The people who listened to the book in the tavern also started to discuss after listening to Liu Mei:

"This No.7 is so strong, how strong should the remaining six be!"

"There are only three now, one has the blood of the Heavenly Demon, and the other is the prince of Daqin, who is carrying a phantom dragon body, and now there is the monster Liu Mei!"
"Who says it's not? This is the bottom three! I can't imagine how strong the top three are!"

"Don't forget, Mr. Ye's Tianjiao list is all under the age of 30, how strong they will be in the future!"

"I feel that I have been like a waste these years, and I really lived on the body of a dog!"

Spine, when everyone was still lamenting Liu Mei, Ye Wentian suddenly said:
"Lin Qingfeng, the remnant of the seventh former dynasty on the Tianjiao list!"

Hearing Ye Wentian's words, Qin Shihuang stood up abruptly, but he didn't expect that there were still remnants of the previous dynasty in the list of Tianjiao.

Lin Qingfeng's eyes were also wide open, and he called him by his own name, why did he add the remnants of the previous dynasty in front.

Isn't this cheating?

Ye Wentian naturally didn't know what Lin Qingfeng was thinking and continued to say: "This Lin Qingfeng is a descendant of the Lin family from the previous dynasty."

"He has the most terrifying talent in the world, the Eucharist of Destiny."

"Lin Qingfeng who has this talent can be said to have smooth sailing in cultivation!"

"It's a pity, uh! How should I put it?"

"This Lin Qingfeng has never practiced seriously. He likes romance, loves to spend time and drink."

"He broke through to Jindan because he was gliding in the mountains!"

"He broke through to Yuanying because he touched a famous prostitute in a brothel!"

"As long as he cultivates seriously, he will undoubtedly be able to hit the number one position in the list of Tianjiao."

When Lin Qingfeng heard this, his expression became ugly, he stood up abruptly, and said to Ye Wentian dumbfoundingly: "Mr. Ye is not good to talk about such things!"

Hearing Lin Qingfeng's words, everyone laughed out loud. They didn't expect this kind of cultivation method to exist in this world.

Ye Wentian looked at Lin Qingfeng and smiled lightly, and then said: "Puxian, the No. 6 son of Buddhism."

"At the age of 13, he broke through to the late stage of Jindan, and now at the age of 19, he has reached the late stage of Yuanying, and he has even comprehended the holy law of Buddhism! Dawei Tianlong."

"23 can already confront a strong Nascent Soul peak head-on."

"Tianjiao No.5 is a sword!"

"Three years ago, I realized the meaning of the sword. With one hand, even a strong man of the late Nascent Soul could not escape. Two years ago, I stood in front of the magic vein, suppressing millions of monsters by myself. Kill 30 monsters."

"I even once said that from the moment I touched the sword, I knew that I would become the leader of the sword!"

"As long as my sword is still alive, these millions of monsters dare not enter my Great Qin territory!"

Ye Wentian quickly named the sixth and fifth in the list of Tianjiao.

After the deeds of these two people became known to everyone, they all boiled over.

"Swords are not born in the sky, and the way of swords is like a long night. With swords, how dare monsters in this world dare to attack me, Daqin!"
"I didn't expect that all the Buddhist gates came out, and it shouldn't be the Buddhist gates in my Daqin, but the Buddhist gates on Lingshan Mountain!"

"Mr. Ye's bone age is only 20 years old. I didn't expect to know so many things!"

"When you say that, I'm also very curious about Mr. Ye's identity."

"But who is the fourth on the Tianjiao list! It's even stronger than Jianzi!"

Even Qin Shihuang couldn't help showing a trace of curiosity. Among the geniuses he knew, the strongest was the sword that Ye Wentian just mentioned. Now he also wanted to know that there were those four monsters on this sword.

Then Ying Zheng turned his head to Zhao Gao and said, "Do you remember the names of the people Mr. Ye said, but if you have a chance, please come to me."

When Zhao Gao heard Ying Zheng's words, he quickly said, "My lord, I've written it all down, it's just..."

When Zhao Gao said this, he glanced at Lin Qingfeng secretly, and made a gesture of cutting his neck.

Qin Shihuang looked at Zhao Gao's actions, but he couldn't understand Zhao Gao's thoughts, and said, "He is just a rich man enjoying the world of flowers! If I send someone to kill him, wouldn't it be very shameless?" .”

At this time, several monks who were eager to know the remaining four Tianjiao stood up and asked Ye Wentian: "Mr. Ye, hurry up and talk about the remaining four Tianjiao! Donkeys in the production team dare not So rest."

The corner of Ye Wentian's mouth curled up into a meaningful smile, and he said, "No. 4 wants to know about the funeral, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

After Ye Wentian finished speaking, he walked towards the backstage of the tavern.

The crowd who were just about to hear Ye Wentian tell the story of the remaining four Tianjiao were taken aback, and then they all stood up and said, "Who is going to catch Mr. Ye and talk about it for a few hours."

Qin Shihuang also took out the long knife beside him. After a long time, he sighed and said: "I will spare his life for the sake of digging out the favored son of heaven for me."

Then Qin Shihuang said to Fusu: "You go to Mr. Ye!"

When Fusu heard Qin Shihuang's words, he nodded and said, "I'm going now."

As Fusu spoke, he rushed towards Ye Wentian's direction, with a trace of mist in his eyes, he wanted to know whether he should continue to practice Confucianism or Taoism.

Soon, Fusu came to Ye Wentian's door and said, "Mr. Ye, I'm here. I want to know whether I should continue to practice Confucianism or Taoism!"

As soon as Ye Wentian pushed open the door, he saw Fusu standing at the door, he brushed his hair casually and said, "I said that you are the future of the royal family. If you practice Confucian Taoism, you will undoubtedly not be able to inherit the throne." .”

When he said this, Ye Wentian's mouth curled into a smile, because there was also a Daqin in the history of Blue Star before crossing, and there was also a person named Fusu in that Daqin.

It can be said that Fusu's death was the regret of countless people in the previous world. In this world, he must save this Fusu in front of him.

So Ye Wentian continued to speak: "Do you really know Confucius?"

Hearing about Ye Wentian's generalization of Confucianism, Fusu's eyes lit up and he said, "As a child of Confucianism, I naturally know Confucius. As the founder of Confucianism, Confucius has an incomparably noble status. wrote the Analects of Confucius.”

"When Confucius was alive, he had [-] disciples under him, and he himself was a saint who convinced others with virtue."

"If it's possible, I'd rather go there at that time, follow Confucius as a young disciple, and absorb Confucius' knowledge well."

When he said this, Fusu's eyes radiated bursts of light.

Ye Wentian laughed out loud when he heard Fusu's words, and said, "Your understanding of Confucius is really shallow!"

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