A group of old scholars in the inner court is talking about a new poetry, but without exception, all are praise.
The students of Bei Cang Academy are very modest, which makes Ye Xuan very surprised.
"Masterpiece list?"
Ye Xuan looked closer and found that the quiet night thoughts that had emerged from the domineering side had been engraved on a stone wall.
Its ranking is actually the fifth!
Business Trading Center?
Ye Xuan felt incredible. After all, this quiet night thought is the work of Shi Xian Li Bai.
He only feels that this group of people does not know the goods, so the governments of the poems, at least the first.
However, he also heard that the top four of the masterpieces are all very popular.
The first three, just take out one, you can easily shake the magical people below the mood.
"The first in the list of masterpieces, killing the word, killing the scholars to write!"
"The second place in the masterpiece, Shanhe Baotu, the fourth president painted!"
"The third place in the masterpiece, the stone carving of the town, the eighth dean!"
"The fourth place in the masterpiece, the Zhengyang scriptures, created by the academician Nalanqu!"
Ye Xuan looked at it and found that these authors were not small.
The fourth dean of the North Cang Academy is a painter. His works are magnificent, and the deputy of the mountains and rivers is a genuine one. Even the magical powers of the artistic conception may be suppressed.
The Shanhe treasure map used by the three scholars before is a copy of Linyi's works, but it also has the effect of the town.
The eighth president of Bei Cang Academy was a sculptor. His town's magic stone carving also had a magical effect. At the same time, it was also carved by many people and used in battle.
As for the Zhengyang Classics, which is the fourth in the list of famous works, it is the supernatural power of Tang Yuanlong, who is a frivolous scholar. He is a master who specializes in dealing with the Magic.
And that Nalan group is the grandfather of the current dean.
As for the first killing of the famous list, it was the biggest one, because it was created by the first dean of the North Cang Academy.
This killing word is a calligraphy and painting, there is only one word on it, kill!
However, no one has ever seen the original.
"The first four looks very powerful..."
Ye Xuan’s heart is a dark sentence.
After listening to it, he can understand this ranking. After all, Li Bai is just an ordinary person, and the top four in the list of famous works are all strong players.
Don't talk about the mood, even if it is a virtual god, if you come to the earth, you can be called the king. And if it is a mood, it is a super strong who can easily destroy all continents.
At this time, Ye Xuan did not know that after his first night of thought, there was a wave of turbulent waves in the high-rise of the inner court. After the high-level learned, many people had sent many people to the outer court to find Ye Xuan.
Just as Ye Xuan went from the outer court to the inner court.
"No matter what, look for Mo blood clothes first!"
Ye Xuan was too lazy to manage so much, turned and prepared to leave.
At this moment, suddenly a shadow stopped him.
"Hey, are you here?"
A deja vu voice fell into Ye Xuan's ear. Ye Xuan stared at it and found that the man who stopped him was actually the white woman who was in the outer court.
"Sister, what is the matter?" asked Ye Xuan frowning.
"What are you so anxious to do?"
The white woman asked curiously.
"Hey, I just joined the North Cang Academy and saw a ‘friend’, so I said hello in the past.” Ye Xuan said truthfully.
Of course, what he only saw was not a friend, but an enemy.
"It turns out that, forget it."
The woman in white nodded slightly and said: "My lady wants to see you, let me go."
"Your lady is..."
Ye Xuan asked subconsciously.
This white woman, but a singular eight-point master, and she is called a young lady, the head must not be small.
"My lady is Nalan Bing, the daughter of the dean. She saw you talented, so I want to see you, why, you don't want to?" The woman in white said slowly.
"The daughter of the dean, Nalan Bing?"
After listening to it, Ye Xuan was also taken aback, and this can scare him.
"This……"
Ye Xuan is hesitant.
This is not because he is afraid, but because he is only learning from the shallow, is it a genuine school scum, in case the other party asked him to create a few more poems to do?
"But it will be the time to listen to it."
Ye Xuan made a decision in his heart. Anyway, Jing Ye thought is not his work.
Frankly wide, resisting strictness, not to mention the quiet night thinking of this poem is beneficial to Bei Cang Academy, so he will not have any problems.
"Okay, let's go."
Ye Xuan nodded slightly and decided to go to see the Nalan ice side.
"go!"
The white woman is also a direct U-turn.
After they left, the old books were all envious.
Talented woman Nalan Bing, this is the goddess in their hearts!
Ye Xuan He De He Neng, will be met by Nalan Bing?
However, if they let them know that the first night of the famous list is the handwriting of Ye Xuan, I am afraid I will be shocked.
......
After leaving, the white woman walked with Ye Xuan toward the mountainside.
"My name is Bai Su, but the maid around the lady. It is my lady who plays the piano in the Jingxin Lake." The white woman said as she walked.
The person who plays the piano in the lake, in fact, Ye Xuan is already guessing, this is nothing.
He is only curious, how strong is the realm of Nalan Bing, is it a nine-point pass, or is it a dream?
Just when he was in meditation, Bai Su said: "There is a lot of murderousness in your body. Your mood may not meet the standard. Otherwise, Miss may recommend you to the Dean and let the Dean accept you. For the disciples."
"Oh!"
Ye Xuan nodded, pretending to be a pity.
Dean of the dean, this is very tempting, but unlike other people, cultivation is by engulfing, and it is indifferent to who is a master.
Of course, the advantage of having a big man as a master is that there will be a lot of talents.
"I remind you here, Miss is the daughter of the dean. If you dare to have any thoughts about her, you may not live tomorrow." Bai Su reminded again.
"What do you think?"
Ye Xuan brows a pick, my heart is very disdain.
However, he immediately responded, and if he did, he would certainly be torn by the old books.
But what he doesn't know is that white is not the meaning.
Soon, Ye Xuan came to the front of a loft under the guidance of Bai Su.
"Miss, people brought it!"
Bai Su shouted outside the attic.
"come in."
On the third floor of the attic, there was a clear and sweet voice. After Ye Xuan heard it, it was estimated that the age of Nalan Bing was estimated to be about twenty.
"Twenty-year-old pass-through is eight-fold, this is a genius!"
Ye Xuan’s heart is a dark sentence.
With the eye of perception, he has already figured out the realm of Nalan Bing inside.