Chapter 1257

"I come to visit Jixia school in xiayechen!"

In the green mountains and waters, ye Chen's voice is like a huge copper hitting on the bell, which is vast and impressive.

When the last word came down, the original quiet land like a paradise was suddenly broken, birds and animals were scattered, even the fish out of the water also took the opportunity to dive into the bottom.

Then the whole Jixia school was shocked.

Ye Chen!

In front of the master of yaochi, the evil star who killed emperor xuanluo and other three peerless giants came to Jixia school!

If we look at the whole ancient world recently, whose name is the most huge, it is natural that ye Chen is the first word.

"Squeak!"

In front of them, the ancient and simple firewood gate was gently opened, and a group of people, mostly young men and women in robes, rushed out first.

In an instant, there were dense figures outside the Mountain Gate of Jixia school palace. They all looked at Ye Chen and his party.

There are shock, reverence, sneer and unkindness.

"He is Ye Chen, who is very famous? However, I thought I had three heads and six arms. I could swallow the moon! "

Some people look at Ye Chen with cold eyes. After a sneer, the eyes are full of thick and unskillful colors.

"He looks elegant and has extraordinary temperament. He is not like an unforgettable person at all, but a modest gentleman..."

There are women in the school looking at him with great splendor.

Ye Chen ignores everyone's eyes and continues to walk towards the Mountain Gate with her daughter in her arms.

"Stop!"

At this time, a young man in a green robe stepped out and stopped Ye Chen badly: "this is my Jixia school. No outsiders are allowed to enter!"

Ye Chen looks at him quietly: "who are you?"

"I'm Jiheng, a three generation disciple of the Confucian Academy of the Xuegong!"

The youth of qingpao looked at him with defiant eyes, and was full of vigor and Humanity: "Ye, I know you are lawless in the outside world, but this is my Jixia school palace. How dare you be so rude?"

Ye Chen said, "let your adults come out and talk to me!"

"You deserve it..." Ji Heng couldn't help sneering.

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, ye Chen suddenly put out a big hand behind him and raised the former one directly.

"Little bunny, who are you talking to?"

The old ancestor of huangquan looked at him directly, and said with a grin, "you Jixia school claims to be a scholar, and all the scholars are like you who have no respect, inferiority and domineering?"

Ji Heng was held in the air, his face red.

Seeing this scene, a lot of young men and women gathered around and glared at Ye Chen and others: "let go of elder martial brother Ji!"

"Stop it all!!!"

At this time, a moderate voice suddenly came from behind the crowd, and then saw a grey clad scribe walking steadily and slowly.

"Uncle Wen!"

"I've met uncle Wen!"

Seeing the visitor, all the people who were filled with indignation immediately got out of the way and stepped aside.

The middle-aged literati first took a look at Jiheng, who was held in the air by the ancestors of huangquan, and then fixed his eyes on Ye Chen.

"Emperor ye, you once said that you came to visit Jixia school, but now you are attacking the disciples of Jixia school, which is not very polite?"

His tone was a little chilly.

Smell speech, leaf Chen look invariable way: "what person are you?"

The middle-aged literati proudly said: "I'm the elder of the discipline Hall of the Confucian Academy, because of my extraordinary words!"

"Let him go!"

Ye Chen looks back at the old ancestor of huangquan. After Huang's later release of Jiheng, he looks at Wen Han and says, "Wen Chang also wants to block me from entering the mountain gate?"

"Emperor ye, there are regulations in our school. Generally, no outsiders are allowed to enter the school!"

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were slightly unhappy: "are you trying to force me to break in?"

Huang Quan's ancestor and Xiao Hei are suddenly exposed to the fierce light.

Wen Chang's face changed a little, and said: "it's just like Lord Ye. Naturally, there are exceptions. If you want to enter our school, you need to complete three conditions."

"Tell me." Ye Chendao.

"First!"

Elder Wen smiled faintly: "all the scholars in my school palace don't like martial arts practitioners. Therefore, if Lord Ye wants to enter, he will have to abandon his accomplishments, including those behind you!!!"

As soon as this remark came out, little Haydn was furious: "old man, what do you say?"

Ye Chen stopped him and said, "go on!"

Seeing that ye Chen didn't respond very much, elder Wen seemed to have the courage to say again: "second, Emperor ye needs to choose one of the five generations of disciples in our school palace to fight. If he wins, he can be qualified!"

Ye Chen's eyes are calm, and he says, "literary battle?"

"Yes, it's the fight!"

"You can choose one of my five generations of disciples to compare and try to write poems or draw Taoism," said elder Wen

As soon as he finished speaking, Jixia school palace around him could not help laughing. He looked at Ye Chen with Schadenfreude, but despised more.

Looking at the whole ancient world, if we talk about poetry, song and Fu, who can compare with Jixia school?

Ye Chen is still silent.

Elder Wen glanced at him with a little pride: "third, after finishing the first two, Emperor ye still needs to enter the mountain gate from the stone steps with the ritual of kneeling and kowtowing!"

"Three kneels and nine percussions?"

The old ancestor of huangquan was furious and laughed.

"Nature!"

Elder Wen didn't realize: "my school has taught the world with poetry and books, respected the ancient methods and etiquette, and paid attention to the differences of respect and inferiority. If you want to enter, you should naturally pay homage to the saints."

"Ye Daoyou, do it. Why bother talking with these poor scholars?"

Huang Quan's father suddenly looked at Ye Chen, and his eyes were full of fine works, self cultivation and literary fighting. He clearly wanted to make trouble for them.

"Dare you?"

Wen Chang's old face has changed.

"Whoever stands in my way today will die!"

Ye Chen's eyes are clear and cold. He takes a step forward. His eyes are bright, and his body is like a mountain.

"Poop! Splash! Pop up! "

At that moment, many disciples of Jixia Academy couldn't bear this kind of pressure first, and fell to the ground one after another. Their faces were horrified.

Even the elder Wen vomited blood, and the whole man was suppressed on the ground as if he were throwing himself at yechen.

"Unbridled!!!"

"An dare to show off in my school palace!!!"

Almost at that moment, several figures shot out of the self-study palace and went straight to yechen, as if to intercept them.

Some people hold scriptures in their hands, which stir up wind and thunder, and some write and draw, which changes the color of the wind and the clouds, and some have a clear understanding of the void.

"Ye doesn't want to kill, but why do you force me?"

Ye Chen turns her head suddenly, her eyes are cold, and her mind is crazy, which makes the space solidified.

"Puff, puff..."

The powerful scholars of the several schools vomited blood one after another and were shocked by their momentum to fly out, which seemed to be severely damaged.