CH 212

Fang Yun stood in the moonlight, his vision completely obscured by the lunar glow. He couldn't see anything and was puzzled. The moonlight that was supposed to be as thin as fog, even if doubled, should still be hazy. But now, the light was so dense that it seemed to have turned into a solid entity, something he had never heard of before.

Ordinary moonlight would dissipate in five breaths, but this time, it took ten breaths for the moonlight pillars of Yan Yukong and the other three to disappear. The remaining moonlight was like a radiant garment attached to their bodies, slowly being absorbed by them.

However, the moonlight pillar enveloping Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan still existed, and it took fifteen breaths to gradually fade, and twenty breaths for the pillar to officially disappear.

Fang Yun was wrapped in a half-foot-thick dense moonlight. The moonlight blessing on his body was completely saturated, and the excess moonlight was radiating.

The little fox was grinning at Fang Yun, its small paw quickly retracting, as if it had been waving at the moon.

The little fox lightly jumped into Yang Yuhuan's arms, and then both the fox and the woman gradually dimmed, finally turning into countless light spots and disappearing.

The opaque glow on Fang Yun's body lingered.

The sound of swallowing saliva echoed around, especially those about to enter The Holy Land, their eyes almost turned green with envy.

Li Fanming asked, "Could the moonlight on him now be more than the combined moonlight of the ninety-nine of us?"

"It might indeed be more. The excess moonlight on him could be more than what the ninety-nine of us combined have."

"The moonlight is indeed different. He must be the first person in the ancient Holy Land. Once we enter The Holy Land, to avoid death, everyone please line up behind Fang Yun," Li Fanming half-jokingly said.

The big rabbit walked back with a dejected look. It had been busy for a long time, but everyone was only looking at Fang Yun. When the fox left, not many people noticed it. With a hurt expression, it imitated the fox and jumped into Li Fanming's arms.

However, the big rabbit was too tall and heavy. Li Fanming couldn't catch it and it slipped from his hands. The rabbit sat on the ground with a thud. It looked at Li Fanming with a pitiful look, unhappily rubbing its buttocks with its small legs, but it couldn't reach. It looked at the moon in the sky with sadness.

Just as Li Fanming was about to comfort the poor rabbit, someone suddenly shouted, "The light cocoon is cracking!"

Everyone immediately looked at Fang Yun, only to see the shattered light cocoon explode into a cloud of light, flying into the pages of "Prelude to the Water Melody", emitting a dazzling light, so bright that people within hundreds of feet had to squint their eyes.

The blinding light disappeared, and everyone saw Fang Yun put away the poem page floating in mid-air.

The light on Fang Yun's body had completely disappeared. Anyone who could see Fang Yun's eyes was stunned because there was a crescent moon in each of Fang Yun's eyes.

The crescent moon was like a hook, and his pupils were like the night.

Fang Yun only felt a lightness in his body. Although he was still standing in the same place, everything in front of him seemed to be getting farther and farther away, as if he was rising at an extremely fast speed.

At first, Fang Yun could only see a block of streets in his eyes, but as he "rose higher and higher", he soon saw the entire City of Confucius, with all people as small as ants, and the entire city was nothing more than a chessboard.

In a short while, Fang Yun had seen the entire Mount Daofeng and the whole Qufu Prefecture, then, the entire Lu State was in his sight.

The sea appeared in front of him, the Yangtze River became a bright silk ribbon, the towering mountains were like pen holders, the earth showed a clear arc, and there were no people in the City of Confucius, only a Bagua diagram and vague lights.

Soon, the entire vast Holy Origin Mainland with its ninety states appeared in front of him. Fang Yun took a deep breath, cast aside all doubts, and quietly admired this rarely seen magnificent scenery.

This land seemed to be in his palm, and he felt a surge of pride.

Soon, even the City of Confucius and Mount Daofeng became somewhat blurry, and what replaced them in his sight was a huge planet, half dark and half bright.

