Peerless Taoist

Song Anqi also involuntarily looked over, and a look of surprise and doubt flashed in her eyes.

Li Xiang snorted coldly, "it's mysterious."

He came forward directly, waved his long sleeve and blew a gust of wind, so he was ready to blow away the words in the air.

Call——

With a gust of strong wind, Lu Yu did not move, the words in the air did not move, and even the paper originally placed on the table did not move.

"I don't believe it yet." Li Xiang stretched out his hand and planned to disperse the words in the air directly.

However, as soon as he put his hand on it, his face suddenly changed, and his whole shoulder couldn't help leaning.

These words seem to float in the air, unreal and invisible, but they seem to be of great importance.

Even if Li Xiang was a monk, he also felt as heavy as a mountain of Tai in front of him.

Seeing this, the great scholar in white also flashed a touch of surprise in his eyes and stretched out his hand to explore the words in the air.

As soon as he put his hand on it, he suddenly exclaimed, "a word is like a mountain!"

The great scholar in white no longer despised as before. He hurried to the front to check the feelings written by Lu Yu.

He didn't look carefully before. At this time, he observed carefully, but found that the sentiment written by Lu Yu was unpredictable. Even he had to think for a long time to understand the meaning.

"Are these really Wensheng scriptures? But how... How can there be so many!" the great Confucian was stunned.

According to his understanding, Wen Sheng's Classics are only divided into two parts.

Moreover, according to the previous conclusion, these classics are not very important insights, so Bailu academy is willing to take them out and give everyone a chance to understand.

But now, what Lu Yu wrote has exceeded their expectations.

"Isn't he writing other scriptures of Wensheng? But it's also wrong. I've never read these scriptures."

These white haired Confucians have a good head and poor experience all their life. Of course, they know whether Lu Yu has cheated or not.

In front of these scriptures, he was indeed a lot of Confucian scholars. He looked at the figures in the sky in shock and felt a trace of awe from the bottom of his heart.

The old man in front of him slowly opened his mouth under the gaze of the people.

"My name is Zi Rong."