Fantasy: So I Am a Peerless Expert

There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

As soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival arrives, Luoxianji is not lively.

The bright moon is suspended in the sky, and countless red lanterns will set the fairy tales to be extremely festive.

Today is very lively, children are running around with lanterns, young men and women put down lanterns in the creek, looking for people who are destined.

In the small lake, there is a huge boat, brightly lit, singing and dancing.

Among the crowd, Li Yixi took Hu Qingyun and looked at everything around him, with a slight smile on his lips.

This festive day gave Li Yixi more memories.

On a tall building, a figure in black leaned against the building, with dark eyes scanning everything around.

Behind him was a corpse who had just died, holding a book in his hand, apparently a scholar, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Um."

The next moment, the look of the black figure brightened.

His eyes fell on Li Yixi's body instantly.

"It's so rich and awe-inspiring."

The figure in black at this moment was filled with excitement in his eyes.

There are some problems with the magic way he cultivated, and what he needs most at the moment is the aura of Haoran to help him suppress his inner demons.

When I saw Li Yixi, I was instantly overjoyed, and when I looked at Hu Qingyun beside Li Yixi, greed also appeared in his eyes.

Originally, his goal today was the literary talent in the pavilion in the distance, so he didn't expect to meet Li Yixi.

"Tang Jianghe pays respects to the son."

Among the crowd, Tang Jianghe hurriedly squeezed over, his eyes full of respect.

Tang Jianghe came all the way and spent a lot of time, and it happened to meet the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Sect Master Tang, it's been a long time."

When Li Yixi met Tang Jianghe, there was a touch of joy in his eyes. This was the palace lord of the Tianxing Palace, and he could not offend anything, and the other party was so friendly, Li Yixi could not find a reason to offend others.

"Um!"

"Tang Jianghe, the lord of the Tianxing Palace, actually knew this scholar, and he was so respectful to him. Is this person's identity extremely unusual?"

The wicked old man, who was going to do it right away, hurriedly stabilized his figure.

He knew that Tang Jianghe, the lord of the Tianxing Palace, broke through to the realm of Shenwu.

He doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, for a person in the realm of Shenwu to be so respectful, the man in black is naturally very jealous.

Although he is a powerful demon, he does not dare to provoke the existence of too noble status, because once he provokes a person with too noble status, then once the other party is immortal with him, it will be really troublesome.

So the man in black at the moment stopped the thought of touching Li Yixi.

His eyes fell on the attic in the distance.

When looking at Xiao Zhan in the attic, a smile also appeared on his face.

However, seeing Tang Jianghe and the others walking to the attic, he did not choose to take action immediately, fearing that Tang Jianghe would interfere with him, he had enough patience.

"Xiao Cangqiong pays homage to the son."

As soon as he approached the attic, Xiao Cangqiong's body in the attic fell in front of Li Yixi, and his eyes were full of respect.

"Divine Martial Realm."

The moment he saw Xiao Cangqiong, Tang Jianghe was secretly shocked. In the area he commanded, there was still a Divine Martial Realm, and the opponent's strength was not the kind that just broke through.

"Xiao Zhan, meet your son."

Xiao Zhan also hurried out and bowed to Li Yixi, his eyes filled with excitement.

Tonight’s Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting was hosted by Xiao Zhan.

Li Yixi, in the eyes of Xiao Zhan, that is the supreme existence, is there a gift of not seeing it when you meet it.

"Xiao Zhan, are you holding a literary meeting?"

Li Yixi smiled.

"Yes, son, can you give me a poem this Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"So many of us racked our brains and didn't write a decent poem." Xiao Zhan said expectantly.

"Row."

At this moment, Li Yixi was also interested, and followed Xiao Zhan and others into the pavilion.

"Um!"

"Who the **** is this person, even the two powerhouses of Shenwu realm are so respectful to him.

In the expression of the black-clothed man, there was a little more jealousy.

In the attic, pen, ink, paper and inkstone were quickly ready.

Xiao Zhan's excited eyes fell on Li Yixi.

Li Yixi lifted the pen, pondered for a moment, and the big pen fell: the full moon flies in the mirror, and he returns to his heart.

Turn the tent and travel far away, climbing up to the sky.

Suspicious frost and snow on the waterway, Lin Qi sees feathers.

Looking at the white rabbit at this time, he wanted to count the autumn leaves.

Slightly down Wushan Gorge, still titled Baidi City.

The whole pu is dark, and the half-floor is bright.

Diao Dou urges dawn, and Toad is leaning toward himself.

Zhang Gong leans against the broken soul, not only the Han family.

At this moment, Li Yixi carries an inexplicable temperament all over his body. When every word falls, the rhyme of Confucianism, Taoism, and Taoism increases by one point.

At this moment, he is like a pen in his hand, turning into a long dragon.

"what?"

"Dao Yun, this is Tao Yun."

Tang Jianghe and Xiao Cangqiong beside Li Yixi were shocked inexplicably.

Whenever I think of Li Yixi's random poem, it contains such a rich Taoist rhyme. At this moment, the eyes of the two of them are full of horror.

Tao Yun, what a precious thing.

But between Li Yixi's hands and feet, Dao Yun followed.

The two at this moment were shocked by Li Yixi's calligraphy and painting.

"what?"

"It's so rich and awe-inspiring, this is the rhyme of Confucianism and Taoism."

"It turned out to be the rhyme of Confucianism and Taoism, such a shocking article, if I can get it, then I don't have to worry about the demons."

At the moment, in the eyes of the man in black, the gloomy color disappeared, replaced by excitement.

The excited body was trembling.

He had never thought that he would be able to see such a fetish appear.

At this moment, the man in black clenched his fists and looked forward to it.

When the last stroke was put away, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Yixi's mouth.

He still likes this poem for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

At this moment, in the pavilion, the eyes of the scholars were filled with excitement.

Today, they actually saw shocking verses.

However, these people still don't know the Taoist rhyme contained in this calligraphy and painting.

"The son of heaven and human."

Xiao Zhan exclaimed.

A heart trembled violently, and his eyes were full of shocking colors. He did not expect that Li Yixi's random poems contained Taoist rhyme.

At this moment, Xiao Zhan could hardly look away from the calligraphy and painting.

Xiao Cangqiong and Tang Jianghe beside Li Yixi were incredible in their eyes.

Such a treasure, if taken out, will inevitably cause countless **** storms, and this is just random in front of Li Yixi.

Li Yixi looked at Xiao Zhan who was obsessed with him and couldn't help but smiled: "Xiao Zhan, if you like it, I will give you this calligraphy and painting."

Xiao Cangqiong was very excited when he heard Li Yixi's words.

Xiao Zhan is the blood of the Xiao family.

He appeared here today to protect Xiao Zhan. Li Yixi values ​​Xiao Zhan. The future of Xiao Zhan is the key to the rise of the Xiao family. He should not allow any accidents.

"Master Xie!"

At this moment, Xiao Zhan heard Li Yixi's voice, and his excited voice was trembling.

"My son, it seems that we are going to train this person."

"It's a pity that I am not cultivating literary art. Otherwise, it must be a great opportunity to accept this student as a disciple." Tang Jianghe was a little jealous at the moment, but he didn't dare to grab something from Li Yixi.