"Huh!?"

Su Mu watched everyone's performance in his eyes, but when he looked at Hong Yi, he suddenly showed a hint of surprise, he didn't expect that this scholar was not affected by himself at all.

But she was only surprised for a while, she walked slowly, and suddenly the whole flower hall was filled with fragrance. This aroma is not rouge, but a flower-like fragrance that is refreshing.

Su Mu walked slowly, wearing a pale green gauze skirt and a white shawl, followed by several maids, just like a fairy in the painting.

Although Sanhualou is a place to sell oneself and not to sell oneself, the dignitaries and nobles who come here are also extraordinary, and they often make a few words of flirtation when they see beautiful women, but Su Mu's appearance made it difficult for everyone present to have a blasphemous heart.

In the eyes of these princes and grandsons, Su Mu is simply a fairy who has come to the world, everyone is photographed by her appearance and temperament, and the whole person looks ahead in a daze.

This group of princes and grandsons and Hong Yi are simply two extremes, one is immersed in Su Mu's face, and the other seems to be unaffected.

"Hong Gongzi, what you said just now was heroic and extraordinary, which really opened Su Mu's eyes." Su Mu smiled slightly, walked to Hong Yi's side, and spoke.

When she opened her mouth, every word was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, which made people's hearts tingle and itchy, and there was an indescribable sense of pleasure all over her body.

Hong Yi's body also reacted, he looked at Su Mu walking towards him, and there was an inexplicable feeling of dodging in his heart. But soon, this feeling disappeared, and Su Mu's image became ordinary again, although it was still stunning, but it didn't have that kind of awe-inspiring charm.

"Miss Su has an overreputation, her husband is alive, and she should have achieved great things, if she is immersed in the glory of her father's generation for the rest of her life, what is the difference between it and the second generation of nouveau riche who eats and waits for death?" After Hong Yi calmed down, his slightly arrogant voice spread throughout the audience, and suddenly woke up those princes who were still immersed in Su Mu's face.

"I'm really ashamed, I didn't expect this Hong Yi to be unaffected by Miss Su Mu, and to see beauty without messing up, it's really amazing, but I'm much worse in comparison!"

Several princes and nobles looked at Hong Yi, and there was a hint of shame in their eyes. At this moment, even they had to admit that Hong Yi was stronger than them.

But more sons were furious in their hearts, they didn't review their thoughts at all, but were even more angry with Hong Yi and said that they were all waste.

Immediately, someone spoke: "Young Master Hong Yi, since you want to learn from your father's writings and theories, you might as well take out your doctrine and shine it." Fairy Mu is the first talented woman in Yujing City, you might as well invite her to taste and taste, how about it? ”

Hong Yi glanced at this person and said lightly: "I have indeed been writing scriptures recently, but now it is only the beginning, and it is not yet complete. Since you are the queen of the famous family, and there is also a Mu fairy here, you might as well taste one or two for me, and see if the beginning of the scriptures I made can be recited by all generations? ”

"Oh!? The scriptures that have been recited by all generations, Hong Yi, do you want to compare yourself with the sons? ”

A young man chuckled, a hint of sarcasm on his face. Writing books and sayings, and even making his own theories spread all over the world, this is much more difficult than ordinary martial arts cultivation, and today, Hong Xuanji has done it.

Hong Yi didn't care, and asked Su Mu for a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and then calmly wrote the word "Yi" directly on the paper!

"I Ching? Your name is Hong Yi, and you call your book the Book of Changes? It's so arrogant! Everyone present couldn't help but smile when they watched Hong Yi name his book "I Ching".

Hong Yi heard the comments of these people, didn't say anything, and continued to write.

But everyone was stunned, and saw Hong Yi write in the scriptures: the first nine, ninety-two, ninety-three, ninety-four, ninety-five and a series of numbers.

And just when someone wanted to open his mouth to ridicule, Hong Yi turned his pen and did not continue to write "Ninety-six", but wrote a "Shangjiu", followed by "Kanglong has regrets".

When the words "Kanglong has regrets" were put into writing, Su Mu's body suddenly shook, she seemed to feel something inexplicable, a slight halo appeared in her eyes, and the whole person was stunned.

Ninety-Five......

Kang Long has regrets......

These were just a few ordinary words, but Su Mu seemed to have sensed a mysterious meaning, he seemed to have sensed the mystery of the Ancient Holy Emperor from the Ninety-Nine Supreme to the Ninety-Five Supreme in the back; She seemed to have sensed the meaning of the Hundred Sages of the Middle Ages, cutting the Holy Emperor four realms and turning the Ninety-Nine Supremes into the Ninety-Five Supremes.

"I Ching! I Ching! This scripture is amazing!! Su Mu didn't dare to underestimate Hong Yi anymore, Hong Yi at this moment was simply the same existence as the medieval princes in her eyes.

Although Hong Yi has not yet survived the thunder tribulation, Su Mu firmly believes that as long as Hong Yi perfects this "Book of Changes", he will definitely be able to soar like the sons of the Middle Ages, and survive the seven tribulations in a row!

At this time, Hong Yi also wrote down the word "dry", and wrote at the end: "Tianxingjian!" The gentleman is self-reliant! ”

With the last sentence written, Hong Yi was even more thoughtful, and countless feelings came to his heart. He turned his pen again, and soon wrote another word again - Kun!

"The terrain is good, the gentleman carries things with virtue...... Hong Yi wrote more and more, the more he was surprised, at this moment he was like a divine help, and one by one the scriptures were written from his hands.

"Boom!"

A huge and suffocating humanistic spirit, suddenly, straight up to the sky!!

The princes and nobles present all seemed to be shocked, and they stood on the spot one by one, directly impacted by this terrible humanistic spirit, as if the whole person was undergoing an unimaginable baptism.

Qian, Kun, Tun, Meng, Need, Litigation, Division......

In the blink of an eye, all the hexagrams jumped on the paper, and these hexagrams combined with the "Tai" and "No" that Hong Yi had written before, a total of nine hexagrams were all manifested.

"Buzz!" "Buzz! "Buzz! "Buzz! ”……

At the moment when Hong Yi finished his pen, in the entire Yujing Cheng, all the enshrined "Zhuzi" rankings and statues were trembling violently, as if they were resonating with this humanistic spirit!

The resonant voices of the sons resounded throughout the entire Yujing City.

In an instant, everyone in the entire Yujing Cheng couldn't help but be shocked, and to this day, someone had actually triggered the will of the Holy Dao of the Hundred Saints of the Sons.

"Someone has written an article that conforms to the Hundred Sages of the Sons?" Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan's face changed slightly.

He thought of the things Zhou Tong had told him, and his heart suddenly tightened: "Is it Hong Xuanji?" ”

On the other side, Hong Xuanji also looked at the sky, his eyes were much deeper, and he felt a lot at this moment......