Fantasy: So I Am a Peerless Expert

Hearing Tang Jingtian's voice, everyone in the Confucian Temple almost fell out one by one. The Confucian Temple can be said to be the ancestor of Wen Dao on this continent. But they have never heard of or seen such a grand occasion.

"This is the phantom of the saint. The saint wrote "List of Masters"?"

An old scholar in a Confucian Temple looked at Zhuge Liang's imaginary writing and writing, constantly writing the list of teachers, countless divine writings appeared, and was shocked.

"When the first emperor was there, whenever he discussed this matter with his ministers, he would sigh and hate Huan and Ling Ye. Servant, Shangshu, Changshi, and joining the army. This is the minister of Zhenliang’s death day. I hope that your majesty will kiss him and believe it. Murano Takashi can count on the day.

Chenben commoner, ploughing in Nanyang, Gou Quan's life in troubled times, does not want to be heard by the princes. The first emperor did not regard his ministers as despicable and self-defeating, but he took care of his ministers in the grass house, and his counselors were grateful for the things of the world, so Xu Xiandi used to drive him..." This old scholar, directly Read it excitedly.

"Um?"

At this moment, the other Confucian scholars couldn't help but looked around, wondering why their companions had read the articles they saw in the Confucian Temple. But at first glance, the whole person was stunned, "This is a shocking article written by a saint's phantom. Could it be that everything we saw in the Confucian Temple actually appeared here and failed." An old scholar was shocked. Talking to himself, as his voice fell, the old scholars looked around.

Because at this moment, countless people are practicing and reading books constantly. If you don't watch it carefully, you really can't find anything.

"That's a saint humanity!"

Constantly watching, everyone in the Confucian Temple was almost scared out of their eye beads. Here, they saw countless phantoms, all of which manifested in these phantom Confucian Temples.

Zhang Liang, Su Wu, Yan Yan, Ji Shao, Zhang Xun, Xu Yuan, Zhuge Liang...

"That's...What's that...What's that?" At this moment, an old scholar looked at the void, and found that the sun floating in the void at this moment was actually entwined with a terrifying Taoist rhyme, as if A divine text is transformed into a general.

"That is, that is the sacred text of the word'Tao'."

An old Confucian glanced, shaking his whole body.

"Cultivation, practice!"

At this moment, the old Confucian student suppressed the horror in his heart extremely quickly, causing everyone to practice immediately.

Because he discovered that these saint ghosts, the gods and writings of the sky are passing by with the passage of time, if you don't pay attention to it, you really can't find it.

He now knows that this kind of opportunity is probably only this time. If he doesn't cultivate now, he won't be able to cultivate anymore in the future.

"Pavilion Master, where are we going!"

At this moment, Bu Xuanyin did not pay attention to the people in the Confucian Temple, nor did it pay attention to the people in the Jixia Academy and the Most Sacred Taoist Palace. Instead, his eyes fell on a bamboo forest, because in that bamboo forest, there is a virtual reality at this moment. Ying was playing the piano, and the tune they played was still the tune they had heard, "Yangchun Baixue!"

"Um."

Zhao Tianyin immediately withdrew his shocking gaze. If this opportunity cannot be grasped, he will inevitably regret it for a lifetime.

And Zhao Tianyin at this moment was ecstatic.

Because he felt the familiar feeling, Li Yixi played the feeling of Yangchun Baixue.

"Xuanyin, practice well, there may be something related to the son here, and understand the Yangchun Baixue, I am going to practice, I may be able to enter the immortal this time." Zhao Tianyin trembled violently, sitting cross-legged in the bamboo forest, and started. Practice.

"Yes, Pavilion Master!"

Bu Xuanyin bowed to Zhao Tianyin, who was sitting cross-legged, and immediately entered the practice.

Time is fast, and three days have passed in a flash.

All the visions in the Haoran days disappeared in an instant.

However, the cultivators did not wake up and were still comprehending.

There are constant breakthroughs.

"Tang Yin, how?"

Xiao Zhan's gaze fell on Tang Yin who had just opened his eyes and asked.

"Yes, it's a great harvest. If I can enter the Wandao River, I think I might be able to enter the realm of a real immortal." At this moment, Tang Yin's eyes flashed with a touch of brilliance.

Tang Yin looked back at Xiao Zhan, "What about you?" Tang Yin looked at Xiao Zhan with a look of expectation.

"It's a fruitful harvest, this time it's cheap to go to the Academy. That fellow Li Mu has broken into the fairyland even more. If he didn't come here and want to break into the fairyland, he still doesn't know how long it will take? Tang Yin , Who do you think the son is? A bronze ancient lamp next to him can open up the world. What level of fetish is this?"

Xiao Zhan’s voice fell, and the next moment the bronze ancient lamp appeared in the palm of Xiao Zhan’s palm. At this moment, the bronze ancient lamp was still on, as if it would not go out. Let the mountain breeze blow, but there was no slight sway of the lamp. .

"Are you open to the world? I'm confused under any circumstances, let's talk about it!" Tang Yin stared at Xiao Zhan steadily.

Soon, Xiao Zhan explained to Tang Yin. At this moment, Tang Yin looked at the ancient bronze lamp in Xiao Zhan's palm, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

"This, this...this is incredible!"

Tang Yin stared at the ancient bronze lamp, almost frightened.

It took Tang Yin more than ten minutes to wake up from the shock. Looking at this ancient bronze lamp, a touch of shock appeared in his eyes.

"call!"

"It's amazing, the son is unpredictable. Let's just do things according to the son's hint. I can't speculate about the existence of the son." Tang Yin took a deep breath and said with a solemn expression.

"Xiao Zhan, Tang Yin, thank you!"

Li Mu opened his eyes and walked towards this side, holding his fists to Xiao Zhan and Tang Yin. Now Li Mu is a little stupefied. He never thought that this place was a place of opportunity. At the beginning, he was prepared for a deadly battle. NS.

If it weren't for such a treasure, he would never be able to break through the realm and become a fairy.

"How? I think you have broken through for a long time, how do you feel later?" Xiao Zhan looked at Li Mu and smiled.

"The harvest is quite fruitful, and if the seal is opened to go through the Wandaohe Rongdao, it will definitely be greatly improved." Li Mu did not hide it, and said bluntly.

"Why don't we go walk the Wandao River now?"

Xiao Zhan stared at Tang Yin and Li Mu with a smile.

"Xiao Zhan, you kid wasn't mad because of the stimulation. The whole world was sealed by the Immortal King Xiaoyao. What we are practicing is the Tao that belongs to the Immortal Realm. How to enter the Immortal Realm, how to enter the Wandao River"" Tang Yin couldn't help but stretch out his hand. Silently said Zhan's forehead.

"Fuck off!"

Xiao Zhan directly opened Tang Yin's hand.

"You two, are you interested? There is a young man in this world. What do you say is impossible." Xiao Zhan was too lazy to continue selling Guanzi, shaking the ancient bronze lamp in front of the two of them.

"Um?"

"Could it be..."