Fang Yun didn''t understand why the slave did this. He spread out his hand and handed it to the slave. The slave put the bundle of hair in Fang Yun''s palm, and then arched it with his small mouth and pushed it with his claws to let Fang Yun hold it tightly.
Fang Yun couldn''t help thinking of the blood of the slave when he wrote the arrow in the stone that day and held the bundle of fox hair.
Nu Nu smiled happily, raised her head and cried, as if telling Fang Yun to take it well!
"I''ll take it away." Fang Yun said, lowered his head and blew at the place where the slave bit off his hair, and then rubbed it gently.
Nu Nu grinned with a small pink mouth. She looked happy. It seemed that she wouldn''t hurt after being blown and rubbed by Fang Yun.
After saying goodbye to his family, Fang got into the carriage and went to Li Wenying''s residence in Yuhai city.
Along the way, Fang Yun tied Nunu''s hair and put it into Hanhu shell. He put everything he could bring into Hanhu berry, and even brought some military dry food and pickled meat. It won''t go bad for a month, but it doesn''t taste good.
Put hanhubei away. Fang Yun took out the blood drop animal skin. I don''t know why it can''t be put in hanhubei.
"Li Fanming said that these three drops of blood are likely to be holy blood. That''s not surprising. Hanhubei can''t hold these things. At least drink Jiangbei, or there is a container that can cover up the power of holy blood."
Fang Yun put the blood drop animal skin into the inner pocket of his clothes, then took out a Book Xunzi from hanhubei and read it slowly and quietly.
The classics of a Confucian sage and the six Asian saints contain supreme principles. It can even be said that they point out the path of canonization. They read books a hundred times and see their own righteousness. Fang Yun has always insisted on having time to read them.
At the moment, Fang Yun''s talent has reached ten inches high. Without the breakthrough of the holy temple, it is difficult for him to become a saint by his own strength. No one can do it after Confucius died. Therefore, Fang Yun is not in a hurry. Every day, in addition to practicing the piano, painting, learning the art of war and making classics, he repeats the works of the Seven Saints, so as to refine his talent, literary palace and courage and avoid a weak foundation.
At Li Wenying''s residence, Fang Yun smelled a strange smell before he got off the bus. It was similar to the smell of books and ink, but more elegant.
When Fang Yun got out of the car, he saw the door of Li''s house open. Li Wenying stood in the yard in a green shirt and was reciting the Analects in a low voice. Every time you say a word, the sound of the word turns into a strange fragrance and spreads in all directions.
"Read the classics with a delicious mouth. Congratulations to Lord Li on his coming into the ranks of great Confucianism." Fang Yun smiled and congratulated as he walked.
Li Wenying turned around. The eyebrows of the two swords were particularly eye-catching. The momentum of a sword in the scabbard jumped in front of him, and even the world was dark.
He smiled calmly and said, "this is also due to your humble room inscription. Are you ready?"
"Yes," Fang Yun said.
"Ride with me on the green cloud and go to Kong City."
A white cloud appeared under Li Wenying''s feet. Fang Yun walked over and stepped on it carefully. It was soft like cotton. After stepping on it, it was like stepping on the ground. There was no discomfort.
Fang Yun stood on the side of Li Wenying, half a body behind.
The white clouds rose slowly. Fang Yun immediately felt that an invisible wall protected him from falling.
Fang Yun looked down and saw many people nearby looking up, especially the children, clapping and shouting excitedly.
The white clouds went straight up to the blue sky and flew in the direction of the holy courtyard.
Fang Yun looked at the clear sky ahead, the endless blue sea in the distance, and the woods and fields below. He was happy.
Li Wenying said, "you must have read my travels to the holy ruins. What do you think?"
"My Lord is determined and brave, but it''s a pity for some people." Fang Yun said.
"That''s the holy ruins. It''s another battlefield for Terrans and demons, and it''s also everyone''s battlefield." Li Wenying said.
Fang Yun felt that there was something in Li Wenying''s words, but he couldn''t guess anything from this sentence alone.
After that, Li Wenying didn''t speak again. Fang Yun could feel his talents surging all over him. It seemed that he was consuming his talents to do something.
Fang Yun knew that Li Wenying didn''t talk much, so he didn''t ask anything else. He took out Li Fanming''s book from Han Hubei, which recorded all the things about the holy ruins known by Ji Sheng family. Fang Yun read it again to deepen his memory, and even remember the details carefully, so as to avoid big problems due to insignificant details.
Shengyuan continent is much larger than that of ancient China, and the locations of mountains, rivers and other places are also different.
It was calm all the way. Two hours later, Fang Yun saw a mountain. Flying over the mountain, it was a plain.
It''s crisp and crisp in autumn. The vast plain is dyed yellow by the autumn wind. The blue sky, blue sea and loess land are the most beautiful scenery between heaven and earth, but Fang Yun''s eyes are attracted by a sudden isolated mountain on the earth.
The mountain is upside down. The foot of the mountain is thin and the top of the mountain is thick, but the top of the mountain is shrouded in continuous white clouds. I can''t see what''s above.
Under the top of the mountain, a winding mountain road is clearly visible, and it is faintly visible that several people are climbing upward.
At the foot of Daofeng mountain, there is a huge city personally supervised by Confucius according to the book of changes. From a distance, the city is a super huge eight trigrams map of King Wen.
Fang Yun felt an invisible but vast breath, which seemed to contain the greatest power of the Terran, which was amazing.
This is the city of Confucius, also known as the holy city, which is a part of Qufu. Except for Daofeng mountain, the whole Qufu house belongs to the Confucius family.
