Julu City, Eastern Palace!

The Eastern Oriental Demons hurriedly ran to the main hall Oriental Hall.

The door of the hall is open, and you can see Yan Chuan inside, quickly flipping through the pages of the book, shaped like flowing water, reading books too fast.

Meow meow lazily lying on the table, sleeping in.

In the hall, rows of bookshelves are densely packed.

"All the information of the tiger clan within 20,000 to 21,000 years!" Yan Chuan shouted while looking at the book in his hand.

"yes!"

Qinglong circled around the bookshelf, quickly searched, found it one by one, and quickly threw it on Yan Chuan's desk.

Yan Chuan kept reading.

"Yan Chuan, it's not good, they're calling!" Dongfang Zhengsai rushed into the hall and shouted.

"Meow? Who called me?" Meow immediately woke up.

"That Chen Ping went back to find a group of senior brothers, the last thirty-two great scholars of the seventy-two great scholars, all of whom were dispatched!" said the Oriental Sect.

"Oh?" Yan Chuan stopped slightly.

"They are here to kill?" Meow Meow immediately stood up.

"Kill? No, but it's almost done! Thirty-two great scholars are obviously targeting you now!" said the Oriental Sect.

"What's the meaning?"

"Didn't you offend Chen Ping so badly that day? It threatened Sima Yuntian's reputation. His thirty-two great scholars were going to hold a literary meeting called "Peak Literary Meeting"!" said the Oriental Zhengsai.

"Peak Literature Club?" Miaomiao looked at the Eastern Decisive Party curiously.

"Location, Yong Palace!" said the Oriental Zhengsai.

"Yong Palace?" Yan Chuan said in confusion.

"Yong Hall, right next to my Oriental Hall, look, it's that floating island!" Dongfang Zhengsai pointed to a floating island not far away.

Although it is not as big as the Oriental Palace Floating Island, it is closely adjacent.

"Meow, I really called. The place is so close that I can hear the sounds opposite me standing on the edge of the floating island!" Meow said.

"No, and this time it is open to all the scholars of Julu City. As long as you want, you can come to visit nearby!" said the Oriental Master.

"So what? I haven't had time lately! I'm busy!" Yan Chuan frowned.

I had too much information in my hand and couldn't find the information I wanted for a while.

"They all came to the door, don't you do anything?" Dongfang Zhengpai said in surprise.

"Not available!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

As he said that, Yan Chuan continued to sit down and flip through the information.

The Eastern Decent People opened their mouths, wondering what Yan Chuan was looking for.

"Meow, I'll go with you to see!" Meow Meow was very curious.

"Okay!" Oriental decent nodded speechlessly—

Peak Literary Festival!

These four words are like a strong wind blowing towards the entire Julu City.

Countless Confucian scholars were invited and opened to the public?

The great scholar Wang Long, the great scholar Chen Ping, the great scholar...............!

A series of great Confucian names have made countless Confucian scholars look admiring.

"Yongdian? A literary meeting initiated by the thirty-two great scholars?"

"Does Yong Palace rely on the Dongfang Palace? Don't Yan Chuan live there?"

"Is it a literary meeting targeting Yan Chuan?"

"I heard that Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian are competing for the Conquest of the Gods! Could it be that the battle between the two sides has begun?"

"Thirty-two great scholars! This article will definitely be wonderful!"

"Peak Literature Association? You must go and have a look!"

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In addition to the invited Confucian scholars, countless Confucian scholars went from all over the place to Yong Hall, and even many people from sects who were not studying and went to the location of Yong Hall curiously.

For a time, countless practitioners gathered around the Yong Hall.

The great scholars' pomp was still very big, and the thirty-two great scholars were even more so. This was not just a grand event, but perhaps it was the battle between Sima Yuntian and Yan Chuan.

Inside Meng Rongrong's Palace.

"Thirty-two great scholars? Literary Society? Are you going to compete in poetry?" Meng Rongrong frowned.

"Yes, the poems of the big scholars are hard to find. This time they are the thirty-two great scholars, and the grand occasion is unprecedented!" Changqing said on the side.

"Yes, Sister Wu, the thirty-two great scholars, who traveled around the world with the great sage Sima Yuntian, must have accumulated countless good poems. This time I will be feasting my eyes!"

"Sister Wu, we are going to see you too, where are you?"

Meng Rongrong frowned and said, "I? I'm not interested, you guys go!"

"Okay!" Changqing and others were excited to leave the hall.

In the hall, Meng Rongrong's eyes showed a hint of disdain: "Thirty-two great scholars? Wen Fighting Yan Chuan? Humph, a group of shameless people!"

After saying that, Meng Rongrong frowned: "Why do I care about him for life or death?"—

Julu Palace!

"Peak Literature Association?" The head of the institute, Meng Ziqiu, showed a hint of amusing.

"In order to keep Sima Yuntian's image unchanged, they really did it, a pity!" Le Yi showed a hint of amusing.

The two of them shook their heads while drinking.

Next to him, Lao Yan, a disciple who came to report, said curiously: "Teacher, what a pity?"

"It's too artificial. Even if Yan Chuan is insulted, it may not be able to save that day's shame. If you are unfortunately defeated, haha, I don't know how they will end!" Le Yi smiled.

"Lost? Is it possible? I heard that these thirty-two great scholars have traveled around the world with the great sage Sima Yuntian, and wrote countless poems and essays all over the world! How could Yan Chuan win?" Lao Yan said curiously.

"Who thought Yan Tao would win the championship back then?" Le Yi asked.

"Uh!" Lao Yan stopped talking!—

Three days later, in the evening.

On the Yong Hall, there were a large number of Confucian scholars gathered, nearly 10,000. There were also a large number of non-Confucian scholars watching around.

Ten thousand scholars gathered and held a peak literary meeting.

Countless Confucian scholars showed excitement. At the same time, the Confucian scholars looked at the deserted Eastern Palace not far away, and showed pity.

Perhaps in the eyes of all the scholars, this literary meeting would humiliate Yan Chuan. But it was just that, because a rude boy was not worthy of talking about literary works.

The gate of Yong Hall has not opened.

But several Confucian scholars respectfully carried a plaque toward the Oriental Hall.

"Seeking fame and reputation? The plaque with fame and reputation?" A Confucian scholar immediately recognized it.

"No, there are words on the back, invitation?"

"This is?"

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The scholars and scholars immediately discussed it. But the plaque was quickly sent to the Dongfang Palace Plaza.

"What are you doing?" Dongfang Zheng Sect said in a deep voice.

"This is the invitation that the great Confucian Chen Ping asked us to send to Mr. Yan Chuan!" The Confucian cultivator said respectfully.

"Bastard, is this an invitation?" Oriental decent voiced.

The Confucian scholars gave a respectful slight salute, threw down the plaque and turned around and left!

"Stop!" the Eastern Decent Sect shouted.

But several Confucian scholars did not stop at all.

"Invite your sister!" Meow meow said angrily.
To be continued...