You Shu stood on the spot, not to mention anything else, it could smell danger from this wisp of consciousness alone, and it immediately remained as it was and stopped moving.

Nan Lingling's divine sense was detected by You Shu, which also surprised her, and there were creatures here who could detect her divine sense, which was what surprised her the most.

Although the tree's behavior was very strange, Nan Lingling did not disturb it for the sake of caution. With the fact that she could feel her divine sense, Nan Lingling deduced that You Shu's strength was also incomparable.

Nan Lingling thought to herself: You can't go against a tree.

So, she withdrew her consciousness and let You Shu go.

After recovering his senses, the crisis was instantly lifted, and You Shu was immediately aware of it, and once again frantically sucked the lake water.

After about ten minutes of sucking, it returned to its original position, and this sucking suddenly reduced the water of the small lake by at least half.

Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty in the lake, watched You Shu suck the lake water, and his ghost trembled in fright, and Wang Xizhi in the orchid pot in the pavilion was also stunned by this scene, and when You Shu left the lake and returned to its original position, their ghosts floated out, one was wet in the water, and the other revealed a trace of antiquity in the pavilion.

They looked at the tree at the same time, but they also discovered their own existence.

As the lord of the local area, Li Yu immediately discovered the ghost of Wang Xizhi floating in the pavilion.

couldn't help but summon the yellow robe to add to his body, and a moisture spell was thrown out, and a long-range attack was directed at Wang Xizhi.

Wang Xizhi had just been frightened by a tree, and now he had found another ghost and shot a cold arrow at him.

The wisp of moisture in the dampness spell was extremely aggressive, and he didn't dare to take it alive, so he immediately returned to the orchid plate and hid. Those moisture attacked the orchid grass in the orchid pot, only adding some cold aura to the orchid grass, and this breath merged into the orchid grass and made the place where Wang Xizhi was full of yin qi.

Li Yu was suddenly unhappy, and then his soul shadow flashed, and he appeared in the pavilion, looking at the two plates of orchids and plants in the pavilion, and said with an extremely obedient attitude: "Where are you sacred? An dare to put his home in my house, I don't want my soul to die!"

The "Moisture Spell" (this spell is the most commonly used spell by water ghosts) also appeared on the hand of the soul shadow, and as long as the ghost in the basin dared to appear, he would immediately destroy it.

"Who are you? I am Wang Xizhi, the assassin of the Great Jin Jiangzhou Prefecture, and there are few words. Vertical Zi'an dares to speak ill of each other?" This sentence floated out of the orchid grass pot, which surprised Li Yu, but he didn't believe the identity of the other party.

"A lonely soul and a wild ghost dare to call the book holy? I will send you to Yellow Springs. Li Yu spoke viciously, he was wearing a golden robe at the moment, and he urged the moisture spell in his hand, which was very similar to the golden armor soldiers in the sky, and the moisture spell in his hand was about to attack the orchid grass pot where Wang Xizhi was.

Wang Xizhi was attacked by the red-clothed ghost before, in addition to his own ancient and simple aura is still undiminished, he has not recovered his soul energy, if he is attacked by the moisture curse, his soul will definitely fly away, and there will be no more people like Wang Xizhi in heaven and earth. Heavenly Court can't seal him as an immortal, he can only turn into ashes.

When he was on the side, Wang Xizhi saw that there were several pieces of white paper on the wooden table in the pavilion, and the inkstone pen and ink were placed around him, and he couldn't help but think of a strategy.

"Younger generation, stop being angry, wait for me to show you some calligraphy, and you will know that I am not a liar. Wang Xizhi immediately conjured up a ghost, and a quaint aura rushed out and permeated his body.

Li Yu felt this powerful ancient aura, and for a while he stopped the movements in his hand, and he said: "Look at what you have to do, if you dare to deceive me, you will definitely be wiped out." ”

In order to preserve his soul, Wang Xizhi had to show his hand.

