Ye Qingyun was a little furious when seen.

But there was no panic at this moment.

Still looking calm.

Didn't explain anything.

Seeing Ye Qingyun's calm look, Chen Canglang and Yang Yongxin were secretly surprised.

It seems that it is because of Ye Qingyun.

The two looked at each other and could see the shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.

How does Ye Qingyun exist?

Even the tablets that he had worshipped for thousands of years in Yuzhang Academy could not bear his worship.

It's simply terrifying!

Chen Canglang quickly calmed down.

Let people quickly take down these five cracked words.

"May Master Ye laugh."

Chen Canglang is a little bitter.

Ye Qingyun thought for a while: "If the Lord Shen of the Courtyard does not dislike him, I will write these five more words for your court?"

Although Ye Qingyun himself felt that these five words had nothing to do with him.

But I was a little sad.

I plan to rewrite these five words to Yuzhang Academy.

"If the Lord Shen minds, then forget it, just pretend that Ye has never said it."

Ye Qingyun added another sentence.

"How could it be? It is my honor to have Mr. Ye Mo Bao again."

Yang Yongxin quickly answered the conversation.

And he kept winking at Chen Canglang.

Chen Canglang immediately understood.

"Yes, Mr. Ye, please leave Mobao."

While talking.

Chen Canglang had already taken out the paper and pen by himself.

It was placed in front of Ye Qingyun.

And Yang Yongxin even grinds Ye Qingyun himself.

He grinded very quickly, and the hand holding the ink strip was almost showing afterimage.

A few breaths.

The ink has been ground.

Then everyone looked expectant.

Ye Qingyun was not nervous either.

Lift the pen and dip it ink.

Then I finished writing.

sky!

land!

Jun!

relative!

division!

Five big characters are reflected on the paper in turn.

And every time a word is written, a rich and profound Confucian sage will appear on Ye Qingyun.

All the people present in the academy changed their colors.

and.

The holy air penetrated through the academy and soared into the sky.

It attracted attention from all parties.

Especially the other five academies, I felt the Confucian sage spirit emitted from Yuzhang Academy.

It caused a huge sensation.

Countless eyes looked in the direction of Yuzhang Academy.

"Confucian sage! How could such a strong Confucian sage appear in Yuzhang Academy?"

"Oh my God! Did I have a Confucian saint born in Yuzhang Academy?"

"This is impossible! The Confucian saints no longer exist. Even in the Central Plains, there are not necessarily any Confucian saints!"

This Confucian sage spirit even spread to the distant and mysterious Central Plains.

The vast gray fog.

Covering the Central Plains.

An inexplicable sound of surprise sounded.

"It was the aura of a saint of a Legalist before, but now why does even the aura of a Confucianist saint appear?"

"What the hell happened outside?"

"In the rebellion of the Hundred Schools, the saints of each family had already fallen to a very small extent. The only remaining saints have also escaped into the Central Plains. It is impossible for saints to exist outside."

"Is it the newly born saint?"

"This is even more impossible!!!"

Inside Yuzhang Academy.

Ye Qingyun finished writing and looked at the five he wrote with great satisfaction.

And he didn't know.

Behind him, five figures appeared that were enough to make all the successors of Confucianism kneel down and worship.

The Five Confucian Saints!
Chapter completed!