Chen Yu was stunned for a moment and spoke subconsciously.
Liu Qing was startled and asked, "Master Chen's is very big?"
Chen Yu nodded, and with a little effort, a literary figure appeared above his head.
This literary talent shines with seven colors and is as big as a pumpkin.
Above the entire hall, there was a sudden feeling that the sun was shining brightly in the sky and the world was open and bright.
Liu Qing and others' eyes almost popped out.
"Oh my god, this, this is the legendary Confucian and Taoist strongest literary courage, the seven-colored exquisite courage!"
"What?! What kind of powerful literary talent is this?"
Chen Yu blinked, a little confused.
Liu Qing nodded, looked up and swallowed.
"This is the legendary strongest form of Confucian and Taoist literary courage. Even a semi-saint may not be able to cultivate this level of literary courage."
"With this kind of literary courage, you can exterminate evil and repel troubles, absorb the righteous energy of heaven and earth at an extremely fast speed, and your realm can be improved very quickly."
"Master Chen is truly a god. We admire him!"
Liu Qing admired sincerely, looked at the other two, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Do they still want to give Chen Yu some advice?
What a joke within a joke.
Chen Yu closed his eyes, feeling mixed emotions.
Damn it, just give a buff, but you give such a perverted buff?
Oh my God, you really want to kill me!
Just as I was thinking about it, Zhao Ming's shout rang out.
"His Majesty has arrived!"
Everyone quickly packed up, returned to their seats, and stopped talking.
Ying Luo entered the court from the side and sat on the throne.
She looked around the room, and finally her eyes fell on Chen Yu, smiling broadly.
An irrepressible desire to show off emerged in my heart.
"Duke Wenxuan, you did well. How do you feel about seeing me again today?"
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