The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Wang Long, Chen Ping and the others are among the sixty people.

In the center of the great hall, there is a huge plaque.

"Selling fame and fishing reputation"

It is very eye-catching.

The thirty-two Confucian scholars who were humiliated in the Hall of Yong Temple are complexion pale at this moment, looking towards the other twenty-eight white clothed man with great respect.

"Senior Brother!" Chen Ping said ugly on his face.

"I underestimated Yan Chuan, senior Brothers, please punish me!" Wang Long stood up and said.

Everyone looked at Wang Long coldly.

The first square-faced said solemnly: "If you don’t find out the situation, you will provoke? It is indeed your fault!"

"You can't blame Wang Long, Yan Chuan. At such a young age, who would have thought that he had such accomplishments?" Another great scholar said solemnly.

"Senior Brothers, we have lost and lost the face of the teacher. Please also ask Senior Brothers to seek justice for us!" Chen Ping said seriously.

"Get justice? hmph!" A group of great scholars coldly snorted looked towards Chen Ping.

Chen Ping dare not say more.

The leading Confucian thought for a while and said: "Yan Chuan has signed up to compete for the title of God, and the battle with us is inevitable! We must not remain indifferent to this defeat!"

"Liu Senior Brother Lu, do you want to report to the teacher?" Wang Long asked.

Leader Liu Zilu, shook the head and said: "At this moment, the teacher is carrying the Ten Second Senior Brother and will not manage foreign affairs!"

"Yes, I can't disturb the teacher! Teacher at this moment At a critical juncture, this trip is vying for the title of the gods, and the teacher will not make an all-out move until the time of the fight!" said another Confucian scholar.

"This time, the teacher not only competed for the title of the gods, but also a major event to do. It must be a teacher major event!" Liu Zilu nodded.

"Senior Brother is the biggest here, Liu Zi Senior Brother Lu, what do you say?" Wang Long said.

Liu Zilu thought slightly for a while: "The pen is great, but the article is not only based on words. When the teacher traveled around the world, he wrote some beautiful articles, such as Heaven and Earth. The article was given to us, and that is a height that Yan Chuan will never reach!"

"Yes, the article is a natural, beautiful article, you can’t just write it. In many cases, it depends on fate. I don't believe that Yan Chuan can write a splendid article at will. Even if he can write an article, he is also impossible to write Second Chapter. It depends on fate and providence!" Another great scholar nodded and said.

"Senior Brother is wise!" Chen Ping immediately praised.

"It's just a pity, such a beautiful essay, it's a pity that you want to ruin this ruin!" Wang Long faintly sighed.

"It's a pity? It's a pity, this is just the beginning, don't we have anything other than articles?" Liu Zilu sneered.

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In Giant Deer City! A restaurant.

A seat is fat, with two men sitting, one dressed in white clothed, and it is the White Tiger whose name has been changed by Miao Miao, and it is called White Dragon at the moment.

There is also a man with an extremely free and easy appearance next to him. He has black hair and an azure Confucian gown. He looks extraordinary.

White Dragon listens to the restaurant talks.

"Young Master is really amazing. We just entered the city, there is news of Young Master everywhere? Defeating the crowd?" White Dragon exclaimed.

"Wen Dou Qun Confucian? Where is the king, he is so dazzling!" The man in Qingyi Confucian robe was faintly sighed.

"Mr. Yi Feng, since we know that Young Master is in the Dongfangdian, let's go! I can't wait, Young Master's poems are really so powerful?" White Dragon breathes deeply excitedly said.

Yi Feng, the veteran Imperial Tutor of Yan Country, once played against Yan Chuan, and then stayed at Yan Capital to set up the overall situation of Yan Country for Yan Chuan!

"No hurry, at least wait until I finish drinking this sip!" Yi Feng slightly smiled.