With the arrival of Yi Feng, Yan Chuan feels great!
Yan Chuan and Yi Feng recounted the past outside the Oriental Palace, and suddenly a black line appeared on the face of the sixty Confucian scholars. wWw, QuanBeN-XiaoShuo, Com(· )This is the neglect of **luo, I am waiting for the sixty Confucian scholars, will not catch your eyes
Daru Chen Ping was about to stare to drink.
Daru Liu Zilu waved his hand to stop Chen Ping's impulse.
Looking into the distance, Liu Zilu was a little worried.
Waved again.
A big scholar nodded.
Another huge monument appeared, and another scroll was gently hung up.
Wanru looked at Yan Chuan in the distance with incomprehension, but more excitedly looked at the second scroll.
The scroll slowly opened, and a wave of heat hit his face.
The yellow light soared up into the sky, and a large amount of yellow mist suddenly rushed out of the scroll. In the yellow mist, another scene appeared.
Billowing in the desert! It's endless, and the sun is extremely hot.
Although they are in Julu City, looking at this writing, everyone has the feeling of entering the great desert.
This is not a painting, it is a character, a poem, and the word is used to write a desert landscape, which immediately aroused the admiration of many Confucianists.
The endless expanse of the desert is bigger than the sea next to it, although it is only two hundred feet in diameter, but the scorching sun of the desert seems to evaporate the sea next to it.
"Boom!"
The aura of the desert once again pressed the opposing shadow, and the oppression of cold and heat made the peerless majesty shrunk by about half.
Above the literary momentum, Yan Chuan's poem has been completely overwhelmed.
Liu Zilu smiled with satisfaction, and the great scholars were also extremely satisfied.
Look at Yan Chuan in the distance again.
In the distance, Yan Chuan and Yi Feng's recollection of the past is almost over.
"Yan Chuan, I have three more words here, can you comment on it?" Liu Zilu shouted with satisfaction.
When Liu Zilu drank it, everyone looked at Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan and Yi Feng also turned around slowly.
Suddenly saw the holy scene outside the Yongdian.
"Meow, Yan Chuan, your poem has been suppressed!" Meow suddenly cried.
"My poem? They don't deserve to use my poem!" Yan Chuan said lightly.
"Meow?" Meow looked at Yan Chuan curiously.
"Yan Chuan, this is a beautiful and wonderful article, what should I do? They have prepared five characters!" Dongfang Zhengpai worried.
""The Great Waves" and "Sand Lining the World"? Good words! Julu City really deserves its reputation. These two words are really powerful!" Yi Feng admired.
Yan Chuan smiled faintly.
"However, Wang's poems are also extremely domineering. These great scholars are obviously coming to trouble Wang. Can Wang have new poems?" A look of expectation flashed in Yi Feng's eyes.
On the side of the East, the decent sect suddenly exclaimed, "How can it be so easy, the pen shows the weather, the weather may not be arbitrary, you must use the beautiful and wonderful writing to control it, and the beautiful and wonderful writing, it is a chance!"
"Meow, these bad guys!" Meow suddenly angry.
"Moreover, every beautiful and wonderful article, as long as it is born, must be famous in the world. Therefore, it is impossible to copy the previous wonderful articles, Yan Chuan, this time you are miserable!" Dongfang Zhengpai worried.
"Haha, I have a lot of these kinds of articles!" Yan Chuan said lightly.
"Ah? No!" Dongfang Zhengpai said in surprise.
"You are waiting here, Yi Feng enters the hall with me!" Yan Chuan smiled.
"Okay!" Although Dongfang Zhengpai didn't believe it, he nodded.
Holding the plaque of'Gu Fame and Fishing for Fame', Bailong stood with Dongfang Zhengpai and watched Yan Chuan, Yifeng, and Miao Miao walk back to the Oriental Hall.
"Kuang!" The door closed suddenly.
Opposite, Wang Long raised his brows: "Is this Yan Chuan scared? Is he going to run away?"
Chen Ping suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, I'm doing a tortoise with a shrunken head again!"
"The teacher's ordinary calligraphy and painting are not comparable to that of the ru child!" Another big scholar said with disdain.
Liu Zilu shook his head and said, "No, Dongfang Zhengpai and the man are still standing outside holding the plaque. Yan Chuan entered the Dongfangdian, maybe because of writing!"
"Writing? How much can he write at this time?" Chen Ping said with disdain.
"Wait patiently for a while!" Liu Zilu said lightly.
"Yeah!" A group of big scholars nodded.
Wan Ru was also curious at this moment. Many people thought that Yan Chuan was scared. However, the sixty Confucian scholars waited patiently, and the Confucian cultivators immediately calmed down.
Inside the Oriental Palace!
"Meow! Another roll!" Meow exclaimed excitedly. (·)
In a blink of an eye, a hundred scrolls were placed on the chair beside him, and Yi Feng tied each scroll with a slight movement.
"Wang, this, am I dazzled?" Yi Feng said in surprise.
"I said, this is not my article! But it belongs to me!" Yan Chuan shook his head.
"Meow, you didn't write it, who wrote that?" Meow was puzzled.
Yan Chuan shook his head and did not explain. It was more troublesome to explain. He was the emperor in his previous life, and the number one scholar in the imperial examinations in the past will write a beautiful article.
Top pick! That is the leader of every session!
The country of Yanchuan in the previous life was much larger than that of Julu Academy. Talented people abound, and many beautiful articles were handed to Yanchuan's table during the imperial examination.
Yan Chuan only picked a hundred of them.
