Chapter 1257 Three Conditions of Jixia Academy! (Update 1)
"My dear, Ye Chen, come to visit Jixia Academy!"
Among the green mountains and green waters, Ye Chen's voice was like a huge copper hitting a bell, sounding loud and clear for thousands of miles.
When the last word fell, the originally quiet place like a paradise was suddenly broken. Birds and beasts scattered in all directions, and even the fish that had emerged from the water took advantage of the opportunity to dive into the bottom of the water.
Then the entire Jixia Academy was shocked.
Ye Chen!
The evil star who killed the Holy Lord of Yaochi and the three peerless giants including Emperor Xuanzhen is here, coming to Jixia Academy!
If we look at the entire ancient world recently, who has the biggest name, it is naturally none other than Ye Chen.
"Crunch!"
The simple wooden door in front of everyone was gently opened, and a group of people rushed out, mostly young men and women wearing robes.
In an instant, dense crowds of people gathered outside the gate of Jixia Academy, all looking at Ye Chen and his party.
There is shock, reverence, and sneer and unkindness.
"He is the notorious Ye Chen? But even so, I thought he had three heads and six arms, and he could swallow the sea and the moon!"
Someone looked at Ye Chen coldly, with a sneer in his eyes filled with unkindness.
"He looks personable and has an extraordinary temperament. He doesn't look like a heinous person at all. Instead, he is a humble gentleman..."
A girl from the academy looked at him with ecstasy.
Ye Chen ignored everyone's gaze and continued walking toward the mountain gate with his daughter in his arms.
"Stop!"
At this time, a young man in a green robe stepped out and stopped Ye Chen very unkindly: "This is our Jixia Academy, no outsiders are allowed to enter without permission!"
Ye Chen looked at him quietly: "Who are you?"
"I am Ji Heng, a third-generation disciple of Xuegong Confucian Academy!"
The green-robed young man looked directly at him with unruly eyes and said domineeringly: "Ye, I know you are lawless in the outside world, but this is our Jixia Academy, how dare you be so rude?"
Ye Chen said: "Let your adults come out and talk to me!"
"You are worthy enough..." Ji Heng couldn't help but sneer.
"boom!"
Before he finished speaking, a big hand suddenly came out from behind Ye Chen and lifted the former up.
"Little bastard, who are you talking to?"
Ancestor Huangquan looked straight at him and grinned: "You Jixia Academy claims to be a scholar, but are all the scholars as disrespectful and domineering as you?"
Ji Heng was lifted into the air by him, his face turned red.
Seeing this scene, many young men and women gathered around and glared at Ye Chen and others: "Let go of Senior Brother Ji!"
"Stop it!!!"
At this time, a powerful voice suddenly came from behind the crowd, and then a scribe in gray was seen walking slowly and steadily.
"Uncle Wen!"
"I've met Uncle Wen!"
Seeing the person coming, everyone who was originally filled with indignation immediately moved out of the way and stepped aside.
The middle-aged scribe first glanced at Ji Heng, who was held up in the air by Huangquan Ancestor, and then fixed his gaze on Ye Chen.
"Emperor Ye, you once said you came to pay a visit to our Jixia Academy, but now you are attacking the disciples of my academy. Isn't it not in line with etiquette?"
His tone was slightly cold.
Hearing this, Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged and he said, "Who are you?"
The middle-aged scribe said proudly: "I am Wenwen Han, a man of extraordinary character, the elder of the Discipline Hall of the Confucian Academy!"
"Let him go!"
Ye Chen turned back and glanced at Ancestor Huang Quan. After the latter let go of Ji Heng, he looked at Wen Han and said, "Chief Wen also wants to stop me from entering the mountain gate?"
Elder Wen said expressionlessly: "Emperor Ye, our academy has regulations. Under normal circumstances, outsiders are not allowed to enter the academy!"
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and looked a little unhappy: "Are you going to force me to break in?"
Ancestor Huang Quan and Xiao Hei instantly looked fierce.
Elder Wen's expression changed slightly and he said: "But for people like Emperor Ye, there are naturally exceptions. If you want to enter my academy, you still need to complete three conditions."
"Tell me and listen." Ye Chen said.
"First!"
Elder Wen smiled faintly: "The people in my academy are all literati and do not like those who practice martial arts. Therefore, if Emperor Ye wants to enter, he must abandon his cultivation, including the people behind you!!!"
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Hei was furious: "Old man, what did you say?"
Ye Chen stopped him and said without changing his expression: "Keep talking!"
Seeing that Ye Chen didn't react much, Elder Wen seemed to have gained confidence and said again: "Second, Emperor Ye needs to select one person from among the five generations of disciples in my academy to compete in a literary battle. If he wins, he will be qualified! "
Ye Chen looked calmly and said, "Wen Dou?"
"Yes, it's Wen Dou!"
Elder Wen seemed to be disdainful and said: "You can choose anyone from among my five generations of disciples and compete in poetry writing or Taoist painting."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding Jixia Academy couldn't help laughing. They looked at Ye Chen with eyes filled with gloating and even more contempt.
Looking at the entire ancient world, when it comes to poetry, who can compare to Jixia Academy?
Ye Chen remained silent.
Elder Wen gave him a slightly proud look: "Third, after completing the first two, Emperor Ye still needs to enter the mountain gate from the stone steps by kneeling three times and knocking nine times!"
"Kneel three times and kowtow nine times?"
Ancestor Huang Quan laughed angrily.
"nature!"
Elder Wen was completely unaware: "My academy educates people with poetry and books, respects ancient etiquette, and emphasizes the distinction between the superior and the inferior. If you want to enter, you must naturally express your respect to the saints."
"Fellow Daoist Ye, go ahead, why bother talking to these poor scholars!"
Ancestor Huangquan suddenly looked at Ye Chen, his eyes shining brightly. He was destroying his own cultivation and fighting with words, which clearly showed that he wanted to deliberately make things difficult for them.
"You dare?!!"
Elder Wen's face changed suddenly.
"Whoever stands in my way today will die!!!"
Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and he took a step forward. A divine light flashed in his eyes, and the pressure on his body dissipated, like a mountain pressing down on his head.
"Plop! Plop! Plop!"
At that moment, many disciples of Jixia Academy were the first to be unable to bear such pressure, and fell to the ground one after another, their faces horrified.
Even Elder Wen vomited blood, and the whole person was suppressed on the ground, as if he was prostrating himself to Ye Chen.
"How dare you!!!"
"How dare you commit atrocities in my academy!!!"
Almost at that moment, several figures shot out from the academy and rushed straight to Ye Chen, as if they wanted to intercept him.
Some people held scriptures in their hands, causing wind and thunder, some people picked up pens to paint, causing the wind and clouds to change color, and some people played the piano to penetrate the void.
"Ye doesn't want to kill people, but why do you force me?"
Ye Chen turned his head suddenly, his eyes were cold, and the monstrous murderous intent came out crazily, making the space solidify.
"Puff puff puff..."
The several academy masters vomited blood one after another, and were all blown away by his momentum, as if they were seriously injured.