Hearing the sound of the system, Ye Tian slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a light breath of turbidity, and then, a wisp of pale white mist slowly rose and finally dissipated.

"Start the draw. ”

"A random draw is going on... Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the enhanced ninjutsu: Thunder Escape, Black Spot!"

"Lei Dun blackboard eraser, electric teacher, Yang Yongxin?... This name..."With a huge brain hole, the corners of Ye Tian's mouth twitched slightly.

"Ding! Remind the host, the ninjutsu is called Black Spot, not a blackboard eraser, which is equivalent to the intermediate martial art of the local plane, once released, it can condense the black thunder and lightning into the shape of a leopard, and attack the enemy to cause a lot of damage, strengthening the general effect: the host can detonate the thunder leopard on the way to run, releasing a large area of thunder and lightning. ”

"With the host's current strength, detonating ninjutsu can only paralyze enemies in the same realm, and it can't cause much damage. ”

"Okay, but it's the first time I've seen a strengthened ninjutsu, the single skill has a high attack power, and the group skill can be controlled, and the effect seems to be good, so it's a surprise ninjutsu. ”

Ye Tian smiled, although the thunder-attribute martial arts ninjutsu is not as high as the metallic attack power, the speed is very fast, and it can be regarded as a weakened version of the fusion of metallic and wind attributes.

The attribute that all belligerent martial artists want to condense the most is the thunder attribute, because in battle, the thunder attribute martial arts are much more powerful than the metallic one.

"By the way, Erbo, the strength of the Tianwu Continent is obviously respected, why would anyone study poetry? Is it to cultivate sentiment?" Thinking of the poetry club mentioned by Bai Mingxuan, Ye Tian couldn't help but be curious.

"Remind the host that there are four branches of cultivation in the current world, Confucianists, who focus on studying poetry and songs, and cultivating Confucianism from them to help break through the realm.

Buddha cultivators comprehend the power of the scriptures, and the Buddha Yuan produced can replace Wu Yuan in battle.

Demon cultivators are the most powerful, but condensing demonic energy is easy to make people lose their original mind, and it will shorten their lifespan, so not many people are willing to cultivate demons.

Among them, the most are martial cultivators, because of their strong comprehensive combat effectiveness and diversified cultivation, they seem to be casual and not boring, and compared with Confucianism and Buddha, their breakthrough is simpler. ”

"Oh, I said, how could anyone study poetry in this kind of world, it turned out that it was also for cultivation... Erbo, if I want to participate in the poetry club in the evening and be recognized as a master of poetics by everyone, will there be any rewards for my achievements?"

"Ding! As long as there are thirty Confucian cultivators, who are convinced to call the host a master of poetics, the host can get a chance to win a high-level lottery, but the achievement reward is only once. ”

Ye Tian nodded, and immediately formed a cultivation handprint, and his eyes slowly closed.

The night has come, the lonely crescent moon hangs high in the sky, exuding a sad moonlight, the streets of Lingxi City are full of people, and many Confucian cultivators in scholarly white robes are heading for a certain mansion.

"Knock knock!"

Hearing a knock on the door, Ye Tian stopped meditating and opened the door.

"Brother Ye, it's almost time, we can go to the book club. Bai Mingxuan smiled lightly, and Mo Yan Lengfeng behind him was also ready early.

"Good. Nodding, Ye Tian closed the door and immediately walked down the stairs of the inn with Bai Mingxuan and the others.

Because there were people ordering food in the distinguished box, Zheng Yong was not in the lobby, but went to the back kitchen to add the liquid medicine he had prepared to the dishes.

At this time, there was a good-looking woman in red sitting at the counter, Ye Tian and the others recognized it at a glance, this woman was Xiaolian, the maid in the wind and forests.

"Are the adults used to living in Yongle Building?" Xiaolian saw the appearance of Ye Tian and his party, and immediately walked out, bowing respectfully.

"Not bad, very attentive service. Ye Tian said with a smile, every time there is a meal in the past two days, Zheng Yong will arrange for the little maid to send some dishes to their room, although a martial artist like them does not feel hungry even if he does not eat for several months, but it is not bad to be able to eat these medicinal foods for free to strengthen the body.

"By the way, the Dingtai mercenary team shouldn't have come to make trouble in the past two days, right?

