"Whatever you want, I want to stay here, so you can prepare it for me."

"Jun Tianxia" said in an orderly tone.

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culture

"Lu Lu, please help Jun Gongzi prepare the wing room"

Gu Zhen helped Culture to clear the way. There was only one cultural institution in this cultural academy. He asked him to help "Juntianxia" prepare a room. Wouldn't he let him go to work? Besides, Gu Zhen was not very relieved. "Juntianxia" obviously cheated on culture, so it would be bad if he was foolish.

However, Gu Zhen was worried about this. Although there was some culture, he was not bad.

"Why did you ask culture to help me?"

Gu Zhen looked at Jun Tianxia and asked.

"Ha, I originally wanted Qinglong to have good painting skills, but this time the winner sent the person Bu Fang, who is unparalleled in painting books. In terms of painting skills, the only thing that can beat him is probably the only guy in culture."

"Jun Tianxia" said with a smile.

"Can he do it?"

Yanyu is there, and Yanyu can see from the cultural behavior that although this person is not evil, he is careless and obviously is still the same as a decent monk. Can he be competent?

"If you know who his ancestor is, you will not doubt him."

Zhou Junruo said with a smile.

"Jiji, who is that guy still has a background?"

The little sparrow also started asking.

"The man who founded the Eight Desolate Temple back then, and his father was the immortal in the painting, Zhuge Yihua"

Zhou Junruo said in a deep voice.

"Well"

Gu Zhen had never heard of it, but Yan Yu had naturally heard of it. He called himself an immortal in the painting. If he had no ability, how could he call him an immortal in the painting? Moreover, his ancestors were the ones who founded the Eight Desolate Temple, but this Zhuge Culture was really unsatisfactory.

"Not good, come to the door"

Zhuge Wenhua suddenly ran over and said.

"What's the killer coming to the door"

Gu Zhen looked at Zhuge Wenhua. This guy looked panicked, but he felt like he was watching the show.

"Hehe, it's the disciple of Wenfeng Chess Saint. You forgot that your people humiliated them yesterday. Now they come to the door to find bad luck, saying that they want to play chess with you again, in order to be justified."

Zhuge Wenhua said.

"I'm not available"

Gu Zhen replied.

“…………”

Zhuge Culture, this family comes to provoke him, is it enough that you can't say a word?

"Mr. Yanyu's layout ability is really amazing. With just one chess, everyone in the eight wilderness will know Gu Zhen."

Zhou Junruo looked at Yanyu and said appreciatively, Yanyu really spared no effort. He had already helped Gu Zhen to make arrangements from the beginning and accumulated reputation for Gu Zhen.

"The princess is too much, Yanyu is just doing what she should do"

Yanyu said modestly.

…………

The second disciple of Chess Saint and others came to the Cultural Academy. This place they usually don’t care about when they come, but at this time they came with great fanfare. The people who came to the Eight Desolate Temple were either people in the martial arts world or worshipped literature.

They heard that the chess saint disciples came to provoke Gu Zhen to wash away the shame of the past and spread the good people immediately. At this time, at least thousands of people came outside the Cultural Hall.

"What's the time? He's afraid of us, so he doesn't dare to fight?"

The fourth disciple said, looking at Zhuge Culture for answers.

"I don't know this, but I'm just passing the message after I've said it."

Although Zhuge Wenhua was the chief of the courtyard, in fact, the people in the Eight Desolate Temple did not respect him. They always believed that he was just relying on his ancestors to protect him. As for his name as the chief of the courtyard, in fact, he was just a frivolous name. Whether it was literary or martial arts, the strong were the best, and the outstanding ones were the first.

Of course, Zhuge Culture has never had any airs.

"Stop, the Cultural Academy is the main force. Since they dare not respond, please give him something to me..."

The second disciple knew that although Zhuge Wenhua had no airs, if he had just gotten into him, this guy would lose his temper and stop his other junior brothers from speaking. He stepped forward and said.

"What are you sending, are you going to have my share?"
Chapter completed!