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

In Luoxianji, Ye Chen continued to wander with the big black dog. As for whether the Dishamen monks wanted to catch him, he had no idea and continued to wander around.

Ye Chen's reputation as a fairy doctor spread throughout Luoxianji.

He is famous in Luoxianji and is known to everyone. He is regarded as a fairy doctor by doctors because Ye Chen's methods are so shocking that he has set a precedent in medical skills and surgery.

Before this, no one on the entire continent knew about such a miraculous method of saving lives, which would benefit billions of lives.

But Ye Chen knew nothing at this moment.

After walking around for a while, feeling a little tired, the man and the dog walked into the teahouse.

"Sir, please come this way."

Ye Chen, dressed in white, looked like a banished immortal in a painting.

The people in the teahouse felt inexplicably noble just by looking at her, and the waiter hurried over to serve tea.

"Sir, this is your tea."

The waiter looked very respectful.

"Little Brother, this is the tea money."

Ye Chen hurriedly took out some change and handed it over.

"Sir, today Young Master Xiao Yang from the Xiao family in Luoxianji has booked the entire teahouse to entertain young masters from aristocratic families within a hundred miles. All expenses are free. Aren't you the VIP invited by Young Master Xiao Yang?" The waiter looked a little nervous at this moment.

First, Ye Chen looked like a nobleman, and he could not be offended at all. He gave him an inexplicable sense of intimacy, and he had no arrogance or domineering personality at all.

Second, Xiao Yang is from the Xiao Yang family. The Xiao family is a family of practitioners. Although Xiao Yang is born unable to practice Taoism, he is also extremely noble. Xiao Yang has loved poetry and literature since he was a child, and is very much loved by the head of the family. Today, Xiao Yang invited young masters from all parties to a gathering. The waiter wanted to keep Ye Chen, but he was a little nervous, afraid of offending Xiao Yang.

"No, I didn't know this place was booked. Sorry, little brother. I'll leave now."

After hearing what the other party said, Ye Chen looked apologetic and was about to stand up and leave.

Ye Chen's words were heard by Xiao Yang who happened to step into the teahouse.

Xiao Yang glanced over here casually. He was a little unhappy at first that the teahouse actually let other people in, but after seeing Ye Chen's appearance, he was stunned for a moment. Ye Chen was like a banished immortal in a painting, graceful and elegant.

When facing the second brother of lower status, he was gentle and elegant, without any domineering attitude.

It instantly caught Xiao Yang's attention.

"Excuse me, brother, what is your name? I am Xiao Yang from the Xiao family. I am here to invite some friends to a party today. You are gentle and refined, a true gentleman. Xiao Yang would like to invite you to attend today's party. I wonder if you would do me the honor." Xiao Yang walked over with a smile on his face and extended an invitation to Ye Chen.

"Mr. Xiao, you are too polite. I am just a country bumpkin. How could I refuse your invitation? I just don't know if your gathering here is just a chat between friends, or is there something else?" Ye Chen said with a smile. He kept thinking in his heart whether these people were worth making friends with. If they were a group of arrogant and domineering people, it would only bring trouble. He was just a mortal without any backing and would be in danger. It would be better for him to continue to hide.

"Young Master is indeed a man of quick wit. This tea party is not just a gathering of friends, but I recently discovered that Luoxianji was not close to those ancient mountains, but a big monster led monster beasts into the nearby mountains. The monster beasts are ferocious and cold-blooded. These days, the people have suffered heavy casualties. So I organized everyone to donate some silver to help the people and hold a small literary gathering by the way." Xiao Yang explained.

"I see. Since it's about helping the common people, even though I, a country bumpkin, haven't read much, I'd like to do my bit today. A scholar should take care of himself when he's poor, and help the world when he's rich." Ye Chen said with a smile.

After hearing this, Ye Chen greatly admired Xiao Yang.

This person is worth making friends with.

I am here and need to make some friends, and I can tell from the sound of this person that he is a gentleman.

"It is a good saying that when you are poor, you can take care of yourself; when you are rich, you can help the world."

"May I ask your name, sir? I am grateful for your guidance today." After hearing this, Xiao Yang bowed hurriedly and performed the scholar's etiquette to Ye Chen.

"I dare not. I am Ye Chen, a man from the mountains."

"I just read some books." Ye Chen hurriedly returned the greeting.

"Master Ye, today's words let Xiao Yang know my life goal. My Xiao family is a cultivation family. Xiao cannot practice cultivation. Until now, I can only do small things. After today, Xiao Yang knows my life goal."

"Young Master, please accept my greeting." Xiao Yang was extremely serious, which made Ye Chen feel helpless.

After the salute, Xiao Yang bowed to Ye Chen again and said, "Sir, your words are like a revelation to me. Could you please write these words down yourself and let me hang them in my study so that I can reflect on myself every day?" Xiao Yang looked at Ye Chen hopefully.

"In that case, I, Ye, will show off my ugliness." Ye Chen was even more helpless. It was just a sentence. Was there any need to take it so seriously?

However, seeing that Xiao Yang was extremely serious, Ye Chen couldn't refuse.

"Waiter, bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone quickly. I want to grind the ink myself." Xiao Yang ordered anxiously.

Today is a small literary gathering, so Xiao Yang has naturally prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

At this moment, many young masters have arrived, and they don’t know Ye Chen, so they can’t help but become curious about him.

With Ye Chen's brush in hand, his whole aura changed, as if he were a saint of calligraphy.

One word after another fell on the rice paper.

Every word seemed to have magic power, attracting everyone's attention.

Above the teahouse, a figure slowly appeared at this moment, with a righteous spirit, who wiped out all demons with one stroke.

"what is that?"

"Look, there are immortals in the sky."

"There really are immortals."

At Luoxianji, everyone was stunned.

The only pity was that the figure’s gaze made it difficult to make out the face.

It seemed as if it was not in this time and space, but a battlefield, with demons everywhere. But with a stroke of the scholar's pen, the righteous spirit spread, and all the demons were destroyed.

"Sir, it's Sir."

The expressions of those Demon Slayer Guards who had been following Ye Chen from a distance changed one by one.

That figure was almost exactly the same as Ye Chen.

What everyone didn’t know was that today, across the continent, every Confucian temple revealed the shadow of the Sage of Literature, who bowed towards the south.

Worshiping a saint is something that has never happened on the mainland.

One after another terrifying beings came out of retreat at this moment, looking towards the Southern Sky Region, which is known as the desolate land.

In Xizhou Territory, Xitian Dojo, a Buddha opened his eyes and looked towards the Southern Sky Territory.

In the Tianjian Dojo, the shadow of a divine sword pierced the sky.

In the Demon God Palace, a supreme demon god awakened, his eyes filled with fear.

In the supreme demon realm, a great demon knelt down to worship the sky.

In the somewhat dilapidated Shengwen Palace, an old man burst into tears, "Wendao has revived, and Haorantian is being built."