Fantasy: So I Am a Peerless Expert

"The son."

Seeing Li Yixi coming, Shi An and Shi Qingxue hurriedly saluted. They used to think that Li Yixi was very powerful, but seeing a wine gourd left by Li Yixi was terrible to such an extent, refreshing their knowledge this time. Become more respectful, even the soul is trembling.

"Old slave pays homage to Mr.!"

At this moment, Grandpa Mu also walked out nervously, bowed and humbled to the extreme.

"Um?"

"Is Grandpa Mu also come to Yinyue Academy to read?"

Li Yixi was very curious that Father Mu actually came here.

When Grandpa Mu heard what Li Yixi said, he was very anxious. Knowing that he should not mention the seal, he could only reply to Li Yixi, "Mr. Reading at Yue Academy, sir, the royal collection of books is tens of thousands, more than here."

"Um?"

Hearing what the father-in-law said, Shi Qingxue and Shi An were anxious in an instant, and regretted at this moment. They did not expect that father-in-law would know Li Yixi, and they seemed to be familiar and terrified.

"Could it be?"

The next moment, Shi An and Shi Qingxue looked at each other.

There is incredible in the eyes.

Shi An took a deep breath and asked Mu Gonggong through the sound transmission: "Mu Gonggong, do you know the son? Is the son in the imperial city?"

When the voice fell, Shi An waited nervously.

"Yes, it's sir."

"Shi'an, why didn't you tell me earlier, so that I can make better arrangements to satisfy my husband." Mu Gong was extremely uncomfortable.

"Arrangement?"

"The son is now experiencing the life of a mortal. Wouldn't it be the experience of the son that was specially arranged? I think it is enough not to disturb the son." Shi An replied.

"Oh, then I'm going to read a book, Mu Gonggong, you are busy." Li Yixi smiled and went to Chunqiu Tower.

"My son, please."

Shi An and Shi Qingxue were overjoyed. They didn't see Li Yixi reply whether Father Mu was going to see the royal collection. They were very excited, because if Li Yixi went there, then their opportunity would be over.

For their practitioners, being close to Li Yixi is a great opportunity. In just two days, they have already reaped a lot.

"Miss Qingxue, you seem to be different, has your strength improved?" Li Yixi asked Shi Qingxue next to him.

Li Yixi naturally couldn't understand Shi Qingxue's cultivation, but Li Yixi felt that Shi Qingxue gave him a different feeling. It seemed that the whole person had a little more inexplicable temperament.

Li Yixi thinks that perhaps her strength has improved.

"Master Hui, broke through recently."

When Shi Qingxue saw Li Yixi talking to herself, her face flushed, not shy, but excited.

In the face of Li Yixi's existence, to be honest, Shi Qingxue really didn't dare to speak at will. Seeing Li Yixi asking herself, she was naturally excited.

"Congratulations."

Li Yixi slightly arched his hand at Shi Qingxue, with a look of envy.

When Shi Qingxue saw Li Yixi taking care of herself, she naturally wouldn't let go of the opportunity, took a deep breath, and said nervously: "My son, your wine gourd fell yesterday and you are still in the building."

"Um?"

"It turned out to be in the building, why did I say it disappeared?"

"It's good to be here, otherwise I have to go carving again."

Li Yixi smiled.

"My son, did you sculpt it?"

"The patterns carved by the son are so lifelike, so the paintings painted by the son are probably even more vivid."

Shi Qingxue couldn't help taking a deep breath, and said excitedly.

"Drawing?"

"good."

Li Yixi smiled modestly.

I haven't done much painting these days. I used to paint too much, and I almost vomited. Although forced by the system to become a master of painting, Li Yixi hardly paints now.

"Whether the son can give pointers, I will do some too." Shi Qingxue's gaze couldn't help but shine. Besides practicing, Shi Qingxue's favorite is painting. At this moment, hearing Li Yixi's words, Shi Qingxue felt that she had found and talked to Li Yixi. chance.

Moreover, Shi Qingxue felt that this was an opportunity, and if she wasted it, she would have to be struck by lightning.

Now Grandpa Mu knows that Li Yixi is here, and I'm afraid someone will flock to him soon.

"Well, I haven't painted for a long time, so let's do it, otherwise it's strange." Li Yixi smiled.

Shi An behind, hearing Shi Qingxue and Li Yixi's words, a touch of excitement appeared in his eyes.

If Li Yixi exists, if he can get acquainted, who will give up the opportunity.

hiss!

At this moment, Father Mu, following Li Yixi's words, looked envious.

"My son, I'll draw a picture first, and I beg my son for advice."

Shi Qingxue hurriedly seized the opportunity.

Shi Qingxue is very confident in her painting skills, and now she wants to show off her ability in front of Li Yixi.

"good."

Li Yixi did not refuse, and nodded.

Shi Qingxue hurriedly prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and took a deep breath.

If there is a god, Shi Qingxue at this moment, the spirit is extremely concentrated, at this moment, the figure of last night appeared in her eyes, with a flying sword on her feet, a wine gourd on her waist, and a white dress like a fairy and a god.

At this moment, Shi Qingxue painted the figure of Jiujianxian.

The last stroke fell, and the painting in front of him seemed to be about to come alive.

"The son."

After Shi Qingxue took a look, her eyes brightened. At this moment, the figure painting in front of her had reached her highest level. For her, it was already a super long play.

"Yes, it's okay."

Li Yixi saw Shi Qingxue's gaze and gave a compliment.

"Thank you son!"

Hearing Li Yixi's words, Shi Qingxue's eyes lit up and she was extremely excited.

"However, this painting is tangible and godless. Without its charm, it would be better if it had its shape and spirit."

"Look aside."

Li Yixi said to Shi Qingxue.

"Yes, son."

Shi Qingxue hurriedly removed the painting in front of him, looking at Li Yixi expectantly.

Li Yixi picked up the pen and started painting directly.

"Um?"

"This is a spirit run?"

The moment Li Yixi's first stroke fell, everyone's discoloration changed.

Everyone's eyes were filled with horror, because their paintings were only paintings, but Li Yixi's paintings were not just paintings, but shaping lives, extremely powerful lives.

With every stroke of Li Yixi's fall, the powerful Dao Yun suddenly exploded on the rice paper, giving the pen and ink on the rice paper a powerful soul. Every stroke that fell, like the characters on the rice paper added a vitality.

Soon, the figure of a swordsman faintly formed.

hiss.

When Li Yixi was halfway through the painting, everyone was in discoloration, because at this moment, although the portrait on the rice paper was not finished yet, everyone had already felt the terrifying pressure, and the pressure made their hearts palpitate.

At this moment, it is like a figure on rice paper, transforming into a powerful practitioner.