Fantasy: So I Am a Peerless Expert

Li Yixi's gaze fell on these two words, with brilliant colors in his eyes.

Involuntarily said: "A good word, I don’t know who wrote it. It must be a master of calligraphy. It is magnificent, with both form and spirit, elegant and majestic. It seems that there are A capable person."

The little phoenix on the side murmured, "It's a mere appearance, and the awe-inspiring is not obvious. I think it's much worse than the master."

At this moment, Little Phoenix had a face of disdain.

"This girl, if you're flattering, be careful of others beating you to death."

Li Yixi was helpless, but he was very happy.

Little Phoenix held his head high and said, "Master, every sentence of mine is from the bottom of my heart, but I didn't flatter, the master is the real book sage!"

Li Yixi smiled, and suddenly felt that his disciple was so nice to say that it was rare to be complimented once, but Li Yixi was not blaming him.

Xiao Bai on Hu Qingyun's shoulder looked at Xiao Feng with contempt, thinking that Xiao Feng was a flatterer now.

The three of them soon arrived before the Mountain of Books, and saw that at this moment, many scholars were gathering where they were thinking hard.

As soon as Li Yixi arrived, Shushan's female disciples couldn't help but shine brightly. Li Yixi's temperament was really too dusty, and the word floating like an immortal seemed to be for Li Yixi.

There are countless elegant airs all over the body.

In front of Li Yixi, the Confucian scholars, no matter how outstanding, at this moment Li Yixi is just appearance, completely crushing the other party.

A female disciple trot over with excitement, and respectfully said: "This son, is it here to attend the book meeting held by the saint?"

"Can you have an invitation?"

The female disciple looked respectful at the moment, as if she was afraid that Li Yixi would not like it, and her voice was as soft as possible.

Li Yixi's face was reddened and hurriedly said, "Sorry, I have no invitation. I first entered the Qinglong Fairy City. I just learned about the book club. You can participate regardless of your birth. So come here. If you can't, I'll disturb you."

As soon as Li Yixi's voice fell, the woman hurriedly said: "My son, if you don't have an invitation, you have to write a poem containing the words before you can enter."

"Writing poems?"

"It's okay, please let the girl lead the way!"

Li Yixi at the moment smiled.

"My son, please!"

At this moment, the female disciple of Shushan hurriedly invited Li Yixi over. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were already ready there, and there were many Confucian scholars who were thinking about it, all of them wanted to make themselves brilliant, and let the Saint of Shushan take a different look.

Li Yixi didn't think so much, and was even more uninterested in the sage of Shushan. He directly mentioned the pen and wrote: "The dude doesn't starve to death. Many Confucian crowns missed their lives. The husband-in-law tried to listen, and the **** please Gu Chen. Fu. When I was a teenager, I became a guest of state early. Reading breaks thousands of books, writing as if there is a god. Fu materializes heroes, poetry reads sons and establishes marriage. Li Yong seeks face, Wang Han wishes to neighbor neighbors..."

Following Li Yixi's strokes, each of the words fell on the rice paper, the female disciple of Shushan, her eyes widened at this moment, and an incredible color appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Li Yixi's pen seems to give every word the soul, and every word written by Li Yixi seems to be able to fly away.

"Floating like a cloud, just like a dragon. The iron book and silver hook, the crown of the past and the present."

At this moment, the female disciple of Shushan involuntarily covered her mouth, with an incredible expression on her face. This calligraphy is better than the calligraphy of Shushan.

But Li Yixi looked young, and the woman was stunned at the moment.

Li Yixi started writing, focusing on the woman, and said with a smile: "Excuse me, can I go in?"

Hearing Li Yixi’s voice, the woman woke up from the shock, and immediately smiled and said: "The son is qualified to enter the Tianzi Hall. This is the seat number of the son!" At this moment, the female disciple of Shushan hurriedly fetched a wooden sign. Served with both hands.

"thanks!"

Li Yixi took the wooden sign and walked straight into the mountain of books.

When Li Yixi left, the woman was so excited that she wanted to put away the poem. However, when she wanted to take away the rice paper, the woman's eyes widened, and a shocked look appeared in her beautiful eyes. She felt that she had a hallucination, because she did not pick up the rice paper immediately. She suddenly realized that the rice paper in front of her could not be shaken.

"How can this be?"

"Did I have hallucinations?"

"I can't pick up a piece of paper."

At this moment, the female disciple of Shushan couldn't help shaking her head, and the next moment she looked at the ancient poem in front of her.

It’s okay not to look at it. Upon seeing it, the woman was frightened, because at this moment she suddenly discovered that the text in front of her had changed from black to gold in a weird way. Those texts seemed to really come alive at this moment. generally.

The next moment, before the mountain of books.

A mighty air rose into the sky.

In the depths of the mountain of books, in the grass cottage, an old man who looked old was holding a bamboo slip and was reading it. At the moment when the awe-inspiring power appeared, the old man suddenly turned around, and the turbidity in those eyes disappeared. mango.

"This······"

"This is, this is Haoran's divine power, Haoran's divine power only appears in the legend, why does it appear here."

"Could it be that the great scholar above Haoran came to Shushan?"

As soon as the thought came up, an endless divine light burst into the eyes of the old man, his excited body was trembling, and the next moment he disappeared into the grass cottage.

In the blink of an eye, before arriving at Shushan, before Shushan at this moment, the female disciple of Shushan was still muttering to herself, with an incredible expression, "Why is this, why is this, I am a monk, but why, I Can't take this poem, am I in a hallucination?"

At this moment, the female disciple of Shushan didn't know that on the rice paper in front of her at this moment, a series of strong awe-inspiring divine power slowly entered her body, and her body was metamorphosing at an extremely terrifying speed.

The old man's eyes swept across at this moment, his eyes widened in an instant.

His lips trembled violently, and his eyes stared at the female disciple Shushan in front of him.

"Divine power enters the body, dismantles the mortal and transforms the god?"

"This, this, what means is this?"

The old man in front of him is not weak and has reached the realm of a true immortal. In the Azure Dragon Immortal City, he can be regarded as the peak existence. These are so, the power of heaven and earth is constantly strong, and there is a faint tendency to step into the immortal. The old man feels that he is very fast, that is The strongest level in the Azure Dragon Immortal City, but he did not expect that at this moment, he watched the female disciple of Shushan, with the help of divine power, was casting a divine body.

The old man's mind was greatly impacted at this moment.

The old man's body couldn't help shaking.

But immediately, the old man reacted instantly, his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "No, Haoran's divine power dissipates too fast, but this little girl doesn't know how to absorb it. It's just letting the divine power instinctively enter the body, which is too wasteful. ."

At this moment, the old man saw the divine power escape and almost vomited blood. He felt that the female disciple was an idiot. Such a heaven-defying opportunity was wasted.