The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Oriental bitch, do you dare to scare me?"

"Oriental wretched, okay, do you dare to come?"

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Eight Confucian scholars called out eight different names, but none of them called the original name of Eastern Decent School.

The Eastern Decent School was not ashamed, but smiled and said: "Brothers, you are busy these days!"

"Busy ass, and not allowed to practice, every day like a fool!" Confucianism looked helpless.

"Oh, no, I'm here to have fun for you, see, someone has signed up for the Fengshen Strategy!" Dongfang Zhengpai smiled.

"What? Sign up? Didn't Sima Yuntian sign up?" The Confucianism frowned.

"It's not Sima Yuntian, but my friend, Yan Chuan!" Dongfang Decent pointed at Yan Chuan.

"Yan Chuan? Yan Chuan~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" The second call to Yan Chuan's voice suddenly increased by eight tones.

"What? You are Yan Chuan?"

"Yan Tao's son?"

"Yan Chuan who assaulted Meng girl?"

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A group of Confucian scholars suddenly became interested, each of them pinched their beards, and looked at Yan Chuan brightly.

"Meow, why do you have the same virtue as the obscene fat man?" Meow was puzzled.

Obscene fat guy? Dongfang's face froze.

The eight Confucian scholars also looked stiff, looking at the Eastern decent, all looked sick, coughing, and straightened their attitudes.

"You're Yan Chuan? Are you going to sign up to compete for the title of God?" a scholar said.

"Exactly!" Yan Chuan nodded.

"Do you know that it is conditional to fight for the entitlement strategy!" The scholar said lightly.

"Conditions?" Yan Chuan looked at the Confucian student in confusion, and then at the Eastern Decent School. Didn't the Eastern Decent School say anything?

"Yes, first of all, you must be famous for Juler City. This is the most basic condition. A person who has no influence is not qualified to open academies or to teach all souls!" The scholar said lightly.

"I said, Lao Yan, isn't Yan Chuan still famous for Julu City? Go out and ask, who doesn't know Yan Chuan from a thousand-year-old woman to an eight-year-old girl?" Dongfang Zhengpai immediately defended Yan Chuan.

But listening to this argument, why does it feel awkward?

"Huh?" Old Yan was slightly startled.

"Furthermore, people like you who are like zombies, living in the deadly zombie hall, can all have heard of Yan Chuan. Have no outsiders heard of Yan Chuan? You said, how many people in Julu City don’t know Yan Chuan. Isn't he still famous for moving the whole city?" Dongfang Zhengpai said sternly.

"Okay, because of your oriental rogue's face, I reported it to him!" Lao Yan nodded.

"Listed!" Lao Yan faced the Confucianists behind him.

"Yeah!" Everyone nodded.

Quickly, took out a huge sign, and the two Confucianists quickly picked up the writing brush on the table, Ling Xu Yihua, and the word Yan Chuan appeared on the sign.

"Hang it up!" Lao Yan exclaimed.

The Confucian scholars nodded and quickly hung the sign on the other side of the hall, side by side with Sima Yuntian.

Just as Yan Chuan was satisfied, there was a loud noise outside the hall.

"Sir, Yan Chuan has entered the Temple of Sealing!" a voice called.

"What? Go in? Okay, go in with me!" A mad voice came from outside the hall.

Everyone turned their heads.

"Chen Ping?" Dongfang raised his brows upright.

The leading man in white, holding a folding fan, stepped into the hall with an arrogant expression.

"Chen Ping, a disciple of Sima Yuntian, the end of the 72nd Confucianism!" Dongfang Zhengpai explained to Yan Chuan in a low voice.

PS: Someone downstairs is doing things, the gongs and drums are noisy, the suona is constant, which seriously affects the code word speed, so it is a bit late.

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