"Just arrived?" Yan Chuan looked at Mo Yuxi.

"You've already said this in your letter, so we're naturally coming straight for us, just arrived!" Mo Yuxi nodded.

"Young Master Yan, the sword formation just now is really powerful!" Suzaku said excitedly.

At this time, the emperor walked out of the Eastern Palace.

The emperor suddenly appeared, and everyone was slightly surprised and looked at the emperor together.

"Is it her?" Suzaku and Xuanwu both changed their faces, and they still remembered the fierceness of the emperor last time.

"Jade Emperor Sword Formation, it's a pity that your cultivation is too low now, otherwise you don't need the assistance of the formation at all!" the emperor said lightly.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly and did not refute.

"Huh?" Suzaku, Xuanwu, and the others looked strange.

"Where do I live?" said the emperor lightly.

"Yifeng, take the emperor to the side hall!" Yan Chuan looked at Yifeng.

"Yes!" Yifeng nodded.

Mo Yuxi looked at the emperor unexpectedly, and finally didn't ask anything.

Mr. Wen Ruo looked at the emperor with a little curiosity.

"Mr. Wenruo, please enter the hall!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Okay!" Wen Ruo nodded.

Yan Chuan and Mo Yuxi looked at each other and smiled, without being polite, and walked towards the Dongfang Hall together.

Wang Zhu looked at Yan Chuan with a complicated expression, shook his head, and returned to his side hall.

The green dragon, the white dragon, the vermilion bird, and the Xuanwu waited outside the main hall.

"Meow, Sister Mo, do you still have this fairy stone fragment?" Meow Meow whispered to Mo Yuxi.

"Meow, I'm too greedy!" Yan Chuan's face turned pale.

"Meow, I just asked, and I didn't say I wanted it!" Meow Meow suddenly said aggrieved.

"There's another piece, but it's not around, if you like it, I'll give it to you later!" Mo Yuxi said.

"Meow, Sister Mo is the best!" Meow Meow's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Over the years, in Julu City, I have also learned about some of Mr. Wen Ruo's deeds, Mr. Wen Ruo can come to help me, Yan Chuan is grateful!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Yan Gongzi has won the award, I'm just an outcast who has been expelled from the academy!" Wen Ruo said bitterly.

"Outcast, hehe, I think Mr. Wen Ruo is really in love! I don't hesitate to leave the Julu Academy and go to the Jokhang Holy Land!" Yan Chuan sighed after taking a deep breath.

Wen Ruo smiled slightly and said with a wry smile: "This matter, don't mention it, Yan Gongzi, two years ago, in Julu City, Wen Dou Confucianism, it can be described as a sensation in the world, far away in a million miles, I can."

You can feel the sky-high atmosphere. ”

"Oh, the news spread so fast?" Yan Chuan said unexpectedly.

"The Heavenly Grant Conference is about to start, Julu City has become the focus of the East, any major event will be spread to the world, a hundred splendid wonderful articles have been published, and Yan Gongzi has become famous

"Mr. Wen Ruo affirmed.

"Famous all over the world, hehe, Mr. Wen Ruo praised it falsely!" Yan Chuan shook his head and smiled.

"But!" Mr. Wen Ruo frowned.

"How?"

"Yan Gongzi had better not underestimate Sima Yuntian because of that literary fight! his group of disciples did not represent Sima Yuntian. Mr. Wen Ruo said solemnly.

"Oh?"

"Young Master Yan, what do you think of the painting below?" Wen Ruo asked.

"Although I haven't seen your paintings, a lot of information from Julu Academy shows that Mr. Wen Ruo's paintings are unparalleled in the world

"Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"Indeed, when my father was reincarnated, he also highly respected Mr. Wen Ruo, saying that Mr. Wen Ruo was born for painting!" Mo Yuxi nodded.

