"My handwriting is getting more and more beautiful!"
Ye Qingyun praised himself.
And as his voice sounded, the silence of heaven and earth ended.
The figures of the Five Confucian Saints also suddenly disappeared into Ye Qingyun's body.
All the Confucian holy energy has also dissipated.
It's like it never appeared.
Everyone seemed to be waking up from a dream.
"Master Shen, look at these five words I wrote. They should be pretty good, right?"
Ye Qingyun said to Shen Canglang expectantly.
Shen Canglang was confused.
Others also looked at Ye Qingyun with strange eyes.
Why does this person act like nothing happened?
You, Ye Qingyun, didn’t even mention the shocking news just now?
"Master Ye, just now"
Yang Yongxin wanted to speak, but Shen Canglang immediately gave him a look.
Yang Yongxin understood and quickly held back his words.
Shen Canglang secretly sighed in his heart.
This Mr. Ye is really an unimaginable existence.
Obviously just now
It brought great opportunities to Yuzhang Academy.
But instead it was silent and not mentioned at all.
This is the Confucian gentleman’s style!
No wonder this figure who can bring about the Five Sages of Confucianism can bring such big changes to Yuzhang Academy.
This is definitely a new generation of Confucian saints!
Even, surpassing the existence of the ancient saints!
"Since Ye Shengren is so peaceful and low-key, we must not damage Ye Shengren's state of mind."
Shen Canglang secretly sent a message to Yang Yongxin and others.
Everyone responded quietly.
For a time, in the minds of Shen Canglang and others, Ye Qingyun was already a Confucian saint.
"Master Ye's calligraphy is even more elegant than that of my predecessors from Yuzhang Academy."
Shen Canglang immediately started to praise him.
As for what happened just now, just pretend that nothing happened.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Ye's calligraphy is a masterpiece. It should be hung in the hall immediately and be enshrined by everyone in our Yuzhang Academy!"
Yang Yongxin also came with his mouth open.
Isn't it just flattering?
That's what I, Lao Yang, are best at.
"As long as you are satisfied."
Ye Qingyun smiled.
"This handwriting is for you."
"Thank you Mr. Ye!"
Shen Canglang quickly and carefully picked up the calligraphy.
This is the calligraphy of a saint.
I'm lucky today.
at the same time.
The land of the Central Plains.
In the vast gray fog, a whirlpool appeared.
immediately.
A figure stepped out from the whirlpool.
"First the aura of the Legalist saint appeared, and now the aura of the Confucian saint appeared. We must come out and see what is happening in this world."
This man was dressed in red armor, holding a pitch-black halberd, with a calm and resolute face, and eyes filled with murderous aura.
The moment this person stepped out of the Central Plains, some ancient beings in the Four Realms woke up.
"Is this breath the appearance of an ancient military strategist?"
Chapter completed!