The wind howled, and the rain poured down.

The thunder and lightning broke through the dark clouds and split the thick mist, as if it exploded in everyone's eyes, making many people's scalps a little numb.

Yun Mengze's celestial phenomena are indeed a little terrifying.

But.

This did not stop the boats on the Nu River from heading towards the Great Lake.

At this time, several men and women with swords on their backs in the pavilion were all coldly staring at the ships that began to dock, and fierce sword intent burst out from their bodies, slowly surrounding the entrance of the pavilion, making the young man who hurried in the rain stunned.

These young people who came in the rain were all of extraordinary temperament and looked like they were in their twenties.

"Chen Ze has seen you. ”

A young man in white walked to the pavilion, saluted everyone, looked at the man and woman with the sword on his back with some doubts, frowned and said, "What do you mean by this?"

"Who are you?"

A young man with a sword on his back said with a calm face, but with some doubts in his vigilance.

It seems that these people are not coming at them, and they do not have the slightest killing intent on their bodies, but they look a little confused.

This is to make them secretly relieved in their hearts.

At this time, more and more young people walked down from the boat, all of them hurriedly walked towards the pavilion, looking at the man and woman with swords on their backs who stopped in front of the pavilion suspiciously, and one of the young men frowned and said: "You stopped us, do you want to monopolize the Shenlai Pavilion? This is not in accordance with the rules, right?"

The man and woman with the sword on their backs glanced at each other, then stepped aside slightly to make way for their position.

But there is still no letting of the eye.

The young man who walked into the pavilion looked at the young man with the sword on his back with some doubts, and some of his brows furrowed slightly.

These young men with swords on their backs don't look like literati, but like people from the sword country.

This is because the people of the Sword Country are too sharp, and everyone is like a long sword out of the sheath. However, there were also many young people's eyes that involuntarily fell on Feng Qingyan, and they were suddenly amazed by the white-clothed demeanor, and couldn't help but show some surprise.

Dragon Chapter Phoenix!

Who is this person, who has such a demeanor?

At this time, both men and women with swords on their backs were very puzzled, what were these saint dao literati doing when they came to the pavilion? Now that the pavilion was occupied by more and more saint dao literati, it was not interesting for them to continue to stay, they looked at each other and walked out of the pavilion at a glance, and quickly swept towards the big ship.

"Who are these?"

When the man and woman with swords on their backs returned to the big boat, someone in the pavilion asked suspiciously.

"I'm afraid it's a person from the Sword Country. ”

Chen Zedao.

"The people of the Sword Country, what are the people of the Sword Kingdom doing when they come to the Shenlai Pavilion?" A young man was stunned, and couldn't help laughing, and said, "Could it be that a reckless man also wants to compete with us for the Shenlai Pen?"

"Even if they get the magic pen, will they use it?"

"I'm afraid I can't even write big characters. ”

"Boiled crane burning qin!"

"Cow chews peony!"

Many young people in the pavilion burst out laughing.

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised when he heard this, he didn't expect that it was Chongyun Mengshen who came to write, no wonder there were so many ships in such a terrifying thunderstorm.

Zhou Tianxia's four four treasures:

Yunmeng God comes to the pen, Tianbi is not old, Jiannan Xuehuaxuan, and the East China Sea Dragon Yin Yan.

But now, with Feng Qingyan's identity and status, as well as the realm, he has little interest in the world-shattering divine pen.

Among the four treasures of the study, the pen of the cloud dream god is the most rare, and the value far exceeds that of the other three treasures. The young man of the Sword Kingdom said it well, the spirit can be born in the pen of God, and it can even put the finishing touch, and the power is very terrifying......

At this time, there were more and more literati in the pavilion, but they were all in their early twenties.

And.

Feng Qingyan also saw several girls, which surprised him.

"In this situation, it is rare for us to gather together, so why don't we write a poem?" a literati proposed, which was immediately recognized by many people and echoed one after another.

While everyone was chanting poetry, Feng Qingyan looked at the dark forest ahead.

But as time passed.

The rain did not stop, but became more and more intense, forcing the literati to return to their boats to take shelter.

"This brother, please come to the boat and have a meeting. ”

There were young people who came forward to invite.

"No need, I'm just passing by, going into the pavilion to take shelter from the rain, and just look at the rain by the way. Feng Qingyan said, looked at the wind and rain that did not stop, and said, "Although the rain has not been pavilion and the wind has not stopped, it is almost over, and it is time to leave." ”

He saluted the young man, walked out of the pavilion, and said to Qing Mang, "Let's go." ”

"No. ”

Qing Mang immediately trotted back to the ox cart and put on his pèi head. Although the wind and rain have not stopped, the king said to go, and he will naturally go, and there is no need to ask anything.

At this time, the young man in the pavilion looked at Feng Qingyan with some doubts, didn't he come to the pavilion to ask God to write?

But who is such a demeanor?

"In Xia Chen Ze, dare to ask Brother Taizun's surname?" Chen Ze, who had not yet returned to the boat to take shelter from the rain, saluted Feng Qingyan who walked out of the pavilion.

Although the wind and rain fell, it did not fall on Feng Qingyan.

The dripping water is not close.

This scene made several young people in the pavilion a little surprised.

"In the lower seal Qingyan. ”

Feng Qingyan walked on the side of the ox cart.

As soon as his name came out, the young people in the pavilion were all shocked, and their faces immediately appeared excited.

"Meet the canonization. ”

"Meet the canonization. ”

The young people in the pavilion all saluted respectfully and excitedly.

At this time, the people scattered on the boats in the great lake seemed to hear faintly, and immediately ran out of the boat, and looked excitedly at the ox cart.

It's a pity that the canonization has already walked on the ox cart, and Qing Mang also pulled the ox cart to the dark forest.

"No wonder there is such a demeanor, it is actually canonized!"

"Canonization, please stay. ”

There were not only young people, but also middle-aged and elderly people on board, all watching the ox cart leave.

On the big ship of the Sword Country.

At this time, there were also many figures, and some surprise appeared on their faces, they really couldn't imagine that each other was actually a world-famous canonization.

And in the pavilion, they were also rude to canonization.

This made several young men with swords on their backs suddenly blushing and reddening.

Although they are not members of the Holy Word, and they do not read the holy scriptures, they know courtesy, righteousness, honesty, and filial piety and faithfulness.

"So he was canonized. ”

A woman with a sword on her back realized it, and then became a little curious, "Senior brother, what is the realm of canonization?"

"It seems to be the realm of scholars, right?"

A young man with a sword on his back thought for a moment and said, although they had heard of the canonization of the Daimyo, they didn't know much about it. After all, the Sword Kingdom does not belong to the Holy Dao world, and it doesn't care too much about the affairs of the literati.

"Saint Talent Scholar Realm?"

The woman with the sword on her back was surprised, and her face was full of astonishment.

"What's so strange about this? Although his name is shocking to the world, he is about the same age as us. The young man with the sword on his back said, thought about it and said, "I heard that it has been less than two and a half years since the canonization entered the Burial Mountain Academy, and when the canonization entered the Burial Mountain Academy, there was no Kaiwen Palace. ”

"Isn't that that less than two and a half years old, and he has become a literary teacher?"

The woman with the sword on her back was shocked.

"In less than two and a half years, Kaiwen Palace, the creation of holy arts, the destruction of the secluded capital, the sealing of the void saint, the destruction of the weird, the clearing of the netherworld, and the suppression of the ghost emperor ......"

A woman with a sword on her back in a white cloak walked out, looked in the direction where ......the ox cart left, and said, "This, how can it be compared to the realm of the literary master?

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