Chapter 199 Rejuvenation Wine

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It seems that Li Mu has praised him too much, and the praise is beyond borders, and others don't believe it.

At this moment, Li Yixi understood it completely, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart, "I'm just a commoner, is it really okay for you to praise me so much? No one will believe me."

"Sir, it's my fault."

Li Mu was a little apprehensive, and said again.

"Stop it, it's my honor to be able to participate in the meeting today, I'll just take a good look at it, it's good to gain some knowledge." Li Yixi was looking forward to it, these people are all big names among scholars.

As for Li Mu, Li Yixi ignored it directly. The current Li Mu did not attract Li Yixi's interest at all.

Seeing that Li Yixi wasn't paying attention to him, Li Mu felt much more at ease.

"Everyone, no matter what happens today, calm me down. Maybe it's our chance, or maybe it's the revival of the Dao in the Southern Tianyu. The young master is a heavenly man, a man with the strongest Dao. He lives in seclusion in the mountains and lives as a mortal. He must be tired of practicing. In the life of a young man, when we first entered the Great Tang Imperial City, no matter what we saw, we had to suppress our emotions, and we must not make my husband unhappy."

Ouyang Jing's voice was so serious that it rang in the ears of every Confucian scholar in the Wangyue Pavilion.

"Shua."

At this moment, a series of invisible eyes fell on Ouyang Jing in an instant, with doubts on their faces.

"Don't ask, the best explanation is to take a good look."

"Reality will give you the answer."

Ouyang Jing explained again.

"Everyone, after drinking this glass of wine, I will start, with the strongest talents, the book will shock the world!"

Ouyang Jing picked up the wine glass, Langsheng said.

At this moment, Ouyang Jing's voice was extremely loud, like thunder. If he hadn't seen the deity, he would never know that he was a dying person.

"Dry."

All the Confucian scholars toasted and drank it all in one gulp.

Ouyang Jing took a sip hard, and his old and stooped body instantly became straight. With a wave of his big hand, a huge tome was suspended in the Wangyue Pavilion in an instant.

"Um?"

"Is this a precious book?"

Seeing the floating books, Li Yixi was extremely curious.

"I'll come first."

A young Confucian scholar stood up, waved his hand, and a pen, ink, paper and inkstone appeared in front of him.

Swallowing a sigh of relief, he picked up his pen and wrote quickly, "Wearing gold armor in every battle on the battlefield, you will never pay back until you break the evil spirit."

The moment the pen fell, a palm landed on his chest, and at this moment a mouthful of blood sprayed on the calligraphy and painting.

Strangely, the calligraphy and paintings were not stained with blood, but the blood was absorbed by the words on the rice paper.

Moreover, the characters that have absorbed the blood emit a fiery light at this moment, as if they can dispel the coldness.

The next moment, the calligraphy and painting in front of him flew up and entered the suspended book, becoming the first page.

"Um?"

Li Yixi was shocked by this scene, and it was because of Li Yixi's eyes.

Li Yixi thought it was incredible.

It's just a few words, it's so powerful.

Li Yixi looked at the second person curiously.

The second person is an old Confucian scholar.

He is already old, ninety years old. If he is a practitioner, this age is nothing, but because he has not been able to gather his spirit, he is still a mortal. At this age, as a mortal, he naturally cannot live long up.

The old man didn't write immediately, but filled himself a glass of wine and drank it down.

While putting down the cup, he raised the brush.

"puff."

A sip of wine spewed out, and the handwriting was frighteningly fast at this moment.

"Be born as a minister of the clan, and die as a ghost hero."

Just ten short words, at this moment, he is frantically absorbing the spewed wine.

In an instant, it became extremely dazzling. On the rice paper, an illusory figure faintly appeared. It was a human courtier who dedicated himself to the imperial dynasty. After his death, he turned into a ghost general to guard one side.

Looking at the illusory scene, Li Yixi took a deep breath.

"boom!"

But when Li Yixi was shocked, the old Confucian scholar fell to the ground.

"A rich burial."

Li Mu gave an order.

Soon several figures entered and carried the old Confucian scholar's body out.

"Um?"

"Is it really dead?"

"Didn't you just take a sip of wine?" Although Li Yixi didn't say anything at this moment, his heart was overwhelmed.

The eyes are full of puzzlement.

Ouyang Jing, who was beside Li Yixi, had been paying attention to Li Yixi all the time. At this moment, he also noticed Li Yixi's confusion, and immediately explained: "Sir, this is my former classmate, named Jiu Scholar, and the wine he drank It's very special, it's called soul-returning wine, the moment he drinks it, his talent can explode five times, but at the same time he will die."

"Dedicating everything in the dying year is the greatest value of my generation of scholars."

"Rejuvenation wine?"

Hearing Ouyang Jing's explanation, Li Yixi looked at the other's wine gourd curiously.

"Come!"

Ouyang Jing took a deep breath and spat out the word "come", and the wine gourd fell in front of Ouyang Jing.

"My lord, this is Soul Rejuvenation Wine."

Ouyang Jing pushed the wine gourd in front of Li Yixi

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"Thank you, I will accept these wines, I am very interested in wine." Li Yixi was very happy and put away.

"It doesn't matter, Soul Resurrection Wine is poison to many people."

"Sir, don't drink indiscriminately. This is what I use when I'm in a desperate situation." Ouyang Jing said solemnly, really afraid that Li Yixi would drink indiscriminately.

After all, this time the soul wine is overbearing.

"Thank you for the old man's suggestion." Li Yixi smiled.

When one person dies, it will be carried out normally, because these are all expected by everyone, and soon, several old Confucian scholars will die.

Chapter after chapter, ancient poem after poem, ancient word after poem, or a sentence is continuously integrated into the hanging book.

The book at this moment, with the continuous incorporation of things, the breath becomes extremely holy, as if it can purify evil.

"Is this the awe-inspiring spirit?"

"amazing."

At this moment Li Yixi watched silently, couldn't help being amazed.

Today, it was the first time that Li Yixi could feel the awe-inspiring aura so clearly.

"Sir, do you want to try writing one too?"

At this moment, Ouyang Jing looked at Li Yixi expectantly.

"Shua!"

At this moment, they received Ouyang Jing's voice transmission before, and now Ouyang Jing invites Li Yixi to write. These people are extremely curious.

"me?"

"I'm just an ordinary scholar, but I don't have much talent." Li Yixi blushed slightly, feeling a little ashamed.

These people are desperate for the human race, but at the moment they are alone and mortals can do nothing.

Li Yixi understands himself, but he has never written such a miraculous vision, he is a mortal.

"Sir, since you have participated in the meeting, let's write an article, and the young master's calligraphy is peerless, a realm that we can't reach." Li Mu bowed and invited.