Arriving at the huge bazaar outside the Holy Palace, Ye Chen smiled. It turned out that the miniature of Luoxianji was almost completely preserved.

“So lively!”

At this moment, Liu Dan felt the atmosphere here and a smile appeared in his eyes.

The two of them toured the market.

When they reached a pavilion, they heard a scholar reading, so they stopped and listened.

"Yesterday, an evil god descended upon the Tang Dynasty of the continent. In just half a day, this evil god spread a plague throughout the human world, transforming countless mortals into rats. Just when everyone was about to despair, a god descended and slew the sinful evil god, finally ending this terrible plague..."

Ye Chen looked at the other person, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. The person who wrote today was actually a scholar, and a student of Jixia Academy. Ye Chen had been to Jixia Academy before, so he naturally knew the clothing logo of Jixia Academy.

"Hello, sir!"

At this moment, the children who were listening to the book around saw Ye Chen and hurriedly saluted.

"Master Jijiu!"

The scholar's eyes also fell on Li Yixi at this moment. He stood up and saluted hurriedly, his eyes full of burning passion. He had never expected to see Ye Chen here.

"How did you get here, and are you telling mythological stories here?" Ye Chen was puzzled. These are cultivators, and they are actually here to steal the jobs of book people? At this moment, Ye Chen felt incredible.

"Master Jijiu, what I am telling you is not a myth, but something that really happened yesterday. Now in the Great Tang Dynasty, one-fifth of its territory has been turned into a desolate place. We write this book in the hope that everyone will wish that ordinary people in those desolate places will receive God's blessing and their homes will be restored as soon as possible." A disciple of the Jixia Academy hurriedly explained.

At this moment, Ye Chen also discovered that these people all had a lamp in their hands. It turned out that they were making wishes. Ye Chen's face turned slightly red.

"Master Jijiu, would you like to go to the Jixia Academy to have a rest? I forgot to report to you that the Jixia Academy is now in the Palm Dao Kingdom." The scholar said hurriedly.

"Have you guys come here yet?"

"In that case, let's go and take a look!" Ye Chen couldn't help but look at Liu Dan.

"Ok!"

"Listen to your arrangements, sir. Since you want to go, then let's go and take a look. It's boring to sit around!" Liu Dan said hurriedly.

Ye Chen and Liu Dan arrived at the Jixia Academy. Li Mu and others were waiting there, "Greetings to the Master of the Imperial Academy!"

"You're welcome. I just came to see what you are doing." At this moment, Ye Chen looked at the Jixia Academy today. Countless disciples gathered there, and they seemed to be writing something. He couldn't help but ask curiously?

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Li Mu's expression instantly brightened, and a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes. He hurriedly explained: "Sir, yesterday, an evil god appeared in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, spreading plague and causing countless people to lose their homes. Although the evil god has been killed, those territories have become desolate and now it is impossible to grow food because the evil god's aura still lingers. Talent can have the effect of dispelling those lingering auras. At the same time, now that the Spring Festival is approaching, we send a couplet to the people in those territories to express our thoughts."

"What, is it true?"

"Damn it! There's actually such an evil god out there! Damn it!"

"In that case, I will also leave a pair of Spring Festival couplets, wishing those people to rebuild their homes as soon as possible." Ye Chen took a deep breath.

"Thank you, sir!"

After hearing Ye Chen's words, Li Mu was instantly overjoyed, and the scholar next to them hurriedly made way.

Ye Chen picked up his pen and wrote: "When spring comes, snakes dance; when blessings arrive, birds sing."

Horizontal banner: Spring returns to the earth.

After Ye Chen finished writing, he put down his pen, clasped his hands together, and silently blessed for a moment. Ye Chen did not write more because he felt that he was not a cultivator, and what he wrote had no talent and would not be effective. A painting was enough to express his feelings.

"Thank you, sir!"

Seeing Ye Chen open his eyes, Li Mu hurriedly thanked him.

"Li Mu, countless people are now in disaster. Please provide relief to those you can. I won't stay any longer today." Ye Chen took a deep breath and said.

"Congratulations to send your son!"

Everyone bowed hurriedly.

It was not until Ye Chen left the Jixia Academy that Li Mu's body began to tremble. He returned to the couplet written by Ye Chen at his fastest speed. Looking at the couplet in front of him, Li Mu's hands trembled violently. He carefully put them away, broke through the air and rushed to the Tang Dynasty.

Li Zhan, who received the message from Li Mu, and the officials of the Tang Dynasty were waiting in front of the desolate place early. A high platform had been built there and countless cattle and sheep were prepared for blood sacrifice.

When Li Mu arrived, everyone knelt down hastily, their eyes filled with anticipation, "Welcome to the holy relic!"

The shouts resounded across the ground.

When Li Mu saw this scene, a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

"Feast!"

As the voice of the host of the sacrifice rang out, cattle and sheep were slaughtered one after another.

Li Mu took out Ye Chen's Spring Festival couplets, and with a wave of his hand, he pasted the couplets on the huge portal that had been prepared long ago.

The next moment, endless divine light suddenly burst out from the originally ordinary couplet.

The next moment, with the huge portal as the center, the lifeless land began to grow tender grass at an extremely fast speed, and the territory turned green rapidly. Phantoms of huge snakes appeared in the void, and suddenly swallowed up the territory that had turned into a desolate place. Countless plague auras were swallowed by the silver snakes. The birds and beasts that had died long ago suddenly came back to life and began to sing on the branches that kept sprouting and growing.

On those branches, peach blossoms, apricot blossoms, and pear blossoms slowly bloom, as if it were spring.

"This, this, this..."

At this moment, the eyes of the Tang Dynasty officials almost popped out of their heads, and their eyes were full of fear.

The scene before my eyes was truly horrifying. This was originally a desolate wasteland, but now, in the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a paradise. The source of all this was actually a Spring Festival couplet.

"Look, is that the God of Spring?"

At this moment, a minister's body was shaking violently, and he pointed his finger into the void.

In the void, a shadow appeared, holding a bottle in one hand and a willow branch in the other. The willow branch waved, and the barren land immediately became full of vitality.

"Meet the God of Spring!"

The next moment, all the ministers knelt down, and in those desolate territories, anyone who saw this scene today knelt down and shouted.

In the blink of an eye, the barren territory turned into a beautiful landscape, the rivers reappeared, the streams nourished the earth, and all living things revived.

"Young Master, you... who exactly are you?" Li Mu said with a trembling body at this moment.

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