob me of my blood-dropped animal skin. As long as I am in Jade Sea City, the blood-dropped animal skin is safe, but once I enter the Holy Ruins, it is hard to say."

Later, Li Wenying sent another letter from Hongyan.

"This year's Holy Market has been decided. Because it appeared two years in advance, the power outside the Holy Market is so great that it can only allow people with Juren or below to enter. Today you go to Feng Yuanjun and receive a Hanhu shell. He will I will explain to you the affairs of this year’s Holy Market. On the tenth day of August, I will take you to Kongcheng at the foot of Holy Court Mountain.”

Fang Yun returned a letter from Hongyan to thank Li Wenying, and then went to the Wenyuan Academy to see Feng Yuanjun in the Yuanjun Hall.

After sitting down, Feng Yuanjun smiled and said: "I heard that your qin skills have not only made great progress, but also triggered discussions among qin players all over the city. In the past, when discussing poetry, some people only talked about luck, but now some people say, 'The qin player talks about luck when meeting people.' . Even if you study and play the piano at home, your reputation will spread far and wide, which is really enviable."

"Master Feng is too polite, that's just a coincidence."

"Then all the people who sing the lyrics of "Magpie Bridge Immortal" all over the world only sing your line "If love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?" Do you think this is also a coincidence? Look at the "Wen Bao" on the tenth day of the lunar month Already?"

"Look, what I said above is a bit exaggerated." Fang Yun said.

"How can it be called an exaggeration? One person can defeat the Jiao King, and the scholar can surpass the Poet Master. He deserves it. However, the more important thing is still in the Holy Ruins." Feng Yuanjun said, handing over a white shell as big as an egg on the table.

Fang Yun took it carefully.

Feng Yuanjun said: "There are only three Hanhu shells in the whole Jiangzhou, one in the Prefecture Yamen, the Prefecture Wenyuan and the Prefecture Army. As for the other Hanhu shells in the Prefecture Army, they nominally belong to the Holy Court. Mr. Li specially put the Wenyuan I lent you the Hanhu shells, but 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. It is as white as jade and looks small. In fact, it is the same species as the heaven and earth shell. It is something that no amount of money can buy.

Feng Yuanjun said: "When the Hanhu shells are alive, the shells can open and contain seawater within a radius of hundreds of miles. Once the Hanhu shells that have lived for a thousand years die, they can be sent to the Dragon Palace to be made into Hanhu shells that can be used by the Dragon Clan, and then sent to the Holy Court. , which can be made by the skilled craftsmen of the Mohist family for the human race. The treasures used. Hanhu Bei has a square foot, which can store many things. It is very precious. Ordinary wealthy families do not have it, at least only the Semi-Saint Family can have it. As for the better Yinjiang Bei, it does not count as a Semi-Saint Family. There are only two of them in Jingguo."

Fang Yun nodded and tried to channel the talent in his body into it. He saw a gap opened in the white shell, and there was a white glimmer in the gap. Then he "saw" the scene inside the lake shell. The area one foot square was like a There is a small utility room, which contains some clothes, weapons, pens, inks, papers and inkstones, among which there are two cultural treasures.

One is a very common Canglang pen in Jingguo, which can be immediately turned into a war poem "Canglang Xing" to attack others. The other is a rare speeding cultural treasure, a galloping horse paperweight, which is infused with the ancient poem "Gallanting Horse Fu" 》The power of.

"Thank you for your attention!" Fang Yun thanked him deeply. He didn't expect that they lent him so many things, especially the Hanhu shells. If they were lost, not only Li Wenying would be punished, but Feng Yuanjun would definitely be dismissed and investigated, and he would never be able to hold key positions in the future. , unless you can become a bachelor, you can go further.

Feng Yuanjun smiled and said: "This time the Holy Ruins is unusual. Everyone suspects that a great treasure has been discovered. Those semi-saint families have spent a lot of money, and scholars from big countries such as Qiguo and Wuguo are even more eager to try. Our Jingguo has always been weak. It’s not easy to borrow these from you. It’s a pity that you are not a Juren. If you were a Juren, I would do anything to help you borrow a few more Jinshi cultural treasures.”

Fang Yun said: "Master Xie Feng. But since we all suspect that a heavy treasure has been released, then there are more places to enter the Holy Ruins than usual, right?"

"Yes, not only are there more, but they are five times as many as eight years ago! Among them, each of the ten countries can produce fifty candidates and fifty scholars, and each semi-sage family can produce thirty people, and the sub-sage family can produce fifty people. The Kong Sheng family has a hundred places in its hands. According to the rules, the Kong Sheng family only reserves fifty places, and the rest are left to other semi-sage families to compete. However, there are only forty-nine left, and one of them is yours. "

Fang Yun showed a look of helplessness and said: "I have no shortage of places in Jingguo, Lord Dongsheng will really cause trouble for me. So how many thousands of people entered the Holy Market this time?"

"How is it possible? This is just a quota, not a qualification. Of these four thousand people, only one hundred will be able to enter the Holy Ruins in the end." Lord Feng Yuan said.

"Only a hundred people? That's too few." Fang Yun said.

"Eight years ago, only thirty people could enter! Apart from anything else, there are some books in Hanhu Beili. Did you see them?"

"I saw it."

"Inside are the travel notes written by me from Jingguo. They are all about the Holy Ruins. Because some things are too... special, they cannot be sold." Feng Yuanjun looked a little strange.

