He looked at Ye Qingyun with a bit of surprise.
I wonder if this is the Ye Qingyun just now?
Why do you feel like two different people?
And I don't know why.
An inexplicable pressure spread out from Ye Qingyun.
Invisibly, it enveloped the whole place.
Not only the four of Xu Shaoyang, but also Aohuang and his son, as well as other people in Xuanjing Palace, all felt this pressure.
All of a sudden they changed color!
Especially the four of Xu Shaoyang.
Their cultivation levels are extremely high, and each of them is a genius among geniuses.
But under this invisible pressure, his whole body became tense involuntarily.
The power in the body is running a little uncontrollably.
Such a situation made Xu Shaoyang and the four of them a little frightened.
The four of them are all powerful Yuan Hua Yuans.
Even when facing many strong men from the older generation, such a situation has never happened.
Could it be that the Ye Qingyun in front of me really had unfathomable cultivation?
Far above the four of them?
They were a little unsure for a while.
Lin Xianxian stepped forward again.
"Master Ye, now that you have eaten, it's time to discuss Confucianism with me, right?"
Ye Qingyun smiled slightly.
"Can."
Lin Xianxian also showed a smile.
"I wonder how much Mr. Ye knows about my Confucianism?"
Ye Qingyun touched his chin.
"Probably, they all know a little bit."
Do you know a little bit about everything?
Lin Xianxian's mouth curled up slightly.
Naturally, she didn't believe what Ye Qingyun said.
Although Lin Xianxian did not
Although she has no cultivation base, she is born with a body of jade and Confucianism, pure and flawless.
As long as she is willing, she can control everything in Confucianism.
I don’t know how many senior Confucian masters have asserted that it won’t take long, and in three hundred years, Lin Xianxian will definitely be the leader of Confucianism in the Central Plains.
So she is very confident!
"Master Ye, I have a piece of calligraphy here that I wrote when I was ten years old."
Lin Xianxian took out a picture of calligraphy from the storage bag.
"Since Mr. Ye is quite knowledgeable about my Confucianism, I would like to ask Mr. Ye to give me some advice."
During the conversation.
Lin Xianxian opened this picture.
Everyone also looked at it.
I saw four big characters written on it.
The world is vast!
Although there are only four characters, it seems to encompass everything about Confucianism.
The writing style is even more vigorous and powerful, and very capable.
Taken as a whole, these four characters appear majestic and majestic, making everyone who sees them unable to help but feel a sense of heroism.
Aohuang and his son looked extremely shocked.
If this calligraphy was written by an older Confucian figure, it would be fine.
But these four words were written by a girl like Lin Xianxian.
and.
It was written when she was ten years old!
Ten years old!
A ten-year-old girl can write such a picture.
It’s simply too scary!
It is enough to make those who consider themselves calligraphers ashamed to death.
"What beautiful words!"
Huikong and Yuexiaxia were also filled with admiration in their hearts.
They have seen Ye Qingyun's calligraphy many times.
But Lin Xianxian's calligraphy could still make them both so impressed.
It can be seen that this calligraphy is indeed very outstanding.
"Master Ye, what do you think of my calligraphy?"
Lin Xianxian said with some pride.
Ye Qingyun walked up to him with a toothpick in his mouth.
Take a closer look at the words.
"The writing is good, very suitable for a ten-year-old child."
Lin Xianxian's face was startled.
"What did you say?"
Chapter completed!