Chapter 482: The Literary Meeting Begins (Part 3!)

Lingyun Jedi, somewhere at the foot of Li Mountain. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Have you heard? Have you heard?" a Dao Extreme Realm cultivator flew in the air, and said excitedly, "Everyone, this time it's going to be lively! Many cultural cultivators on Ningxin Island plan to hold a Lingyun Cultural Meeting before the assessment arrives!"

"Wenhui, Ningxin Island?" Suddenly, many monks sitting on the ground set their eyes on the southeast floating island, and many people got up directly, obviously eager to join in the fun.

The cultural meeting has always been very eye-catching!

Especially in the current Lingyun Jedi, where all kinds of cultural cultivators gather, everyone can imagine how wonderful it will be after the literary meeting begins!

For a while, many monks couldn't help but feast their eyes, and they turned into streamers one after another, shooting towards the southeast floating island!

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"Mother-in-law, is this Wenhui a tradition of the Lingyun Jedi?" After hearing the news, Lin Chen was not anxious, but asked slowly.

"No, I've never heard of it before!" Granny Wang frowned, glanced at Ningxin Island in the southeast, and immediately wondered, "I don't know what kind of fame those cultivators want to do this time!"

"No matter what their reputation, we won't make up for this excitement!" Lin Chen twisted his neck and said indifferently, "Let's wait for the test to start with peace of mind!"

Lin Chen rarely went to join in the fun, but Granny Wang and Zhou Ting could understand the reason...... Lin Chen was afraid to see Wen Xiu's fighting method, and he remembered that he couldn't be a Wen Xiu, which only increased his sadness.

Simply don't look at it!

However, the four words "Lingyun Wenhui" were like a violent wind sweeping towards the entire Lingyun Jedi.

For a time, half of the monks were ready to go and watch this unprecedented event.

Because of such a grand event, the names of some of them alone are enough to attract everyone's attention.

Zhang Tiannan, the first saint of the Nine Immortals Dynasty, Situ Yu, the first saint of the Western Chu Dynasty, and the first saint of Weiyun Daomen, Jinzhi......

A series of well-known names of Wenxiu have made countless monks show their admiration and want to have a glimpse of it!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

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Many monks couldn't hold back the desire in their hearts and flew to Ningxin Island one after another.

In the blink of an eye, half of the monks at the foot of the entire Li Mountain were missing.

At this time, a group of Wen Xiu flew down from Ningxin Island.

The four people in front of them pulled the four corners of a roll of white horizontal paper, and looked in the direction of Lin Chen's rest with arrogance.

"Selling fame?" many monks noticed this new scene, and their eyes followed closely, wanting to see what was going on.

In the end, that group of Wen Xiu came to Lin Chen and the three of them with a horizontal paper with the words "selling fame and fishing reputation".

"What are you doing?" Lin Chen obviously sensed the hostility of these Wen Xiu towards him, but he didn't know why, so he only asked in a deep voice.

"You are Lin Chen of the Crescent Moon Dynasty, this is Mr. Zhang Tiannan, let me wait for the invitation sent to you!" a Wen Xiu said disdainfully.

"Is this an invitation?" Lin Chen's expression was already ugly, and he obviously had a lot of anger in his heart.

But Na Wenxiu simply put down the next sentence: "Lin Chen, you are just a mediocre talent! You mediocrity, if you admit that you are selling your reputation and reputation, then you can be a turtle with a shrunken head here!"

After finishing speaking, these people threw the horizontal paper at Lin Chen's feet, and immediately flew back to Ningxin Island without looking back.

"Mediocrity, fame, and reputation, are they ...... I think I'm going to slap you in the face!" said Granny Wang with a frown.

"It's not just a slap in the face, but to make you discredited!" Zhou Ting said with an ugly face, "I guess it's someone who is trying to smear you and make those Wen Xiu remember to hate you!"

"It's okay to smear me, there will be a moment when the truth will be revealed!" Lin Chen said unhappily, "It's a pity that Lord Liang is not around this time, otherwise I must go to the meeting and let them know who is a mediocre talent!"

"So, are you going to go?" asked Granny Wang.

"That's right...... I'm not a Wen Xiu, I can only let them make trouble!" Lin Chen pouted and said helplessly.

"But if you don't go, don't you admit the four words on this horizontal paper?" said Granny Wang a little anxiously.

Lin Chen smiled slightly bitterly, as if he was determined to endure it.

Of course, he knew that this was a situation created by people with intentions, and the purpose was to frame himself and make himself lose face in front of such a crowd!

However, he didn't think that his own mouth alone could explain it!

Therefore, in order to avoid being ridiculed in public on Ningxin Island, he had no choice but to swallow his anger for the time being!

"It's a bit disgusting!" he said, glancing southeast, resentful in his heart.

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On Ningxin Island, at this time, the chimes and drums are playing, and the words are cultivated and the lotus flowers are beautiful, a grand occasion!

The horizontal paper has been sent over for a while, but Lin Chen has not seen him leave for a long time, which made Huang Funing overjoyed, and said in his heart: "Hahaha, Lin Chen is a turtle with a shrunken head, he doesn't dare to come out!

The rest of the Wen Xiu also smiled.

"It's still Mr. Zhang's thoughtfulness, even if Lin Chen doesn't dare to come over, it can still make him lose face!" said a Wen Xiu flatteringly.

"He's just a clown jumping off the beam, Mr. Zhang has a little trick, where does he have the ability to parry!"

Zhang Tiannan, who was sitting in the front row of Ningxin Island, touched his white porcelain beard and said with a slight smile: "The time is almost up, since this Lin Chen doesn't dare to come, our Lingyun Wenhui will be held on time!"

"Hmm!" the group of Wen Xiu nodded one after another.

"Lingyun Wenhui, begin!" A long voice quickly resounded in the Jedi.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

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There was another large wave of monks at the foot of Li Mountain, who couldn't help but be curious, and flew to Ningxin Island to observe.

However, Lin Chen still sat quietly, as if he didn't care at all.

Even the whispers of some monks beside him, Lin Chen regarded it as invisible, inaudible!

That roll of horizontal paper was lying quietly at Lin Chen's feet at the moment, but it was not torn by Lin Chen.

However, Zhou Ting, who has always had a good relationship with Lin Chen, knows very well that this is just the calm before the storm!

Although Lin Chen is not a literary cultivator, he seems powerless to resist.

But Zhou Ting understands that he will definitely find a way to get it back for such a humiliation!

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Ningxin Island.

With the official announcement of the beginning of the literary meeting, a group of literary cultivators stood up and saluted each other.

After that, more than a dozen Wen Xiu at the forefront stretched out their hands at the same time and pressed them slightly, and suddenly no one spoke again.

In the blink of an eye, Ningxin Island was silent.

Zhang Tiannan, who was in the forefront and in the middle, was obviously the most prestigious among all the literary cultivators, so he took the lead in taking a step, smiled slightly, and said politely to everyone: "Thank you for coming to participate in this grand event with me Zhang Tiannan!"