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Chapter 85: Seventh House Conference

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In the Donghai Academy, countless people gathered towards the central square of the Academy. Above the Seventh Palace, it became much deserted.

Ye Futian and Yu Sheng did not go, but in the courtyard.

But at this time, Yixiang came.

Moreover, not only was Yi Xiang, but Ye Futian was taken aback when he saw the people behind him, then smiled and said, "Teacher, Aunt Tang, why are you here?"

"You asked Tang Wan to tell me what she brought. I heard that the Donghai Academy is going to undergo a major change now, because I want to see the final appearance of the Donghai Academy." Tang Lan said, when Yi Xiang asked Ye Futian to tell Tang Lan what it was. , Ye Futian asked Tang Wan to tell Tang Lan.

Tang Lan looked at Yu Sheng again, and said, "You will become my junior brother in the future?"

Yu Sheng smiled honestly and shouted, "Senior Sister."

"Um..." Ye Futian felt something was wrong: "This relationship seems a bit messy. Wouldn't it be a generation higher than me for the rest of my life? No way, no way."

"Everything is different." Tang Lan glared at him: "I heard that you were very arrogant after entering the Donghai Academy. You passed the Luo Palace, beat Zhou Mu, killed the Ziwei Palace Tianjiao, and went to the Nandou Family. Cool?"

Ye Futian shuddered, and the teacher and Tang Lan must have been paying attention to the movement of the Xuegong.

"See your wife?" Hua Fengliu asked.

"Well, teacher, Madam Shimao has never forgotten you." Ye Futian nodded, and then he felt something was wrong. After turning his eyes, he saw Tang Lan looking at him with a smile. Ye Futian shuddered and shut up immediately and behaved. It's difficult.

"Take me to see your master." Hua Fengliu said again, and Ye Futian glanced at Yixiang, only to hear Yixiang open his mouth: "The Seventh Palace Conference will be held soon, I'm going to pass, and Ziwei Palace must be empty now. Now, your master and apprentice should be able to go up."

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded, walked forward and carried Hua Fengliu, the spell of the wind came and wrapped his body, and then the two bodies rose into the air.

In the sky, Hua Fengliu asked again: "Your teacher, how is she doing?"

"Well, it's good except for missing you. After seeing me, he said, "Teacher, you have a good vision and accept such an excellent disciple." Ye Futian smiled and said. He didn't tell his teacher what Nan Dou Wenshan said to him. The teacher knew that the teacher's wife lived like a walking corpse in the past few years, and it would be very uncomfortable.

"I haven't seen it for many days, and my face has become thicker. I haven't been kicked out of the house like this in front of your teacher?" Hua Fengliu said indifferently, and he was used to Ye Futian's shamelessness.

"How is it possible? When I left, the teacher said that she would be a fairy betrothed with me." Ye Futian said.

"Really?" Hua Fengliu asked.

"Teacher, do you think I would make such a joke."

Hua Fengliu smiled and said: "I believe, love Wu and Wu, it seems that your sister's feelings towards me remain the same as before."

"What is Aiwujiwu, am I too good? Can you be more narcissistic when you are old?" Ye Futian said speechlessly. This is too shameless, isn't it? Madam likes to be the reason why she became him, loves the house and wow

"You don't have any points in your heart?" Hua Fengliu's voice was cold, and Ye Futian admitted: "Teacher, it seems that I will never be able to surpass your old man."

Of course, he refers to the degree of narcissism.

"Don't be presumptuous. Being able to crush Zhou Mu proves that my vision is okay." Hua Fengliu said with a light smile.

"It's not easy to get your praise, so you are still very satisfied with defeating Teacher Zhou Mu?" Ye Futian said with a smile.

"Very cool." Hua Fengliu responded faintly, Ye Futian's face showed a bright smile, there was no way to heal the teacher's injury, at least he did something for the teacher.

On the Ziwei Palace, in the courtyard where the old Qin is located, when Ye Futian and Hua Fengliu came here, they only listened to the melodious sound of the piano. The old Qin was playing alone by his father. His ten fingers were calluses, but his fingering was superb and stable. White-haired, elegant and gentle, he didn't seem to know that someone was coming, and he still played quietly, as if the whole person was immersed in the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano turned softly and gradually subsided. With the trembling of the strings, the old Qin stopped, then his eyes turned, and he looked at Ye Futian and Hua Fengliu with a smile.

"Merry, you are here." Old Qin smiled kindly, and Hua Fengliu, who was tragically supported by Ye Futian, bends his knees, then knelt on the ground, kowtow to the old man, his head heavily on the ground.

When he raised his head, his eyes were red, and his hoarse voice sounded: "The disciple is not filial. I haven't been able to see you for so many years."

I think that when I saw Lao Qin enter his door for the first time that year, Lao Qin was full of vigor. Even when he left, Lao Qin was not the same at this moment. I didn’t expect to see the teacher again for many years. The old man was in a dying year, as if The oil lamp may run out at any time.

"Happy, get up." Old Qin's voice was serious, Hua Fengliu kowtow again, and then stood up with the help of Ye Futian, and said: "The disciple has lived up to the teacher's expectations."

