Xuanhuan: It turns out that I am a peerless master

Luoxianji, Xiao's family.

After Xiao Zhan and his son returned safely, they directly sealed the secret room. After checking that there were no omissions, the father and son in the secret room really relaxed and gasped violently.

Looking at each other, the eyes of the two are full of excitement and excitement, and their hearts are beating.

After calming down, Xiao Zhan's father's eyes fell on Xiao Zhan, "Zhan'er, do you know what happened in the sky above Luoxian Ji today?"

At this moment, Xiao Zhan's father, with a bright light in his eyes, stared at Xiao Zhan firmly, his body trembling with excitement.

"Father, what happened, is it a big deal?"

"After I entered the teahouse, I was shocked by the son. I didn't know anything. Could it be that something important happened today?" Xiao Zhan looked at his father with a serious expression, and from his father's tone, he was sure that today must be Something big happened.

"Let's not talk about it, Zhan'er, do you still remember the appearance of that son today?" Xiao Zhan's father stared at Xiao Zhan, his heart was very excited, and now he wanted to confirm one thing, that is Xiao Zhan Does the son in his mouth have anything to do with the figure that appeared in the void? If so, then Xiao Zhan has risen from now on.

Originally, he wouldn't think so, but after seeing Confucianism, Taoism and Taoism, he had to think so.

Seeing his father's expression, Xiao Zhan heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that nothing bad happened, otherwise his father would not be like this, although he didn't know, but Xiao Zhan replied honestly.

"Remember, of course I remember, the young master's appearance has been engraved into my mind, the young master must be a master."

When it comes to Li Yixi, Xiao Zhan has a look of excitement and awe.

"That's good, then you can draw the appearance of which young master to show Dad." Xiao Zhan's father said excitedly at the moment.

"Father, what's wrong, son?"

"Father doesn't know the young master!"

Xiao Zhan looked curious, he didn't know why his father was so excited, he wanted to know what the young master looked like.

"Why so much nonsense, just paint."

Xiao Zhan's father couldn't help scolding.

At this moment, he just wanted to make sure whether the young master Xiao Zhan was talking about was related to that phantom.

"All right!"

Xiao Zhan was very helpless.

Xiao Zhan can't cultivate, but he is very accomplished in calligraphy and painting. He picked up the pen, and soon a portrait appeared on the rice paper.

The white clothes are better than the snow, gentle and refined, like a banished fairy.

"Yes, that's him."

"Pfft!"

When Xiao Zhan was puzzled, Xiao Zhan's father knelt down on the ground with a plop, and bowed to the portrait.

There was a look of awe in his eyes.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Xiao Zhan hurried to help his father.

"Shut up, what do you know?"

"Niezi, hurry up and kneel down for me, and worship the young master."

"This is your chance, you must kneel."

Xiao Zhan's father's words were full of solemnity.

"Father, tell me the reason, why you kneel!"

Xiao Zhan was still puzzled.

"Humph!"

"do you know?"

"Did any abnormalities appear in today's Luoxianji?" Xiao Zhan's father asked for the second time, staring at his son.

"Father, tell me what happened, and what has it to do with kneeling down to the portrait of the young master. I know that the young master must be a great Confucianist and Daoist, his strength must be astonishing, and he is a big shot, but we can't kneel casually. "Xiao Zhan said stubbornly.

"Humph!"

"Evil son, kneel down!"

Xiao Zhan's father's aura erupted, directly suppressing Xiao Zhan to his knees.

After suppressing Xiao Zhan and kneeling down, Xiao Zhan's father heaved a sigh of relief.

Slowly said: "Today, an ancient battlefield appeared in the sky above Luoxianji. Tens of thousands of demons roamed freely. The demons are real demons, not the evil demons we know. Those demons come from the demon world. They are extremely powerful and rampant. Bogey, those real demons are just a phantom that can make people's soul tremble, but in the vision, a phantom appears, walks in the void, a pen appears in the hand, draws with one stroke, and kills all demons.

"A stroke of magic."

"Do you know what kind of cultivation is required?"

"That level of realm has already exceeded our cognition, and which figure in the vision is 90.00% similar to the young master you drew, and the [-]% difference is not because it is not like, It is a figure in a vision, whose face we cannot see clearly.

Speaking of this, Xiao Zhan's father was filled with palpitations and awe.

"Father, the young master has been in the tea house all the time, it is impossible to go out and kill the enemy."

"Don't tell me, the young master's avatar killed the demon world, and then the scene of the demon world appeared in Luoxianji because of a mirage by coincidence!" Xiao Zhan said a little aggrieved, at the moment he was still kneeling under his father's suppression with.

However, at this moment Xiao Zhan already believed in Li Yixi in his heart.

It's not about supreme power, how can it be done, just a few words, there is a rhyme of Taoism, and it is also a rhyme of Confucianism and Taoism.

"Perhaps, when the young master was writing, memories appeared in his mind?"

"The supreme existence is something we can't guess."

"Also, why did the young master give you the word?" Xiao Zhan's father asked in puzzlement.

Hearing this, Xiao Zhan fell into memories for an instant, and murmured: "Today, I booked a teahouse and planned to set up a small literary club. I plan to take advantage of the opportunity of the literary club to donate some silver coins to help those who have been bullied by demons these days." the people whom the beast has harmed."

"And the young master happened to appear in the tea house. I saw that the young master had an extraordinary temperament, like a banished fairy. I was astonished, so I invited the young master to participate in the literary meeting. The young master asked me the purpose of holding the literary meeting, so I said, I was going to donate some silver to help the people, and then the young master laughed, and said that if you are poor, you will only benefit yourself, and if you are rich, you will also help the world."

"Father, is it because my heart is attached to the people that you see that I can't practice, and you gave me the way of Confucianism?" At this moment, Xiao Zhan suddenly figured it out, and his eyes widened.

"So it is, so it is!"

"Zhan'er, this makes sense, it must be like this, so it makes sense."

"Confucianism emphasizes benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, faith, forgiveness, loyalty, and filial piety."

"Your words conform to the word 'benevolence and righteousness'. It must be the young master's pleasure that gave you the opportunity."

"Zhan'er."

"Since Da Neng dressed up as a young master, there must be a reason. Let's call him a young master. Although you are not qualified to be a teacher, and the young master will not accept you as an apprentice, you must kneel. Well, otherwise it would be treasonous, and the Xiao family will not tolerate such a person." Xiao Zhan's father's tone was extremely serious at this moment.

"Yes, Dad!"

"I understand, I kneel."

Xiao Zhan bowed respectfully to the portrait, and said in his mouth: "Thank you, Mr. Thank you."

Licheng, Xiao Zhan bowed to the calligraphy and painting again, and bowed to the table.