"This..." Fang Yun was stunned. He felt as if he was standing on the moon looking at the Holy Origin Mainland. A phrase suddenly popped into his mind.

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"So, this is the highest phenomenon of 'Prelude to the Water Melody'!"

Then, Fang Yun felt himself falling. His heart jumped, everything began to enlarge, the ground lost its arc, the people in the City of Confucius became clearer and clearer, and finally, with a blink of an eye, everything returned to normal.

The crescent moons in Fang Yun's eyes slowly disappeared.

Everyone saw Fang Yun standing still for a long time.

Many people looked at The Tyrant, and some looked at the History King, Hidden King, Painting King, and a few other contemporary geniuses, because only in their eyes could similar phenomena be seen. But these people, let alone obtaining such a phenomenon when they were Talented Scholars, couldn't even get it when they were Presented Scholars.

The Tyrant's eyes containing meteors had already shocked people, but now Fang Yun's eyes held crescent moons, clearly a notch higher than eyes containing meteors.

"How strange!" A Grand Academician racked his brains but couldn't figure out why this was happening.

Some Grand Academicians and even Great Scholars showed envy.

The Tyrant, who had been looking at the night sky with an air of superiority, had to look at Fang Yun again.Meng Linyu's face was burning. Just now, he had said that Fang Yun was at most a concern for Mingzhou, but now, "The Prelude to the Water Melody" had surpassed the national anthem, its verses spreading across the world, and the moonlight it received had surpassed too many people.

"Linyu, now I understand why you wanted to recruit him as a son-in-law. What a pity! What a pity! I was wrong from the moment I suggested using Han Xin's military platform to exchange for his blood-dripping beast skin." Meng Linyu sighed lightly, the pride of the Semi-Saint Prominent Family was shattered by the world-spreading verses.

The older Meng Li said, "There's no such thing as regret medicine in the world! Moreover, he can't use that kind of power at all now, he's just safer in The Holy Land, but..." Meng Li suddenly closed his mouth and looked at The Tyrant.

The Tyrant nodded slightly, his expression slightly relaxed.

"I really hope he encounters a Demon Barbarian from the Saint Clan!" Meng Li's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he looked at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun didn't care about the changes in the outside world, but was carefully feeling the changes in his body.

The moonlight that fell on him was slightly cool, but very comfortable. Now that the moonlight had disappeared, his body couldn't say what specific changes had occurred, but there was a satisfying feeling of waking up naturally from sleep.

Fang Yun raised his head, looked up at the moon, and thanked it with a bow.

The several Great Scholars present looked at each other and laughed, shaking their heads. One of them laughed and said, "The King Wen Prominent Family must be in a mess, those young members will definitely hate Fang Yun."

"This time, the moonlight has exhausted the King Wen Prominent Family's savings of nearly a hundred years. If there is any movement in the prison sea, they will have a headache again."

"However, this change is probably a sign of great luck! If Fang Yun goes smoothly all the way, our human race may produce a dragon of Jing Kingdom."

"Could it be..." One person looked at the others, and several Great Scholars nodded together.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, "The leaves of Mr. Tree have all fallen off! There are no leaves."

Everyone looked at the tall ancient trees in the Kong Mansion Academy, and sure enough, as the person said, there were thick fallen leaves under the ancient trees, and the branches of the ancient trees were empty. There was not a single leaf.

However, each ancient tree was exuding surging vitality, as if it had been reborn, and the leaves would grow back in at most three days.

Tens of thousands of people couldn't help rushing in to pick up the leaves.

"This is the leaf of Mr. Tree who has spread the world, it's the same as a Semi-Saint's lecture!"

"If I let my child wear it, he will definitely become a Presented Scholar!"

Everyone laughed at this scene. The falling of the ancient tree leaves represented the progress of the human race!

On the high platform, Yan Yukong smiled behind Fang Yun, "I didn't expect that we would actually benefit from Fang Yun. This favor is not easy to return."

