I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

The silver sand is surging, and the moonlight is like hail.

When the voice fell, there seemed to be a certain silence in Guanghan Palace.

"Why do you call me that?"

Chang'e frowned slightly, and then stretched out again.

It's been a long time since no one called her by her name.

Most immortal gods or fellow practitioners would call her Taiyin True Monarch, even if they were familiar with the power, they were mostly called Guanghan Palace Master.

But for some reason, when the handsome young man on the other side called her name directly, she felt a sense of reunion with her old friends, and she did not feel that it violated.

"Please sit down, I just blurted out with emotion, and please forgive me, girl."

Seeing that the other party was not displeased, Li Xuan was relieved, and sat down on the futon under the laurel, making another gesture of asking.

In fact, he didn't know this woman before.

I just felt that if Chang'e really existed, it would probably be this face, so I blurted it out.

But coincidentally, the costume of the woman in his painting seems to be exactly the same as the one in front of him... and even the face is surprisingly in line with the mood.

If you explain this way, the other party shouldn't be angry, after all, this can be regarded as a word of praise.

Li Xuan thought for a while and said, "If the girl doesn't like this title... I don't know..."

It means that if you don’t want me to be called that, then you have to tell me by name.

"You call it that way, the name is just a code name."

Chang'e Shi Shiran sat down, a hint of curiosity appeared on the plain face.

He was a little weird in his heart, after all...Guanghan Palace was her place, she was invited to sit down in her own place, as if the other party was the master of this place.

Moreover, this Li Xuan seems to be very familiar with the plants and trees of Guanghan Palace, otherwise, how could he be painted in such detail in the painting?

Even... The scene before me is almost the same as the real Guanghan Palace.

Li Xuan felt a delicate fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, clear and refreshing.

It seems that the other party did not intend to reveal their real names, but was planning to use the code name "Chang'e" to address each other.

Yes, after all, it was the first time we met. Besides, people who practiced also prefer to use "dharma name" and "dao name". For example, the old monk Kongming is like this. Until now, Li Xuan doesn't know what the real name of the old monk is. .

He had also seen some Gu spells in Langya Sea Pavilion, and some of them could spur them by knowing the other party's real name. This is probably also a habit of protecting oneself.

Keke...Of course, using Chang'e as herself...this woman is a bit...

"Is it okay to call it that way?"

Li Xuan gave a light cough.

"Ok."

Chang'e nodded gently, "Have we seen it before?"

The opponent's realm is higher than his own, even in the heavens, there are very few such powers now, as if the collective disappeared.

Although there have been speculations, there is no problem with such a power of Quasi-Saint Realm calling her real name, on the contrary, it shows that this power may have known her before.

However, Chang'e really couldn't find a trace of Li Xuan's existence from his memory.

How could the immortal gods of the Great Luo Kingdom forget?

Besides, the other side's existence is so impressive, it should be memorable.

‘Where’s the second fairies in a decent way...Is it good for a cultivator? Li Xuan complained in his heart.

And...have you seen it before...

It’s 0202, is it really good to still use this kind of prologue?

But it is indeed a coincidence that in the picture of the moon palace I drew, the costume of the woman in it is really similar to that of the other party.

Li Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "If it was Chang'e, I would know it, but you don't know me."

"You know me... and I don't know you?"

Chang'e was taken aback for a moment on her frosty face.

"Who doesn't know Chang'e..."

Li Xuan also didn't know how to explain it, so he could only sigh lightly and said, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed."

If there is a Chang'e, it is probably not as cold and holy as the woman in front of her, who is as independent as a fairy in a picture.

It's not that Li Xuanxi hates the old, but is reasonable. If the face value is 100 out of 100, this woman is one hundred and one, the kind that can make a big appearance.

"That's it."

Chang'e twisted her gauze skirt to cover her two long legs like a white python.

Then there is only one possibility.

The Li Xuan in front of him blocked his secret secret.

This is a great supernatural power, as I said before, that is to completely erase the traces of one's own existence from the long river of time.

It can be seen that this man has already counted the catastrophe, so he has been waiting for the opportunity.

Of course, all magical powers have traces to follow, and there is no complete erasure in the true sense, and it will inevitably leave some clues.

This is why she feels familiar with this person.

"Then... how did you meet Chang'e?"

Chang'e asked softly.

She has always been in the Moon Palace since the beginning of the birth of the Lunar Palace. Chang Xiaoyu and Xiaotian were both later. If such a person had ever existed, what would it have to do with herself?

No...I should have only been to Guanghan Palace, not living in Guanghan Palace for a long time. It is impossible for me to allow a man to live in the palace...In the past, now, and in the future, it is impossible.

Hearing this, Li Xuan looked up at the moon, with clear light reflected in his eyes, as if he was caught in some kind of reminiscence.

It was a summer and the temperature was very high. When he was in the fifth grade of elementary school, he was on vacation at home, and his grandmother forbid him to turn on the TV again.

Without Ultraman and no friends, he can only climb up the tall bookcase and look for books inside.

Then I found a collection of yellowed poems. The beginning was "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" by the great writer Su Shi. After reading this poem, he was young and determined to be a liberal arts student in the future. I firmly believe that there must be sister Chang'e on the moon, and even dreamed of it at night.

Hmm... although he often regretted this decision later.

I also know that Sister Chang'e was made up.

But that poem is still unforgettable, and the reason why he painted the moon palace picture is precisely because of the dream back then.

In the dream... Sister Chang'e, of course, can't see her face clearly, so Li Xuan left it blank.

Of course, I found out today. It turns out that a person who cultivates to a certain level is really like a fairy...

If you want to ask him how he met Chang'e, or the first impression of Chang'e...

