The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Yes!"

"Zou Qianqiu!" Bai Ditian indifferently said.

"Here!"

"You go to the hometown of Yan Chuan and collect all the materials of Yan Chuan for me, quickly go and quickly return, this person is too evil!" Bai Ditian said solemnly.

"Yes!"

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Giant Deer City.

Chen Ping was the one who suffered the most when talking about Fengshen Temple in the whole city.

In the old days aloof and remote, when returning to Giant Deer City, under the momentum, the image of 72 Confucian scholars overwhelmed the countless Confucian groups in Giant Deer City.

But today, the humiliated body is incomplete. The glorious image is completely ruined.

Sitting in a great hall, looking at the sign in front of him that reads "Fame for Fame", my eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. Several times, the brand must be broken to vent the hatred.

"huhuhuhu!"

A lot of footsteps came outside the hall.

Suddenly, thirty-one white clothed Confucian scholars walked in.

"Junior Brother, what the hell is going on?" The Confucian cultivators shouted as soon as they entered the great hall.

"Senior Brother, you have to call the shots for me, today............!" Chen Ping was bitter and bitter.

When talking about the daytime affairs, a group of Confucianists were very angry.

"Impossible, the younger generation, dare to compete with the Master for the awarding strategy?"

"hmph, he not only humiliated Junior Brother, but also humiliated all of our senior and junior Brothers, I am discrediting the Master even more!"

"The arrogant villain!"

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A group of senior and junior brothers scolded one after another.

But there are also some great scholars who looked towards the plaque written by Yan Chuan.

"Selling fame and fishing reputation? Awesome righteousness!" A big scholar said solemnly.

"Senior Brother, this Yan Chuan seems to have some ability!" said another great scholar.

"Senior Brother, this hatred must be repaid, otherwise, our image will really be ruined! In the future, Master will open up academy, how will it serve the public?" Chen Ping worried.

"Yes, I can't just forget it!" The great Confucian scholars all nodded.

"Wang Senior Brother Long, you are the 41st dísciple of the Master, the Senior Brother of all of us, we are headed by you, do you say, do this?" Everyone looked towards a gray-haired old man. Tao.

Wang Long thought for a while, and finally nodded and said: "Yes, this matter is not forgotten, must suppress Yan Chuan's arrogance again!"

"Senior Brother, I have one Thoughts!" A big scholar said suddenly.

"oh?"

"Before I came here, I checked Yan Chuan's information, and I found some information. This Yan Chuan, according to his father Yan Tao's information, It should be very young. Although he writes good handwriting, how about it? How can it be better than us? We have a literary meeting and invite the Giant Deer City thousands of scholars to participate, and the literary will meet friends, and then Yan Chuan will be invited to participate!" The great scholar thought for a while.

"Yes, yes, Yan Chuan can only point to crooked ways at most, and above the literary society, everything is heroic in literary theory. Once everyone's poems are published, Yan Chuan will be ashamed and unable to show one's face! "Another NPC Confucian said.

"Wenhui? Okay, Wenhui!" Wang Long nodded.

"Also, bring a pen!" Wang Long said solemnly.

Chen Ping quickly handed out a brush.

Reversed the plaque of'Selling Fame and Fishing for Fame', Wang Long solemnly wrote on it.

"Invitation card!"

With two words, the great hall is filled with righteousness.

"At that time, give this plaque to Yan Chuan, and let him use it as an invitation to participate in our literary meeting!" Wang Long wiped his beard and said with a sneer.

"Senior Brother is wise. In this way, if Yan Chuan refuses to come, it means that he has admitted to his reputation. If he is willing to come, wait until I wait for the scholars, let him return with a plaque!" Chen Ping Excited.