Enlightenment begins with covering the sky

"Um!?"

Su Mu noticed everyone's performance, but when he looked at Hong Yi, he suddenly showed a hint of surprise. He didn't expect that the scholar was not affected by him at all.

But she was only surprised for a while. She walked slowly over, and suddenly the whole flower hall was filled with fragrance. This aroma is not the smell of rouge, but the fragrance of flowers, which is refreshing.

Su Mu walked slowly, wearing a light green gauze skirt and a white shawl, followed by several maids, it was like a fairy from a painting descending into the world.

Although Sanhua Tower is a place for prostitution rather than artistry, the dignitaries who come here are all of extraordinary status. They often tease beautiful women when they see them. However, Su Mu's appearance made it difficult for everyone present to express their emotions. Blasphemy.

In the eyes of these princes and grandsons, Su Mu was simply a fairy who had descended into the world. Everyone was attracted by her radiant appearance and stared blankly ahead.

This group of princes, grandsons and Hong Yi are simply two extremes. One is immersed in Su Mu's appearance, while the other seems not to be affected at all.

"Master Hong, those words you just said were so heroic and extraordinary, they really opened Su Mu's eyes." Su Mu smiled slightly, walked to Hong Yi, and said.

Every word she spoke was like pearls falling from a jade plate, making people feel numb and itchy, and feeling an indescribable sense of joy all over their body.

Hong Yi's body also reacted. He looked at Su Mu walking towards him, and felt an inexplicable avoidance in his heart. But soon, this feeling disappeared, and Su Mu's image became ordinary again. Although she was still stunningly beautiful, she no longer had that radiant and mind-blowing charm.

"Miss Su is overrated. When a man is alive, he should achieve great things. If he is immersed in the glory of his father's generation all his life, what is the difference between him and the second generation of the nouveau riche who are just waiting to die?" After Hong Yi calmed down, he said That slightly arrogant voice spread throughout the entire audience, immediately waking up those princes and grandsons who were still immersed in Su Mu's appearance.

"I'm really ashamed. I didn't expect that Hong Yi was not affected by Miss Su Mu and could see beauty without being confused. It's really amazing. In comparison, I am far behind!"

Several princes and nobles looked at Hong Yi, with a hint of shame in their eyes. At this moment, even they had to admit that Hong Yi was stronger than them.

But more young masters were furious in their hearts. They did not review their own thoughts at all. Instead, they were even more angry at Hong Yi for saying that they were all trash.

Someone immediately said: "Master Hong Yi, since you want to learn from your father's writing of books and doctrines, you might as well come up with your doctrines. Fairy Mu is the most talented woman in Yujing City, so you might as well ask her to taste it. Tasting, how about it?”

Hong Yi glanced at this person and said calmly: "I have indeed been writing scriptures recently, but it is just the beginning and is not complete yet. Since you are from a famous family, and Fairy Mu is here, you might as well taste it for me. One or two, let’s see if the beginning of the sutra I made can be recited by all generations.”

"Oh!? A scripture that has been recited for eternity, Hong Yi, do you want to compare yourself to other scholars?"

A young gentleman chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm on his face. Writing a book to establish a theory, or even spreading one's own theory to the world, is much more difficult than ordinary martial arts training. In today's world, only Hong Xuanji has done it.

Hong Yi didn't care. He asked Su Mu for pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then he calmly wrote the word "Yi" on the paper!

"I Ching? Your name is Hong Yi, and you call your book "I Ching"? That's so arrogant!" Everyone present couldn't help laughing when they saw Hong Yi naming his book "I Ching".

After hearing these people's comments, Hong Yi didn't say anything more and continued writing.

But everyone was stunned when they saw Hong Yi writing a series of numbers in the scripture: ninth day, ninety-two, ninety-three, ninety-four, ninety-five and so on.

And just when someone was about to taunt, Hong Yi changed his pen and instead of continuing to write "Nine-six", he wrote "Shangjiu", followed by "A proud dragon has regrets".

When the words "A strong dragon has regrets" were written, Su Mu's body suddenly shook. She seemed to feel something inexplicable, and wisps of light appeared in her eyes, and she was stunned. .

Ninth Five-Year Plan...

Kanglong has regrets...

These are just a few ordinary words, but Su Mu seems to have noticed a mysterious meaning. He seems to have noticed the profound meaning of the ancient Holy Emperor from the Nine-Nine Supreme to the subsequent Nine-Five Supreme; she seems to have noticed the medieval scholars. Hundred Saints means cutting off four paths of the Holy Emperor and turning the Nine-Nine Supreme into the Nine-Five Supreme.

"Book of Changes! Book of Changes! This scripture is amazing!!" Su Mu no longer dared to underestimate Hong Yi. In her eyes, Hong Yi at this moment was simply the same existence as the ancient scholars.

Although Hong Yi has not survived the thunder tribulation yet, Su Mu firmly believes that as long as Hong Yi perfects this "Book of Changes", he will be able to soar through seven tribulations in a row just like the medieval scholars!

At this time, Hong Yi also wrote the word "Qian", and at the end he wrote: "Heaven is moving vigorously! A gentleman strives for self-improvement!"

As he wrote this last sentence, Hong Yi became more thoughtful, and countless insights came to his heart. He turned his pen again and soon wrote another word - Kun!

"The terrain is great, and a gentleman carries his wealth with kindness..." Hong Yi became more and more surprised as he wrote. At this moment, he was like a god assisting him, writing verses from his hands.

"Boom!"

A huge and suffocating humanistic essence suddenly reached the sky! !

The princes and nobles present seemed to be shocked. They all stood stunned on the spot, being directly impacted by this terrifying humanistic spirit, as if their entire beings were undergoing an unimaginable baptism.

Qian, Kun, Tun, Meng, Need, Litigation, Shi...

In the blink of an eye, all seven hexagrams appeared on the paper. These seven hexagrams were combined with the "Tai" and "No" written by Hong Yi before, and a total of nine hexagrams were manifested.

"Buzz!", "Buzz!", "Buzz!", "Buzz!"...

The moment Hong Yi finished writing, the rankings and statues of all the enshrined "students" throughout Yujingcheng were trembling violently, as if they were resonating with this humanistic spirit!

The resonant voices of the disciples resounded throughout the entire Yujing City.

In an instant, everyone in Yujingcheng could not help but be shocked. Today, someone actually inspired the will of the saints.

"Someone has written an article that is in line with the saints?" Emperor Qian Yang Pan's face changed slightly.

He thought of what Zhou Tong had said to him, and his heart suddenly tightened: "Is it Hong Xuanji?"

On the other side, Hong Xuanji also looked at the sky, his eyes became much deeper. He felt a lot at this moment...