Li Xuan thought so, and said, "I know her, probably because of a single word."

"Poetry?"

Chang'e blinked her bright beautiful eyes.

Among the countless themes, the literati in the world probably like writing the moon the most.

Most of them are praising the softness and beauty of the moon. Chang'e has read a lot when he has a leisurely mind, but there are very few people who can catch the eye. For those words of praise, his ears can't hear.

Listening to other people’s praise may be okay at the beginning, but if there are too many, it doesn’t matter.

I shouldn't be able to meet someone because of poetry...

Chang'e said lightly: "It's better to listen to me."

Li Xuanliang remained silent for a long time, and his thoughts seemed to float back to the day when he was lying on the bed in the heat of the heat and reading diligently.

Looking at the crescent moon, his eyes seemed to reflect a quiet pool of clear light.

After a long time, he said, "When will there be a bright moon? Ask Qingtian about the wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is this eve?"

When these four sentences fall, the talent in the dream is like a species born, gathering in the sky, and the sound seems to spread to the world.

This is the sound of the Great Dao, which means that this word is at least a symbol of eternal life, which will have a huge impact on Wen Dao.

Chang'e's flawless face was slightly startled.

She cares more about the content.

This is not praise, it is more like drinking, seeing the moon thinking of an old friend, and then involuntarily asking: "After so long, what kind of place has become now?"

She put away other thoughts and continued to listen.

"I want to go back by the wind, and I fear Qiong Lou Yuyu will be too cold from the heights. Dance to figure out how the shadows look like in the world."

The half-queen poem was completed, and the white cloud above his head seemed to be willing to be rice paper. Without Li Xuan's intention, it automatically formed a silver sand-like rice paper, recording this superb poem.

Chang'e was speechless, her crystal eyelashes trembling lightly like a fan.

At this point in the poem, the perspective has changed, and he regards himself as the man of the month.

The meaning of it is "I want to go back to the sky, and I am afraid that the jade-like palace in the Moon Palace is too cold, nothing more, just appreciate the dancing shadows in the world."

Li Xuan continued to read:

"Transfer to Zhu Pavilion, low Qi household, and no sleep. There should be no hate. What is the long time to go to the other time? People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and clear. "

Mingyue shouldn't resent me, right? Why is it round at the time of parting? Probably this is something that has been difficult to consider since ancient times. I hope you will be safe under the same moonlight.

The whole poem is completed.

If there are literati here, I am afraid that I will faint with excitement, but it is a pity that there is no literati here, there is only one woman.

Hmm... There is also a rabbit.

"Have you known her for a long time?"

In my ears, there was a trembling sound as crisp as the collision of jade.

"Huh...oh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He raised his little head and found that my sister.....it seemed.....looked at the big demon with a wave of eyes, and she looked like she was crying.

This..... What's the situation!

Something is wrong!

Chang Xiaoyu jumped up to help her sister wipe away the tears, then her cheeks bulged into two little buns, looking at Li Xuan viciously.

Blame the big demon for making my sister cry!

"Yeah, it's been a long time."

Li Xuanchang sighed, and then found that there was ambiguity, he smiled bitterly: "Of course, I am not referring to you girl, after all, even that Chang'e wouldn't know me."

Well, such a fairy-like girl should not be misunderstood.

How clever Chang'e is, looking at Li Xuan's bitter expression, her lips pressed tightly.

Unlike the praises of other poems, this song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" expresses longing throughout, but there is always a feast in life. For certain things, parting is inevitable.

For some reason, her Gujing Bubo's state of mind has experienced unprecedented violent ripples.

She probably knows the whole story.

Once Li Xuan was in the Moon Palace, and even had a close relationship with her. But because of the calamity of the world, she had to erase her existence from time. In order not to leave any flaws, even she was lost. Memory.

That's why Li Xuancai said that he no longer knew him now, and even in his eyes, he was already another person.

The old man is in front of him, but he can't recognize each other, so his face is bitter.

"If... I mean if."

Chang'e turned Zhen's head to one side, only seeing the exquisite back, she tried to maintain a calm tone, and said: "That Chang'e really exists, do you think she will be happy now?"

What if you really remember him?

If she has to deal with the calamity, she is also the cultivation base of Da Luo Zhijing, why should she hide it?

‘This...’ Li Xuan noticed that the state of the woman next to ~www.NovelMTL.com~ seemed a bit strange.

Also, this poem can be called the number one in the ages, and people who yearn for the Moon Palace are of course a little excited.

This is an inquiry. What kind of mood did he feel when he wrote this poem?

But to ask bluntly, people are monks, and they are mortals, even if they are very interested in literary talent, it is not easy to show too much.

"The problem is... I am not Su Shi..." Li Xuan could only touch the back of his head awkwardly, and said, "Sorry, I didn't write this word, so..."

Although he took this poem as his own, and no one could break him down, and he might get a fairy-like fan girl, Li Xuan still had to clarify the matter.

"It's this time, still don't want to recognize each other..." Chang'e actually brought a trace of sadness in her tone, and said: "It's not you who wrote it, but I want to ask your opinion."

"I have to think?"

Li Xuan thought in his heart and thought about it: "If I have to say it, it's probably lonely. It is also written in the poem that I want to take the wind to return, and I fear Qionglou Yuyu, and the heights are too cold...

In fact, I can still experience this kind of empathy.

After all, I can't go back either. "

After speaking, Li Xuan sighed softly, and then joked again: "There was a jade rabbit with me, but now I have caught the jade rabbit. No matter what, the moon in the sky is still bright... she is so strong. The girl, I must be able to..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the back of his head rested in softness.

Suddenly there was only one word left in Li Xuan's mind.

So soft.

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