A large number of Confucian scholars stepped forward to put up a book for Yi Feng!
Yi Feng was not polite, letting a group of Confucian scholars divide the picture that Yan Chuan had just written. wWw.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.CoM[ ~]
"Boom!"
The mountains and rocks were being chopped continuously, and a piece of stone stele was erected, and the picture scroll slowly hung up.
"boom!"
In the direction of Confucian scholars, another beautiful and wonderful article appeared.
A vast snowy field. It is vast and spectacular. The icy air came straight out. Spotless, pure heart and lungs!
Before Chen Ping had had time to be happy, another scroll of paintings unfolded on the opposite side.
"Boom!"
Like the sound of a galloping horse, the same cold air comes straight forward, the scroll unfolds, the white mist soars into the sky, and it is also the endless snow, but on the side of the wind, it is a big avalanche.
The snow is rolling, and it is rolling, and it is magnificent, and I don't know how much stronger than the opposite.
"good!"
"Spectacular!"
"Avalanche, like ten thousand horses galloping!"
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A series of praises, just from the perception, the avalanche momentum, overwhelmed the snowy field.
"Impossible, why is there another one? This must be the previous one." Chen Ping exclaimed.
"No, look at the avalanche and volcano, these two articles, the ink is still wet!" Wang Long showed a wry smile.
"The ink is still wet?" Suddenly, many people were surprised.
"Really, this ink hasn't completely dried yet, it's really just written!" Suddenly, Confucianism exclaimed.
"Just now Yan Chuan entered the Oriental Palace, just for a while, right? Wrote two beautiful and wonderful articles in succession?"
"Two articles? And there are still two very conflicting landscapes!"
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Nearly ten thousand Confucian cultivators, although the literary talent is not better than the great Confucian, but for many years in Julu City, this vision is still there.
With only two volumes of picture books, Yan Chuan's reputation is set to resound throughout Julu City tomorrow.
"Impossible, show it again!" Chen Ping shouted angrily.
On the side of the sixty Confucian scholars, another picture is unfolded.
A vast prairie.
At the place where the wind is blowing, the third picture is unfolded.
"The third one? The ink is still wet, the third one?" Nearly ten thousand scholars boiled over.
Although the opposite is also a good article, it seems to be much worse than Yan Chuan's.
Yan Chuan's article, each one is different? Is the style different
Yi Feng stood aside and smiled slightly.
Nearly ten thousand Confucian scholars got up at this moment, one by one, with anticipation and admiration, watching the rolls of beautiful and wonderful texts being hung up high.
The fourth volume, the sea in the storm!
The fifth volume, ten thousand stars fall!
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When the tenth volume was unfolded, there was no noise around, and some were just quiet.
Nearly ten thousand Confucian scholars have no words to praise. Splendid text? Some people have never seen it in their entire lives, but at this moment, one by one, like Chinese cabbage, keeps popping up.
At this moment, everyone looked at the Oriental Hall in the distance, no longer contemptuous.
Yan Chuan? This Yan Chuan does have the ability to reopen the academy.
Look at this article, ten articles, ten different styles
Chapter 11! Twelfth! ……
One article unfolds.
The face of the sixty Confucian scholars is getting more and more ugly.
"How is this possible?" Chen Ping exclaimed.
"These hundred scrolls, won't they be beautiful and beautiful, right?" A big scholar said in horror.
"Impossible, it must have been written by someone else!" Chen Ping shook his head and refused to believe it.
"Splendid essays? No, as soon as the world's splendid essays are published, they will definitely spread throughout my four major academies. However, I have never seen these articles before!" Wang Long shook his head.
"so much?"
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Liu Zilu's face was ugly. I brought five beautiful and wonderful essays, which could have moved the audience and defeated everything.
However, the scene before him seemed to make Liu Zilu feel like he was breaking down.
How could such a thing happen
Squeezing his fist, Liu Zilu's face was green.
And standing outside the Oriental Hall and guarding Yan Chuan, the face of the Eastern Decent School is also very wonderful at this moment.
"I ri, really or not?"
The eyes of the Eastern Decent School were about to stare out. If it weren't for protecting Yan Chuan, the Eastern Decent School ran over.
"call out!"
A figure fell in front of Dongfang Zhengpai. (·)
"Qinglong? Are you back?" Dongfang decent face was pleased.
"Yeah, what's the matter? What about the son? Huh? Bailong and the others are here too?" Qinglong suddenly surprised. "Yan Chuan retreats in the Dongfang Hall, you are here to guard!" Dongfang Zhengpai confessed.
After speaking, Dongfang Zhengpai immediately flew to the opposite side.
Qinglong left alone in a daze, but he also solemnly accepted the task.
Yongdian is not far away.
Meng Rongrong finally couldn't help coming to investigate after learning that the Sixty Confucian scholars would invite Wan Ru to participate in the peak literary meeting.
Standing in a remote corner in the distance, looking at the beautiful and wonderful articles on Yongdian.
Standing behind him was Changqing and a few Confucianists.
"This, this is too exaggerated? Is this written by Yan Chuan?" A Confucianist exclaimed.
"The thirtieth chapter!" Another great scholar said incredible.
"Miss, it seems that we really misunderstood Yan Chuan back then! With his literary talent, we don't need to be a student here at all." Chang Qing showed a complicated wry smile
road.
"Yes, these Yanchuan characters, chess, and writing? This, this, this...!" Confucianism was a little incoherent on the side.
Meng Rongrong looked at the Dongfang Hall with the closed door in the distance, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.
"Humph!" Meng Rongrong snorted coldly.
Although Yan Chuan could not be forgiven, the feeling of grievance from the past suddenly became much smaller.
