Chapter 743 Looking Back on the Mortal World and Not Being a Fairy
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"I don't agree!"
In Wutian Pavilion Tianzun's heart, this idea was hard to suppress.
At this moment, Li Yixi didn't care about Wutiange Tianzun's face, Li Yixi was very happy today, because no one had ever played chess with him so frankly.
Every move of the people who have been playing chess with him seems to be extremely difficult, but the old man's moves are extremely fast, although his play is also very poor, but it makes him somewhat satisfied.
"Old man, do you want to play another game?"
Li Yixi, who was interested, looked at Tianzun in Wutian Pavilion with a hot face.
The Tianzun of Wutian Pavilion, who was already angry at the moment, came to find fault today, but was crushed by Li Yixi forcefully. Hearing Li Yixi's words, the Tianzun of Wutian Pavilion felt as if he had been humiliated.
"No, I'm not as good as you in chess!"
"Let's compete with others!"
The Tianzun of Wutian Pavilion refused to admit defeat. He felt that even if Li Yixi's understanding of Tao was far better than him, he should not be as good as him in other aspects.
"Better than anything else?"
"The old man is also proficient in other things?"
Li Yixi heard the words of Wutian Pavilion Tianzun, his face showed a touch of curiosity, he didn't know that the old man in coir raincoat was very upset and wanted to compete with him.
But this made Li Yixi interested, and wanted to see what the other party was capable of?
"calligraphy!"
"Let's compare calligraphy!"
The Tianzun of Wutian Pavilion suddenly brightened his eyes and looked at Li Yixi with a burning face.
He has obtained Confucianism and Taoism classics, and his Confucianism and Taoism cultivation base is extremely powerful, far superior to his understanding of Taoism. At this moment, he wants to use his own strengths to compete with Li Yixi.
"Is it better than calligraphy?"
"Old man, let's forget it?"
Hearing Wutian Pavilion Tianzun's words, Li Yixi showed a look of helplessness on his face. After the old man lost just now, he wanted to compare with him. He knew that the old man was extremely competitive.
But I also know that my calligraphy attainments have reached the pinnacle, and it can be said that I am shoulder to shoulder with God, which is not an exaggeration.
After all, his calligraphy is beyond the system's ability to teach, and the old man will definitely lose.
But just after Li Yixi's words fell, the Pavilion Master of Wutian Pavilion said with a sarcasm: "Don't you dare?"
"That's right, the old man's calligraphy is not as good as mine!"
"If it doesn't work, you just admit defeat."
After hearing Li Yixi's words, the Tianzun of Wutian Pavilion showed a smile on his face. At this moment, he felt that he had won the game, and he looked proud.
"Admit defeat?"
At this moment, Li Yixi heard the words of Wutian Pavilion Tianzun, and there was a look of curiosity on his face. Seeing the confidence of the old man in front of him, Li Yixi also eagerly wanted to know how the other party's calligraphy skills are?
After the thought settled in his heart, a smile appeared on Li Yixi's face: "Since the elders want to compare, let's compare each other."
"Wang Lin, go to the study and get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
Li Yixi immediately ordered Wang Lin who had been standing not far away.
Wang Lin immediately went to the study to fetch the Fang Sibao.
"Old man, I am a guest from afar, please invite me first!"
Li Yixi sent out an invitation.
After hearing Li Yixi's words, Tianzun of Wutian Pavilion showed a mysterious smile on his face, "Are you sure you want me to write first?"
"If I write first, I'm afraid you don't have the guts to write a word!"
His words are full of arrogance, but his arrogance is not true madness, but self-confidence.
The other party's self-confidence made Li Yixi's eyes shine again.
"Old man, please!"
Seeing Li Yixi's repeated invitations, Tianzun Wutiange was not polite, so he immediately picked up a pen and began to write on the rice paper.
As each of his words fell, at this moment, the incomparably pure righteousness burst out on the paper. Those words seemed to be cut by a knife, giving people an extremely domineering feeling.
"how?"
"Are you going to admit defeat directly?"
The last stroke fell, Wutian Pavilion Tianzun looked at Li Yixi confidently at this moment.
Today's him can be said to have performed exceptionally. At this moment, he felt the awe-inspiring righteousness on the rice paper, and his face was full of pride.
"Good word!"
"The pen is like a dragon and a snake, and the atmosphere is majestic!"
"It's been a long time since I saw calligraphy like this, old man, as expected of everyone."
Seeing the figures on Xuan Zhi, Li Yixi showed a smile on his face, and said from the heart.
Wutian Pavilion Tianzun was even more proud when he saw Li Yixi's shining eyes.
"Are you admitting defeat?"
At this moment, he asked Li Yixi again that he was very satisfied with his own calligraphy.
The grandeur of righteousness contains an extremely terrifying power of the Great Dao. Taking this thing outside is definitely priceless.
Meng Ge, who was standing aside, saw this scene and heard the old man's words, with a strange look on his face and a look of sympathy.
"Good guy!"
"It turns out that he is a hidden master, his strength has definitely reached the level of Tianzun, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to write a spirit that contains such a terrifying power of the great way."
"But it's a pity that you dare to provoke the young master. The words written by the young master are gods, and they cannot be compared with spirits!"
The moment Meng Ge thought of it, a smile appeared on Li Yixi's face
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"Although the old man's calligraphy is outstanding, I am also proficient in one or two. Let me write a sentence too!"
Looking at Hu Qingyun not far away, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Yixi's mouth, and he slowly raised the pen in his hand.
"The devil knocked three thousand years ago, looking back, the mortals do not become immortals, they only live and die for her palm."
At the moment when Li Yixi's works fell, the body of Wutian Pavilion Tianzun who stood watching from the side couldn't help but tremble.
The moment he saw the first character demon, hundreds of millions of phantom images of gods and demons appeared in his mind. The gods and demons roared, and his soul almost collapsed.
His body trembled violently, and his face became pale and bloodless.
The powerful aura on the rice paper terrified him. He never thought that not only did Li Yixi's understanding of Taoism be extremely terrifying, but Taoism had also reached a level that he could not touch. It's a frog in a well.
Looking at the words in front of him, his body trembled violently, and the unwillingness and unhappiness in his heart disappeared instantly.
No matter how stupid Wutian Pavilion Tianzun is, he can react. Li Yixi in front of him is definitely not just a Tianzun. No matter how strong a Tianzun is, he will never be able to write such a terrifying god.
"Ancestral God!"
At this moment, these two words appeared in Wutian Pavilion Tianzun's mind.
Feeling that my legs were a little weak, I didn't know how to provoke an ancestor god, which was no different from courting death.
With a common sound, Tianzun of Wutian Pavilion knelt directly opposite to Li Yixi.
"The junior doesn't know what the senior is capable of. I lost, and I offended today. Let the senior deal with it."
Seeing the old man kneeling in front of him suddenly, Li Yixi's face changed slightly, this old man looked at least seventy years old, how could he bear his kneeling.
"Wang Lin, quickly help the old man up!"
Li Yixi ordered immediately.
On the side, Meng Ge, Li Yixi's words kept appearing in his mind, he knocked on the devil for three thousand years, looking back on the mortal world, he is not a fairy, he only lives and dies for her palm.
"hiss!"
He took a deep breath.
"It turns out that the son does not practice, there is a story!"
"What kind of beauty is it that makes the young master abandon all status and majesty like this?"