I, Ye Chen, turned out to be a top expert

Wu Hao looked at Wang Xuanyin solemnly, unable to believe it. This person was someone who could kill immortals, yet she was actually a maid. How could this be possible?

At this moment, Wu Hao found it hard to accept this fact. It was too scary. What kind of cultivation level did he need to have such a terrifying existence as his maid? Liu Dan's cultivation level was too scary.

"This is a fact. The Tianyan and Tianxie tribes were both destroyed, and the immortals of the Tianyan tribe were killed. It has become a fact." Wang Xuanyin said lightly.

Although Wang Xuanyin's voice was not loud, it was unquestionable. She spoke in a decisive manner and did not allow Wu Hao to doubt it.

"Is it indeed true?"

Listening to Wang Xuanyin's words, Wu Hao gradually calmed down. The photo stone in front of him had actually explained everything. Those scenes were already indisputable facts.

Wu Hao, all he lacks is a process.

"Yes, there is another point. That master may be proficient in all kinds of things."

Wang Xuanyin took a deep breath and said solemnly.

"Wandao?"

Wu Hao, who had calmed down at this moment, had excitement in his eyes. Over the years, his strength had been difficult to improve. What would happen if he was guided by a master?

"Emperor Yin, are you asking me to go see the master?"

At this moment, Eastern King Wu Hao was staring at Bu Xuanyin with burning eyes.

"I just have this idea. If you get guidance from the young master, you will definitely make progress." Wang Xuanyin replied.

"Sir, will you see me?"

Wu Hao was very nervous at this moment.

Ye Chen is an unparalleled master, and he may not really give me any guidance.

"Emperor of Sound, can you go with me?" At this moment, Wu Hao decided that if he missed this God-given opportunity, there would be no second chance.

"it is good."

Wang Xuanyin thought for a moment and said.

Jixia Academy, Huashan.

There are so many Confucian scholars today that Huashan’s disciples will naturally not be absent, unless they are idiots. However, no one who can become a disciple of the Jixia Academy is an idiot.

These people have a persistent pursuit of literature and Taoism.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to join the Jixia Academy for practice.

After all, the current culture has absolutely no future.

Even the strongest person in the Jixia Academy found it difficult to achieve a breakthrough and could only wait for the deadline to arrive and die.

However, many people, as always, joined the Jixia Academy fearlessly.

At this moment, Ye Chen's arrival gave Wen Dao hope. Moreover, with the help of Ye Chen, some people became powerful people in the Nirvana Tribulation Realm. How could these people not come for such an opportunity?

Today, there are countless people from other mountains on Huashan. How could they refuse such an opportunity?

There was no need for the mountain masters to give any orders, these people came early to take up their seats.

There were only about 500 Confucian scholars in Huashan, but today there are 3,000 Confucian scholars in Huashan.

The owner of Huashan had no choice but to arrange this class outdoors, in the square on the top of Huashan.

The owner of Huashan came to greet Ye Chen in his courtyard early.

"Son!"

The master of Huashan greeted him with a respectful smile.

"Master, I have agreed and will definitely go. This place is not far from Huashan, so there is no need to come to pick me up."

Ye Chen looked at the master of Huashan who had been waiting for him and felt helpless. He was just a mortal and did not need any special treatment.

"Young Master, this is a joint arrangement made by us scholars at Huashan. It is our honor to have you take our lessons today. How can we let you get tired?" The master of Huashan Mountain hurriedly extended his hand to invite Ye Chen into the carriage.

"Actually, I can just walk over there."

At this moment, Ye Chen had no choice but to get into the carriage and follow the master of Huashan to Huashan.

Ye Chen's yard was only three kilometers away from Huashan, and he soon arrived at Huashan.

The moment Ye Chen got off the car, he was shocked because there were so many people on the top of Huashan Mountain. Ye Chen thought that the class should be in the classroom, but after looking at the number of people, Ye Chen realized that there was no classroom that big enough.

"Am I so popular?" Ye Chen was a little confused. Even if those very powerful experts were giving speeches, there wouldn't be so many such scenes.

There are so many people here, and I’m painting here. Can they see it?

I forgot, this is another world.

Ye Chen quickly realized that these people were cultivators, and he felt a little nervous because this was a big scene.

Can I handle the situation?

"Today, we invite the Lord of the Imperial Court to paint for us."

The owner of Huashan introduced it with excitement.

"Everyone, I can draw, but I can't teach. The mountain master insisted that I come here, so today I will draw a picture for you!"

“I hope everyone can gain something.”

"But what do you think we should draw? Let's decide." Ye Chen looked at everyone present and said loudly.

"Master Jijiu, you can paint whatever you want. When we paint mountains, what matters is what we like." The Confucian scholar who was painting the mountain spoke hurriedly.

"As you wish?"

"Then today, I will draw a character for you!"

"A person in my memory, Sword Saint Li Bai, the Master of Sword Pavilion."

"In our Jixia Academy, every Confucian scholar carries a sword. I think Sword Saint Li Bai's temperament is most suitable for us, because Sword Saint Li Bai is known for his white clothes, and we also wear white clothes. As scholars, we must be particular."

When Ye Chen's voice sounded, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the Confucian scholars.

"Lord of Sword Pavilion."

"Sword Saint Li Bai."

All the Confucian scholars at this moment were extremely excited.

Almost all Confucian scholars practiced swordsmanship. How could they not be excited when Ye Chen wanted to draw a sword saint? Ye Chen was an immortal, and they also wanted to know what was so extraordinary about the person that the immortal remembered and what he looked like.

At this moment, all the Confucian scholars' soul power fell on Ye Chen, and none of them missed any movement of Ye Chen.

At this moment, Ye Chen couldn't help but think of the sword master Li Bai in Fighter of the Destiny.

Li Bai, dressed in white.

Sitting in Jiange, he is almost invincible in the world.

Ye Chen remembered the last roar of Sword Saint Liu Bai and his fight with Haotian.

Every word of Li Bai is unforgettable.

Ye Chen's ears echoed with Li Bai's roar to Haotian: "I am invincible in the world. If I don't fight against the heavens, who else can I fight?"

Ye Chen took a deep breath, picked up the pen, and began to write.

As soon as the pen was put down, the scene changed suddenly.

At this moment, each Confucian scholar seemed to hear the sound of a flowing river.

The surging river was extremely ferocious.

The river water contains an indestructible sharpness.

"Li Bai? Sword Master?"

"This is not the sound of river water, this is the sword intent, the sword intent of the great river, such a powerful sword intent."

"What is the level of cultivation of Sword Saint Li Bai?" At this moment, the face of the master of Huashan became extremely solemn. He had just started to write, but there was such a terrifying sword intent. So what would happen if he finished the painting? This was just a picture of the Dao. What about the real person?

The young master has traveled through all realms and has reached a high level of cultivation. Anyone who can be remembered by the young master is definitely not an ordinary person. He dares to call himself a saint, and is even a saint among swordsmen. He is absolutely powerful.

Ye Chen kept writing and perfecting his painting. His sword intent became stronger and stronger. The mighty sword made all the Confucian scholars inexplicably excited.

"The Great Dao Diagram, what a terrifying Great Dao Diagram."

"Young Master is painting today to teach you the way of swordsmanship." Countless Confucian scholars sighed.