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

Hearing Tang Jing's voice, everyone in the Confucian Temple almost popped their eyes out. The Confucian Temple could be the ancestral land of literature and Taoism on this continent. But they had never heard of or seen such a grand occasion.

"Is this the shadow of the saint? Is the saint writing 'The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital'?"

An old Confucian scholar in the Confucian temple looked at the shadow of Zhuge Liang and wrote furiously, continuously writing the "Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital". Countless divine words emerged and he was frightened.

"When the late emperor was still alive, whenever he discussed this matter with me, he would always sigh and lament his hatred for Emperors Huan and Ling. The Minister of the Court, the Secretary of State, the Chief Clerk, and the Assistant General are all loyal and righteous ministers who died for their loyalty. I hope Your Majesty will be close to them and trust them. Then the prosperity of the Han Dynasty will be just around the corner.

"I am a commoner, tilling the land in Nanyang, trying to survive in troubled times, not seeking fame and status among the princes. The late emperor, not considering me humble and unworthy, visited me three times in my humble cottage, consulting me on current affairs. Out of gratitude, he promised to serve the late emperor..." The old scholar began to read excitedly.

"Ok?"

At this moment, the other Confucian scholars couldn't help but look around, wondering why their companion was reading the article they had seen in the Confucian Temple. But after taking a look, they were all stunned. "This is a saint's shadow writing a stunning article. Could it be that everything we saw in the Confucian Temple actually happened here?" An old Confucian scholar muttered to himself in horror. As his voice fell, the old Confucian scholars looked around.

Because at this moment, there are countless people practicing here, and the sound of reading is constant. If you don’t look carefully, you really won’t find anything.

“That’s the saintly writing!”

After watching continuously, the people in the Confucian Temple were almost scared out of their wits. Here, they saw countless phantoms, all of which had appeared in the Confucian Temple.

Zhang Liang, Su Wu, Yan Yan, Ji Shao, Zhang Xun, Xu Yuan, Zhuge Liang...

"That is...that is...what is that?" At this moment, an old Confucian scholar looked into the void and found that the sun floating in the void was actually entangled with an extremely terrifying Taoist rhyme, as if it were a divine text.

"That is, that is the sacred text of the word 'Tao'."

An old scholar took a look and was shocked all over.

"Practice, practice!"

At this moment, the old scholar quickly suppressed the horror in his heart and asked everyone to start practicing immediately.

Because he discovered that these phantoms of saints and the divine texts were actually disappearing with the passage of time. If one did not pay close attention, one would not be able to notice them.

Now he knows that this opportunity may only come once. If he doesn't practice now, it will be impossible to practice in the future.

"Master, let's go somewhere!"

At this moment, Wang Xuanyin paid no attention to the people in the Confucian Temple, nor to the people in the Jixia Academy and the Supreme Saint Palace. Instead, her gaze fell on a bamboo forest. In that bamboo forest, a shadowy figure was playing the piano. The song they played was a song they had heard before, "Yangchun Baixue!"

"Ah."

Zhao Yin immediately retracted her shocked gaze. If she couldn't seize this opportunity, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

And at this moment, Zhao Yin was ecstatic.

Because he felt that familiar feeling, the feeling of Ye Chen playing the high-brow music.

"Xuanyin, practice well. This place may have something to do with the young master. Learn the art of cultivation. I'm going to practice. Maybe this time, I can become an immortal." Zhao Yin's whole body was shaking violently. He sat cross-legged in the bamboo forest and began to practice.

"Yes, Pavilion Master!"

Wang Xuanyin bowed to Zhao Yin who was sitting cross-legged, and immediately began to practice.

Time flies and three days passed in a flash.

All the strange phenomena within Haoran disappeared instantly.

However, the people who were practicing had not yet woken up and were still in the process of understanding.

People are constantly making breakthroughs.

"Tang Yin, how is it?"

Xiao Yang's gaze fell on Tang Yin, who had just opened his eyes, and asked.

"Yes, the harvest is huge. If I can enter the Wandao River and integrate the Dao, I think I may be able to enter the realm of True Immortal." At this moment, a gleam of brilliance suddenly flashed in Tang Yin's eyes.

After Tang Yin withdrew his gaze, he looked at Xiao Yang, "What about you?" Tang Yin looked at Xiao Zhan with a face full of anticipation.

"We've reaped a great harvest. This time, the Jixia Academy has benefited greatly. Li Mu has even broken through to the Immortal Realm. If he hadn't come here, who knows how long it would have taken him to break through to the Immortal Realm. Tang Yin, who exactly is your young master? To think that an ancient bronze lamp beside him can actually open up the earth, what kind of divine object is this?"

As Xiao Yang's voice fell, the next moment, the ancient bronze lamp appeared in Xiao Yang's palm. At this moment, the ancient bronze lamp was still lit, as if it would never go out. Even though the mountain breeze blew, there was no sign of the flame shaking.

"The creation of the world? What's going on? I'm confused. Look at you!" Tang Yin stared at Xiao Yang.

Soon, Xiao Yang explained everything to Tang Yin. At this moment, Tang Yin looked at the ancient bronze lamp in Xiao Yang's hand, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes.

“This, this, this…this is too incredible!”

Tang Yin stared at the ancient bronze lamp and was almost scared silly.

It took Tang Yin more than ten minutes to recover from the shock. Looking at the ancient bronze lamp, a hint of shock appeared in his eyes.

"call!"

"It's amazing. The young master is unpredictable. We just need to do things according to his hints. We can't guess what kind of person the young master is." Tang Yin took a deep breath and said solemnly.

"Xiao Yang, Tang Yin, thank you!"

Li Mu opened his eyes, walked towards this side, and clasped his fists to Xiao Yang and Tang Yin. Li Mu was a little dazed now. He never thought that this place would be a place of opportunity. At the beginning, he was prepared for a fight to the death.

If it weren't for such a precious place, he would never have been able to break through and become an immortal.

"How is it? I see that it has been a long time since you broke through. How do you feel about it later?" Xiao Yang looked at Li Mu and smiled.

"It's a great harvest. If the seal is opened and we walk the Wandao River Rongdao, we will definitely see a huge improvement." Li Mu did not hide it and said it frankly.

"How about we go for a walk along the Wandao River now?"

Xiao Yang stared at Tang Yin and Li Mu and smiled.

"Xiao Yang, have you been driven crazy by this? The whole world has been sealed by the Immortal King Xiaoyao. What we practice is the way of the Immortal Realm. How can we enter the Immortal Realm and how can we enter the Wandao River?" Tang Yin couldn't help but stretched out his hand and silently touched Xiao Yang's forehead.

"Fuck off!"

Xiao Yang directly opened Tang Yin's hand.

"You two, are you interested? With the young master in this world, anything is impossible for you." Xiao Yang was too lazy to keep the suspense and shook the ancient bronze lamp in front of the two of them.

"Ok?"

"Could it be..."