"I'm going back first, take your time!" Meng Rongrong shook her head.
"Huh? Miss, don't you watch it?" Chang Qing asked unexpectedly.
"Look at it!" Meng Rongrong flew away.
Meng Rongrong left, but the Confucianists were reluctant to leave.
"Go, let's go up and see!" said a Confucianist.
"Good!" Changqing and others nodded one after another.
At this moment, not only Changqing and others, but in Julu City, countless cultivators from all directions were once again attracted by the spectacular sight here.
Standing in the distance, you can see, the sky above the Hall of Yong, volcanoes, snowfields, meteors, countless wonderful scenery, does not attract strangers.
Julu Mountain, the square outside Julu Palace.
The owner of the courtyard, Meng Ziqiu, and the courtyard of the left courtyard, Zheng Leyi, also watched this scene slightly blankly.
"Le Yi, what do you think?" Mencius said with a slightly weird expression. "I don't know, but I know Sima Yuntian must have met his opponent!" Le Yi said strangely.
"It's more than that to compete for the title of God, but this Yan Chuan is indeed a wonderful person!" Mencius said with a smile.
"Good article, really good article!" Le Yi kept admiring as he looked at the article in the distance.
Outside of Yongdian.
It was quiet, but everyone knew that today, Yan Chuan had completely moved Julu City.
Sixty beautiful articles.
Still going on, for a while, the surroundings of Yongdian are extremely beautiful.
The five beautiful and wonderful essays of the sixty great Confucian scholars were completely overshadowed by Yan Chuan's massive essays.
Yi Feng smiled and looked at an article.
On the opposite side, the sixty Confucian scholars were extremely dark.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, there must be plagiarism, there must be!" Chen Ping kept reading Yan Chuan's beautiful and wonderful articles, hoping to find a plagiarism.
But how is it possible to find it
Seventy! Eighty articles! Ninety articles! All are the first interviews.
Almost all Wanru stood on Yifeng's side. The sixty Confucian scholars reopened the peak literary meeting, completely making wedding dresses for others.
"Brother, let's go, today, we are completely defeated!" Wang Long said bitterly.
"Going? Take the plaque that my king gave, don't send it back again!" Yi Feng suddenly smiled.
Bailong immediately squeezed the plaque'Gu Fame and Diaoyu' into the hands of a great scholar.
Looking at the white robe in his hand, the sixty scholars looked extremely ugly.
"boom!"
The one hundred beautiful and wonderful articles hang up.
Hundreds of wonderful texts seem to piece together a magnificent mountain and river village.
"call!"
The Confucian cultivators were full of enthusiasm in their eyes, and some people were a little breathless when they were read by these wonderful articles.
One by one looked in the direction of the Dongfang Temple, more than just worship, as if there was a master sitting there.
Daehyun? Yan Chuan is Daxian! In a short period of time, hundreds of beautiful and wonderful articles, if this is not Daxian, who is Daxian
"Daxian, Yan Chuan, a role model for my generation!"
"Yan Chuan, really great!"
"With this hundred texts, you can move the world by yourself!"
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A group of Confucianists are not stingy with their words of praise.
The great Confucian scholars have been hit too much, and many people have to leave.
However, Liu Zilu stabilized, did not leave, but looked at Yifeng. If he really left this time, he would completely recognize the counsel, the seventy-two Confucian scholars, and his reputation.
Earth, and even Sima Yuntian, would be regarded as a good reputation
go? Can't go!
"Poetry, just one Er, Yi Feng? Would you dare to fight with me again?" Liu Zilu cried out.
When Liu Zilu drank, many of those who worship Yan Chuan cast contempt.
Liu Zilu now has lost his status as a Confucian scholar.
Are they all lost like this? Still holding on to? Fight again? Want to find a place from other sources
Liu Zilu didn't want to say that either, but he had to say it brazenly at this moment. If he didn't say it at this moment, there would be no chance of counterattack.
The great scholars looked at Liu Zilu unexpectedly, but quickly understood what Liu Zilu meant.
"Oh, I really opened my face to Sima Yuntian!" Dongfang Zhengpai suddenly smiled.
"What did you say?"
"Oriental decent, what do you mean?"
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The great scholars scolded.
The Eastern decent shrugged his shoulders and said no more, but the meaning in his words couldn't be more obvious. Who can't understand the nearly ten thousand Confucian scholars? This is scolding them for shame. Tower reading account: liuliu12345 You can also enter 120 characters!
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More and more Confucianists showed contempt.
"How do you want to fight?" Yi Feng smiled slightly.
Yi Feng came here just to delay Yan Chuan, so that these big Confucian scholars wouldn't be quarreling in two days.
"Fight chess!" Liu Zilu said solemnly.
Yi Feng suddenly showed a weird smile and said: "My king guessed right, you really want to fight chess!"
Qinqi, calligraphy and painting, just lost in poems and essays, the book, certainly not dared to fight, painting, painting and book in many places have the same effect, and the Confucian must not
Dare, as for the piano, the most difficult one to cultivate, if all Confucians can do their best, the best is chess.
"Why? Scared?" Chen Ping exclaimed.
"I'm not afraid, but I feel that you are very sad!" Yi Feng said lightly.
It's sad
The great scholars were immediately choked by Yi Feng!
"Come on, I will also meet you to see how capable you are, so-called'big scholars'!" Yi Feng said lightly.
"Only you?" Chen Ping showed a trace of contempt.
In any case, just now it was just to help Yan Chuan hang up, not Yi Feng's own ability.
"Why? Don't believe it again?" Yi Feng smiled.
The word "you" seemed to slap Chen Ping's face, and again? Why do you say "again"