Fang Yun glanced at Feng Yuanjun, and with a thought in his heart, he saw the shell containing the lake shell open and spit out a white light. The white light flew to Fang Yun's hand and quickly grew in size. The light dissipated, revealing a book.

Fang Yun quickly flipped through a few pages. The more he read, the more frightened and fascinated he became. After reading the book quickly, he raised his head, held the book and asked, "Are all the records in it true?"

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't show it to you." Feng Yuanjun said.

Fang Yun frowned and said: "So, the power in the Holy Ruins is very strange, and it doesn't even have the binding force of the oath?"

"There is no restriction of the power of 'ritual' in it. This is one of the characteristics of the ancient land. It is precisely because of this that once the saints get the ancient land, they can transform it. For example, Shushan, why can people go to Shushan? You can get Wenxin by gaining power? It’s because Shushan was changed by Kong Sheng’s power.”

"The book says that it doesn't matter even if people from the Ten Kingdoms kill each other in the Holy Ruins, because it is the default rule of all the Saints. Once you leave the Holy Ruins, nothing that happens inside can be used as an excuse to attack others. The Ten Kingdoms and the Holy Court Don’t care. There seems to be something 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 yet. If the saint doesn't speak, we can't make random conclusions."

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

"Every ancient place has great secrets!" Feng Yuanjun said solemnly.

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

"The candidates for the election are eighty, and the scholars choose twenty. You don't have to think too much about whether you can go through the weak water or the strange wind. You are a scholar. As long as you are among the top twenty among the scholars, you can enter the Holy Market."

"That's good."

Feng Yuanjun looked at Fang Yun and said slowly: "There are dangers everywhere in the Holy Ruins. Even geniuses with semi-saint qualifications have died there. But even if it is so dangerous, the disciples of all the saint families are vying to get in. There must be some of us who can't It's a great benefit to know. Even those reclusive families will come out with their best every time the Holy Market opens, and even the Kong family is no exception. Therefore, you must go all out to obtain the qualifications, and then attend the Mid-Autumn Festival. The above text overwhelms the ten countries.”

"Don't worry, Mr. Feng, I will do my best."

"That's good. Go home and get ready."

Fang Yun bid farewell to Feng Yuanjun and read Hanhu Beili's books on the way home. After reading one, there was an extra book in the world of strange books.

The more Fang Yun read, the more he realized the difficulty of the Holy Ruins.

After reading seven travel notes, Fang Yun suddenly took out all the books and looked through twenty-four travel notes, looking only at the author.

Except for the four authors who are unknown or died young, the twenty authors are all famous figures in Jingguo. Each of them became at least a bachelor, and eight of them even became great Confucians. The names of Li Wenying and Wen Xiang are among them.

"This holy ruins is probably more special than imagined." Fang Yun thought to himself.

After returning home, Fang Yun took a short break to practice the piano. After practicing for a while, he suddenly stopped. He lifted up the Zhendan Qin and looked down. There were many cracks on the surface of the wooden piano frame.

"After all, it is Wenbao Qin. Both the strings and the sound contain powerful power. An ordinary piano frame cannot bear it at all. I am afraid that even the stone one cannot last long. There should be some way."

Fang Yun entered the world of strange books. He had bought hundreds of books related to Qin Dao, and then collected them all. Except for music scores and teaching books, he had not read any of them.

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

"It turns out that using the bones, horns and furs of various monsters can prevent this from happening. Especially when playing war songs, these things must be placed underneath, otherwise the piano frame will be smashed and the piano will fall. I am For Jinshi Wenbao, it is enough to use something from a demon commander at the same level as a Jinshi, but something from a demon prince at a higher level is better.”

Fang Yun searched for a long time and found that the only things in his house that could play the piano were blood-dropped animal skins and dragon king dragon horns.

"The animal skin is too small and cannot be used as a pad. King Jiao is a demon king, one level higher than the demon lord. It seems a bit wasteful. The book says that the effect of dragon horn padding on the piano is excellent and can reduce the sound of the piano transmitted downwards. , let the power of the piano sound be concentrated in the front, It is like enhancing the power of the war song in disguise. If there is a better Wenbao Qin in the future, I am afraid that I really need to use the Jiaowang Dragon Horn. Then just cut off four sections of the Jiaowang Dragon Horn and stick them under the piano. No matter where you play the piano in the future, the piano frame will not be damaged. ”

Fang Yun did as he was told. After taking the dragon horn, he found that it was too hard and had to be slowly cut off with a particularly hard saw and then polished. So he took a dragon horn to Yinlong Pavilion and asked the craftsmen of Yinlong Pavilion. Help cut off four cylindrical dragon horns.

Some powder fell out while sawing the dragon's horn, which was collected by the craftsman. The powder together was only as small as the fingernail of the little finger, but the craftsman took it seriously and wrapped it up for Fang Yun.

Fang Yun weighed it. Although there were few things, they were relatively heavy. He asked casually, "How much do these dragon horn powders cost?"

"If sold retailly in a drugstore, this would be worth at least a thousand taels of silver."

Fang Yun silently looked at the four one-inch-high dragon horn piano pads, each of which cost no less than 50,000 taels of silver.

Then Fang Yun went to Wenyouxuan again and asked the violin maker to help him stick the dragon horn pad under the Zhendan piano. He then tried it and found that the sound was slightly different from before.