The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 12: Three free plaques

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The arrival of Yi Feng makes Yan Chuan feel happy!

Yan Chuan and Yi Feng recounted the past outside the Oriental Palace, and suddenly a black line appeared on the face of the sixty scholars. This is naked Luo's neglect, I am waiting for the sixty Confucian scholars, will not be in your eyes?

Daru Chen Ping was about to stare at him to drink.

The great scholar Liu Zilu waved his hand to stop Chen Ping's impulse.

Looking into the distance, Liu Zilu was slightly worried.

Wave another hand.

A great scholar nodded.

Another huge monument appeared, and another scroll was gently hung up.

Wan Ru 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.

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.

Bell the desert! It's endless, and the sun is extremely hot.

Although they are in Julu City, looking at this character, everyone has the feeling of entering the great desert.

This is not a painting, it is a character, a poem, and it is written in words of a desert landscape, which immediately attracted 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, the hot desert day seems to evaporate the sea next to it.

"Boom!"

The aura of the desert once again pressed the shadow of the opposite side, and the oppression of cold and heat made the peerless majesty shrunk by about half.

The poem by Yan Chuan has been completely overwhelmed above the literary momentum.

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 Yifeng also slowly turned around.

Suddenly saw the holy scene outside the Hall of Yong.

"Meow, Yan Chuan, your poem has been suppressed!" Meow shouted suddenly.

"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 Magnificent Waves", "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. This group of 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, the Oriental decent sect suddenly exclaimed: "Where is it so easy, the pen shows the weather, the weather may not be arbitrary, you must use the beautiful text to control it, the beautiful text, 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.

"Hehe, I have a lot of these kinds of articles!" Yan Chuan said lightly.

"Huh? No way!" Dongfang Zhengpai said in surprise.

"You are waiting here, Yi Feng follows me into the hall!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Okay!" Although Dongfang Zhengpai didn't believe it, he nodded.

Bailong, holding the plaque of ‘Gu Fame and Fishing’, stood with Dongfang Zhengpai and watched Yan Chuan, Yifeng, and Miao Miao walk back to the Oriental Hall.

"Marina!" The door slammed shut.

On the other side, Wang Long raised his brows: "Is this Yan Chuan scared? He is going to run away?"

Chen Ping suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, I'm doing a turtlehead again!"

"Teacher's ordinary calligraphy and painting are not comparable to that of the Ruzi and Xiaoer!" Another great 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 Oriental Hall, 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.

"Hmm!" A group of big scholars nodded.

Wan Ru was also curious at this moment. Many people thought Yan Chuan was scared. However, the sixty Confucian scholars waited patiently, and the Confucian cultivators immediately calmed down.

In the Oriental Palace!

"Meow! Another roll!" Meow exclaimed excitedly.

In a blink of an eye, a hundred scrolls were placed on a 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. This is more troublesome to explain. He was an emperor in his previous life, and the number one scholar in 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 is much larger than that of Julu Academy. There are many talented people, and every piece of beautiful and wonderful essays are constantly handed to Yanchuan's desk during the imperial examination.

Yan Chuan only picked a hundred of them.

Can you be worse than the top scholar?

Moreover, this is still a bunch of champions!

The poem written by Yan Chuan before is just a poem by a Wu Zhuangyuan.

I haven't seen Sima Yuntian yet, do you want to do your best?

"Wang, are you going to let the minister go?" Yi Fengxin understood.

"Yes, next, I have more important things to do. You will pass these acid scholars on my behalf. As for chess, I am sure that none of them can have you as strong as you! Use strengths and avoid weaknesses to hold me back For a period of time, 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.

"Hmm!" 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 scholars in the Yongdian Temple in the distance immediately refreshed.

"Yan Chuan really dare to come out!" Chen Ping showed a trace of disdain.

Yan Chuan walked ahead, and Yi Feng came out holding a large stack of scrolls.

Looking at the one hundred scrolls that Yi Feng held out.

The faces of the great scholars in the distance twitched.

"Is this Yan Chuan crazy? Can't he really write it, and he wrote 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, nearly Wan Ruxiu also showed incomprehension. What are you doing with a stack of scrolls?

"Yan Chuan, what are you guys?" Dongfang Zhengpai asked in a puzzled way.

"Bailong, you help me protect Yifeng's safety, pay attention, Yifeng's safety is the first!" Yan Chuan looked at Bailong.

"Yes!" Bai Long said solemnly.

"Thank the king!" 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 nodded decently.

"Since this is the case, then I am going to retreat first!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Close, retreat? What about those great 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 this moment.

Speaking, 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.

Liu Zilu squinted his eyes and watched Yi Feng and Bai Long fly over.

Oriental decent faction took a look, stayed outside the Oriental Hall and stood guard, spontaneously protecting Yan Chuan.

In the Oriental Hall.

"Miao Miao, install the books in the hall first, don't break these!" Yan Chuan said to Miao Miao.

"Meow!"

Miaomiao’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 going to break 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?"

"Baiditian!" Yan Chuan said solemnly--

Yongdian.

On the high platform.

Bailong slowly descended on the high platform with a strong wind.

Looking at the plaque of "Putting Fame and Fishing" in Bailong's hand, a group of great scholars 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 doesn't Yan Chuan come?" Chen Ping shouted.

Yi Feng smiled slightly.

"My king is going to defeat Sima Yuntian, how can I waste any effort on you people!" Yi Feng said lightly.

"What?" Chen Ping's eyes 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 is not humble, but that he cannot be humble. At this moment, it represents Yan Chuan. It represents the upcoming country. How can a big country keep its sigh?

"Yan Chuan is scared! Haha!" Chen Ping smiled disdainfully.

Shaking his head, Yi Feng said: "Wang is disdain to take action, I am enough!"

"Just you? Hahaha!" Chen Ping laughed.

A lot of Confucian scholars laughed. Yifeng Jingjing cultivation base, just like this, still want to fight against the Confucian alone?

"Why do you all laugh?" Yi Feng was not angry, and said lightly.

"It's your age...!" Chen Ping was about to scoff.

Just half of the story, I can't go on. It seems that Yan Chuan is younger.

Yifeng smiled slightly and said: "Under Yifeng, this time, I will give a plaque to my king three. I hope you don't refuse any more!"

Speaking, Bailong once again presented the plaque of "Selling Fame and Fishing for Fame"! (To be continued)

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