Because the water ghost is extremely angry, it is not something he can deal with, and he is the end of the strong crossbow, and he is vulnerable.

Wang Xizhi used his mind to operate the brush on the table, clicked a few times in the inkstone that had been inked, and then operated the pen barrel, and wrote the following words with a pen: "Yonghe nine years, the age is in the ugly, at the beginning of the twilight of spring, will be in the Lanting of Huiji Shanyin, and repair the matter." The sages are complete, and the young are salty. There are lofty mountains and mountains here, dense forests and bamboos, and there are clear streams and turbulent currents, reflecting the left and right, leading to the flow of the winding water, ranking second. Although there is no silk bamboo orchestra, a song is enough to tell the romance. It's a day, the sky is clear, the wind is smooth, looking up at the universe, looking down on the prosperity of the category, so the eyes are full of joy, enough to be extremely audio-visual entertainment, and the letter is also cola. The lady is in harmony with each other, and he looks up to the first life, or he takes all the arms and understands the words in a room, or because of the entrustment, he wanders outside the wreckage. Although the fun is different, the restlessness is different, when it is happy with what it encounters, it is temporarily self-sufficient, and it does not know that old age is coming. and what they are tired, their feelings change with things, and their feelings are related. I like it, and between the pitches, it has become a vestige, and I can't help but be happy with it. The situation is shortened and followed, and the end is at the end. The ancients said: "Death and life are also important." "Isn't it painful! Every time you look at the reasons for the people's feelings in the past, if you are united, you will not be able to mourn in the text, and you can't say it in your heart. It is known that death and life are illusory, and Qi Peng's death is vain. The future looks at the present, and the present looks at the past. Therefore, the people of the time are listed and recorded as described, although the world is different, so it is happy, and it is also one. Those who read it later will also be impressed by Sven. A total of 324 words were written, with a total of 28 lines.

Li Yu watched the brush on the white paper, the dragon and the snake danced, and then looked at the handwriting, pen power, and even the font on it, all of which were astonishing. The word of blessing came to life and had vitality.

Li Yu, who was watching from the sidelines, made the following voice:

"It's a brilliant pen. ”

"It's a very well written skimming. ”

"It's a brilliant horizontal. ”

"That's the finishing touch, it activates the whole picture. ”

......

"It's wonderful, it's really wonderful, sir, this is the preface to the Lanting Collection? Every stroke of yours makes me feel refreshed and breathtaking, twice as good as Wang Xizhi's original work, and the younger generations admire it so much, and admire it so much. ”

Li Yu looked like a mad rabbit at Wang Xizhi's use of soul power to urge the brush to write, he only had the calligraphy and painting in his eyes, and when Wang Xizhi wrote this "Lanting Collection Preface", Li Yu knelt on the ground at this moment.

"Li Chongguang participated in the predecessors of the book saint, and I hope to forgive him. "Li Yu, the words are heavy. His soul knelt on the ground, begging for Wang Xizhi's forgiveness, he had already believed that the ghost in front of him was the book saint Wang Xizhi with this character, and knelt down very consciously.

Wang Xizhi used his soul energy to operate the brush, which consumed a lot of money, and his soul shadow dimmed a lot again, and he himself looked at the written "Lanting Collection Preface".

I was also obsessed for a while, and it turned out to be even better than the excellent work written in the original version.

This calligraphy is better than the "Lanting Collection Preface" written in the Jin Dynasty, and its value must be far greater than the previous one, Wang Xizhi secretly thought: "When I wrote it, I actually returned to the peak of me, and even far beyond it, real and comfortable, and the meaning is still unfinished." But how could I be so powerless?"

After reading the calligraphy, he asked Li Yu who was kneeling on the ground: "Who are you? Why did you fall into the water and become a ghost here?

