Chapter 581 (1/2)

Night fell.

The war outside the south of the city was silent, and the Shizu verification ceremony finally began in front of the school palace and the holy temple in the city.

The capital is full of people.

Near the holy temple, hundreds of thousands of scholars in the capital are looking forward to it. A little farther away, more than one million people in the capital are either in the Jingguo school palace or outside the school palace.

Inside and outside the school palace has become a human ocean.

Since Chen Guanhai was canonized, no one in the capital can compare with today. No one can trigger such a huge momentum, whether it is the accession of the monarch, the early success of the great Confucianism or the great victory in the north.

Fang Yun's name is as high as the sun.

Many students in Jingguo looked at Fang Yun with envy. Just by reputation, Fang Yun has surpassed the great Confucianism and become the first person under the semi Saint Chen Guanhai!

Although Zuo Xiang was in power, he gradually lost the support of the people.

Although the Empress Dowager is respected by all the people, she has no Wen position after all.

The literary appearance is upright, but he would rather bend than bend.

Although Marshal Chen Dayuan has unparalleled military skills, his Chinese name is not obvious except for the army.

The monarch is too young to respect.

Ye Hongyu looked at the sky and slowly glanced at everyone in front of the holy temple.

Hundreds of thousands of people present felt that ye Hongyu had looked at him.

Night Hongyu said slowly, ”Fang Yun has a poem called Dragon sword. He can see the secret of heaven and call a new sword. He is suspected to be the ancestor of poetry. However, the ancestor of poetry is a unique skill, which can't be said in vain. He needs to be verified by the three treasures. Please divide the Dharma Sutra and stop the dispute. Don't follow the past and the present.”

Ye Hongyu said and bowed to the front.

All the people present bowed together, while Yang Yuhuan bowed his head, while Ao Huang and nu learned the look of a scholar, folded his hands and bent down.

A treasure light flew out of Ye Hongyu's sleeve, carrying a long silver white starlight into the sky, and the sound shocked thousands of miles.

Holy treasure turns into a star and rises to the sky.

During the day, the stars have no light, at night, the stars rise, and the clouds are dispersed by the bright lights into the sky, which can be seen in ten countries.

Countless Terrans from all over the ten countries looked up at the direction of Jingguo capital and the stars that kept flying high.

At the moment when all the readers saw the star, they naturally saw that the star was different from the ordinary stars in the sky. In that star, there was an ancient book with the word ”Dharma Sutra” written on the cover of the ancient book.

It is well known that the Dharma sutra was written by semi Saint Li Ying. It is the first complete Dharma classic of the human race.

Scholars all over the ten countries were puzzled. They didn't know what had happened. They even asked to move the original of the Sutra. Was it a shocking injustice?

Dharma Sutra when the stars rise to a certain degree, they emit a faint silver star light, covering the whole holy temple square.

Until this time, Fang Yun understood why Jiang Hechuan delayed the ceremony until night.

Let the ten countries see!

”Please the book of songs, wind, elegance, praise, think without evil!”

Like everyone else, Fang Yun bowed again.

A new star is rising in the capital of Jingguo. The book of songs is one of the six classics, compiled by Kong Sheng. It is an Asian Saint classic. It is more dazzling and brighter than the Dharma Sutra, and its brightness even exceeds the Wenqu star in the sky.

Seeing the rising of the star of the book of songs, all scholars in the ten countries understand that someone may become the ancestor of poetry!

Ten countries are boiling.

”Please 'Jinglong pen', cry Jinglong at the beginning, and then shout Jingtian!”

All the people present held their breath and stared at the holy way Wenbao belonging to the East holy king!

The third star rose into the sky, juxtaposed with the Dharma Sutra, lower than the book of songs.

Everyone can see that there is an ordinary Zhongkai Lake pen in the third star, but it is full of supreme dignity.

When Fang Yun saw this, he immediately remembered his experience at the kongcheng Mid Autumn Festival Cultural Club.

At that time, everyone was about to enter the holy ruins. Everyone didn't know that the fierce king was distracted to enter, but he couldn't hide it from the half saint. A holy pen suddenly pointed at the fierce king.

However, the huge holy pen was intercepted by an equally huge jade seal.

That giant pen is as like as two peas.

The starlight emitted by the Dharma Sutra, the book of songs and the ”startling dragon pen” overlaps in front of the holy temple, but the starlight is very weak. Only people near the school palace can see it, and no one can see it clearly except the capital.

”Please write the poem” Dragon Sword poem ”on the table.”

”Yes.”

Fang Yun promised. When he came to the desk, he saw that there were four treasures of study on it. Except for a pale gold holy page, it was not an ordinary product, and the pen, ink and inkstone were all ordinary things.

Fang Yun slowly wrote the Dragon Sword poem.

Sword, Double Dragons, snowflakes shine on Hibiscus... Men and women are not separated, and gods will meet!

After Fang Yun finished writing, the original work Baoguang, handed down Baoguang and Shizu Baoguang appeared one after another.

The first battle poem did not burn, but remained quietly on the table like ordinary paper pages.

Suddenly, the stars in the Dharma Sutra flashed suddenly, and then the stars in the Dharma Sutra projected a thick column of light downward, even in a very distant place.

This light column is incomparably dazzling, far brighter than the previous starlight.