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Returning to the Qianji Yuge in the hall, my mood was a little complicated.

She naturally believes in Yan Chu, but Yan Chu also hides too many secrets, and she can't be responsible for the bloody storm that may be caused by her father.

With an uneasy mood, Qianji Yuge returned to Yan Chu's side.

Yan Chu was eating peanuts. Seeing Qianji Yuge coming back with an ugly face, he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yu, what's the matter with you? Are you here for Aunt?"

Qianji Yuge asked suspiciously, "My aunt? When did she come?"

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

Qianji Yuge took a long time to understand what Yan Chu meant, and suddenly said angrily: "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 about it, Yan Chu didn't bother to ask, and didn't want to use the Eye of the Great Way to investigate.

Although the eye of the avenue 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, and he will not use the eye of the avenue.

Unless you can't help it.

At this time, the second half of the banquet was also over, the troupe came off the stage, and the guests began to communicate in groups of three or five.

Xuanyuan Potian held the wine glass, and the elder Gongsun Yi came to Yan Chu's side in one step, and said to Yan Chu respectfully:

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

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

"It should be. Anyway, the Thunder Faction is in Chutian County. Let's come to Japan for a long time. In the future, if there is anything in the head of Yan that needs me, feel free to speak." 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 giving face like this, Xuanyuan Potian's hanging heart suddenly let go.

In his heart, the number one sect in Chutian County is no longer the Fenglei Palace, but the Thunder Sect!

According to his understanding, the Thunder Sect has just been established. Although the strength of the disciples in the sect is not comparable to those of the real powerful sects, the strength of Yan Chu alone is enough to kill the sixth or seventh sect in seconds!

Such a strong person must be good at flattering!

Gongsun Yi also came to Yan Chu's side at this time, and said to Yan Chu: "Xiao Chu, just now my son and they didn't respect you enough, I, the father, will make up for you first!"

He was quietly paying attention to Yan Chu's guests, and when he heard that Gongsun Yi actually apologized to Yan Chu, he opened his eyes one by one.

At first, some people suspected that Yan Chu was the illegitimate son of Gongsun Yi, but now it seems that it is definitely not the case!

How can I apologize to my son?

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

Where is this Yan Chu sacred? !

Yan Chu shook his head and said quickly, "Master Gongsun, please stop saying that."

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

After drinking a glass of turbid wine, Gongsun Yi got excited and asked Yan Chu quietly:

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

When Yan Chu heard the words, he showed his signature smile and stretched out two fingers at the same time: "A little bit."

Gongsun Yi slapped his thigh: "How about Xiao Chu sing the last song to open everyone's eyes?"

On the surface, the guests were talking about each other, but in fact they were all quietly paying attention to Yan Chu, and when they heard Gongsun Yi say that Yan Chu was going to recite poetry, they unconsciously closed their mouths.

"Beixu, what do you think of this Yan Chu?"

The Sect Master of Yuxu Sect, Yan Ce, held a wine glass and asked with great interest.

Yan Beixu glanced at Yan Chu in disgust: "Yamura Yefu, Dad, do you think he looks like a scholar?"

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

"Dad taught it."

Although Yan Beixu admitted defeat, he still looked at Yan Chu with disdain.

At this time, Qianji Haocang also came back, and when he learned from Gongsun Tonghai that Yan Chu was going to write a poem, he also showed an interested look.

I saw Yan Chu holding a jug, drinking three cups alone, and suddenly smiled:

"This poem is called "Walking Road Difficulty"!"

"Difficulty walking? Sounds like that."

"I don't read much, so walking means walking, right? I'm a dignified Nascent Soul Realm expert, and I can go to the sky with my eyes closed. What's so difficult about walking?"

"If you read less, read more. Walking doesn't just refer to walking, it may refer to our way of cultivating the Tao!"

"Shut up, Head Yan is going to recite poetry!"

Yan Chu put down the wine glass and spoke slowly.

"The bottle of sake is worth ten thousand, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand. I can't eat when I stop the cup and throw the chopsticks. I draw my sword and look around at a loss."

"If you want to cross the glaciers of the Yellow River, you will climb the snow-covered mountains in Taihang. When you are free to fish on the Bixi, you will suddenly return to the dream of riding a boat."

"The road is difficult, the road is difficult, and there are many divergent roads. Now I am safe."

Yin Chu here, Yan Chu suddenly stopped.

Everyone's faces were a little uncomfortable.

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

If you want to cross the Yellow River Bingsaichuan, you will climb the Taihang Mountains full of snow.

Fourteen simple words made everyone feel their insignificance, and even had a deep sense of powerlessness.

This poem... is too depressing.

The whole poem seems to describe the protagonist's underappreciation of talent, how many setbacks in life he has encountered, and he feels that the road of life is difficult.

If this poem is only here, I always feel that it is not so meaningful. Everyone feels dull in their hearts, and seems to be holding their breath.

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

"There will be times when the wind and waves break... Hanging on the sails to help the sea!!"

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

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

"Nice poem!"

Gongsun Yi was so excited that he even gasped.

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

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

After listening to Yan Chu's poems, everyone felt very comfortable in their hearts, as if they were sailing freely in the boundless sea on a big boat!

With his sword pointing at Yan Chu on the bright day, he grinned.

Poems of Li Bai, the poet, can there be no fairy spirit?

It's good to say in advance, it's not this seat who wants to pretend to be forceful, it's Gongsun Yi who takes the initiative!

Qianji Haocang looked at Yan Chu's figure, and said to himself, "If this kid is not a member of the Demon Race, he will definitely be the pillar of my kingdom of Dongze God in the future!"

"Beixu."

Yan Ce sighed deeply and whispered to Yan Beixu:

"This time at the Tianluo Conference, although you don't have to play, as a father, I still have to tell you, don't conflict with Yan Chu."