"You and my master and apprentice can meet again in this life. I'm already very satisfied. I don't have to say this." Old Qin laughed again and said gently: "What's more, I like Jieyu and Futian very much, two little guys. All are very good, Futian has a better talent than you."

Hua Fengliu smiled and said: "This kid has a good talent, but he has a stubborn temper, so he didn't make the teacher angry."

"How come, Futian's temperament is better than you." Old Qin looked at Ye Futian and smiled: "He and Jieyu are also very good friends. You and Wenyin should support them more and don't let them go your old path."

"The disciple understands." Hua Fengliu nodded and glanced at Ye Futian beside him, only to see Ye Futian's triumphant smile, Hua Fengliu glared at him.

"Futian." Old Qin looked at Ye Futian again, and said: "I am old and can't do a lot of things. Your teacher's injury depends on you."

"Master, don't worry, as long as I live, I will definitely find a way to cure the teacher." Ye Futian nodded seriously.

"Stupid boy, don't say bad words, naturally you will live well." Old Qin stared at Ye Futian.

"Master has the final say." Ye Futian smiled and nodded: "Master should also take care of your body. In the future, I will get married with Jieyu, Master, you will come to be a witness."

"Okay, okay..." The old man smiled extraordinarily happily, and nodded constantly.

"Teacher, you must have had a bad time in Ziwei Palace these years." Hua Fengliu looked at the old man in front of him: "It's better to leave here with the disciple."

"Merry, your teacher has spent most of his life in Ziwei Palace, no matter how the Ziwei Palace changes, but after all, I am still from Ziwei Palace.

"Master, I am afraid that Donghai Academy will change after today, do you really not consider leaving?" Ye Futian also persuaded.

Hearing his words, Old Qin looked into the distance. Although he did not go out, he knew what had happened to the Donghai Academy and sighed secretly in his heart.

……

While Ye Futian and the others were chatting on Ziwei Palace, countless figures of Donghai Academy gathered in the central square.

At this moment, there is a sea of people, the surrounding stands are full of friends, and the big figures of the Seventh House sit in the middle of all directions, the most conspicuous. Besides, there are many family figures in Donghai City.

Those who are eligible to sit have extraordinary identities.

But no matter who it is, most of their eyes are focused on the same prescription at this moment.

The main direction, that is, the position of the strong Ziwei Palace, a figure walked to the top position, he stood there at will, but like an emperor descending on the world, his eyes looked around the crowd, and the bright eyes penetrate With a touch of looking down on the world, beside him, there were Hua Xiang, the lord of Ziwei Palace, and the lord of Donghai Mansion Xia Feng.

"Is that the prince? It is really extraordinary, a natural emperor." Everyone looked at Luo Junlin, his temperament was too outstanding, it made people feel difficult to approach, and the aura was too strong.

Countless figures stood up one after another, bowed in that direction and shouted: "Well, see your Royal Highness, and see Hua Xiang."

Luo Junlin's eyes were extremely calm, without any waves, he swept towards everyone, and said lightly, "Sit."

After all, he took the lead, and the people took their seats one after another.

They knew that the young man sitting there at the moment will be the king of Nandou Kingdom in the future, and will be in charge of the world.

Luo Junlin is not only distinguished, his temperament, appearance, and talent are all as dazzling as his identity, and countless young women's beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance, faintly looking forward to something.

"The temperament of His Royal Highness is much better than Zhou Mu." In the direction of the Lin family, Xiao He next to Lin Xiyue murmured. The most outstanding young man she had ever met was Zhou Mu, the painter's disciple.

"The painting saint senior is there, and Zhou Mu is also there." Xiaohe looked at the figure beside the palace lord of the Ziwei Palace. He was indeed the painting saint, and Zhou Mu stood quietly behind the painting saint.

Lin Xiyue's beautiful eyes looked at the crowd, as if looking for something. However, he did not see him. He was practicing in Wuqu Palace, but the disciples of Wuqu Palace did not see him either.

At this moment, in the direction of Ziwei Palace, the deputy palace lord Han Mo stood up and took a step toward the front. He saw his hands stretched out, and the sound of the vast space gradually subsided and gradually quieted down.

"His Royal Highness and Hua Xiang personally came to my Donghai Academy. This is a glorious glory that I have never had before in the history of Donghai Academy for more than 300 years. After a few years, what happened today will surely be recorded in the history of Donghai Academy. "Han Mo said loudly and said: "His Royal Highness and Hua Xiang have high hopes for me in the East China Sea Academy. Therefore, today’s Seven Palace Conference is held. With this opportunity, my Seventh Palace disciples in the East China Sea Academy have a chance. Show off your talents in front of the Prince Palace."

Everyone’s eyes flickered and each had their own thoughts. Before Ye Futian blocked the door, Ziwei Palace and Tianfu Palace often provoke the disciples of other palaces, perhaps they are creating a trend, but Ziwei Palace did not expect that all this was broken by Ye Futian. .

Now, taking the opportunity of the prince and Hua Xiang, Ziwei Palace initiated the Seven Palace Conference, its purpose is no longer a secret.

Of course, there are still many people who can have the opportunity to perform in front of the prince and the Huaxiang. After all, for ordinary disciples of the Donghai Academy, whether the Seven Palaces of the Donghai Academy are co-located or merged, it has nothing to do with them!