Can the champion be worse
Moreover, this is still a group of champions!
The previous poem written by Yan Chuan was just a poem by Wu Zhuangyuan.
Haven't seen Sima Yuntian yet, are you going to make a full shot
"Wang, are you going to let the minister go?" Yi Fengxin said with a comprehension.
"Yes, next, I have more important things to do. You will dismiss these sour scholars on my behalf. As for chess, I am sure that no one of them can be stronger than you! Use strengths and avoid weaknesses to hold me back for a while, During this period of time, something may happen in the East Hall, don't worry about it!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
"Yes, please don't worry, Wang, the minister also wants to meet these great scholars!" Yi Feng smiled slightly.
"Yeah!" Yan Chuan nodded.
Soon, under the attention of everyone, the door of the Oriental Palace opened again.
"Marina!"
As soon as the door opened, the group of Confucian scholars in the Yongdian Temple in the distance immediately lifted their spirits.
"Yan Chuan really dare to come out!" Chen Ping showed a trace of contempt.
Yan Chuan walked in front, and Yi Feng came out holding a large stack of scrolls.
Looking at the one hundred scrolls that Yi Feng held out.
In the distance, all the great scholars had a burst of violence on their faces.
"Is this Yan Chuan crazy? I can't really write it, and I have written so much?" a big scholar exclaimed.
"Bah, can you write a beautiful and wonderful article this time? And, it's still a hundred volumes? Humph!" Chen Ping showed a trace of disdain.
Not only Chen Ping, but nearly Wan Ruxiu also showed incomprehension. What are you doing with a stack of scrolls
"Yan Chuan, what are you?" Dongfang Zhengpai asked in a puzzled way.
"Bailong, you help me protect Yifeng's safety, pay attention, Yifeng's safety comes first!" Yan Chuan looked at Bailong.
"Yes!" Bai Long said solemnly.
"Xie Wang!" Yi Feng nodded.
"Mr. Yifeng, what are you holding, I'll help you!" Bai Long stepped forward immediately.
Yi Feng nodded, and handed all the scrolls in hand to Bai Long's hand.
"Oriental decent, I told you before that I want to lend you the Oriental Palace for a period of time, do you remember?" Yan Chuan asked with a smile.
"Naturally, do it with you!" Dongfang decently nodded.
"Since this is the case, then I am going to retreat first!" Yan Chuan smiled.
"Close, retreat? What about those great Confucian scholars?" Dongfang Zhengpai asked in surprise.
"It's okay, Yi Feng is here to help me this time!" Yan Chuan smiled.
"He? He?" Dongfang Zhengpai looked at Yi Feng in surprise!
Yan Chuan nodded, and Yi Feng smiled and nodded to Dongfang Decent.
Oriental decent: "...…… !"
"Okay!" Dongfang Zhengpai nodded silently at the moment.
With that, Yan Chuan walked back to the Oriental Hall, Meow followed.
"Kuang!" The door of the main hall closed suddenly.
Everyone was speechless for a long time watching Yan Chuan enter the temple again.
"Brother, is Yan Chuan really going to be a turtle?" Chen Ping asked in surprise.
"I don't know!" Wang Long frowned.
"Hey, those two people are here, still holding a hundred scrolls, and the plaque?" Chen Ping asked in surprise.
Daru Liu Zilu narrowed his eyes and watched Yi Feng and Bai Long fly over.
The Dongfang decent faction took a look, stayed outside the Dongfang Hall and stood guard, spontaneously protecting Yan Chuan.
Inside the Oriental Hall.
"Miao Miao, install the books in the hall first, don't break these!" Yan Chuan said to Miao Miao.
"Meow!"
Meow's little felt hat suddenly produced a huge suction force, sucking a large number of books into the little felt hat.
"Meow, big gangster, what are you going to close? You are breaking through again?" Meow was puzzled.
"No, I want to nourish my soul and climb to the top! Next, there may be a fierce battle!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.
"Fight? Meow! Who?"
"Bai Di Tian!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
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Yongdian.
On the high platform.
Bailong led the wind, slowly falling on the high platform.
Looking at the plaque of "Fame and Diaoyu" in Bailong's hand, a group of great scholars suddenly frowned.
Nearly ten thousand invited Confucianists, but now they held their breath and looked at the people on the high platform.
"Who are you? Why didn't Yan Chuan come?" Chen Ping shouted.
Yi Feng smiled slightly.
"My king is going to defeat Sima Yuntian, how can I waste time on you people!" Yi Feng said lightly.
"What?" Chen Ping suddenly stared.
"I mean, you are not qualified to let my king go to your literary meeting!" Yi Feng shook his head.
At this moment, it is not that Yifeng cannot be humble, but that he cannot be humble. At this moment, he represents Yan Chuan, and he represents the upcoming country. How can a big country keep his breath
"Yan Chuan is scared! Haha!" Chen Ping smiled disdainfully.
Shaking his head, Yi Feng said: "Wang does not bother to take action, I am enough!"
"Just you? Hahaha!" Chen Ping laughed.
A lot of Confucianists laughed. Yifeng Jingjing cultivation base, just like this, still want to fight against the Confucian alone
"Why are you all laughing?" Yi Feng was not angry, and said lightly.
"Just your age...!" Chen Ping was about to comment.
But just half of the story, I can't go on, it seems that Yan Chuan is younger.
Yi Feng smiled slightly and said: "Under Yi Feng, this time, I will give a plaque to my king three. I hope everyone will stop resigning!"
With that said, Bailong once again presented the plaque of'Fame and Diaoyu'! (To be continued)