Wen Ruo smiled slightly and said with a wry smile: "Maybe the Holy Maiden and Yan Gongzi don't know yet, they are learning to paint and enlightening the teacher, it is Sima Yuntian!"

"Oh?" Yan Chuan's eyes narrowed.

This is the first time Yan Chuan has known.

"Sima Yuntian, I haven't seen him for hundreds of years, he is really a genius, he is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If there is no Yan Gongzi to fight with him this time, I am sure that he is one

I will definitely be able to get the Divine Strategy!" Wen Ruo said with certainty.

"Are you so sure?, then tell me, what kind of person is this great sage Sima Yuntian?" Yan Chuan said solemnly. With the original preparation, Yan Chuan did have a feeling that he was winning, but now, he didn't expect Mr. Wen Ruo to respect Sima Yuntian so much.

"Sima Yuntian, proud!" Mr. Wen Ruo said.

"Proud?"

"I don't know why, anyway, there is a rule in Julu Academy, people from the Sima family are not allowed to be the head of the academy, even if he works hard, he becomes the head of the right courtyard, but not after all

Being able to become the head of the courtyard, Sima Yuntian felt very uncomfortable, and resolutely gave up his position as the head of the right courtyard and traveled the world, I still remember what he said before leaving!" Wen Ruoxian

Sheng recalled.

"What did he say?"

"He said, when he returns, it will be the day when he defeats the sages of Julu Academy!" Mr. Wen Ruo said solemnly.

"Oh, it's kind of interesting!" Yan Chuan's eyes flashed with anticipation.

"In short, Young Master Yan, you have to be careful, since I promised the Holy Maiden, I will do my best!" Mr. Wen Ruo said with a wry smile.

From Mr. Wen Ruo's tone, Yan Chuan suddenly heard a trace of unusualness, as if Mr. Wen Ruo didn't believe that he could win.

Don't believe you can win? Sima Yuntian? Is it really so powerful?

"It's hard work!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Giant Deer City, on a huge floating island.

On the floating island, there is a big hall, Sima Palace!

Liu Zilu, Chen Ping, Wang Long and other great Confucians stood on both sides.

A total of seventy-two white-clothed Confucians, with extremely respectful faces, faced the man on a chair directly north of Sima Dian.

A middle-aged man in a green robe, wearing a high hat on his head, about forty years old, with a handsome complexion, a mustache on his chin, eyebrows like swords, and eyes

Shen Lingyan, his hands on the armrests on both sides, and the middle finger of his right hand gently tapped the armrests.

The middle-aged man looked at the center of the main hall, a total of sixty chess games, and one hundred and one scrolls of calligraphy and paintings.

Liu Zilu Daru came out and said respectfully: "Teacher, these are all copied by us, the pinnacle literary meeting, I am waiting to disgrace the teacher!"

The man in the green robe is the great sage Sima Yuntian, Sima Yuntian waved his hand, and there was an extra feather fan in his palm.

Mr. Wen Ruo also has one, but Mr. Wen Ruo's feather fan is white, while Sima Yuntian's is cyan, as if it is made of peacock feathers.

"Good words, good poems, good words!" Sima Yuntian suddenly smiled.

didn't blame the disciples, Sima Yuntian instead had a feeling of joy when he saw the hunt.

At this time, another great Confucian came out and said: "Teacher, these poems, the students have also read them, one hundred and one articles, one hundred and one styles! It's really incredible!" Sima Yuntian nodded and did not object.

"Teacher, will this person become an obstacle to the teacher?" Liu Zilu worried.

Smiling slightly, Sima Yuntian said lightly: "These poems alone are not enough, there is no need to worry!"

"Yes!" all the great Confucian faces showed joy.

"Teacher, the disciple knows these sixty games of chess well, and he will definitely live up to the teacher's expectations!" another disciple said respectfully.

"Hmm!" Sima Yuntian looked at the sixty chessboards. A flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

"Teacher, what we broke into is really called the Bright Realm? Teacher knew it before?" Liu Zilu said curiously.

