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Returning to the Qianji Yuge in the hall, I felt a little complicated.

She naturally believed in Yan Chu, but there were too many secrets hidden in Yan Chu's body. She could not be responsible for the bloody storm that might be set off by her father.

With a sense of anxiety, Qianji Yuge returned to Yan Chu's side.

Yan Chu was eating peanuts. Seeing Qianji Yuge's face returned with an ugly expression, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Yu, what's wrong with you, are you here?"

Qianji Yuge wondered: "My aunt? When did she come?"

"Of course I have to ask you," Yan Chu coughed dryly. "Don't drink alcohol. Drink more hot water these two days."

It took a long time for Qianji Yuge to understand what Yan Chu meant, and suddenly said, "It's not what you think!"

"Then why is your face so ugly?"

"Hey, don't ask!"

Since Qianji Yuge didn't want to talk, Yan Chu didn't bother to ask, and didn't want to use the eyes of the great road to explore.

Although the Eye of the Dao is the golden finger given to Yan Chu by the system, Yan Chu believes that the golden finger can only be used to deal with enemies and friends. He will not use the Eye of the Dao.

Unless you can't help it.

At this time, the banquet was in the second half, the theater group ended, and the guests began to communicate in groups.

Xuanyuan Potian was holding the wine glass, Xiangong Sun Yi stepped to Yan Chu's side and said respectfully to Yan Chu:

"Head Yan, I was in Chutian County last time. I didn't have time to tell you. I wonder if Head Yan is free tonight?"

Yan Chu politely refused: "City Lord Xuanyuan, the Tianluo Conference will start tomorrow. I still want to return to my disciples and encourage them."

"It should be. Anyway, the Thunder Sect is in Chutian County. We will come to Japan for a long time. If there is any need for me in the future, Lord Yan, just speak up." Xuanyuan Potian said without hesitation.

"Thank you, City Lord Xuanyuan." Yan Chu took the initiative to clink glasses with Xuanyuan Potian, and then drank them all.

Seeing Yan Chu's face so much, Xuanyuan Potian's suspended heart suddenly let go.

In his heart, the first sect in Chutian County is no longer Fenglei Palace, but the Thundering Sect!

According to his understanding, the Thunder Sect had just been established. Although the disciples in the sect were not as strong as the truly powerful sects, the strength of Guang Yan Chu alone was enough to kill the Rank 6 or 7 sects!

Such a strong person must be flattering!

Gongsunyi also came to Yan Chu's side at this time and said to Yan Chu: "Xiao Chu, just now my son, they didn't respect you enough. I, the dad, will pay you first!"

The guests who were quietly watching Yan Chu, heard Gongsun Yi actually apologize to Yan Chu, and their eyes widened.

At first, some people suspected that Yan Chu was Gongsunyi's illegitimate son, but now it seems that it is definitely not the same thing!

How can I apologize to my son?

Yan Chu and Gongsun Yi are obviously equal or even higher identities!

Who is this Yan Chu sacred?!

Yan Chu shook his head and said quickly: "Master Gongsun, don't say that."

"Don't say it, don't say it, it's all in the wine!" Gongsun Yi said cheerfully.

After a cup of turbid wine, Gongsun Yi came up with interest and quietly asked Yan Chu:

"Xiao Chu, you are so good at painting, how about poetry?"

Yan Chu showed a trademark smile when he heard the words, and at the same time stretched out two fingers: "A little bit."

Gongsun Yi slapped his thigh, "Why don't you say a song to Xiao Chu and open your eyes?"

On the surface, the guests were talking about each other, but in fact they were quietly paying attention to Yan Chu. Hearing Gongsun Yi said that Yan Chu was going to chant a poem, he closed his mouth unconsciously.

"Bei Xu, what do you think of Yan Chu?"

Sect Master Yuxu asked Yan Ce holding the wine glass with interest.

Yan Beixu glanced at Yan Chu in disgust: "It's nothing but a wild man in the village, father, do you think he looks like a scholar?"

"Don't judge people by their appearance," Yan Ce taught. "Just now Xiao Xiao was defeated. What should you learn?"

"Daddy taught it."

Although Yan Beixu confessed to losing, he still looked at Yan Chu with such disdain.

At this time, Qianji Haocang also came back, learning from Gongsun Tonghai that Yan Chu was going to write a poem, and he showed interest.

I saw Yan Chu holding a hip flask and drinking three glasses alone, and suddenly smiled:

"This poem is called "Difficulties in Walking"!"

"Difficult to walk? It sounds like something interesting."

"I don't read much, so walking means walking, right? I'm a powerful person in the Nascent Soul Realm, and I can go to the sky with my eyes closed. Why is it difficult to walk in a small way?"

"If you read less, read more. Traveling is not just about walking, it may refer to our path of cultivation!"

"Shut up, Lord Yan is about to chant a poem!"

Yan Chu put down the wine glass and spoke slowly.

"Ten thousand bottles of sake and ten thousand dollars in jade pan. You can't eat when you stop the cup and throw the chopsticks, and draw your sword and look around at a loss."

"If you want to cross the Yellow River and the icy rivers, you will climb the Taihang Mountains and snow-filled mountains. When you are free to go fishing on the Bixi, you will suddenly dream of the sun by boat."

"It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, there are so many divergent roads, I'm here today."

At this point, Yan Chu suddenly stopped.

The faces of everyone were a little uncomfortable.

It's not because Yan Chu's poem is not good enough, on the contrary, this poem is extremely well written!

If you want to cross the Yellow River, you will climb the Taihang and snowy mountains.

The simple fourteen words made everyone feel insignificant, and even a deep sense of powerlessness.

This poem... is too depressing.

The whole poem seems to describe the protagonist’s lack of talent, how many setbacks he has encountered in life, and the difficulty of life.

If this poem is just here, I always feel almost so interesting, everyone feels bored in their hearts, and seems to take a breath.

At this moment, Yan Chu suddenly dropped his wine glass, pulled out the sword from Qianji Yuge's waist, and pointed at the sun in the sky!

"There will be long winds and waves...hanging the clouds and sailing to the sea!!"

In the hall, everyone was silent for a full half a minute.

Yan Chu's voice seemed to reverberate in the hearts of everyone, and it was memorable.

"Good poem!"

Gongsun Yi was so excited that he even gasped.

He has lived for thousands of years and has never seen such a good poem!

Especially the last two sentences of the poem, very free and unrestrained, there is really a bit of fairy in it!

After listening to Yan Chu's poems, everyone felt very refreshed in their hearts, as if sailing freely in the endless sea on a big ship!

The sword pointed at Yan Chu in Yaori, grinning.

Can Li Bai's poems be without immortality?

Say it in advance, it's not this seat who took the initiative to pretend to be forced, but Gongsun Yi took the initiative!

Qian Ji Haocang looked at Yan Chu's figure, and muttered to himself: "If this kid is not a member of the demons, he will definitely be the pillar of the kingdom of Dongze God in the future!"

"Bei Xu."

Yan Ce sighed deeply and whispered to Yan Beixu:

"In this Tianluo conference, although you don't have to play, as a father, I still have to tell you not to conflict with Yan Chu."

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