This immortal is a bit fierce

Li Motang didn't listen to what Huang Feng said at all, but looked at him carefully as if he was getting to know him again.

"What are you doing?" Huang Feng was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly became proud, "Did you find that I am like a secret realm, and you can find all kinds of treasures when you dig out."

This is a familiar feeling. Li Motang hummed: "There are a lot of dirty things in the secret realm!"

"How can you talk!" Huang Feng was dissatisfied.

As soon as the two of them talked, it was impossible to escape.

The surging green energy in the mid-level pavilion gradually faded away. After savoring it carefully, some people felt a hint of enlightenment in their hearts, while others were dissatisfied, but could not utter a word to refute.

It was difficult to change the deep-rooted thoughts of a fairy gate academy for thousands of years with just one poem, but in the end, a gap was opened.

Seeing these people looking over, Huang Feng raised his chin and asked, "How long do I need to give you to brew? I will write a poem in seven steps and double it for you. Is fourteen steps enough?"

When many people heard this, they subconsciously asked: "Fourteen steps?"

"Then...Twenty-one, with so many of you, it takes three times the time, isn't it? It shouldn't take an hour." Huang Feng seemed to be "giving in", but in fact he pressed forward step by step.

Just kidding, what if there is really a powerful person? He is not the one who relies on you!

At the top of the peak, a group of scholars were seen speechless from the scene in the painting. Gongyang Yongyang said happily: "It seems that even if we fight, students like you are still only able to be manipulated. If we continue to compete, it will be meaningless."

Zhuge Wenyu nodded and struggled with the young man in front of him. The young people in the academy were really young.

He came to the edge of the mountain and said, "Where the Hongqiao is connected, we welcome guests to the peak pavilion."

As the words fell, a rainbow streaked across the peak and connected to the pavilion halfway up the mountain. A group of scholars who were riding a tiger and had trouble getting off saw Hongqiao and lowered their heads in shame, knowing that their embarrassing behavior was probably noticed by the teacher.

"This is?" Huang Feng was confused.

Yu Zirun said: "Teacher, please come over."

Huang Feng suddenly realized, turned to Li Motang and said, "How about it, I'll just say that the stimulating chat method is effective!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go." Li Motang glared at him, took Xiao Nuan and Li Yixuan, and set foot on Hongqiao towards the top of the mountain.

Huang Feng followed soon after, not forgetting to smile and wave goodbye to the group of scholars in front of him.

Many people's faces turned pale as they watched him leave.

When they arrived at Hongqiao, Huang Feng was still not idle and said to Li Motang: "This bridge is not very good. We still need to walk across it ourselves. Shouldn't we take it back automatically after we stand on it?"

Li Motang was about to scold him angrily, "You should be quiet," but before he could say anything, Li Yixuan nodded: "That makes sense."

The stone table at the top of the peak made a "puff" sound when Gong Yangyong slapped it, and the black and white pieces on the chessboard were shaken so much that they flew up: "Hahahaha, just let them fly, but you have to show off, and you will be disliked."

Zhuge Wenyu glanced at Gong Yangyong and said calmly: "You made me have a headache when you laughed. I'm afraid I can't think of the poem on the painting."

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh." Gong Yangyong said quickly.

After a while, Huang Feng and his party arrived at the top of the peak.

Seeing Zhuge Wenyu, Li Motang stepped forward and saluted: "Junior Li Motang, I have met Dean Zhuge."

Zhuge Wenyu said: "Your Highness Changning is the princess of Daxia and does not need any great gifts."

Li Motang shook his head: "It's necessary. Nangong Xiu is my first teacher, and you can be regarded as my master."

When Li Yixuan heard this, he also saluted: "Student Li Yixuan, please say hello to Master!"

Zhuge Wenyu was a little surprised: "You are all Nangong Xiu's students? Is she okay?"

"There are only two of us. The teacher is very good." After Li Motang finished speaking, he looked at Gong Yangyong and said, "I have met senior Gong Yang."

Gong Yangyong nodded with a smile and said nothing. Although he was a little curious about why they came here, he was just a guest at Yunlu Academy. When there were no other people, he just laughed at Zhuge Wenyu. It was not suitable to dominate the guests at the moment.

After Huang Feng saw the ceremony, Zhuge Wenyu looked at him for a few times before asking Li Motang, "I wonder what the reason for your highnesses coming here is?"

Li Motang did not beat around the bush: "Teacher wants to seek immortality for Yixuan, and hopes Dean Zhuge can help."

Zhuge Wenyu was silent for a moment, shook his head and said: "I can't agree to this matter. If His Highness Anyang can enlighten the Tao once, he will get immortality by himself. If he can't, don't force it. Otherwise, you will go against heaven and you may become a sin. If you don't get the immortality, you can't get it." Reward."

Li Motang was not surprised and continued: "If Dean Zhuge has any request, I will do my best."

Zhuge Wenyu shook his head: "Your Highness Changning misunderstood, I did not want to negotiate terms or ask for reward."

Li Motang said: "I understand that going against the will of heaven and seeking immortality for mortals, and having to bear the karma, is a very excessive request, so I want to know what you have to pay to make you willing to bear the karma."

Zhuge Wenyu was silent for a moment again. This time, before he could speak, Huang Feng said from the side: "Dean Zhuge was silent twice instead of refusing. This shows that this matter is not impossible.

Yunlu Academy owes me a big favor today, so why don't Dean Zhuge take this opportunity and pay it forward. "

Everyone present was a little surprised. Zhuge Wenyu smiled and said: "What kind of favor do I, Yunlu Academy, owe you?"

Huang Feng said confidently: "I just gave you a poem. For Yunlu Academy, it is quite enlightening, not to mention enlightenment."

Gong Yangyong on the side couldn't help it anymore: "Good boy, you hurt people with your poems, but now you are kind to them, right?"

Huang Feng laughed and said: "Senior, what are you saying? Drunk people need to pour a basin of cold water on them to sober up a little. Although the water is cold, it is good if it can make people sober. My poem is like this basin of cold water, which seems to hurt them. , but it actually benefits them a lot.”

Gongyang Yong's beard curled up: "Oh, you are really eloquent."

Huang Feng looked at Zhuge Wenyu: "Senior, you won't deny it, right?"

Zhuge Wenyu smiled and said: "Even if I admit it, I can't agree to His Highness Chang Ning's request."

"The favor is not enough. Dean Zhuge, you should make some more demands, otherwise we will stay here and not leave." Huang Feng said.

Li Motang quickly stopped: "Don't be rude."

Huang Feng said carefully: "He owes me a favor now and is unwilling to repay it. He must be too embarrassed to drive me away."

He seemed careful, but he said the words in front of his face. Zhuge Wenyu couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

Gongyang Yongle said: "I didn't expect your boy to be so interesting. It just so happens that he also owes me a favor, so I asked him for a poem. If you can compose one for him that satisfies me, I will give him the favor." I’ll give it to you. The two favors combined should be enough.”

Huang Feng said: "Senior Gongyang has the grace to save my life. I write a poem for you. That is what I should do. How can I ask for favors?"

Gongyang Yong looked at him: "You are good at talking, do you really want me?"

Huang Feng said: "I definitely can't ask for it, just lend it to me and let me use it."

"Good boy!" Gong Yangyong pointed at Huang Feng, then waved his hand, and the scroll hanging on the pavilion unfolded, "Okay, I'll lend it to you, as long as you can write a poem for this painting."