Yuhai mansion was very quiet in the early morning, but there was another world outside the gate of Nancheng.

Without waiting for the empty building ship to stop, those officials poured in like a tide and couldn't wait to see the heroes returning triumphantly.

Not to mention the people on board, even those escorting the Imperial Academy and university scholars are very envious. For Jingguo, Fang Yun can achieve the best that ordinary literati can do. Now if it is daytime, there will be thousands of people in Yuhai City, and the whole city will greet him.

The empty building ship stopped steadily. Fang Yun went down the stairs. Magistrate Dong, the head of civil servants in Yuhai mansion, went straight to Fang Yun, but when he came to Fang Yun, his eyes were wet and he couldn't say a word.

All the people behind him had red eyes.

Jingguo has been bullied by Qingguo for nearly a hundred years. In recent ten years, Jingguo has been oppressed by literature all over the country. There is no resistance. Even a genius like Li Wenying is difficult to support, and every literary fight is defeated.

"I... Thank you for the people of Jingguo! The stigma on our hundreds of millions of people and the sewage on our hundreds of millions of people will disappear tonight! Please accept me and wait for a worship!"

Governor Dong bowed deeply, and behind him, whether it was the yuan Jun of the government literary academy or the governor of the state, whether it was the staff and clerks in their early twenties or the elderly in their 70s and 80s, bent down and bowed together.

"No." Fang Yun hurried to ask magistrate Dong not to bow down, but he couldn't trust a scholar who had been famous for many years. After all, he couldn't stop him and had to bow back.

The great scholar Kong Shi sighed lightly: "the national scholar is coming, but so it is."

The people were awed. Kongjia University scholar said that even if the best people in a country appeared, they would be treated like this. This can be said to be a higher evaluation than the example of literati.

Fang Yun said, "what I have done is nothing more than what a scholar should do. What supports Jingguo is not one or two geniuses, but every scholar."

"However, you stand at the top! This literary fight will sweep away the century old shame of our country and revitalize the literary name of our country. You have made great contributions to build a country! I will lead the officials of Yuhai city to jointly ask for contributions for you! If you don't give you a Marquis, I will be killed on the Jinluan hall!" magistrate Dong said loudly.

"I'm willing to follow Lord Dong!" many officials echoed.

There are six titles of Prince Hou Bozi, male, which are divided into nine levels, corresponding to nine grades to one grade. The Duke of Zhou is the third grade, ranking the third grade. The highest state shepherd, state court king and state governor of a state are only the third grade.

"Thank you." Fang Yun thanked him. Naturally, he knew that these officials were not just asking for merit. They were already waving swords against Zuo Xiang. If Zuo Xiang blocked them, they would launch an attack at all costs.

An official said, "it's a pity that at night, we can't open the way with gongs and honor guards. The number of rites is not weeks. Please forgive Fang Zhenguo."

Fang Yun said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. It's just a literary fight. If it's too exaggerated, I don't know what others will say about us in Jingguo. In fact, it's rare for you to come."

Li Wenying said, "it's inconvenient to talk in detail late at night. We'll discuss it again at the celebration meeting tomorrow. Fang Yun has just returned from the holy ruins. He should return home to rest. This time, talented people from all countries went straight to the Wudao River after leaving the holy ruins. How are you?"

"Yes!" the officials answered.

"We have prepared a carriage for Yun to take home. Other Caijun can go to the post station with me for a while." magistrate Dong said.

Fang Yun looked at the horizon. It had changed from black to dark blue. At most, the sun would rise in an hour and a half.

Then, Fang Yun was in front and all the officials of Yuhai city were behind. They went to the carriage prepared in the city together. Many people read the letter from the wild geese as they walked.

Zong Wude complained, "Alas, our family didn't sleep. Those uncles and brothers kept sending me letters to ask about what happened. They couldn't receive them outside the city. Once they arrived at the gate of the city, the letters sent by the wild geese were all real wild geese. They had to crush me to death."

"I'm worse than you. My family, Ji's family, old classmates of the Academy of Arts, and literary and wine friends from all over the world are asking."

"I still have foresight and don't accept any letters from geese." Jia Jing'an said with a smile.

"So they all came to ask me." Jia Mingyi University scholar glanced at his nephew.

Everyone laughed.

Li Wenying said, "Fang Yun, someone in Wen Bao is looking for you. Why don't you answer."

"See for yourself." Fang Yun reluctantly lifted the official seal to hide the function of Hongyan's biography. Everyone was silent at a glance.

Thousands of wild geese hovered over Fang Yun, and a large number of wild geese flew over. There were too many. No one could finish reading so many wild geese in a short time unless Cheng Da Ru read a hundred.

The various titles and honors of shengqianju, the suspected king of stars, the great winner of Shengxu and wenyaqing make Fang Yun the focus of Shengyuan continent. Now there are too many people contacting him.

"Forget it, I'll help you push off the appointment of Wen Bao. Wen Bao wanted to do a special topic about you now and publish it in various countries before dawn."

"Is it a supplement?" Fang Yun asked.

"Nature."

