In the beginning, I dig the graves of my ancestors and I become a cultivator and a monster.

Because Jinhao and Wenye Xianbi were so similar, people around them were talking a lot.

"Elder Chen Zun, have you heard the doubts around you?"

As the deputy head of the Wenye Sect, Situ Haonan has always been worried about the loss of Wenye's fairy pen!

To be precise, the money was not lost, but was snatched away by a bastard!

Across the way, the Great Elder and Mei Changqing couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when faced with the doubts from around them. Although they were somewhat knowledgeable, they were really not familiar with this Confucian and Taoist treasure.

Therefore, I don’t know that Jin Hao is Wen Lai’s fairy pen. At this moment, I can only pretend to be stubborn: “Stay still and don’t panic. As long as we firmly deny it, the people of Wenye Sect will not be able to do anything to us!”

"And we have already given away this sum. Even if it is true, Wenyezong will not be able to recover!"

Hearing what the great elder said, Mei Changqing and others couldn't help but smile evilly.

Yes, we firmly deny it, and there is nothing they can do against us!

At this time, the dean heard that there was a dispute and immediately brought people over: "Why are the distinguished guests on both sides so unhappy? Today is a great day for our academy. Can you give me, this old man, a little face?"

The Great Elder Chen Zun smiled calmly and said: "I must be giving face to the dean, but some people from the Wenye Sect are so stubborn that they insist on saying that we took their treasures, and they are chattering like a bitch!"

Opposite me, Situ Haonan couldn't help but get angry. Fortunately, the disciple behind him, Murong Suqiu, whispered: "Master, now the Wandering Sect has given the Immortal Pen to the academy. If we take it back by force, we will only lose the academy's face."

"And the Academy is backed by the Dalong Dynasty and is the leader of Confucianism and Taoism. If this matter is not handled well, our Wenye Sect will end up in a situation that will not please both parties."

"Perhaps... this is a strategy or a provocation by the senior officials of the Langzong Sect. They use a fairy pen to stimulate us. The purpose is to make our Wenye Sect offend Wenlai Academy and the entire Confucian and Taoist sect."

"Apprentice, please master, please think again."

Hearing this, Situ Haonan suddenly realized and came back from his anger: "Yes, I almost fell into the Dangzong's trick in my impulsiveness, thus offending the academy and the Dalong Dynasty!"

"The matter of the fairy pen can only be postponed. Anyway, we have to give face to the academy and the dean!"

Saying this, Situ Haonan had to hold back his anger and said to the dean with a smile: "Our Wenye Sect has always respected Wenlai Academy, it's just that the Wandering Sect is aggressive and makes people angry."

Seeing this, Qin Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel a little regretful, and whispered: "I almost let Situ Haonan be fooled and offend the academy and the Dalong Dynasty!"

Zhang Ping stared at Murong Suqiu: "I didn't expect this woman to be so smart and realize the plan planned by the sect leader so quickly!"

Obviously, this Murong Suqiu is not only extremely beautiful, but also has extremely high IQ and strategy. He is worthy of being a genius cultivated by the Wenye Sect.

Hua Linglong felt a little sour when she saw the light in Zhang Ping's eyes, but she didn't say anything.

After all, Murong Suqiu is really smart, which makes Hua Linglong a little envious.

On the field, the dean saw that both sides were giving him face, and slowly stroked his beard and smiled: "Since nothing is wrong, I would like to ask both parties to consider peace as the most important thing. Moreover, this is an academy, so we can make friends through literature and enjoy elegance together!"

When everyone heard this, their brows were filled with joy.

Friends use literature to make friends, but enemies fight over literature!

"Hehehe..."

I saw Situ Haonan smile indifferently: "I also want to make friends through literature, but the Langzong only knows how to fight and kill, and has no ink at all. There is nothing we can do to make friends!"

"And we are curious. Today is a gathering of Confucian and Taoist literati. Why are people from their Liang sect here?"

Situ Haonan's eyes were cold and arrogant, and his words were full of disdain for the Wandering Sect.

Although the Great Elder is stingy, he is still loyal to the Wandering Sect. How can he bear it now?

"Situ Haonan, what do you mean by this? Are you saying that all of us in the Dangdang Sect are martial artists! Don't forget, our Dangdang Sect is also famous for its literary talent!"

The Great Elder immediately responded: "Or are you, the pretty boys of the Wenye Sect, afraid of the powerful force of our Langzong Sect? Do you only dare to fight with words but not with force?"