Li Yu immediately introduced himself: "The predecessor of the book saint, I am the junior Li Yu, who was born six hundred years later than you, and the words are heavy." He was an emperor of the Southern Tang Kingdom, but I was a man who had lost his country. ”

After Wang Xizhi heard this, he looked at him in a yellow robe, and couldn't help responding: "You have really been an emperor before? ”

Li Yu got Wang Xizhi's approval, so he got up, he is also a master of calligraphy, so he admires Wang Xizhi very much.

"Xie Shusheng's predecessors, I once really became an emperor, and it is not false at all. ”

After Wang Xizhi heard this, he also nodded approvingly, and then asked, "Why did you fall to such a point?"

Li Yu was already standing side by side with Wang Xizhi in the pavilion unconsciously, both looking at the lake with their backs and hesitating.

After half a ring, Li Yu actually began to chant a poem again:

"Go up to the west building alone without a word, and the moon is like a hook.

Lonely Wutong deep courtyard, lock Qingqiu.

Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful.

Don't be a general taste, in the heart. ”

After Wang Xizhi finished singing, he couldn't help applauding, and then said: "A good sentence is not an ordinary taste, in my heart." I didn't see that you were still a versatile emperor. ”

"The predecessors of the book saint laughed, I lost the foundation of my ancestors, and I didn't dare to go down to the Yellow Spring, so I fell to such a point. Li Yu said the reason for falling here in a few words.

Wang Xizhi also said with feeling: "The past is over, there is no need to be so sad." ”

Li Yu nodded in agreement, and then asked, "Why is the senior of the Book Saint here?"

Wang Xizhi covered his beard and replied: "After wandering for thousands of years, I finally have a place to live, all thanks to the two boys in the house." The two boys in the house are my new apprentices. ”

When Li Yu heard this, he was relieved, after all, Cao Fan and he were also familiar with each other, and couldn't help but say politely: "It's so good, I and Little Brother Cao are also half friends, I didn't expect his blessings to be so deep, he can win the favor of the Book Sage, and the future future is limitless after all." In the future, although the predecessors of the book saint live here, there is no need to have any worries, and the younger generation must learn more from the predecessors of the book saint. ”

When Wang Xizhi heard this, he couldn't help but thank: "That's really a charcoal in the snow, I am grateful, and I am bothered." ”

"The predecessors of the book saint are humble, and the younger generation is really honored to meet the predecessors of the book saint, and the juniors have the courage to write an inscription as a commemoration. Li Yu looked at the brush and paper on the table, and couldn't help but rise, and also used his soul power to operate the brush and write a calligraphy:

"The wind returns to the small courtyard and the courtyard is green, and the willow eyes continue in spring.

With a long day of silence, the sound of the new moon is still like that year.

The sheng song is not dispersed, and the ice on the pond surface is first solved.

The candle incense is darkly painted in the building, and the temples are full of frost and residual snow. ”

After Li Yu finished writing his self-created poem "Poppy Beauty, the Wind Returns to the Green of the Small Courtyard", he couldn't help himself for a while and quietly wiped away his tears.

Wang Xizhi, who was standing on the side, looked at the words and phrases with great appreciation, and praised loudly: "Accomplishments, very good, we really hate to see each other late." ”

"Senior, I also feel that it is too late to see each other, why don't you have a long talk, the humidity and yin qi by the lake are sufficient, you don't have to worry about the uncontinuation of soul power, this is still a good place to stay. Li Yu hurriedly said respectfully.

"Then disturb me, and we will wait for the destiny of heaven. Wang Xizhi replied, with a flattering smile, Li Yu didn't understand what he meant by the Mandate of Heaven, and he also responded with a smile.

The two chatted about the past and the present in the small pavilion by the lake, the ages are different, but they have always been very topical because of the many topics.

In a hidden place by the lake, Cao Fan hid in the grass, he released his divine sense from the beginning to see the beginning and end of the matter, and saw that the master and Li Yu were safe, so he quietly returned to the room to continue practicing.

They talked about the white belly of the fish on the eastern horizon, and then they were still unsatisfied, and they each said goodbye and returned to their respective shelters.