Thinking of the mercenary's strong attitude in the past, Ye Tian asked curiously, after all, Ding Chengshan and Tai Guangnian were both killed by him, and they had nothing to do with Yongle Building, if the mercenary team came here to make trouble, he would naturally take action to solve it, since he and Bai Mingxuan had not left the door for the past two days, they didn't know if such a thing had happened.

"That's not true, the news of Ding Chengshan's death has been completely spread, and the deputy captain has not returned for a long time, about ninety or so casual mercenaries have chosen to leave the team, and now they are still in the mercenary team base, I am afraid that there will be no more than ten people, most of these people are one-star or two-star martial artists, with their strength, they dare not come to Yongle Building to make trouble. Xiaolian said politely.

"That's good. Ye Tian was surprised, and then nodded, he didn't expect that there were so many people in the Dingtai mercenary team, and the scale of this hundred people was already comparable to some small mercenary groups.

"Also, thank you to a few adults for helping the slave maid, otherwise..."Xiaolian's eyes were red and grateful, and when she thought of Ding Chengshan's evil eyes before, she couldn't help but shudder, and didn't dare to think about it further.

"Girl, you don't need to say thank you, we still have to participate in the poetry club, so we won't chat. Ye Tian waved his hand, he killed Ding Chengshan for the entire trial team, and only indirectly helped Xiaolian.

"Okay, grown-ups, slow down. Sending Ye Tian and the others to the door, Xiaolian said respectfully.

Walking on the bustling streets, in order to keep a low profile, the four of them have converged their realm atmosphere.

Ye Tian also put the two badges on his chest in the storage ring, but even so, the group of them walked on the street, still attracting the attention of many people.

And these eyes basically fell on Mo Yan.

In their eyes, Mo Yan exuded a cold and arrogant aura from top to bottom, like a lotus flower that was clean and self-reliant, unwilling to go along with the world.

"Brother Ye, we need to find someone to inquire about the location of the mentorship meeting. Bai Mingxuan reminded that although he knew that Lingxi City would hold a poetry club tonight, he didn't know where to participate.

Ye Tian nodded, walked up to a Confucian martial artist, and asked, "This benevolent brother, I don't know where the Poetry Friends Association will be held?"

"A few of them shouldn't be locals, right?" The white-robed Confucian was slightly stunned after hearing this, and immediately wondered, the poetry friends association in Lingxi City is held once every six months, and almost everyone in the city knows the location of the banquet, but these people don't know, obviously they have just come to Lingxi City.

Then, the white-robed Confucian looked at Ye Tian and his party curiously, and when his eyes swept to Mo Yan, his eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of amazement, but because he was intoxicated with poetry and cultivating his mood, he didn't stay too long.

"These people want to participate in the poetry club?" the white-robed Confucian muttered in his heart, the person in front of him was dressed in the costume of a bounty hunter, although he deliberately hid the realm, but the occasional killing aura made people feel awe-inspiring, and the muscles of the whole body bulged behind him, and the only woman who had an amazing face, but was extremely cold and didn't like to speak, and the only one who looked like a literati was the man in white.

"Yes, we are indeed not from this city, and out of wanting to participate in the poetry club, I asked Brother Ren about the location of the event. Ye Tian nodded undeniably.

Hearing this, the white-robed Confucian came back to his senses, coughed lightly and said with a light smile, "I don't know if there are invitations for a few of you." ”

"Do I have to provide an invitation to participate in the poetry club?" Ye Tian was a little puzzled, it stands to reason that this kind of banquet is all about poetry and literature, not cultivation experience, shouldn't everyone from all over the world be able to participate, why do you still need an invitation.

"The poetry club will be held in the Su family courtyard, and Su Yi Gongzi will greet all the Confucian scholars at the door, if there is no invitation, you need to recite the poems you have created, and only if Su Yi Gongzi feels that the people who come here have a certain poetic background, they will make an exception and let them go. The white-robed Confucian said.

"In other words, if you don't have an invitation and don't create poems, you can't participate in the poetry club?" Ye Tian frowned slightly, but he also understood, after all, this kind of gathering of literati and scholars was afraid of destroying the original poetic mood, so he didn't like to invite irrelevant people.

"The Poetry Friends Association is a banquet held for the exchange of poetry and poetry, and even the local big forces are not invited, but the alchemist can lead people into it without being invited. The white-robed martial artist was not displeased because he was asked many times, but explained carefully.

"That's good. After that, Ye Tian put the badge of the second-grade alchemist back on his chest, and immediately asked, "This benevolent brother should also be preparing to participate in the poetry club, right? Why don't we go together?"