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Chapter 470

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In an instant, countless practitioners gathered around the Yong Hall.

The extravagance of the Great Confucian was huge, and the 32 Great Confucian scholars were even more so. This was not just a grand event, but a battle between Sima Yuntian and Yan Chuan.

In the Meng Rongrong Hall.

"32 Great Confucian scholars? Literary contest? Is there going to be a poetry contest? "Meng Rongrong frowned.

"That's right, Miss. The poems of the Great Confucian scholars are priceless. This time, there are 32 Great Confucian scholars. This is an unprecedented event!" Changqing said.

"That's right, Miss. The 32 Great Confucian scholars followed the Great Sage Sima Yuntian around the world. They must have accumulated countless good poems. This time, it will be a feast for the eyes!"

"Miss, we are going to take a look. What about you?"

Meng Rongrong frowned. "Me? Not interested. You guys go! "

"Okay!" Changqing and the rest left the hall excitedly.

In the hall, Meng Rongrong's eyes showed a trace of disdain. "32 Great Confucian scholars? Literary contest Yan Chuan? Hmph, a bunch of shameless people! "

After saying that, Meng Rongrong frowned. "Why should I care about his life?"

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Julu Hall!

"Literary contest?" Hall Master Meng Ziqiu laughed.

"In order to maintain Sima Yuntian's image, they really did it. What a pity!" Le Yi laughed.

The two of them shook their heads as they drank.

Beside them, the disciple who came to report, Old Yan asked curiously, "Teacher, what's a pity?"

"It's too pretentious. Even if they humiliated Yan Chuan, they might not be able to redeem themselves. If they lose, hehe, I wonder how they will deal with it!" Le Yi laughed.

"Lose? Is that possible? I heard that the 32 Great Confucian scholars followed the Great Sage Sima Yuntian around the world and wrote countless poems! How can Yan Chuan win? "Old Yan asked curiously.

"That year, Yan Tao, who thought that he would win?" Le Yi asked.

"Uh!" Old Yan stopped talking!

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Three days later, in the evening.

A large number of Confucian cultivators had gathered on the square of the Yong Palace, numbering close to ten thousand. There were also a large number of non-Confucian cultivators around them.

Ten thousand scholars gathered and held a Peak Literary Gathering.

Countless Confucian cultivators revealed looks of excitement. At the same time, they all looked towards the deserted Eastern Palace with looks of pity.

Perhaps in the eyes of the scholarly cultivators, this scholarly meeting would conveniently humiliate Yan Chuan. However, that was only in passing, because a brat who was still wet behind the ears was simply not qualified to talk about literature.

The door of the Yong Palace was still closed.

However, several Confucian cultivators were already respectfully carrying a signboard in the direction of the Eastern Palace.

"Fishing for fame? Isn't that the plaque with 'Fishing for Fame' written on it? "A Confucian cultivator immediately recognized it.

"No, there are words on the back. Invitation?"

"This is?"





… …

The scholarly cultivators immediately began to discuss amongst themselves. However, the plaque was quickly sent to the square of the Eastern Palace.

"What are you doing?" Dongfang Zhengpai asked in a low voice.

"This is the invitation card that Chen Ping asked us to deliver to Young Master Yan Chuan!" The Confucian cultivator said respectfully.

"Bastard, is this an invitation card?" Dongfang Zhengpai said in a low voice.

The Confucian cultivators respectfully bowed slightly, threw down the plaque, and turned around to leave!

"Stop!" Dongfang Zhengpai shouted.

However, the Confucian cultivators did not stop at all.

"Damn the invitation card!" Meow said angrily.

"Fishing for fame? This is a slap in the face! "Dongfang Zhengpai frowned.

"Let's go and see Yan Chuan!" Dongfang Zhengpai turned around and said to Meow.

"Meow!"

Meow immediately nodded, and the cat and human quickly walked towards the Eastern Palace.

They opened the door of the main hall and stepped inside.

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