Jian Jinghong and the others were struck by lightning one by one, and their souls flew out of the sky!

Poetry fairy is too white!

Poetry Immortal!

Immortal!

Ye Gongzi just mentioned!

It's really a fairy!

"Ye Gongzi, you mean that this poem is ...... It was created by the poet immortal?"

Jun Canghai gasped heavily, his mind was uncertain, even though he knew that he would never hear it wrong, he still couldn't help but ask!

As soon as Jun Canghai's words fell, a large number of holy sons and saints and heavenly list demons all looked panicked, breathing rapidly, and one by one, their hearts roared, and they all stared at Ye Sifan!

Ye Sifan looked back on the past, remembering the ancients, he grew up in Chinese textbooks since he was a child, and admired Li Bai's generation!

Whether it is Tao Yuanming, who does not bend his waist for five buckets of rice, or Taibai, who sings about wine, etc., they are all people who have made Ye Sifan feel a lot of emotion!

Jun Canghai's inquiry, Ye Sifan seemed to see a heroic and unrestrained ancient strange person condensed in the haze, as if the poet immortal sung by the descendants was writing in the haze of wine at the moment, thinking, Ye Sifan muttered:

"Throughout the ages, apart from the poet Immortal Taibai, who can be so 'pen and storm, poetry into crying ghosts and gods'? I'm afraid I can't find a second person, right?"

"Maybe there are one or two poems that can be compared to the puppet of the descendants, but if it is about the number of poems, the wealth, and the absolute, there are very few people who can be compared with it, he is a descendant who can not surpass the 'immortal', think about the year, how many days and nights there were, Ye often fell asleep in the poetry, and woke up in the poetry, the past cannot be traced, looking back is the past~!"

mentioned Li Bai, Ye Sifan thought too much for a while, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion!

Thinking back to the past, I sleepwalked in Zhou Gong on the sacred classroom, the sound of books when I fell asleep, the sound of books when I woke up, how many times I fell asleep in the middle of the classmates reciting the eternal swan song, and how many times I woke up in the recitation, what I read and memorized are all poems of poetry and immortals!

Even in the college entrance examination, high school entrance examination, final examination, midterm examination, quiz examination and other examinations, Shixian's poems also appear frequently, which can be said to accompany a lifetime!

Recalling the beginning, Ye Sifan regretted it!

If only you could turn back time!

I will never sleep in a place where my classmates recite poetry!

It's all sleep anyway!

You should find a quiet place to sleep!

Although Ye Sifan thinks like this, Jun Canghai and the others are like thunder!

In the words of the master, there seems to be countless information!

How many days and nights have the masters fallen asleep in the sound of poetry and woke up in the sound of poetry!

Is it understandable that the master has gotten along with this poet and immortal day and night? And the two are very likely to be close friends, otherwise why would the master be so reminiscent and emotional?

As soon as he thought of the immortal in Ye Sifan's mouth, the entire Qingyun Mountain cultivators were full of imagination!

can be so friendly with the immortals, and even fall asleep in the poetry of the immortals, the master is probably also an immortal who survives in the world!

Immortal!

What a heavy word!

What a terrifying existence!

In his lifetime, he was able to sit with a true immortal, thinking that everyone was enthusiastic!

It turns out that in this world, there really are immortals, ethereal immortals!

Thinking of this, everyone is in awe at the same time, but also endless yearning!

"Ye Gongzi, this poet immortal you said is too white, how did his old man pass away?" asked the Holy Son, whose mouth was dry and trembling slightly!

According to the ancient records of the Eastern Wilderness, isn't the life span of immortals endless? It is said that it can be said to be the same life as heaven and earth, almost immortal, how can immortals die?

Countless pairs of eyes looked at Ye Sifan again, about the legend of the immortals, everyone was inevitably curious, how could they have such an opportunity to know a thing or two on weekdays?

