Chapter 199

It seems that he was praised too much by Li Mu. The praise is irrelevant. Others don't believe it.

Lao Tzu was completely aware of this at the moment, but he could not help but make complaints about it. "How can you really praise me if you are a commoner?" Li Yixi said. People who boast don't believe it. "

"It's my fault, sir."

Li Mu was a little frightened and said again.

"Stop. It's my honor to attend the cultural conference today. I'll have a good look. It's also good to have a good knowledge." Li Yixi is looking forward to it. These people are all big men among scholars.

As for Li Mu, Li Yixi directly ignored that Li Mu at the moment could not arouse Li Yixi's interest at all.

Seeing that Li Yixi was not paying attention to himself, Li Mu's hanging heart was much more stable.

"Ladies and gentlemen, whatever happens today, it calms me down. Maybe it's our chance, or the revival of the literary Tao in the southern sky. The childe is a man of heaven. The literary Tao is very strong. He lives in seclusion in the mountains and turns into a mortal life. He must be tired of the life of practitioners. We have to suppress our emotions no matter what we see. We must not let Mr. Tang dislike it."

Ouyangjing's voice was so serious that it sounded in the ears of every Confucian scholar in the moon watching Pavilion.

"Shua."

At the moment, the traceless eyes suddenly fell on ouyangjing, with doubts on his face.

"Don't ask, the best explanation is to have a good look."

"Reality will give you the answer."

Ouyangjing explained again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, after drinking this cup of wine, the literary conference will begin. With the strongest talent, books will shock the world!"

Ouyang Jing took up his glass and said to Langsheng.

At the moment, Ouyang Jing's voice was as loud as thunder. If he had not seen the Buddha, he would never have known that he was a dying man.

"Dry."

The Confucian scholars raised their glasses and drank them all at once.

Ouyangjing took a hard sip. His rickety old body suddenly became straight. With a wave of his big hand, a huge book was suspended here in the moon watching Pavilion.

"Huh?"

"Is this a treasure book?"

Seeing the suspended books, Li Yixi was very curious.

"I'll come first."

A young Confucian student got up, waved his hand, and there were pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him.

Mercilessly swallowed a breath, raised his pen and wrote quickly, "wear gold armor in all battles on the battlefield. If you don't break the evil of heaven, you won't pay it back."

The moment the pen fell, a palm fell on his chest, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the calligraphy and painting.

Strangely, there was no blood stain on the calligraphy and painting. The blood was absorbed by the words on the rice paper.

And the words that have absorbed blood are emitting hot light at the moment, as if they can dispel Yin and cold.

At the next moment, the calligraphy and painting in front of me flew into the hanging book and became the book at the moment. With the continuous integration of things, the breath became incomparably holy, as if it could purify evil.

"Is this heroic spirit?"

"It's amazing."

At the moment, Li Yixi looked at it silently and was surprised.

Today is the first time that Li Yixi has felt such a clear sense of boldness.

"Sir, would you like to write one, too?"

At the moment, ouyangjing looks forward to Li Yixi.

"Shua!"

At the moment, ouyangjing had been heard before. Now ouyangjing invited Li Yixi to write. These people are very curious.

"Me?"

"I am just an ordinary scholar, but I have no talent." Li Yixi blushed and felt ashamed.

These people are desperate for the Terran, but now they are alone and ordinary people can't do anything.

Li Yixi knew himself, but he had never written such a magical vision. He was a mortal.

"Sir, since you have attended the cultural conference, please write one. Moreover, childe's calligraphy is peerless, which is beyond our reach." Li Mu bowed his invitation.