wrong.
My heart still has to beat.
Otherwise, it will be a waste.
"Well, this is what I thought."
Ye Qingyun said very calmly.
In my heart, I silently muttered "Brother Mencius, I'm sorry."
"hiss!"
Yang Yongxin took a breath of cold air.
Such a Confucian mantra was really created by Ye Qingyun.
Then isn't Ye Qingyun comparable to a Confucian saint?
Isn’t this too scary?
What kind of existence are Confucian saints?
They all disappeared in ancient times.
Perhaps there may still be one or two Confucian saints in the Central Plains.
"I must take this calligraphy back. This is a great opportunity for my Yuzhang Academy!"
Yang Yongxin said secretly in his heart.
In order to take this painting back with him, Yang Yongxin hurriedly bid farewell to Moon God Palace.
Taking this calligraphy with me, I rushed to Yuzhang Academy.
Yuzhang Academy.
One of the six courtyards.
Because the overall strength of the six academies is almost the same, there is no ranking.
But after all, it is a sect inherited from ancient Confucianism. There are often discussions about Confucianism among the six academies.
Competition in aspects.
Yuzhang Academy has suffered relatively badly in competitions in recent years.
It has been suppressed many times by other institutions.
Yang Yongxin was extremely happy.
I originally wanted to come and meet this powerful man invited by the Moon God Palace.
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise.
This word!
This is a great opportunity for Yuzhang Academy.
Yang Yongxin returned to Yuzhang Academy without stopping.
He directly called all the senior officials of the academy over.
A crowd of people gathered in the lobby of the academy.
"Vice President Yang, why did you come back in such a hurry and call us all over?"
"Did you encounter trouble in the Moon God Palace?"
"Huh? Vice Dean Yang, why has your aura become so abundant?"
Originally, the academy's senior officials were still a little confused.
But soon.
They saw the changes in Yang Yongxin.
Yang Yongxin's whole person seemed to be reborn.
Although his cultivation has not changed, his energy and spirit are completely different from before.
There is even a hint of Confucian grandeur emerging.
This is a bit surprising.
"Junior Brother Yang, what happened?"
Shen Canglang, the dean of Yuzhang Academy and Yang Yongxin's senior brother, asked.
Shen Canglang looks like a middle-aged man, but in fact, he is the oldest in Yuzhang Academy.
He is twenty years older than Yang Yongxin.
And Shen Canglang's cultivation level is also extremely advanced, and he has entered the realm of half-step transformation.
"Senior brother, look!"
Yang Yongxin didn't show any concern and directly opened the calligraphy he brought back.
Let people watch.
Everyone looked at this word together.
They all lost their color for a while.
"Is this the work of my Confucian saint?"
"Oh my god! Such a short statement can reach the level of Confucian mantra!"
"No! I'm going to break through!"
Chapter completed!