Saint of the Confucian way

One book slows down a bit, and a thousand books will cause a gap of at least half a chip!

Fang Yun read one book after another. All kinds of books that Fang Yun had not read, such as Yi Xuanji of the book of changes, dingzheng Hongfan of the book of Shangshu, Shizhuan bypass of the book of songs, Qin law table micro of Qin Dao, the record of the southern expedition of historians, Haidao Jing of geography, Quansheng Zhimi Fang of doctors, and so on, flew in front of him and back one after another.

At the beginning, Fang Yun also regarded reading as a big ratio, but reading is regarded as learning, absorbing knowledge and reserving the cornerstone of the holy way. The speed is not reduced, but improved.

Unconsciously, Fang Yun has read more and more books.

I don't know how long later, when there are still three pages left to finish reading the book, Fang Yun instinctively waved and the next book flew in.

Fang Yun finished reading the last page of Zhen Xi Fang Tan and was about to turn to the next book. Suddenly, a strange bell sounded in his ear. At first, the sound was strong and rapid. He seemed to be dizzy. But at the moment of dizziness, the bell became pleasant and immediately made people feel like bathing in the spring wind, as if listening to the sermon of a great Confucian, which was particularly comfortable.

But this comfort lasted only three breaths, and the bell became majestic and strong again, and then beautiful, and repeated it nine times before it stopped.

When the bell rang, Fang Yun's mind was blank and lost his ability to think. However, after the bell rang, he understood that this was the sound of blazing bravery. Unfortunately, it was a key time for the National Congress of the ten countries. It was inconvenient for God to enter the Wen palace to check. I didn't know what specific changes had taken place in the bravery.

"Fang Yun first finished reading a hundred books, and the bell rang." a voice sounded in the air.

Except that Fang Yun continued to turn the book as if nothing had happened, everyone else couldn't help stopping.

"I've only read fifteen books! He's over a hundred now? Even if ordinary people keep turning pages by hand, they can't be faster than him!"

"I'm better. I've read twenty-five." Kong Deyu was very sad and angry.

"I have twenty-one."

"I'm the most unlucky, only twelve! Mrs. Fang Yuntai can hit people!"

"Why are you angry? It's good for everyone that Fang Yun fights for courage!" Qiao juze said in a strange tone.

Tian Yu, a scholar of Shu Kingdom, said, "Qiao juze, don't go after your big competition. I'll compare with you and let you know the price of sarcastic remarks!"

"Let's not mention Fang Yun. Nine of you got three tenths, and 90 of us got two tenths. Of course you think it's good!"

Joe juze smiled and stopped talking.

The rest of Jingguo's students laughed, even Yan zewei of Liufeng society and Ke Yuan of Kang society showed a trace of pride and pride.

In the 200 years since the founding of Jingguo, this is the most proud time.

Before that, those who believed that Fang Yun could not say a word. Fang Yun took the lead too much. Even if Fang Yun's later books were book of changes or arithmetic, he could read 200 books first.

"There should still be a chance. He can't cause the Tenth National Congress to ring more bells than ever!" Xun Li's eyes were more sad when he spoke.

"You don't believe it yourself." Yan Yukong said and continued to read.

Xun Li clenched his right fist, lowered his head, and a vicious light flashed in his eyes.

The rest began to read.

No one spoke at the scene of Dabi, leaving only the continuous sound of turning books, and Fang Yun's sound of turning books was the most frequent.

Not long after Fang Yun finished reading 200 books, the bell rang for the second time.

This time Fang Yun felt that the bell sounded more intense than the last time.

After the ninth bell rang, Fang Yun felt a slight obvious change in his courage even if he did not enter the Wen palace.

Fang Yun continued to read, while the others were silent and continued to read.

When Fang Yun finished reading the 300th book, the third bell rang, and when he finished reading the 400th book, the fourth bell rang.

"Fang Yun, you have read 400 books, but I haven't even finished reading 100 books! Stop, can you continue the big competition?" Ma Yuan of the state of Wu said with a sad face.

"What brother Ma said is not the key. You are the key. We are all Jinshi. We still need you so much. What do the folks in cloud country think of us?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's discuss and find a chance to take revenge when the ten national competitions are over! My family are watching in front of the light curtain. You said that when I go back, my brother asked me why Fang Yun finished reading 400 books and I haven't finished reading 90 books. How can I answer? I can't say I'm a fool!"

In front of the light curtain of local literary institutes, everyone laughed together. Looking at the tragic side of these talented scholars who are far above ordinary people, they feel more and more interesting.

Those high literary scholars laughed but fell into deep thought. The power shown by Fang Yun was too terrible. Traveling thousands of miles was nothing but talent. Reading thousands of books was a test of a person's learning ability.

Fang Yun's learning ability is more than four times that of Jinshi. Becoming a great Confucian is just a matter of time. If there is no accident, it can even be said that the opportunity to become a saint is several times that of Yi Zhishi!

Xun Li wiped the sweat on his forehead and read with his head down, but his eyes were more firm and sharp.

Fang Yun continued to read, and the gall bell continued to ring. After reading the last book, the gall bell rang for the tenth time. Fang Yun not only got 50% of his strength, but also got 100% of his strength.

In addition to Fang Yun, 99 people are divided into 50%, and all of them, together, only get one-third of Fang Yun's strength.

After listening to the tenth bell, Fang Yun found his courage to go further.

He used to be the voice of hard stones in Wendan two realms, but now he has reached the realm of hard stones and jade, and then he is the success of Wendan two realms.

The literary realm of ordinary college students is only similar to that of Fang Yun at the moment.

"Ten national congresses are the first to read ten thousand books, square transportation and ten chips."

Sighs came from around. Up to now, no one has finished reading 300 books except Fang Yun. The gap is too big.

Fang Yun sat in place and scanned around. He found that others were silently continuing to read. No one looked at him anymore. They were all badly hit.

However, Fang Yun was a little addicted because he read too many books. After reading a thousand books, he didn't feel full of fun and wanted to continue reading.

Fang Yun sat in his chair and closed his eyes for a moment. After a while, he opened his eyes, and then waved to Qiao juze's bookshelf. He just tried, but the first book on Qiao juze's bookshelf flew over.

Fang Yun was stunned and looked carefully. Yes, it was the collection of Shanzhou folk songs, which was Qiao juze's first book.

Fang Yun was about to turn over the book. He felt that the atmosphere was wrong. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Qiao juze looking at Fang Yun with extremely puzzling eyes, which seemed more puzzling than reading books like the book of changes.

"Cough..." Fang Yun coughed softly and looked down at the collection of Shanzhou folk songs.

This book is as like as two peas before. Only after reading and understanding, can the text shine and continue to turn pages.

The familiar sound of rapidly turning pages in the literary world of Dabi sounded again.

The crowd subconsciously looked at Fang Yun and continued to turn around to read. Soon, a voice sounded in the hall.

"Madman!"