Peerless Taoist

Li Xian coldly snorted, "Pretending to be mysterious."    

He directly went forward and waved his long sleeves. A gust of wind blew past and prepared to blow away the words in the air.    

Hu -    

With a gust of wind, Lu Yu did not move. The words in the air did not move either. Even the paper on the table did not move.    

"I don't believe it." Li Xian reached out his hand, intending to disperse the words in the air.    

However, just as he put his hand on it, his face suddenly changed, and his entire shoulder couldn't help but tilt.    

These words seemed to be floating in the air, illusory and invisible, but they seemed to be extremely heavy.    

Even though Li Xian was a cultivator, he felt as if there was a mountain weighing down on him.    

When the white-robed Confucian saw this, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes as he stretched out his hand to look at the words in the air.    

Just as he put his hand on it, he suddenly exclaimed, "A word like a mountain!"    

The white-clothed Great Ru was no longer as disdainful as before. He hurriedly walked forward and checked the insights that Lu Yu had written down.    

He had not looked carefully before, but now, when he carefully observed again, he discovered that the insights that Lu Yu had written were profound and unfathomable. Even he had to ponder for a long time before he could understand the meaning behind it.    

"Could these be the true scriptures of the Sage? But, how... How can there be so many of them!? " The great scholar was stunned.    

According to his understanding, the Literary Sage's ancient book was only divided into two parts.    

And according to the previous conclusion, these ancient texts were not very important insights, so the White Deer Academy was willing to take them out and give everyone a chance to comprehend them.    

But now, what Lu Yu wrote had exceeded their expectations.    

"Could it be that he is writing the other scriptures of Wen Sheng? But this isn't right either. I have never read these scriptures before."    

These white-haired Confucians had been poor all their lives, so they naturally knew if Lu Yu was lying or not.    

This was the first time he had seen these scriptures.    

When the other Confucians saw this, they also walked over curiously and watched from the side.    

Gradually, more and more people gathered around. Many people actually sat cross-legged and quietly looked at the insights that Lu Yu had written.    

"I have never heard of these insights and ideas before."    

"It's so mysterious. Just by looking at it, I can feel that my literary realm has improved a little."    

Even Song Anqi quietly sat beside Lu Yu and observed him.    

"What's so interesting about it? It's just a trick. You guys really took it seriously." Li Xian curled his lips and said disdainfully.    

With his proud personality, of course he wouldn't go and see what Lu Yu had written.    

Just as Li Xian didn't think it was a big deal, all the words in front of Lu Yu emitted a dazzling golden light.    

Following the appearance of this golden light, a thin old man suddenly appeared in the sky above the ancient text.    

The moment this old man appeared, everyone present felt a ray of light fall onto their faces.    

Clang! Clang! Clang!    

The White Deer Academy's bell suddenly rang nine times in a row!    

"This is the descent of the Sage!"    

"What exactly happened to make the Sage descend?"    

"Could it be because of the article that this child wrote that caused him to descend? This, this is simply unimaginable!"    

The numerous Confucians looked at the figure in the sky in shock, a trace of reverence flashing through their hearts.    

The old man in front of them slowly spoke in front of everyone's eyes.    

"My name is Zi Rong."