Saint Ancestor of All Demons

"Brother Tianyue, are you going to lose this word?" Master Qingyun asked.

Yan Tianyue said with some embarrassment, "This word was given by one of my grandsons. It made Brother Qingyun laugh. I am indeed planning to throw it away."

Master Qingyun said shamelessly, "Brother Tianyue, since you are going to lose it, how about giving this inscription to me?"

Yan Tianyue was moved when he heard this, and asked curiously, "Brother Qingyun, is there something special about this word?"

"This -" Master Qingyun was a little confused and said, "I'll tell you, but you have to promise me one thing. Lend me this calligraphy for ten thousand years to observe and study."

As soon as these words came out, everyone around looked at Master Qingyun in surprise. He was a strong Confucian and Taoist man. What kind of words were worthy of his observation for ten thousand years.

When Yan Jiaojiao heard this, she looked at this word in disbelief, which seemed ordinary to her, and then looked at Long Chen, who was assigned to sit at the bottom table in the corner.

What kind of rare treasures can this guy give away?

Yan Tianyue also glanced at his grandson whom he had always looked down upon from the corner of his eye. He nodded and said, "Okay, it is his honor that the calligraphy and painting given by that boy can be observed by Brother Qingyun."

Master Qingyun quickly said, "No, no, no, it is my honor to observe such calligraphy and painting."

He picked up this calligraphy and painting and said, "Everyone knows that I went to Longdu to participate in His Majesty the Dragon Lord's imperial examination. I was fortunate enough to see His Majesty the Dragon Lord's calligraphy. If I am not mistaken, this is His Majesty the Dragon Lord's calligraphy." of calligraphy."

As soon as these words came out, everyone around was shocked.

"What, His Majesty the Dragon Lord's calligraphy treasure!"

"Did His Majesty the Dragon Lord write these words?"

"Hiss—how is that possible? How could that boy Long Chen get His Majesty the Dragon Lord's calligraphy treasure?"

Everyone around was in disbelief.

Yan Jiaojiao, Yan Dong and others were even more stunned, and then quickly looked at those four words, and indeed did not see anything different.

"Master Qingyun, you are not mistaken, are you? This calligraphy was given by Long Chen. How could he have the calligraphy treasure of His Majesty the Dragon Lord?" Yan Jiaojiao questioned.

Yandong also said, "Yes, Master Qingyun, is there someone imitating the forgery written by His Majesty the Dragon Lord?"

If it was really written by the Dragon Lord, then the value of this word would be great. It is conceivable how valuable the collection of words written by the head of a country is. It is like an old queen who brought disaster to the country. Although most people gnash their teeth when mentioning it now, Used items can still fetch astonishingly high prices when put up for auction.

Yan Tianyue also didn't believe that this was really the Dragon Lord's calligraphy, and said, "This should be someone else's imitation of the calligraphy written by His Majesty the Dragon Lord."

Master Qingyun slowly shook his head, "Impossible. Others may have seen it wrong, but I won't. After all, I have witnessed His Majesty's calligraphy with my own eyes. It contains the true meaning of His Majesty's unique calligraphy. Others cannot imitate it. There is something eternal in it." If it’s true, then it’s even less likely to be false.”

"What, it contains the true meaning of the eternal realm of heaven and earth!"

“Hiss—this word contains the true meaning of eternity in heaven and earth!!”

After saying these words, the eyes of the surrounding strong men at the peak of Fa Tian Xiang Di realm became hot.

Yan Tianyue was drinking when he suddenly sprayed it to the side, coughed a few times, widened his eyes and said, "Brother Qingyun, what did you say? This word contains the true meaning of eternity of heaven and earth??"

Master Qingyun nodded, "Yes, you can find it if you use your spiritual thoughts to penetrate carefully."

Everyone hurriedly used it

Divine thoughts penetrated, and sure enough, in the seemingly ordinary words, divine thoughts penetrated and contained an astonishing spiritual will. That spiritual will is above the realm of law, sky, image and earth, and is the eternal true meaning of heaven and earth.

In an instant, everyone's eyes became hot, and it really contained the true meaning of the eternal level of heaven and earth!

Yan Tianyue was surprised and happy. What Dragon Lord wrote contained the true meaning of the eternal realm of heaven and earth. This word was of great value.

But Master Qingyun poured cold water on him: "Brother Tianyue, I will keep these words for ten thousand years."

After Master Qingyun said it, he immediately stopped talking. The corner of Yan Tianyue's mouth suddenly twitched, and he wished he could slap himself in the face. What did he just promise him, let him study and observe for ten thousand years? Damn it, will there still be the true meaning of eternity in heaven and earth by then?

"Brother Qingyun, this - this is given to me by my grandson. I think you are not willing to live up to the filial piety of the younger generation. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not take away what others like." Yan Tianyue thought shamelessly. I want this word back.

The old guys who have reached this level are all thick-skinned. Confucian practitioners who have reached a certain level should not be too thick-skinned. Master Qingyun smiled lightly and said, "Brother Tianyue wanted to say that he lost it before, Your Majesty Mo Bao. This is really true." If it is lost, it will be a crime to spread the word."

"You——" Yan Tianyue suddenly became so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt annoyed in his heart.

Suddenly he felt like his old face was burning and hurting, and he felt like he had been slapped hard in the face.

Thinking of this, he was filled with anger. He looked at Long Chen, who was sitting in the corner of the last seat, and became even more furious. He said angrily, "Long Chen, come here!"

Yan Jiaojiao's eyes were suddenly full of teasing. Long Chen failed to please him by giving him a treasure, but was angered instead.

Xiang Chen stood up and walked over, bowed and saluted, and then looked at Yan Tianyue with calm eyes.

Yan Tianyue said coldly, "Where did you get this calligraphy treasure?"

Xiang Chen said, "I asked someone to write it."

After saying this, the surrounding people suddenly laughed.

Yan Dong sarcastically said, "Long Chen, you are really good at bragging. Did you ask someone to write it? Master Qingyun said that this calligraphy treasure was written by His Majesty the Dragon Lord. Can you still ask His Majesty the Dragon Lord to write it?"

Yan Jiaojiao nodded, "That's right, I won't make a draft when I'm bragging."

Xiang Chen was surprised and said, "You actually saw it? Yes, it was written by His Majesty the Dragon Lord."

Yan Tianyue said with a gloomy face, "Honestly, where did you get this word? Did you steal it?"

Xiang Chen sighed aggrievedly and said, "Grandpa, this is really the birthday gift I asked His Majesty the Dragon Lord to write to you."

Yan Tianyue suddenly slammed the table and said angrily, "That's nonsense. Do you think I am a three-year-old child or do you think the other people present are three-year-old children? Did you ask His Majesty the Dragon Lord to write it? Why is your face so big?" "

Yan Jiaojiao quickly helped, "Even bragging doesn't matter. You live in Longdu. I think you probably stole it!"

Xiang Chen sighed and said, "Since you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do about it. You won't believe anything I say anyway. You just want to believe what you think in your own heart."

"presumptuous!"

With a slap, Yan Tianyue slapped Xiang Chen hard on the face, the sound was extremely loud.

"Who do you think you are talking to? That makes no sense!"

Yan Tianyue's eyes turned red with anger. This slap made Yan Jiaojiao, Yan Dong and others extremely happy, while Long Chen showed an expression of anger, frustration, grief and indignation, mixed with a bit of grievance and sadness.