Xuanhuan: I'm really not an expert!

Chapter 72
Ye Gui, who heard Chen Xiao's words next to him, trembled violently and thought excitedly: "This young man must be hinting at me."

"This time, I must comprehend the meaning of the son, and there must be no omissions." Ye Gui kept reminding himself to listen carefully.

"Ye Hui, you have come to this market twice, which people do you think have the opportunity to enter the cultivation sect?" After sighing for a while, Chen Xiao asked Ye Hui curiously.

Ye Kui next to him was extremely nervous at this moment, constantly guessing what the young man meant.

"There are still relatively few people in the market who have not yet joined the sect. The one who has something to do with the young master should be Zhang Tingjun, right?"

Thinking of this, Ye Gui quickly said to Chen Xiao: "Young master, this market is still relatively small, with a population of about 4000 to [-] million. I checked and found that there are not a few people with cultivation talents. Among them, there are more than a dozen people with the highest talents. It should be Zhang Tingjun whom you know."

"Zhang Tingjun?"

"This Sect Master Ye, you read it right, isn't this Zhang Tingjun not talented in cultivation? Well, how can this enter the sect?"

According to Chen Xiao's understanding, this Zhang Tingjun was born with no way to cultivate, which is similar to his own situation, but at this time Ye Gui actually said that he is the one with the best talent?

Chen Xiao's words fell into Ye Hui's ears, and immediately made Ye Hui think deeply, and said in retrospect: "Young master, Zhang Tingjun is indeed a very talented person in cultivation, even I want to accept her as a disciple. It's a pity that our cultivation directions are different, I cultivate the way of swordsmanship, while he cultivates the way of literature."

"Zhang Tingjun is a man who cultivates talent and can cultivate literary skills."

"And the practice of writing is still very powerful."

After Ye Hui answered, he was still excited: "I understand now. My son means that Zhang Tingjun must join the cultivation of Wen Dao. Those forces who are not good at Wen Dao are not qualified to let Zhang Tingjun show his talent."

"Gathering talents? Cultivating literary skills?"

"Every time Zhang Tingjun sees him, his temperament is changing. Is this because he has cultivated his talent?"

"This fate is really good, and the talent is so good, I will definitely be a big boss in the future."

"I have a pretty good relationship with Zhang Tingjun, and we can maintain this relationship in the future."

In Chen Xiao's eyes, although Yegui's strength is strong, the relationship is not so close after all, but if this Zhang Tingjun can develop, it is worth taking seriously.

"Sect Master Ye, will there be chaos outside recently?"

"I don't want to go out anymore. I don't know if it's convenient for you. Bring me something for Zhang Tingjun."

Chen Xiao said to Ye Gui.

I'll go!
Did Zhang Tingjun save the world in his previous life?

Young Master, Young Master wants to give him something. This is too exaggerated. If Young Master wants to support Zhang Tingjun, even a pig can become a strong man in the future.

Ye Gui's heart was full of envy, and he continued on his mouth: "My lord, I have nothing to do, if you have anything to do, just tell me."

"This Sect Master Ye is really too polite. In fact, there is nothing to do, just ask you to help me bring something along the way."

"Qing'er, bring the pen in my study."

Chen Xiao hurriedly said to Qing'er beside him.

"Good boy!"

Qing'er, who had been standing aside, hurried to the study to take out the pen.

"Sovereign Ye, I don't have any treasures. I'm just a mortal. This thing can be regarded as my treasure. I have used it for several years. Zhang Tingjun should like it."

Chen Xiao said to Ye Gui.

"Young master, this is a trivial matter, I will go there now."

Ye Kui turned around and walked out, standing outside the courtyard, Ye Kui looked at the pen in his hand, his eyes were full of shock.

At this moment, he was holding the pen, feeling the incomparable righteousness inside, and his heart was churning non-stop. Under the great righteousness, all distracting thoughts turned into nothingness.

"The Supreme Treasure, this is definitely the Supreme Treasure."

Looking at the writing brush in his hand, Ye Gui felt turbulent in his heart.

"Zhang Tingjun, Zhang Tingjun, I really envy you."

"Young Master actually gave you this kind of treasure. Could it be that Young Master wants you to do something?"

"It shows that the calligraphy and painting are bestowed, and the next thing is this kind of supreme treasure."

Ye Gui kept thinking, and at the same time hurriedly rushed down the mountain with a pen.

Holding the brush in his hand, he felt that it was more precious than his own life, and then Ye Gui, with a trace of curiosity, took the brush and stroked lightly in the void.

The next moment Zhang Tingjun froze in place, his eyes full of shock.

I saw that the space was cut apart by the brush, and a gap appeared in front of my eyes, as if it was caused by a high-quality artifact.

Even the remnants of the breath made Ye Gui extremely shocked.

Scared, he quickly put away the pen.

In the courtyard, Chen Xiao looked at Ye Hui's back and sighed softly: "This was given to me by the system, and I have used it for so many years, it is considered a fine product, I just hope that Zhang Tingjun will not be disgusted, Zhang Tingjun Ah Zhang Tingjun, your luck is really good, I have been studying for so many years, but I have not felt any talent, it is really disappointing."

Qing'er next to him was also full of envy at this time: "This Zhang Tingjun's luck is really good, the young master actually taught him the Dao, if he can understand the power of the Dao in the brush, then there will be no more in the world." People are his opponents."

Qing'er is very clear about how terrifying the Dao in Chen Xiao's pen is.

In her feeling, this pen contains a killing power that is not to be feared, and it is probably better than any magic weapon.

The market was extremely lively at this time, and countless small sects sent professionals here to find disciples with suitable talents.

In fact, they didn't have much hope at all. After all, the talented young people have long been selected by the various sects, and what is left to them is leftovers.

But the small sects in today's market are extremely happy at this time, no one thought that there are more than [-] young people with cultivation talents in this small market, this is something they never imagined.

In the bazaar, an old man who looked a bit downcast was standing there, and Zhang Tingjun followed nervously beside the old man.

Zhang Jun looked at this downcast old man with respect in his eyes. This man looked like a teacher, but he was actually the vice president of Wendao Academy.

At this time, the old man was also full of respect for Zhang Jun.

(End of this chapter)