Mei Changqing and others immediately agreed and laughed!

Wenyezong likes to dance, write, and ink, and emphasizes on cultivating the mind and nature, and practicing tranquility, so he does not often go out for training and arduous physical exercises. His body and skin are naturally fairer than others.

I don’t know when the Wenye Sect began to call the pretty boy in the world of immortality, but the word “ pretty boy ” sounds like a derogatory term!

Situ Haonan immediately got angry: "You, the Wandering Sect, speak dirty words, and yet you dare to say that you also have literary talent. What a load of nonsense!"

A group of fellow disciples behind him also gritted their teeth: "This is an academy, a holy place for Confucianism and Taoism. If we want to compete, of course it will be a literary battle!"

The other guests couldn't help but nod after hearing this.

Although the Langzong is one of the forces under the name of the Shushan Sect of the Nine Immortal Sects, it has always adhered to the method of slaying demons and eliminating demons and is deeply respected by all parties.

But this is an academy, and most of them are Confucian and Taoist monks or celebrities, and they are more or less fond of the Wenye Sect.

Moreover, literati are arrogant and think that dancing with writing and ink is better than dancing with swords and swords.

So some people seconded the idea: "Today is a happy day for the academy, and it would be more appropriate for both parties to have a literary fight to add to the fun!"

Situ Haonan immediately laughed: "Elder Chen Zun, the so-called public wants to see the literary fight between us! If you are afraid, just admit your mistake."

Wen Dou is a common occurrence for Wenye Sect monks, they must have a huge advantage!

The Great Elder, Mei Changqing and other Wandering Sects train by fighting, or compete in martial arts arenas all day long, and only read books in theory classes and knowledge classes.

As for reciting poems and composing poetry, they were all involved in order to cultivate their temperament, but compared to the Wenyezong who relied on literature to make a living, it was much less common.

"This this……"

Therefore, the Great Elder Chen Zun couldn't help but frown, thinking that we came here just to have a congratulatory meal, and we never thought about having to fight with others!

Depend on!

Mei Changqing was somewhat confident: "Master, don't be anxious, my disciple also reads a lot of books after practicing, and it will come in handy today!"

The great elder was suddenly pleasantly surprised: "Apprentice, do you still have such ability?"

Mei Changqing smiled and nodded, thinking that I usually read so many books just to show off at this moment!

"After studying hard for thirty years, it finally came in handy today! Maybe I can become famous because of it, and be praised as a man of both civil and military skills, so why don't all the female cultivators come to me!"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the base of his ears.

"Everyone, I am Mei Changqing, the chief disciple of the Langzong Sect and the direct disciple of the Grand Elder, Mei Changqing!"

He took a step to introduce himself to everyone, his eyes full of arrogance.

Zhang Ping and Wang Chang wanted to roll their eyes when they saw his look.

Isn’t it annoying that this pretender wants to show off every day?

"Mei Changqing?"

The surrounding guests looked at each other in confusion and frowned: "Isn't the chief of the Wandering Sect the Lotus Holy Body Flower Linglong? Why did he become this Mei Changqing?"

Obviously, they didn't know Mei Changqing very well.

Suddenly someone said: "Hua Linglong has been promoted to deacon, and will soon become a personal elder, and is very likely to succeed as the sect leader in the future. And this Mei Changqing is the second oldest in ten thousand years, and can only take the position after Hua Linglong is promoted."

Hearing this, the guests suddenly realized that it was the second child. No wonder they hadn't heard much about it!

Mei Changqing suddenly blushed, and the voice of the person who just spoke sounded a bit familiar!

He looked around quickly, but there was no sign of him.

Because Zhang Ping has been hiding for a long time!

Yes, the person who just spoke was Zhang Ping!

At this time, on Wenyezong's side, Murong Suqiu took a step forward with a smile in his eyes: "Murong Suqiu has met all the senior fellow disciples, and today I will fight on behalf of Wenyezong in the Wen Dou."

The guests were in an uproar when they saw Murong Suqiu appear on the stage. Their eyes were full of surprise and longing, and they all held their hands: "I am really lucky to hear Fairy Murong's elegant words again today."

But Mei Changqing couldn't help but panic, this Murong Suqiu seemed very powerful!

When Zhang Ping saw Mei Changqing's livid face, he almost laughed like crazy: "I asked you to act cool, now you know you're afraid!"

"But it concerns the reputation of the Wandering Sect. If necessary, I will take action!"