It won't be long before the glazed holy land will undergo a qualitative transformation.

"That's it, can he Shen Fei compare to Su Moqing, Senior Brother Su with a finger?"

At the mention of Su Moqing, the few people who praised Shen Fei had nothing to say, and nodded silently.

Who is Su Moqing?

He was a close disciple of the head of the Wenqu Academy, and after taking the holy examination for the first time at the age of six,

Seven consecutive champions in the holy examination, the talent in the world is unmatched.

Literati have arrogance, but even the most arrogant poet in the world has to write in his poems:

Who is the peak at the end of the Wen Road, when I see Mo Qingdao, it is empty!

Su Moqing is handsome, has an extraordinary temperament, is full of poetry and books, and is even more famous for his talent.

His status among the literati is equivalent to Shen Fei's status among the monks, as if an immortal has fallen into the world.

On the stargazing platform of Wenqu Academy.

A handsome and handsome man, dressed in a fine white cloth shirt, sat cross-legged on the stargazing platform, his eyes slightly closed.

The surrounding spiritual power surged, countless Sanskrit holy scriptures swirled around, and each character carried a terrifying power, and the power of Taoism continued to emerge.

The man is like a saint from heaven, thinking about the world.

At this time, a woman walked over, the woman was wearing a light veil, her posture was graceful, her skin was smooth and white like jade, her head was moth-eyebrowed, and she smiled smartly.

A veritable beauty, such a face is not weaker than that of the disciples of the Liuli Holy Land, and has a poetic and bookish atmosphere.

"Senior Brother Su, the holy exam is coming, and the monks are almost ready to feel the academy." Li Wan'er said softly.

Su Moqing opened his eyes, and at that moment, it seemed that the sky and the earth were dark, and his eyes were like a sea of stars.

"Well, is there anything else?" Su Moqing's tone was flat, as if he was interested in everything.

Li Wan'er looked at the world's number one talent in front of her, her beautiful eyes gradually blurred, and she bit her lower lip and said

Road:

"There is a person named Shen Fei among the monks, who is known as the first person in the world among the younger generation, Qilinzi!"

Su Moqing nodded, his body exuding starlight, "Well, I've heard of this person too." ”

"But Wan'er knows that Shen Fei is like a clown jumping off the beam in front of Senior Brother Su, but Senior Brother Su likes to be quiet and low-key, so those people have a chance!"

The literati have the arrogance of the literati, how can they watch Shen Fei push the first life. In Wenqu Academy, there are not a few who think they are high, and this Li Wan'er is one of them. Su Moqing frowned slightly and asked:

"Are you trying to take this opportunity to suppress Shen Fei?"

Li Wan'er nodded and said, "That's right, but these are all for you, senior brother, ......" Su Moqing raised her hand and interrupted her words.

"You go down first, I still have to understand the power of the stars!"

Li Wan'er bit her red lip, nodded stupidly, and turned to leave, that beautiful face

Leigh's face became extremely dark in an instant.

muttered in his heart: What belongs to Senior Brother Su, no one can snatch it away!

Su Moqing's eyes looked at the starry sky, which was as plain as water, and the ancient well was not wavering, he shook his head and said:

"Ridiculous, pathetic, lamentable!"

He was laughing at Shen Fei, and he was also laughing at Li Wan'er, or rather, he was laughing at this ignorance

Knowing the world.

Literati have arrogance, let alone Su Moqing?

It seems that he doesn't like to fight with others, and he lives in a simple place on weekdays, but the pride in his heart is far greater than that of others, and when people are strong enough to a certain point, they will ignore the existence of others.

In his opinion, everyone in the immortal cultivation world is as small and ignorant as floating.

In his eyes, Shen Fei was just like everyone else, just an ordinary man.

And on the other side, the Great Heavenly Dynasty, inside the back garden of the Imperial Palace.

Tian Ji Yao's big beautiful eyes were filled with tears, the crying pear blossoms brought rain, and the tip of her nose was slightly red.

"Li Yao, don't cry." The third prince Tian Kunlun comforted on the side.

Tian Ji Yao wiped her tears, and asked in a soft voice with a crying voice:

"Third brother, is what you said true?"

"Then Shen Fei is really ugly, with dark skin, a pockmarked face, a fat body, one eye as big as an egg, one eye as small as a sesame seed, and a mouth full of yellow teeth?"

The third prince's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he said seriously:

"Of course, Ji Yao, when did the third brother lie to you since he was a child?"

Tian Ji Yao's face was sad, and he kept the last glimmer of hope and asked:

"But why do they all say that Shen Fei is extremely handsome, has an extraordinary demeanor, and is the most beautiful man in the world?"

The third prince smiled and said firmly:

"Ji Yao, these are all rumors, those father-in-law palace maids talk about it on weekdays, you have also seen it, these rumors can be believed, your third brother has seen it with his own eyes!"

The third prince's cunning eyes rolled and said:

"However, Ji Yao, although this Shen Fei is ugly, his talent is indeed high, not even weaker than our eldest brother, and he is full of poetry and books, modest and polite, if you don't dislike his appearance, I can introduce you to him.

Tian Ji Yao covered her heart, felt a burst of colic, and cried with a sad face.

"Third brother, I want to be quiet, I... I'll go back first! ”

Watching his imperial sister leave, the third prince couldn't help but smile.

He knows Tian Ji Yao too well, he only chooses the handsome one in everything, not the right one, the top Yan Dog.

It doesn't matter to her what kind of talent, cultivation, or whether she has ink in her stomach, as long as she is handsome.

For so many days, Shen Fei, who had haunted her, was so ugly, which made her a little unacceptable for a while.

After Tian Ji Yao left, the emperor of the Great Heavenly Emperor Dynasty suddenly came out of the flowers behind him, without any scruples about the face of being an imperial dynasty.

"Kunlun, good job, this little girl should be dead this time." The Emperor smiled happily.

The third prince was full of shame, and Yan Kong's daughter and daughter's father collided together, which was really head-wrenching.

At this time, the glazed holy land.

Shen Fei held a cup of chrysanthemum tea and sat in the pavilion of the Ethereal Peak, looking at the scenery outside the mountain, with a desireless expression.

"It's nice to live in the mountains!" Shen Fei took a sip of chrysanthemum tea and looked into the distance.

Unparalleled tranquility in the heart.

After accepting that he had nine glass lamps, he couldn't sleep all day and night, and washed his face with tears.

Time heals everything.

Shen Fei recited the Tao Te Ching, the South China Sutra, the Dizang Sutra, the Diamond Sutra and so on every day and night.

These Taoist and Buddhist writings in previous lives please free yourself from the sea of suffering, enlightenment, and purity of the six roots.

If Shen Fei is a monk now, it will definitely be the level of an abbot.

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color!"

Shen Fei looked at the beautiful scenery in the mountains and muttered in his mouth.

The simple eight words, behind it are Shen Fei's endless bitterness and bitterness.

In the midst of flowers, but not a drop of pollen can be touched.

"Senior brother, senior brother, hurry up and get up, I'll leave you alone!"

A shadow stepped on auspicious clouds and galloped forward. Shen Fei turned his head and looked at the little junior sister who was as beautiful as a flower and captivated the country and the city, with a peaceful and loving face, and said with a smile:

"Senior Sister Ziyun, what's the matter?"