The people showed envy. Needless to think, it must be the literary fight in one state that forced the editorial and review court of Wen Bao to issue a supplement. It was completely caused by Fang Yun. One person led the supplement of Wen Bao, which is no worse than the same brilliance of the three poems in Shengdao.

Everyone was talking. The earth suddenly shook slightly. Just when everyone thought it was just an ordinary earthquake, a huge space crack across the north and south appeared in the sky. The space crack was as dark as ink, as if it divided the sky of Shengyuan continent into two, blocking the light of the stars, and was particularly eye-catching in the dark blue night sky.

Some debris fell from the cracks, including trees, gravel, river water, and even hundreds of feet of mountains.

There are also some small space cracks around the space cracks, which are distributed disorderly.

"What's the matter!" the people were shocked and looked at the terrible crack.

Fang Yun and several others were suddenly stunned because a mountain fell out of a huge space crack. It was clearly the mountain of Longya in the holy ruins. Everyone had entered Longya and was very familiar with the shape of the mountain.

However, strange things are still behind. Before those sundries fall to the ground, new space cracks appear in the air, just below those sundries, so that all those sundries fall into the new space cracks and disappear.

Shengyuan seems to be a transit place between two spaces.

Moreover, the new space crack exudes an extremely terrible smell. Everyone is like falling into a deep nightmare and dare not move.

Fang Yun couldn't move either, but he found that the fog butterfly in his arms moved, and then continued to sleep.

Not long after, the space crack gradually became smaller, and everyone's body recovered.

"Isn't that the mountain of Longya?" Li Fanming asked.

Not only these people have been to the holy ruins, but also several scholars such as Li Wenying have gone in, and they all know the mountain.

Fang Yun suddenly remembered what he had seen and heard in the holy ruins and the words of the dragon head spirit bone, and said softly, "the holy ruins are broken?"

Kong Shi sighed softly, "it's still broken."

The people looked at this important figure of the Confucius family. Obviously, the Confucius family knew more than others. This time, the holy courtyard decided to let more people enter the holy ruins. The Confucius family made great efforts and even abandoned some places.

"If it's convenient, brother Kong might as well explain in detail," said the University scholar of the Jia family.

Kong Shi said, "actually, it's no secret. People of many aristocratic families should have inferred that the holy ruins have been changing over the years. Two hundred years ago, a great Confucian of the Confucius family predicted that the holy ruins would not last three hundred years. If there were any changes, the holy ruins would be destroyed. First, the stars of Wenqu moved, and then the stars of Wenqu shone. Such a big change also involved the holy ruins, and it's natural that the holy ruins would collapse."

Fang Yun thought of the loyal xingman Niushan. Niushan and Gouxi had no power to connect with the holy yard. They should still be in the demon ancestral clan, but they grew up in the holy ruins. I don't know whether they will be affected by the upheaval of the holy ruins.

In the far northwest prairie, a hundred feet space crack appeared from the sky, and then a large piece of gravel fell down. Along with the gravel, there was a dog demon and a cow, who were very handsome.

"Help!" a dog demon will shout.

"What's the dog's name! Ah... It's killing me!" Niu manshuai cried in pain.

When the boulder fell, the two demons climbed out of the pile. Niu manshuai was blue and swollen, but there was no bleeding. The dog demon was very miserable. He was wounded and was making up with Qi and blood.

"This... What is this place? Why haven't I seen this starry sky? But this moon is the moon of our holy ruins." Niu Shuai wondered.

"Look at the position of Wenqu star. Only the Wenqu star seen in Shengyuan is eternal and hanging in the middle. This should be Shengyuan."

Niu manshuai sniffed with his nose and said, "it's weak, but it's very comfortable. It's much better than the holy ruins. It's probably the legendary holy yuan continent. Alas, I didn't expect that the holy ruins and half of the demon ancestral clan collapsed and couldn't go back."

Niu manshuai sat on the rock in a daze.

The dog demon came over with his tail wagging, stretched out his front paw and put it on Niu manshuai's leg and said, "what are you afraid of? We know so many Terrans. Just go straight to them. According to my observation, Terrans are much better than blood demons."

"Yes, your majesty is so powerful. We'll find someone to inquire about it."

"But are you sure they won't kill us as blood demons?" the dog demon said.

Niu is handsome and silent.

"I still don't understand his Majesty's name. Let's ask him directly. Others may not know." the dog demon will say.

Niu manshuai nodded and said, "I still don't know what his Majesty's name is. Those people are sometimes called Fang Yun, sometimes called Fang Zhenguo, and there are Fang Shuangjia, Fang Wujia, Fang shengqian and Fang Shi. I don't know what it means to change to demon language." Niu manshuai kept patting his head with his hand, hoping to make himself smarter.

"Let's get into the blood demon man first and find a chance to find the moon emperor. As long as we don't kill ourselves, his majesty won't punish us."

"That's right. Let's go and find a blood demon pretty tribe to settle down first!"

A Tauren and a rhubarb dog left the rubble and walked forward in the dark.

"What's your Majesty's name?" Niu manshuai asked softly, with some sadness in his eyes.

"Don't ask me, I'm a dog brain." the dog demon will wag his tail discontentedly.