"Boom

The door of the hall slammed shut. Left the opposite Yongdian people's point of view.

Inside the Oriental palace, Yan Chuan continued to search through the materials.

"Bai Di Tian? At last Yan Chuan was suddenly happy.

"Qinglong, keep looking for the information of this era, quick!" Yan Chuan said.

"Yes

Yan Chuan is constantly reading a trace of information about Bai Di Tian that he has just found. Miaomiao and the Eastern Orthodox have already entered the hall with the plaque.

"Meow, Yan Chuan!" Miaomiao immediately jumped in front of Yan Chuan.

"What's the matter?" Yan Chuan doubts.

"Look Meow meow angry way.

The Eastern Orthodox School showed Yan Chuan a plaque.

"Ha ha, did Chen Ping send it again?" Yan Chuan showed a little funny.

"More than that, the summit Literary Association will start immediately. They sent it in front of nearly ten thousand scholars. This is a slap in the face. Won't you go?" Said the eastern decent.

"In the face? This group of mediocre talents also deserve? " Yan Chuan showed a trace of disdain.

"Mediocre? Are you ready to go? " The face of the Oriental decent said happily.

"There's no time for the moment. Let them make trouble first." Yan Chuan shakes his head.

"Ah, but if you don't go, don't you admit the plaque?" The Eastern Orthodox is anxious.

Yan Chuan smiles and doesn't say anything. He keeps looking at the news about the White Emperor in history.

In the Yong hall.

Chen Ping's face showed a great joy: "ha ha ha ha, Yan Chuan should shrink his head turtle. He dare not come out. It is also true that he will only be more disgraceful when he comes."

A large number of great scholars began to smile, and they all looked at Wang long.

"The elder martial brother thinks well. Even if Yan Chuan doesn't dare to come over, he can also make his image disappear!" A group of great scholars laughed.

"Yan Chuan? It's just a clown! " Chen Ping scorned.

Wang long, the leader, touched his beard and said with a smile: "it's almost time. The summit conference will be held on time."

"Well!" A large number of scholars nodded.

"Kuang!"

Yong hall gate, slowly open. Thirty two Confucians stepped out of the hall.

"Look, the great scholars are coming out!"

"That's Wang long, that's Chen Ping, that's......!"

"The summit culture club has finally begun!"

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Thirty two great Confucians became the focus of nearly ten thousand scholars.

It's getting dark, but there are a lot of night pearls shining around. The whole Yong hall has become resplendent.

On the square in front of Yong hall. There is a high platform for thirty-two scholars to step on.

"I've met Wang long, a great scholar!"

"I've met the great scholar Chen Ping!"

"I've seen it...!"

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For a moment, all the Confucians came to the ceremony one after another.

Wang long stretched out his hand and pressed slightly. Nearly ten thousand scholars stopped talking. In a twinkling of an eye, the hall of Yong was quiet, and the grand gathering began!

"Thank you for coming to participate in the summit of the old man's Literary Association. We have worked with our teachers for hundreds of years. We have created some poems for you to appreciate. I hope you will not dislike it!" Wang Longke airway.

"Wang long, you are welcome!"

"Yes, I'm not very honored to be here!"

"You're welcome."

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There was a sudden round of compliments.

"In that case, all of you will sit on the ground and we will talk about it! Encourage each other Wang Long said with a smile.

"Good!" Nearly ten thousand scholars should drink one after another.

A group of Confucians sat down one after another.

Thirty two great Confucians also sat down under the leadership of Wang long.

Yong hall around, quietly, no one dare to make a noise. Summit culture club, officially open!

PS: introduce a book "xianding change" written by a friend in the tower. You can have a look at it when you have time!

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