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Chapter 827
On Qingyue's forehead, sweat suddenly oozed out.

The ancestral land of Confucianism and Taoism, Murong Tianlong actually asked the scholars present to stand in line, and jointly excluded Yang Chen, the most talented person in the world.

"Even if Yang Chen is the most talented person in the world, even if he has a bright future, so what?"

"He has offended the ancestral land of Confucianism and Taoism, how will he gain a foothold among scholars in the future?"

Qingyue hesitated.

"It's just that we, scholars, have a bit of righteousness in our hearts. If we casually bow our heads to the strong and go against the facts, wouldn't we lose the duty we should have as scholars."

"If you lose your duty, even if you have a bright future, you won't be what you really are."

"No.3 is No.3. If you reach the position of No.2, is it No.2? This is grandstanding and self-deception!"

When Qingyue thought of this, the bright moon above her head, formed by the condensed spiritual light, became even brighter, and the bright light shone in all directions.

He half-closed his eyes, not even looking at Murong Tianlong and the Confucian and Taoist ancestors.

Pretending not to see their winks.

The scholars behind Qingyue are all true peerless talents, so they can naturally see these meanings. Some people see that Qingyue is not attached to the ancestral land of Confucianism and Taoism, and secretly admire Qingyue's backbone as a scholar.

However, some scholars place their hopes on them and connect with the Confucian and Taoist ancestors.

"Qingyue, Yang Chen, the sage of the world, did not come to this feast in the palace. It's not a good thing to have an empty seat in the middle. Why don't you all move forward?"

Mr. Huilong, ranked No.11, spoke at this time.

If he can advance by one, Mr. Huilong will have the opportunity to enter No.10. Only the top ten scholars are eligible to enter the land of Confucianism and Taoism.

Qingyue said, "Hehe, why move? There are people sitting in every seat. I deserve to sit here. It feels good. I'm not No.2. I don't have the ability to be in the second place." , I will not deceive myself, and I am not that thick-skinned."

"In the future, don't say such things to me again. If you feel that you are capable enough, don't talk about moving to the front, even if you move to the front, it's okay."

"If you don't have that ability, even if you get to the number one position, you won't be able to sit still. Sooner or later you will be kicked out, and you will be humiliated."

Originally, Qingyue didn't want to talk, but since Mr. Huilong insisted on forcing her to express her opinion, Qingyue was unambiguous, and directly threw out her own views, and satirized those who deceived themselves from time to time.

I feel that doing that is too naive, and it shouldn't be what a scholar should do.

Mr. Huilong was blocked by Qingyue's words, his face flushed suddenly, he brushed it, and stood up from his seat, "Qingyue, everyone is a scholar, and no one is a fool. You are so stubborn, pointing and scolding, what is it? What's the meaning?"

"Who is deceiving himself and others, and who is thick-skinned?"

The sound was like thunder, and spread in all directions. Murong Tianlong, who was sitting in the first seat, also felt restless when he heard it.

Qingyue's words are too hurtful!

Qingyue glanced at Mr. Huilong with disdain.

"Whoever answers, I'm talking about who, isn't it?"

"I'm just telling the truth. What do you mean by standing up in such a hurry? Could it be that you are that self-deceiving, thick-skinned scholar."

Huilong's eyes burst into flames, "Qingyue, you will regret it if you say that."

Qingyue also stood up, pressing towards Mr. Huilong overwhelmingly with a kind of power, the silver moon shone brightly, and her talent turned into a breeze, which was like a knife, killing Huilong.

If there is a disagreement, they will do it. Qingyue will never accept Huilong's threat.

"A weak person who dares to threaten the strong is simply seeking his own death. If you don't teach you a lesson, how can you maintain the majesty of the strong."

When Murong Tianlong saw it, he also made a move. The dragon in his hand flew out. The dragon swung its tail, bursting with energy and blowing away the breeze from Qingyue.

"Qingyue, Huilong just didn't want to leave a space in the middle, and it didn't have any special meaning. There is indeed something wrong with your sarcasm."

"Besides, you don't even have a look, what kind of place is this place, where the Great Confucianism, the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty and the ancestral land of Confucianism and Taoism, are sitting, how can you allow you to do anything indiscriminately, and don't sit down for me, and get offended after listening to it."

Murong Tianlong made a direct move to suppress Qingyue. He wanted to show his strength and make everyone understand that he had enough qualifications to take the number one position.

At least, in the absence of Yang Chen, no one will be his opponent.

After hearing this, Qingyue remained silent. Although he wanted to object, he was powerless, so he would not act recklessly, so he sat down silently and did not move.

Murong Tianlong didn't let Qingyue go, but continued, "Since you don't want to move forward, you can just sit there. The people behind can spare you and move forward."

"You know, if everyone can be ranked in the Confucianism and Taoism Heavenly List, which one is not the peerless arrogance, the strength is strong, and the real level is actually the same, but there is a difference in improvisation."

This statement seems to be supporting everyone, but it is actually looking for a reason for himself to sit in the first position.

Everyone is the pride of heaven, so it is natural to hear that, except for those scholars who are ambitious, the rest of the scholars are eager to move, and it is naturally a great honor to be able to advance one place.

Hearing Murong Tianlong's words, there was indeed someone moving towards the empty space in front of him.

The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty sat on the stage with a livid face. He saw and remembered those scholars who had no ambitions one by one. He knew that these scholars had no integrity and could not be trusted.

As for Mo Xuyou next to the Emperor of the Great Zhou, after seeing it, he was also furious, "What's the matter, and what kind of scholar is, if he has talent but no virtue, it's better to have no virtue. Such a scholar, even if he is well-educated, can be talented Badou can only bring disaster to the world, and is of no benefit to the people."

Mo Xuyou was so angry that he wanted to stand up.

"Besides, at this time, the feast has not yet started, and the world's most talented man has not yet arrived. You have taken his place. When he arrives, let him sit there."

The Great Confucian next to him said, "There is enough space. If he really comes, just find a place to sit down. All the people present are the strong ones on the Confucianism and Taoism Tianbang. In our eyes, there should be no distinction between superiors and inferiors. They should be treated equally. , Mo Daru, you have been influenced by Yang Chen's magic, and you are very close to Yang Chen in your heart, which is unfair."

At this moment, someone came outside the palace!
Ordinary, without any abnormal appearance, in Tsing Yi and long gown, slender, with a smile on his face, walking forward, very calm, without the slightest restraint.

Yang Chen!

Yang Chen is here!

His eyes were like a knife, and he looked at Murong Tianlong who was sitting in the No.1 position.

(End of this chapter)