The Immortal Cultivator Returns to the City

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Since Lin Dongtai took his son to the house to thank him.

The East China Sea seemed to return to calm.

Those who always thought that the Lin family would retaliate, left and right, did not see the Lin family shot, they were completely dumbfounded, when the Lin family was so good to discuss.

Where is this Ye Xuan sacred?

No matter how you investigate, Ye Xuan's origins have never been found. There are dozens of people with the same name and surname in the East China Sea. It is not one of them. No one can guarantee it.

Those who had seen Ye Xuan kept silent about each other, and the collective banned.

The Donghai Lins dare not do anything to Ye Xuan, let alone these people.

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"Brother Ye, remember to come early tomorrow!"

Ye Xuan calls Bing Qingya every night and can speak for half an hour every time.

"No problem, make sure to come on time!" Ye Xuan said.

After a few more chats, Bing Qingya reluctantly hung up the phone.

Tomorrow Ye Xuan is going to the Calligraphy Association. Who makes Lao Zhang people so enthusiastic, it is not good to refuse, anyway, just walk through the scenes, which has nothing to resist Ye Xuan.

Early the next morning.

Ye Xuan walked around with Xue Xue and Xiao Hei.

In just a few days, Treading Snow and Xiaohei have changed a lot. Among them, the biggest change is Treading Snow. The blood of the wild beast began to be excited. Every move, the dragon and the tiger, the sound of thunder, Xiaohe is far away.

At this time Taxue had the strength of Ming Jin Wu.

The power of one claw can tear apart the trunk easily.

As long as a while later, treading snow can be comparable to the dark martial arts, this is the strength of the wild beast blood, especially the life of the water keeps moisturizing, and the inspiration becomes easy.

Today I was going to the Calligraphy Association. Ye Xuan was not so swayed. I just changed a black Mercedes-Benz, but the Patek Philippe did not pick it off.

Ye Xuan felt that only then could he integrate into the current society.

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Bingqingshan is waiting for Ye Xuan in the outside community.

When I saw Ye Xuan driving in Mercedes-Benz, the impression changed a lot. If I drove millions of luxury cars, it would be too shocking. After all, Bingqingshan still has a scholarly atmosphere in his heart.

"Xiaoye, wait till it's time, give them a shot and kill them with their sharpness!" Bingqingshan wanted to see how surprised they were.

What a genius.

This is genius.

"No problem!" Ye Xuan smiled.

Bing Qingya fell asleep himself, so please do not please her father-in-law.

At this point, Ye Xuan still attaches great importance.

Isn't it just to write a paragraph of words, this is really no problem, in the eyes of immortal practitioners, one method is common, all methods are common, and the nature is the same.

For example, calligraphy is nothing more than mastery of strength.

It was so easy in Ye Xuan's eyes.

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"Uncle, aren't we going to the Calligraphy Association!"

Ye Xuan asked curiously, the direction of this seems to be wrong. Last night, he specifically checked it with navigation.

"Who said you want to go to the Calligraphy Association!" Bing Qingshan laughed, "Today we go to another place, where just a few old friends are there, and by the way, take your long experience!"

"Long insight?" Ye Xuan asked.

"Today we are going to participate in the calligraphy exhibition of the first-class calligraphy master Bai Lao. This is a rare opportunity. Your kid is lucky. The average person is not eligible to participate in this kind of good thing!

Bing Qingshan mentioned this white old man's eyes full of worship and admiration.

Ye Xuan didn't know who Bai Lao was, and he didn't care. Whether it was first or second grade, there was no difference.

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Under the guidance of Bingqing Mountain, Ye Xuan drove to the front of a building.

"Bai Lao's calligraphy exhibition is here today!"

Coming out of the parking lot, Bingqingshan walked to Ye Xuan while waiting for things to pay attention to.

Bai Lao's calligraphy exhibition can be visited by anyone. Today's visitors are either dignitaries or nobles, or calligraphy masters who have quite good at calligraphy.

Don't offend people here.

The circle of calligraphy masters is quite exclusive.

Ye Xuan nodded non-stop, he just came to visit, and that would offend anyone. He was not interested in these calligraphy circles.

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The calligraphy exhibition is on the forty-sixth floor of the building.

This floor has a large area.

After Ye Xuan and Bing Qingshan came out, someone was responsible for registration.

"this is mine!"

Bing Qingshan took out an invitation letter and pointed to himself and Ye Xuan next to him. After registering, the person at the front desk was correct and gave them a certificate.

The outside came in, and the eye-catching picture was the pair.

"These are the paintings of Bai Lao in recent years, the master is the master, different from the rest!" Bing Qingshan's intoxicated face, admiring while walking.

Ye Xuan is not a person in this circle. However, the transformation here is good or not, but I can see it. It is indeed a bit of patience, and he is fully prepared.

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Bingqingshan quickly found some old friends he knew.

They all stood in front of a painting and talked and laughed.

"Lao Bing, you are finally here!" Said a man with a Chinese character face. "Everyone thought you wouldn't come!"

"Yeah, I look forward to the genius you bring!" Said another leaner man.

"We just talked about you, and you came. It really means Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!"

All three old friends laughed and joked.

Bingqingshan seemed to be accustomed to their ridiculous tone and said with a smile, "It's not a bad blockage on the road, or we'll be here early, by the way, this one behind me is Ye Xuan. It's awesome. Your imagination! "

The man with Guozi face smiled and glanced at Ye Xuan, who was white and clean, and the impression was great. "I am the officer of the East China Calligraphy Association. You can call me Niu Lao. I heard Lao Bing say that I met a great genius. , Wait until it's over, you have to show it! "

Ye Xuan smiled and coped with it, neither humble nor overbearing.

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"This is my disciple Zhang Qian. The few of you just met together!"

Lao Niu called a disciple, with the same Chinese face, looking very honest, "Hello, I am Zhang Qian, I am very happy to know you!"

"I am Zhao Keren!"

"I am Wang Haoran!"

Ye Xuan also introduced himself. The overall feeling is that these people are quite good, there is no special performance, and it can be seen from the tone.

Several old friends in Bingqingshan all admired the paintings.

Zhang Qian and the others were mixed, and when they were gone, the younger Wang Haoran patted his chest. "Every time I see Senior, I feel Alexander!"

Zhao Keren, who is only a girl, is as pleasant as her name. She laughs and says, "You are so timid, they won't eat you!"

Wang Haoran was said to be so thin-skinned that he dared not answer.

"Xiaoye, you are right today. Waiting to take you to see the beauty, that is Master Bai's disciple, the legendary Bai Fumei!"