This is an old man in a green shirt, with half-white hair, an elegant face, and a bright spirit.
Seeing Leng Muxue coming, the old man in green clothes stood up and gave Leng Muxue a fist.
At the same time, his gaze was directed towards Ye Qingyun.
"It is indeed this person!"
The old man in green shirt said secretly in his heart.
The old man in green shirt was also one of the witnesses at the battle between Chen Wuxiu and the Ghost Emperor that day.
He saw with his own eyes that the hammer possessed by the Ghost Emperor flew into Ye Qingyun's hand.
"Master Ye, this is Yang Yongxin, the deputy dean of Yuzhang Academy."
Leng Muxue introduced Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun was immediately stunned.
Yuzhang Academy?
Yang Yongxin?
Good guy!
The name of the hospital and the person are really outrageous.
It makes people feel scared when they hear it.
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but be in awe.
"It turns out to be Vice President Yang, whom I have admired for a long time!"
Seeing Ye Qingyun being so polite, Yang Yongxin quickly bowed and saluted.
"Where is it? It's just a false name, but I don't know how to call Mr. Ye?"
Ye Qingyun smiled: "My surname is Ye."
Yang Yongxin: ""
Ye Qingyun seemed to realize that he had said nonsense.
He quickly added: "My name is Ye Qingyun."
Ye Qingyun!
This name greatly surprised Yang Yongxin.
"Could it be that you are Ye Qingyun, the Buddhist saint who was so powerful in the Tang Dynasty and famous in the Southern Wilderness?"
Ye Qingyun was also a little confused.
Damn, is my name so powerful?
He was both powerful in the Tang Dynasty and famous in the Southern Wilderness.
Add a prefix of Buddhist Holy Son.
It's simply overwhelming.
Ye Qingyun felt a little elated.
"Ahem, Vice President Yang is joking. I'm not that famous. I'm just a little famous."
Yang Yongxin looked strange.
This Ye Qingyun, Grand Master Ye, speaks a little weirdly.
And he doesn’t look like a peerless expert at all.
It feels more like a villain getting his way.
However, Yang Yongxin did not dare to underestimate Ye Qingyun.
The shadow of the famous tree.
Ye Qingyun's reputation is here, who dares to underestimate him?
Although Ye Qingyun looked ordinary and didn't seem to have much cultivation.
But the young monk behind Ye Qingyun has the aura of returning to the aperture realm.
Being able to have a Gui Qing monk follow him like a guard is enough to prove that Ye Qingyun's status is extraordinary.
The two parties were seated separately.
"Master Ye, Yang came here specifically to visit Mr. Ye."
Yang Yongxin said first.
Ye Qingyun was a little confused.
"I'm not familiar with your Sixth Academy."
Yang Yongxin was slightly embarrassed.
"Ahem, that day when Palace Master Leng fought against Chen Wuxiu, we and other people from the Sixth Academy also saw your power, Master Ye, and were curious, so we came to pay our respects."
"I didn't expect Master Ye to be here. It's such an honor."
So that's what happened.
Ye Qingyun nodded.
"I have heard for a long time that Master Ye is a scholar of heaven and man, and is knowledgeable about the past and present, but I wonder if he understands our Sixth Academy?"
Yang Yongxin asked.
Ye Qingyun scratched his head.
"Well, I know that the Sixth Academy has something to do with ancient Confucianism."
Yang Yongxin smiled slightly.
"Yes, our Sixth Academy is indeed related to ancient Confucianism. To be precise, our Sixth Academy is inherited from ancient Confucianism."
During the conversation.
Yang Yongxin took out something from his storage bag.
It is a picture of characters.
The writing is quite good and has a lot of charm.
As for the content, it is just a paragraph, which is not surprising.
"This is the relic of an ancestor of our Yuzhang Academy. I met Master Ye today, so I gave this to Master Ye."
"It can be regarded as getting acquainted with Master Ye."
As he spoke, Yang Yongxin held up the calligraphy with both hands.
Ye Qingyun did not hesitate and took it solemnly.
"Vice President Yang is too polite."
Leng Muxue on the side frowned slightly.
Yang Yongxin's attitude made her feel something was wrong.
Yuzhang Academy is one of the six academies, with profound foundation and long-lasting inheritance.
Even the Sangong, which is also an overseas human race force, the Yuzhang Academy actually doesn't pay much attention to them.
Today, Yang Yongxin not only took the initiative to come here to pay homage to Ye Qingyun, but also presented him with such a message.
It was obvious that he wanted to get close to Ye Qingyun.
Leng Muxue thought to herself.
I finally invited Ye Qingyun over, but I can't let your Sixth Academy take him away midway.
"Mr. Ye, since Vice President Yang gave you this calligraphy, then Mr. Ye, you should also give me a gift in return."
Leng Muxue reminded him.
Ye Qingyun slapped his forehead.
"Yeah, I almost forgot."
Yang Yongxin looked embarrassed and glanced at Leng Muxue intentionally or unintentionally.
He gave Ye Qingyun a gift, but he didn't expect Ye Qingyun to return the gift.
Now Leng Muxue reminds Ye Qingyun to reciprocate the gift. Does this obviously want Ye Qingyun to keep a distance from his Yuzhang Academy?
Reciprocity!
Only people who are not very familiar with it can do it.
If you are close to someone you know well, you won't care about these things.
"I didn't expect that Leng Muxue is also a thoughtful person."
Yang Yongxin said secretly.
"Master Ye does not need to return the gift. It is already an honor for Yang to get to know Master Ye."
Yang Yongxin said with a smile.
Ye Qingyun waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no reward for no merit, it would be better to return a gift."
While talking, Ye Qingyun asked Huikong to take out paper and pen from the storage bag.
"I will also write you a calligraphy. Although it is not an antique, don't dislike it."
Ye Qingyun said.
Yang Yongxin waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, Master Ye's calligraphy must be extraordinary. Yang will only cherish it very much, how can he despise it?"
What Yang Yongxin said sounded nice.
Ye Qingyun muttered in his heart.
He also thought about giving other things.
But I really didn’t bring anything with me on this trip.
Should I give someone a beggar's chicken?
It's too shameless.
Think about it.
It's better to just write a word yourself.
After all, Ye Qingyun is still very confident in his calligraphy.
At least it's written in a decent way, so it won't be too embarrassing.
Huikong spread the paper.
Ye Qingyun was holding a brush in his hand, a look of confidence appeared on his face, and his whole person looked as if he was carrying a heavy weight.
Yang Yongxin was secretly amazed when he saw this posture.
"Is this person also a great calligrapher?"
As the vice president of Yuzhang Academy and a successor of Confucianism, Yang Yongxin's own calligraphy attainments are not low.
Good handwriting is considered to be among the best in the entire Sixth Academy.
So when he saw the way Ye Qingyun held up his pen, he could tell that he had some skills.
Ye Qingyun started writing.
The pen moves the dragon and the snake.
Very neat.
There is no trace of sloppiness.
One breath!
A line of words appeared on the white paper.
When everyone present saw the words written by Ye Qingyun, they all looked shocked.
Yang Yongxin, in particular, was even more horrified and his breathing became rapid.
"Wealth cannot be lascivious, poverty cannot be moved, power cannot be subdued!"