"Yes, the teacher has known for a long time, but he has never been in! It's a pity!" Sima Yuntian said lightly.

"Oh!" Liu Zilu said no more.

"Let's go down and prepare!" Sima Yuntian said lightly.

"Yes!" all the disciples nodded. Then, they all exited the main hall.

Only Sima Yuntian was left alone in the main hall.

Sitting in the main hall, looking at the giant deer mountain outside the hall.

"I, Sima Yuntian, are back, I will do what I say, Feng Shen Ce? Heh, I don't just want to Feng Shen Ce, I want to seek justice for my Sima family!"

Bright in the middle -

Ten days have come in a flash, and the Heavenly Grant Conference will begin immediately!

Oriental Temple!

Outside the hall, a large number of Confucian cultivators have gathered, most of these Confucian cultivators, Yan Chuan does not know, they came spontaneously, the pinnacle of the literary meeting, Yan Chuan's name has resounded

Giant Deer City. It has been worshiped by thousands of Confucian cultivators.

These Confucian cultivators were impressed by Yan Chuan's literary brilliance, and they came spontaneously with blind worship.

Not to befriend Yan Chuan, but to witness a new miracle today.

Yan Chuan, Mo Yuxi, Huang, Yifeng, Wang Zhu, Qinglong and others, as soon as they came out of the Oriental Palace, they immediately ushered in a large number of Confucian etiquette.

"I've seen Mr. Yan and Mr. Yi!" the Confucian said.

Yan Chuan looked at the Confucian cultivators and nodded.

stepped forward, and led everyone towards the venue of the Heavenly Grant Conference.

Thousands of Confucian cultivators, following closely behind, rushed to the Tianzhu Square. The so-called Heavenly Grant Square is actually the square outside the Hundred Saints Righteous Qi Altar. In the past, I signed up, and it was there that I sealed the temple.

Yan Chuan and his entourage were mighty, and thousands of Confucian cultivators followed.

On the other side, Sima Yuntian took the seventy-two Confucian disciples on his whole body and flew towards the Heavenly Grant Square.

Like Yan Chuan, behind Sima Yuntian, there are also thousands of Confucian cultivators.

Today, there are countless cultivators, but most of them are small groups, and in the entire Julu City, only Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian can gather this kind of Ten Thousand Confucian groups.

If you look at Julu City from a high altitude, you will find that Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian, the two of them are like stars holding the moon, the two most brilliant pearls in the entire Julu City.

It's like the Heavenly Grant Conference, just for these two bright pearls.

The two big teams, on the way to Tianzhu Square, gathered more and more people. The team is also getting bigger.

On the Heavenly Grant Square, Meng Ziqiu and the others had not yet arrived, but they had already gathered countless sect powerhouses. At the entrance of a special hall, the Holy Son of Gu Yue with five subordinates was cold

Coldly looked at the popular team in the distance.

Seeing that one of the teams, led by Yan Chuan, Gu Yue Shengzi's face suddenly became ugly.

More than 8,000 people have gathered in the square, all of them are sects competing for the Heavenly Policy, and the grand event of more than 8,000 people is relatively rare in previous Heavenly Grant conferences.

The Heavenly Grant Conference, competing for the Heavenly Policy and the Divine Policy. But in the past, only Tiance was the protagonist, and the grand event of more than 8,000 people was very spectacular.

I didn't look down on the competition for Fengshence before, after all, there are only two people, how big a scene can it be?

But the mighty team in front of him made countless sect cultivators open their mouths and petrify.

"I'm dazzled, right? Over there are more than 30,000 people over there?"

"Sima Yuntian, there are more than 30,000 people over there?"

"So many people, what are they going to do?"

"Compete for the Divine Strategy! This momentum is too exaggerated!"

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Sixty or seventy thousand people pomped out, and suddenly compared the grand occasion of competing for the heavenly policy. That's a tenfold difference!