Chapter 543 (1/2)

Far away, Yan Chuan saw Sima Yuntian, Sima Yuntian also saw Yan Chuan.

The rule of Tianxuan square is not to fly, and all people naturally fall on the square.

From a long distance, Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian suddenly stop on the square. They face each other face to face and look at each other from a distance.

Nearly 70000 scholars held their breath.

Looking at the two hot contests for fengshence, one eye is full of expectation. Now they haven't started to fight for fengshence. Will they start fighting first?

Yan Chuan also looked at Sima Yuntian for the first time. For a moment, Yan Chuan's eyes shifted to Sima Yuntian's, which was a pair of bright eyes, full of a sense of wisdom, but also a kind of pride of indifference.

Yan Chuan's eyes flashed, as if thinking of something, a meaningful smile.

And Sima Yuntian, also do not know what to think of, is also a meaningful smile.

Two people look at each other and smile, no longer pay attention to each other, toward the depths of the square.

Nearly 70000 Confucians were at a loss. Did the first confrontation end? Is this a fight? Smile at each other?

”It's just not the same as a master!”

”Yes, I may have had a fight just now, but you and I can't see it!”

”They are all men of great wisdom. Can you see that?”

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By the side of the Holy Son of the ancient moon, there were bursts of voices of discussion, which made Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian look at each other and put on bright clothes. Listening to Guyue's son's ears, how to listen to them is not a taste.

The mole ants that should crawl under their feet are respected by all? He, the Holy Son of the holy land, who is equal to the head of Julu academy, is ignored as such?

Take a deep breath, the Holy Son of the ancient moon suppresses the restlessness in his heart. This time, there is also the task of my father, so we can't make any mistakes.

At this time, a large number of disciples of Julu academy suddenly poured out from the mountain mouth of Baisheng Zhengqi altar, and some of the original fog of shanaokou slowly dissipated.

Vaguely, you can see that Meng Ziqiu, Le Yi, and five old men in white are paying homage to the goddess Zhichen in the hundred saints' Zhengqi altar.

After three obeisances, the seven turned their heads and looked at Tianxuan square.

”Meng Ziqiu, Le Yi, and the five old men are the great sages of Julu Academy. The five old men generally do not care about the administration of the Academy. Maybe they only come back from this Tianxuan meeting.” Mo Yu Xi explained.

”Da Xian?” Yan Chuan looked at the seven men and nodded gently.

Meng Ziqiu was in front and six great sages were in the back. They went to the edge of the mountain mouth and looked at the square with tens of thousands of people.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Ziqiu said in a deep voice: ”the conference of heaven is officially open! Please show me your cards! Thank you

”Yes A large number of great scholars cheered.

Then, in the temple of heaven and Fengshen, the great Confucians respectfully took out one brand after another.

Inside the Fengshen hall, there are two signs with the words ”Yan Chuan” and ”Sima Yuntian”.

In the temple of heaven, there are more signs. A total of 800 signs were taken out, with 800 names representing 800 ancestral gates.

The brands were sent to the hundred saints' Zhengqi altar and to the feet of the goddess Zhi dust.

At the moment, Zhi dust goddess feet like floating two white altar. Like two huge white jade, floating in the air.

On one altar there is the word ”Fengshen” and on the other there is the word ”Tian”.

The brand of Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian was put on the platform of God.

The other 800 went up to the roof.

Meng Ziqiu put on his robes and looked at the statue of Zhi Chen goddess.