Fantasy: So I Am a Peerless Expert

Bu Xuanyin murmured to himself, this moment attracted everyone's attention, and the eyes fell on Bu Xuanyin's body instantly.

This name was just picked by Li Yixi, and Bu Xuanyin said he had heard it before, frowning one by one.

"I remember, it was from that story, and sure enough, it was not a simple story, but a terrible world!"

After Bu Xuanyin remembered, a shocking color appeared in his eyes, breathing violently.

"Xuanyin, what do you think of?"

Bu Xuanyin's master, seeing Bu Xuanyin so frightened, couldn't help asking.

Swipe it!

At this moment, the eyes of everyone in Tianyin Forbidden Land fell on Bu Xuanyin's body.

"It's nothing, it's a story the son once told. In that story, there are white dragon horses and eight heavenly dragons." Bu Xuanyin finally remembered the Journey to the West that he had read in Palm Zhongdao.

"Story?" Everyone frowned.

"If you say it is a story, that's because the son said it is a story, it may be a memory of the son, where there are countless magical powers, the birth and death of palms, and the sky is covered with only one hand, maybe where is the real world of immortals!"

"If you are free, go to Palm Middle Dao Country and you will understand that the eight heavenly dragons are the sons of the Dragon King in the story."

After Bu Xuanyin said this, he stopped talking.

Looking at Li Yixi on the carriage, there was fear in his eyes.

At this moment, Bu Xuan sounded the magical powers of Journey to the West, such as throwing beans into soldiers, and at the first glance, he was not so surprised when he turned a horse into a dragon.

On the way, the white birds followed, watching the river, watching the waterfall, watching the peach blossom forest!

The route chosen by the other party made Li Yixi very satisfied.

Eight Tianlong drove extremely fast, and after half a day, he saw the Confucian Temple from a distance.

"My son, where is the Confucian Temple!"

Qin Cheng, who was driving, saw the magnificent sacred place—the Confucian Temple in the distance, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

Today, it is the first time he has seen the whole picture of the Confucian Temple, which has been sealed for tens of thousands of years.

"Um?"

"It's spectacular!"

"Is this the Confucian Temple?"

At this moment, seeing the place of the Confucian Temple, Li Yixi's eyes filled with shock.

The creation of the Confucian Temple really shocked people's souls, and it was simply extraordinary work.

In the Confucian Temple, countless saints were born. Although the people of the Confucian Temple have left, wherever the Confucian Temple is, a wave of awe-inspiring aura rushes into the sky, like a paradise on earth.

Around the Confucian Temple, there is no shortage of flying cranes, it is simply a supreme holy place.

"Welcome the son!"

In front of the Confucian Temple, Tianyin Forbidden Land had already arranged for people to wait. Seeing Li Yixi and others arrived, they hurriedly saluted each other.

"My son, please!"

Zhao Tianyin stepped forward and Xuanyin hurried forward to guide Li Yixi and Hu Qingyun.

Soon, everyone walked into the main hall of the Confucian Temple one by one. In the main hall, Li Yixi saw a huge statue on top of which was densely packed. The words, these words, couldn't help attracting Li Yixi, and after Li Yixi approached, he began to look at it.

"Um?"

In the next moment, Li Yixi trembled, and his eyes were filled with shock.

"This... Isn't this the three-character classic?"

"Why did it appear in the Confucian Temple? Could it be that this world was outside of itself? In the ancient times, there were still people on earth who could not pass through, but how could it not be complete!"

Li Yixi looked down and found that the three-character sutra was incomplete and had not been finished.

"My son, what's the matter?"

Seeing Li Yixi frowned, Zhao Tianyin asked immediately.

"Nothing, these three-character sutras are not finished. This is a sacred place. The three-character sutras are engraved here, so they must have extremely important meanings. I will finish them today!"

"Pavilion Master Zhao, any of you can bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone!" Li Yixi looked at Zhao Tianyin.

"My son, yes!"

"Am I carrying it all the time?"

Zhao Tianyin's mana condensed a desk, and hurriedly took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Zhao Tianyin's eyes were filled with excitement. He directly became a book boy and rubbed ink for Li Yixi.

Li Yixi picked up the pen and began to write: "Xian Yixun is called the prosperous age. Xia Youyu, Shang has Tang. Zhou Wenwu, is called the Three Kings. Xia Chuanzi, the family of the world. Four hundred years, moved to Xia She. Tang Faxia, the country's name merchant , Six hundred years, until the death. Zhou Wuwang, the beginning of the death...

"Um?"

At this moment, the sound of stepping, the body trembled wildly, and the color of shock appeared in the eyes.

What Li Yixi bestows on her is Godlessness.

At this moment, she unexpectedly discovered that Li Yixi’s pen had fallen, and the divine writings were born one by one. Above these divine writings, there appeared a shadow of the emperor. Each of these emperors was extremely terrifying, like a son of heaven. At this moment, Bu Xuanyin, looking at these phantoms, her endless emperor way was absorbed by her, and the emperor way she cultivated instantly skyrocketed.

At this moment, Bu Xuanyin fell into the sentiment, the kind of forcibly instilled.

"This this······!"

At this moment, the elders of Tianyin Forbidden Land who were present saw terrifying emperor shadows appearing on top of each of the divine texts, and their eyes were full of horror.

Looking at Li Yixi's divine writing, there was a huge wave in his heart, and his eyes were full of shock, and his legs trembled violently.

"Human survivor, Jin Man wins. I teach my son, the only sutra. Diligence and meritorious, play is useless. Quit, you should try hard." The moment the last word fell, the sky above the Confucian Temple, at this moment, a lot of golden lotus fell, this moment The Confucian Temple was shrouded by the golden lotus and golden light in the void.

"Um?"

Within Haoran days, the people in the Confucian Temple who were practicing in the Jixia Academy felt a little at this moment, raising their heads and looking at the Central Heaven Territory.

Hao Rantian's Qi Luck Divine Dragon appeared at this instant, and excitedly tossed in the void.

The next moment, a huge phantom condensed in the void.

The complete three-character sutra exploded in the void.

Within a few days of Haoran, countless golden lotuses fell at this moment, and the rich Haoran power was flooded with Haoran.

The figures stopped practicing and opened their eyes excitedly.

"Superior elder, what's the matter?" Li Mu's figure appeared, Li Mu looked at the old man in the Confucian Temple and asked.

"The saints and gods are published, the saints blessed!"

"Worship the saint!"

Once the master of the Confucian Temple, after explaining a sentence, he shouted.

"Worship the holy!"

"Worship the holy!"

Countless figures knelt down and worshipped the empty Li Yixi phantom.

Haorantian, today is a pilgrimage.

In the Confucian Temple, Li Yixi put down his pen and found nothing. He looked at Zhao Tianyin and said, "Pavilion Master Zhao, this is the remaining content of the Three-Character Sutra. Later you will arrange for someone to engrave it so that it is complete."

"Yes, son!"

Hearing what Li Yixi said, Zhao Tianyin trembled and put away the calligraphy and painting.

The hand holding the calligraphy and painting was shaking.

At this moment, Zhao Tianyin was full of sweat in his heart, feeling that what he was holding was not a word, but a great way.

At this moment, Zhao Tianyin still had countless emperor phantoms in his mind.