Ye Sifan sighed and said leisurely: "It is a person who will eventually die, but it is gratifying that Shixian Taibai died of nature, which is not an accident!"

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of people, in Ye Sifan's opinion, the ending of Shixian is normal, at least it can be regarded as the end of old age!

But everyone was shocked when they heard this, and countless essences flashed in their pupils!

It turns out that immortals can't be immortal, and immortals also have their own limits, but their lifespan is unimaginably long!

With in-depth thinking, Jun Canghai and the others thought about it carefully, and suddenly thought of the person in front of them, the poet immortal had died in nature for a long time, but the master was still alive!

Oh, my God!

Doesn't that mean that the person in front of him is an existence that has survived a living immortal to death?

It's horrible!

Terrifying!

Can boil an immortal to death, how many years does such a person live, and how powerful will he be?

The answer is obvious, according to common sense, the person in front of him is even more terrifying than the poet immortal!

The more people in Qingyun Mountain thought about it, the more frightened they became, and their gaze at Ye Sifan was further sublimated, and their collective brains trembled!

In the next time, Jun Canghai and the others were absent-minded, and they couldn't listen to anything other than shock!

Time passes slowly!

Qingyun Mountain had nothing to say all night!

After Ye Sifan and the others had dinner, the mountain people slowly dispersed, and the second peak also returned to tranquility!

But the hearts of Jun Canghai and others floated all night!

"In this world, there are really immortals!"

The cultivators of the entire Qingyun Mountain were muttering to themselves, looking at the first peak from time to time, and their hearts had a deep impact!

Today's unintentional words of the master laid down everyone's cognition and Dao heart, broadened everyone's horizons and beliefs, and planted a fairy seed in everyone's hearts!

Of course, the most is the shock and shock that everyone has for Ye Sifan!

A master, a thousandth of a thousandth, is a strong immortal Dao!

As for how strong it is, it can't be verified, but it must be stronger than Shixian!

Just imagine, a person who boiled the immortal capital to death, his own cultivation is enough to shock the ancients!

It's destined to be a sleepless night!

The night passed in the blink of an eye!

Early the next morning!

When Ye Sifan took the girl down the mountain!

The second peak of Qingyun Mountain is overcrowded, today is the first day of Qingyun Academy, and countless mountain people are leading their children up the mountain, ready to listen to Ye Gongzi's lecture!

A large number of holy sons and saints were also waiting around the school early, and the immortals started classes, how could they teach mortal things?

When Qingyun Academy is ready to start!

Qingyun Mountain is eight hundred miles away!

Jun Canghai and Lin Changsheng appeared here early in the morning, and at this moment, they were walking back and forth irritably, as if they were waiting for someone!

"This old immortal, he doesn't come early or late, but he chooses this time, the old man still wants to listen to Ye Gongzi's first class, I'm afraid I'm going to miss it now!"

Jun Canghai looked unhappy, but he also complained, the person who can let the two of them meet each other for eight hundred miles in person is probably not ordinary!

Lin Changsheng smiled bitterly when he heard this, the two of them received the news of an old friend's visit last night, the identity of the person who came was not bad, and the three of them had a deep relationship, so the two of them waited here early in the morning!

"The old ghost of Duanmu can come, which shows that the affection is deep, the old guy is probably afraid that you and me, the two old immortals, will bury the bones on the battlefield, most of them are here to help, and they can be regarded as a little conscience, just wait!"

Lin Changsheng smiled bitterly, how could he not want to listen to Ye Sifan's first class, as an old immortal, the two of them decided that the master must favor Qingyun Town, and the fact that the people of Qingyun Mountain are infinite has made the two of them firmly believe!

Since the masters favor Qingyun, then I also know with my ass that Qingyun Academy is probably not just as simple as literacy and hyphenation, and the masters must have great intentions!

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PS: Take a leave, there was an accident today, there may only be one shift, I'm sorry, everyone get up tomorrow morning to see, good dreams