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

The sea is bright and the moon is at this time.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival arrives, Luoxianji becomes very lively.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, and countless red lanterns make Luoxianji look extremely festive.

Today is very lively. Children are running around with lanterns, and young men and women are putting down lanterns in the river, looking for their destined partners.

In the small lake, there is a huge boat, brightly lit and full of singing and dancing.

In the crowd, Ye Chen and Liu Dan looked at everything around them with a faint smile on their lips.

This festive day brought back many memories for Ye Chen.

On top of a tall building, a figure in black stood leaning against the building, scanning everything around with a sinister look in his eyes.

Behind him was a corpse that had just died, holding a book in his hands. It was obviously a scholar, with eyes wide open and full of fear.

"Ah."

The next moment, the black-clothed figure's expression brightened.

His eyes instantly fell on Ye Chen.

"Such a rich and majestic aura."

The black-clad figure at this moment had excitement in his eyes.

There were some problems with the magic technique he practiced, and what he needed most at the moment was the great righteousness to help him suppress the demons in his heart.

When he saw Ye Chen, he was instantly overjoyed, and when he looked at Liu Dan beside Ye Chen, greed appeared in his eyes.

Originally, his target today was the talented scholar in the distant pavilion, but he never expected to meet Ye Chen.

"Tang Jianghai greets you, sir."

Tang Jianghai hurriedly squeezed over from the crowd, his eyes full of respect.

Tang Jianghai rushed all the way here, which took him quite a while, and happened to coincide with the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Master Tang, long time no see."

When Ye Chen met Tang Jianghai, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. This was the Palace Master of Tianchen Palace, and he could not be offended no matter what. Moreover, the other party was so friendly that Ye Chen could not find any reason to offend him.

"Ok!"

"Tianchen Palace Master Tang Jianghai actually knows this scholar and is so respectful to him. Could it be that this person's identity is extremely unusual?"

The sinister old man, who was about to take action immediately, quickly steadied himself.

He knew that Tang Jianghai, the Palace Master of Tianchen Palace, had broken through to the Divine Martial Realm.

He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, the man in black was naturally very wary of someone in the Divine Martial Realm who was so respectful to him.

Although he is a powerful demon, he does not dare to provoke those who are too noble, because once he provokes someone who is too noble, if the other party fights with him to the death, it will be really troublesome.

So at this moment, the man in black gave up the idea of ​​attacking Ye Chen.

His eyes fell on the attic in the distance.

When he looked at Xiao Yang in the attic, a smile appeared on his face.

However, when he saw Tang Jianghai and others walking towards the attic, he did not choose to take action immediately, for fear that Tang Jianghai would interfere in his affairs. He had enough patience.

"Xiao Cangqiong pays his respects to the young master."

As he approached the attic, Xiao Cangkong in the attic fell in front of Ye Chen, his eyes full of respect.

"Divine Martial Realm."

The moment he saw Xiao Cangkong, Tang Jianghai was secretly shocked. In the area he ruled, there was actually a person at the Divine Martial Realm, and the other party's strength was not that of a recent breakthrough.

"Xiao Yang, meet the Master."

Xiao Yang also hurried out and bowed to Ye Chen, his eyes full of excitement.

Tonight's Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival is hosted by Xiao Yang.

In Xiao Yang's eyes, Ye Chen is an almighty being. How could he not see him when he met him?

"Xiao Yang, are you holding a literary gathering?"

Ye Chen smiled.

"Yes, sir, could you please give me a poem for this Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"So many of us have racked our brains, but we haven't been able to write a decent poem." Xiao Yang said expectantly.

"Row."

At this moment, Ye Chen also became interested and followed Xiao Yang and others into the pavilion.

"Ok!"

"Who on earth is this person? Two powerful warriors in the Divine Martial Realm are so respectful to him.

There was a hint of fear in the black-clothed man's expression.

In the attic, pen, ink, paper and inkstone were quickly prepared.

Xiao Yang's excited gaze fell on Ye Chen.

Ye Chen picked up the pen, pondered for a moment, and wrote down: The full moon is like a flying mirror, and the heart of returning home is like a broken sword.

Turn the tent and travel far away, climbing up to the sky.

Suspected frost and snow on the waterway, Lin Qi saw feathers.

Looking at the white rabbit at this time, he wanted to count the autumn leaves.

A little further down the Wushan Gorge, you can still see Baidi City.

The air is heavy and the whole harbor is dark, only half of the building is bright.

The bells are urging the dawn to come, and the toads are about to fall.

Drawing the bow and relying on the remaining soul, it is not only the Han camp that is doing this.

At this moment, Ye Chen exuded an inexplicable aura, and with every word he uttered, the charm of Confucianism and Taoism increased.

At this moment, it was as if the pen in his hand had turned into a long dragon.

"what?"

"Daoyun, this is Daoyun."

Tang Jianghai and Xiao Cangqiong, who were beside Ye Chen, were shocked.

Who would have thought that Ye Chen's random poem could contain such a rich Taoist charm? At that moment, both of them had horror in their eyes.

Tao rhyme, what a precious thing.

But every time Ye Chen raised his hands and moved his feet, there was a sense of Taoism following him.

At this moment, the two of them were shocked by Ye Chen's calligraphy and painting.

"what?"

"Such a rich and majestic spirit, this is the rhythm of Confucianism and Taoism."

"It's actually the rhyme of Confucianism and Taoism, such a stunning article. If I can get it, then I don't have to worry about the inner demon anymore."

At this moment, the sinister look in the eyes of the man in black disappeared completely, replaced by excitement.

His body was shaking with excitement.

He never thought that he would be able to see such a magical object appear.

At this moment, the man in black clenched his fists and was extremely expectant.

After putting away the last stroke, a smile appeared on Ye Chen's lips.

Among the poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival, he still likes this one.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

At this moment, in the pavilion, the eyes of every scholar were filled with excitement.

Today, they actually saw a shocking poem.

However, these people still don't know the Taoist rhyme contained in this calligraphy and painting.

"Young Master, a celestial being."

Xiao Yang exclaimed in surprise.

His heart was trembling violently, and his eyes were full of shock. He had not expected that Ye Chen's casual poems would contain the rhythm of Taoism.

At this moment, Xiao Yang could hardly take his eyes off the calligraphy and painting.

Xiao Cangqiong and Tang Jianghai, who were beside Ye Chen, had disbelief in their eyes.

Such a treasure, if taken out, would surely cause countless bloody storms, but in front of Ye Chen, it was just a casual act.

Ye Chen looked at Xiao Yang who was immersed in it beside him and couldn't help but smile: "Xiao Yang, if you like this calligraphy and painting, I will give it to you."

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Xiao Cangkong was also extremely excited.

Xiao Yang is the blood of the Xiao family.

He appeared here today to protect Xiao Yang. Ye Chen valued Xiao Yang. Xiao Yang had a promising future and was the key to the rise of the Xiao family. He would not allow any accidents to happen.

"Thank you, sir!"

At this moment, Xiao Yang's voice was trembling with excitement when he heard Ye Chen's voice.

"Sir, it seems that we need to train this person."

"It's a pity that I don't practice literature, otherwise it would be a great opportunity to accept this boy as my disciple." Tang Jianghai was a little jealous at this moment, but he didn't dare to snatch Ye Chen's things.