The other two were fine, but Zong Wude frowned and said, "So I owe Fang Yun two favors? But now my literary name has not been spread in The Holy Land Literature Meeting, I can't wait!" As he spoke, Zong Wude signaled the emcee to continue the literature meeting quickly and introduce him at the end.

The emcee didn't dare to offend the direct descendant of the Miscellaneous Semi-Saint, and was about to speak after a light cough. Suddenly, a hundred rays of light descended from the sky, covering everyone who could enter The Holy Land. This light was pure white, completely different from moonlight, and was the power to guide everyone into The Holy Land.

Zong Wude's face was full of bitterness, "I knew I would be unlucky to share the stage with Fang Yun! The Holy Land Literature Meeting ended early, and my second chance to become famous in the world is gone! Why am I so unlucky?"

Yan Yukong and the other two looked at him calmly and waited quietly.

Suddenly, both the Poetry King and the Lyric King stood up. Then the voice of the Poetry King echoed through the heavens and the earth.

"My name is Gu Jingdao. Because I have a small reputation in poetry, I was named the Poetry King. But because of a moment's thought, I made one mistake after another and almost hurt Fang Yun. Fortunately, the Eyebrow King stopped me first, and then the Lyric King calmed me down. Today, I finally realized my mistake. Here, I apologize to Fang Yun and punish myself to go to the Two Realms Mountain. I will not leave the mountain until I become a Great Scholar." After the Poetry King finished speaking, he bowed to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun also immediately returned the salute and said, "With such a broad mind, the Poetry King will surely become a Great Scholar in no time!"

The tens of thousands of people present nodded in agreement.

The Lyric King smiled and said, "Fang Yun, are you willing to teach me this 'The Prelude to the Water Melody'?"

Fang Yun and many others immediately realized after hearing this. This poem could actually create a moon gate to summon Yang Yuhuan. Although it was not a War Poetry, its nature was similar to War Poetry. It formed a peculiar effect with the power of poetry, and it was very likely to be classified as "strange poetry". If it could be taught to others, the merit to the human race would be unimaginable, absolutely not inferior to a War Poetry.

Fang Yun immediately smiled slightly and nodded like a teacher, "Yes!"

"Thank you, Teacher Fang!" The Lyric King was extremely happy. Since Fang Yun had personally agreed, if this poem was really a "strange poem", then he could also use "Sharing the Beauty of the Moon" to summon people for conversation.

A Great Scholar laughed and said, "The Poetry King apologizes, and the Lyric King becomes a disciple, showing the virtue of our human race. Good! Today's Literature Meeting has added two more good things, overcoming evil with good, it's the fortune of our human race!"

The faces of the Meng family members were dull, and The Tyrant seemed to have not heard.

The History King lowered his head and wrote down the records vigorously.Others also wanted to become disciples in advance, but the sudden vibration of the hundred light pillars signified that a hundred people were about to leave.

Many were filled with curiosity, but in the eyes of the Tyrant Meng Lintang, there was a rare hint of tension.

Suddenly, an incredibly dazzling light appeared above the Holy Academy of Daofeng Mountain. A giant pen, several miles long, flew out from the mountain. The pen was surrounded by dazzling blue and white lightning, illuminating the world, its tip pointing directly at the square of the Kong Prefecture Academy.

Everyone was terrified. Such a grand display could only mean that a Semi-Saint had made a move. Many even guessed the owner of the pen.

However, a huge white jade seal suddenly flew out of nowhere, colliding with the tip of the pen. Two terrifying forces collided, creating a spectacle of flashing lights and booming sounds, with a terrifying force exploding across the sky.

The sky seemed to be splitting apart.

Everyone felt as if they were about to die. Not to mention a city, even a state could be wiped out by that force.

The entire city was in a panic. Why had the Semi-Saints started fighting?

(To be continued...)