Chapter 2097

Fang Yun was stunned. Then he looked up and saw that the crowns of two huge apricot trees were connected, such as two giant umbrellas on the, forming a dome of flowers and leaves.

"Little apricot altar?"

Fang Yun glanced at the crowd in front of him.

Everyone left the chair and sat on the ground.

Hips and hind feet, hands on knees, upper body straight, for sitting and kneeling, not kneeling.

With the changes of the times, except at special times, Shengyuan rarely sits upright, but there are some exceptions, such as worshipping Kong Sheng, giving semi holy lectures, and listening to teachings.

Fang Yun nodded gently and realized in an instant that he had told too many ideas beyond the times. Although he had not formed the holy Tao, he had resonated with the holy Tao. Coupled with his previous accumulation, he could be promoted to a great Confucian at any time, and formed the legendary small apricot altar at the same time.

Fang Yun was so happy that the significance of the small apricot altar was extraordinary. Many semi saints had never formed a small apricot altar in their life, so that some semi saints resented it.

If you can set up a small apricot altar, it will be of great help to the holy way.

Many great scholars have analyzed that the apricot altar is essentially an overflow of the manifesting power of the holy Tao, which is just absorbed by the power of the apricot tree. If the apricot altar exists for a long time, it is equivalent to constantly strengthening the preaching of scholars' holy Tao.

Fang Yun glanced at the twinkling eyes. At this moment, their hearts are very pure. It seems that they have returned to their childhood, met their favorite teachers, and stimulated the most powerful ability of the human race to seek knowledge, learn, change and progress.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "I will no longer be the governor of Xiangzhou. Maybe I will move elsewhere soon, but if I can leave a small apricot altar, it will not waste my efforts. Let me remember that the land of Baling city once carried my sweat."

Dong Wencong bowed his head and said, "my teacher, the students have discussed with others. Baling is also called Yueyang. There is a record of Yueyang Tower. Baling can be renamed Yueyang."

"The king has ignored the political affairs, and you can agree on it yourself." Fang Yun did not agree or object.

"Students know."

Fang Yun nodded and suddenly felt that someone was looking at himself. He turned his head and looked at one side of the Wenyuan square. His eyes swept over. It was just an empty land and an ordinary apricot tree.

Fang Yun smiled as if he knew it clearly in his heart and said, "although the king has stepped down as governor, his title is still there and he is still an official of the kingdom of Jing. If you have something important, you can naturally send a letter for discussion. As for this small apricot altar, I will use my strength to move to the Jianwei forest on the side of the square."

Unexpectedly, Dong Wencong said, "teacher, the square is huge. Two apricot trees and the surrounding area only account for two or three tenths. I think it's better to let the apricot trees surround the apricot altar and isolate the inside and outside. The small apricot altar is in the middle, and Fang xianweiyi is placed on one side. When the Academy of Arts opens its examination later, the students enter from the main gate, bypass the small apricot altar from both sides, and then gather in front of the holy temple without any obstruction."

Fang Shouye said, "in the view of students, the apricot altar and apricot forest are in the middle, like an elephant setting up an ant colony, which can inspire students. The literary academy and the holy temple are the pride of the human race, and this small apricot altar is the pride of our Jingguo and Xiangzhou! After all, it is the first holy land of Xiangzhou."

Many scholars nodded. This is indeed the first holy land in Xiangzhou, and it is also a holy land for education. From then on, the status of Xiangzhou in the human race will continue to improve.

"Whatever."

Fang Yun said, holding the king's seal and exercising the virtual Saint privilege, he saw the holy temple moving gently and the clear light scattered on the sky.

Within a hundred miles of Baling City, all the flourishing apricot trees slowly rise, and the nearby soil slowly separates, revealing the roots and whiskers. Every tiny whisker is perfect, and no half of it remains in the soil.

A large number of apricot trees flew over the Wenyuan square and fell slowly.

The stone slabs on the ground naturally separate, and the soil sinks. The roots of these apricot trees fall into the soil, and the soil closes slowly.

Apricot trees fall one after another, and a large number of apricot trees form a tree wall to isolate the inside and outside.

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

Then, a lot of fog came out from the ordinary apricot trees, rose slowly, and finally covered the whole small apricot altar like a huge cover.

From the outside, there is a misty apricot forest in the Wenyuan square.

In the apricot forest and fog, there is still a small apricot altar. You can see the sky and the tree crown, which is bright.

Fang Yun put down Ji Wang's seal and took a deep breath slowly.

A light wind suddenly blew in the apricot jar, a large number of holy apricot flowers swayed gently, and endless shimmering pollen flew in the air.

Instead of entering Fang Yun's nose, the pollen entered his eyebrows.

Every grain of pollen turns into an apricot flower in the palace of literature.

Xinghua Manwen palace.

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

The flames of all Wenxin lights become larger and brighter, the clouds of talent become more solid, the walls of Wengong become stronger, the Wentai is full of spirituality, and the greatest change is Wendan.

The surface of the stationery is covered with apricot flowers. At first glance, it seems to be a raw flower of the stationery.

Fang Yun's gall bladder looks as crystal, but like everyone's gall bladder, the surface is extremely smooth, but if you enlarge it tens of thousands of times, you will see clear scratches and even cracks on the gall bladder.

Those scratches either fade or increase gradually. After they dissipate, there will be new scratches, and after they increase, they will form cracks.

Wen Dan is the most powerful and fragile thing in Wen palace. Every thought formed by Fang Yun will touch Wen Dan like the same thing.

If the mind is flawless and dirty, temper your courage.

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

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

These subtle traces and cracks will not quickly lead to the cracking or even fragmentation of the gallbladder. However, as long as these traces and cracks are, similar and very sudden ideas may lead to the cracking of the gallbladder.

Every trace, every crack, hides a fatal crisis.

Moreover, the courage is closely related to the sword of words, and these subtle traces and cracks will affect the power of the sword of words.

Now, those apricot flowers fall on it and keep melting.

After each holy apricot flower melts, the outward force will repair some subtle traces and cracks.

Fang Yun closed his eyes and the others looked at Fang Yun with envy. This is the difference between the Lord of the apricot altar and outsiders. Everyone present can only absorb very little power of the holy apricot flower. Even if they suck hard, the rest of the holy apricot pollen will not fly into their literary palace.

Everyone present knows that the holy apricot pollen absorbed by themselves is equivalent to the cold soup compared with Fang Yun. However, no one has any complaints, because just sitting here is a great opportunity for everyone, and even the great Confucianism will cherish it very much.

When Fang Yun absorbed enough holy apricot pollen, Dong Wencong said, "my mentor, special envoys from various countries and families gathered outside the Academy of Arts. It was clearly a congratulation, but in fact it competed for the right to use this small apricot altar."

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