Kongcheng is the most prosperous city in the whole Shengyuan continent. There must be kongcheng if it exists in all parts of Shengyuan continent, and there must be kongcheng if it does not exist in all parts of Shengyuan continent.
The city is far bigger than any City Fang Yun knows.
After a long time, Fang Yun exclaimed, "what a good spirit."
"Only the saints can fly above the city of Kong, and I fall at the gate." Li Wenying said, and the white clouds fell slowly.
The city of Kong was getting closer and closer, and Fang Yun realized that the city of Kong was much bigger than he thought. The city wall was fifteen feet high, equivalent to fifteen floors, and the city wall was more than five feet wide. Except for the saints themselves, there was absolutely no way to build such an exaggerated city.
There are many cars in the city, the bustling streets and the flow of people. From a high altitude, those people are as small as ants, filling the whole Kong City.
They fell in front of the gate, and many people were going in and out.
Most of the people around looked respectfully at Li Wenying in blue clothes and embroidered cloud clothes. A few stopped to let him go and asked Li Wenying and Fang Yun to go first. Others saw the strange and continued to go in and out after seeing Li Wenying.
Some scholars recognized Li Wenying according to his strange eyebrows and bowed their hands to him.
Li Wenying nodded to him in return, and then took Fang Yun inside.
"Kong City is divided into inner city and outer city, among which the inner city is the safest. All aristocratic families and rich families in various countries have properties in the inner city. A friend of mine bought a two in yard in neigan city. Only two people clean it on weekdays, and you will live there later."
"OK," Fang Yun promised, thinking that the Emperor Wen''s eight trigrams called "Qian" heaven. Neiqian city must be the place where the people with the highest status in Kong City live, and the center of Kong City is the Confucius School palace, which is second only to the holy courtyard.
Li Wenying said: "I haven''t been to the holy place for a long time. I just took this opportunity to hone in the holy land. On August 15, I will go down the mountain with you to the Confucius School palace to take you to participate in the Mid Autumn Festival cultural meeting of the holy ruins and compete for the top 100. You''re new here. Don''t stay at home and study hard these days. Walk around the inner city and relax. There''s no need to worry about safety. If you''ve been in Yuhai city for too long, hold it again Go, I''m afraid you''ll go crazy. "Li Wenying''s last tone was very relaxed.
"Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles are what our generation of scholars should do." Fang Yun said.
"That''s a wonderful statement, so I don''t have to worry. Let''s take a car to the yard." Li Wenying waved to a cattle cart, said the address with the coachman, and they got on the bus.
The city of Kong is too big. Even if the gate of Li Wenying''s choice of the post of Qian falls, it takes nearly an hour to get to Tianbao Third Street, which is very close to Neiqian city.
All the way, Fang Yun looked out from time to time. All aspects of kongcheng are very standardized. Every family has a house plate. The street names of neigan city begin with the word "heaven", ranging from 1st Street to 9th Street. There are many streets.
The customs here are also very special. Different buildings, dialects and costumes from ten countries meet in one city, which is an eye opener for Fangyun.
Fang Yun found that the biggest difference between here and Yuhai city is that there are many demons, and people here are not afraid of demons. All demons are very docile. They should be demons who have been domesticated for generations.
The city seems to have the power to calm people. Since entering Kong City, Fang Yun''s heart has calmed down a lot, and all kinds of pressure such as Meng''s calculation, Zuo Xiang''s threat, holy road dispute and so on have disappeared temporarily.
After a while, the ox cart stopped and Fang Yun and Li Wenying got off.
The gate was open. Two middle-aged servants, a man and a woman, knew Li Wenying and hurried out to greet him. Li Wenying and Fang Yun went in together, introduced both sides, sat here for a while, then got up and left, and went to the holy courtyard on the top of the inverted peak.
Fang Yun wants to go to the holy courtyard, but he is only a scholar. Unless he finds someone from the East holy Pavilion, even Li Wenying is not qualified to take him into the holy courtyard.
Seeing Li Wenying off, Fang Yun settled down in the Zhou house. The two servants were from Jingguo. They knew Fang Yun''s name, and the other party was very warm. They said that they must take Fang Yun to see the night view of Kong City in the evening, which can''t be compared elsewhere. They also said that it was near the Mid Autumn Festival, and people put lights on the Dayun River every day to make Fang Yun feel happy.
Fang Yun readily agrees that the scriptures of the holy way are books, and all forms of the market are also books.
After dinner, the three left home and walked a few blocks. Fang Yun saw a strange scene.
The wolf demon, who was supposed to be a demon in shape, walked leisurely on the road with a vegetable basket in his mouth. Accidentally, the cabbage in the vegetable basket rolled out. It immediately ran to take the vegetables back to the basket, and then continued to walk with the basket in its mouth.
Fang Yun found that the people around him were not surprised.
Passing by the market, Fang Yun saw an ox ManJiang bargaining with the Terran vendor in fluent Terran language. He also said that he was a native of kongcheng. Don''t bully him. He doesn''t know how to count. He calculates accounts one by one, which is more accurate than the vendor''s abacus.
At the corner of the market, a herring demon complained while scraping the scales of a grass carp: "It''s hard for you people to serve! Why am I so unlucky! I was sold to a scholar who died early. As a result, the scholar''s family fell. I had to go out to work to make money. Half of the money I earned should go to my home. Do you think it''s easy for me? Catch fish and sell fish all day. When can I earn enough money to marry a fish demon from a big family as my daughter-in-law!"
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