Looking at Li Ke's back view as he left, Xu Weixiong was extremely surprised.
Li Ke's casual and firm answer to this matter showed that those poems were indeed written by him.
However, every word and sentence of those poems were like golden spears and iron horses.
The majestic aura should have been done by someone who had been through the battlefield.
Moreover, that poem had elevated Uncle Wei from a second-grade grandmaster to a first-grade Vajra Realm grandmaster!
Uncle Wei had been painstakingly studying in the Tide-listening Pavilion for more than twenty years without any progress.
However, he broke through because of a poem by Li Ke.
Xu Xiao even asserted that Uncle Wei would not be able to break through unless he was at the Finger Profound Realm.
From this, he knew how powerful those poems were.
These poems were actually written by Li Ke!
No matter how Xu Weixiong looked at Li Ke, he was too weak to stand up to a gust of wind. He was not the person who wrote the poem!
He was a noble prince who had never left the imperial palace of the Tang Empire.
He did not have any cultivation!
How could such a Li Ke write a poem that could make Uncle Wei break through?
Xu Weixiong looked in the direction that Li Ke had left in, and some worry suddenly rose in his heart.
Why couldn't she see through her husband?
After quietly staring at Li Ke's courtyard for a long time, Xu Weixiong turned around and left.
Since she was suspicious, she would find an opportunity to test Li Ke!
She was very curious about how many secrets this King of Shu of the Great Tang had.
That night, Li Ke sat at a stone table in the courtyard.
On the stone table was a pot of sake and a wine cup.
It was the fifteenth day of the month, and the cold moonlight shone on the courtyard like a puddle of water.
The shadows of the trees fell on the ground, just like the seaweed in the water.
Looking at the beautiful scenery in the courtyard, Li Ke got up and went to the courtyard to drink and admire the moon.
Since he had nothing to do today, he had successfully digested a sixty-year cycle of cultivation.
Li Ke could not bear to let down such a rare beautiful scenery!
The moonlight was clear, and he was a leisurely person. Li Ke was very relaxed.
However, he could faintly smell the natural fragrance of dragon saliva and sandalwood.
Although he hadn't seen anyone, he knew that it was the sweet potato.
"Miss Sweet Potato, why do you only smell the fragrance and not see her?”
"Why have you come to my courtyard so late at night?”
Li Ke asked with a smile.
Sure enough, Sweet Potato's figure gradually appeared outside the courtyard.
"I really can't hide anything from the Fuma. How did he guess it?”
Sweet Potato replied with a smile.
At this time, Li Ke also saw clearly that it was not only Sweet Potato who came here.
Beside her was a valiant woman holding a spear.
She was still holding a long spear in the Fuma's mansion at night. She must be the other maid of Wutong Court, Qing Niao.
When Sweet Potato and the woman beside her walked into the moonlight, Li Ke saw the appearance of the person in front of him.
There was a hint of determination in his heroic eyes.
She was beautiful, but she had a cold face and a cold heart, making her look a little more distant.
The spear in his hand was even engraved with the word "Moment".
From the looks of it, it was indeed a green bird.
Since the sweet potato and the green bird were here, how could Xu Weixiong not show up?
Li Ke lightly tapped his knuckles on the cold stone table, waiting for Xu Wei Xiong to appear.
When the sweet potato and the green bird walked to Li Ke's side, Xu Weixiong's figure gradually appeared behind them.
"Furen, why have you come here to find me? Is there anything you need?”
As expected, Li Ke looked at Xu Weixiong, who was deep in thought, and asked softly.
Xu Weixiong did not stand on ceremony and sat on the stone bench beside Li Ke.
"Husband, I do have something to discuss with you.”
"I want to ask you to write another piece of calligraphy.”
Hearing this, Li Ke knew that Xu Weixiong did not believe that the poem in the Tide-listening Pavilion was written by him.
It was true that he was just a son-in-law without any cultivation. How could he write such a magnificent poem?
Moreover, the power of the Confucian Way Prominent Divinity had strengthened him even more.
It was normal for Xu Weixiong to be suspicious.
Since she didn't believe it, then he would make her convinced this time!
"It's just writing a piece of calligraphy. What's so difficult about it?”
"If Furen wants to, I will write dozens for Furen!”
"A hundred poems about wine. Today, I'll let you see how your husband writes!”
"Bring me a brush and ink!"
Sweet Potato, who was beside him, quickly offered a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone when he heard this. He served Li Ke by the side and grinded the ink.
Seeing that Xu Weixiong was ready, Li Ke did not say anything more.
He finished the wine in his cup in one gulp, then stood up and began to write on the paper.
What he had written at the Tide-listening Pavilion earlier was merely the reward from the Confucian Way's Prominent Divinity.
Now that Li Ke had obtained sixty years worth of cultivation, he was naturally different from the past.
The sixty-year cycle of cultivation had firmly established the foundation for the Confucian Way's divinity show.
When he wrote again, it was naturally completely different from before!
The current Li Ke had changed from his usual smiling and gentle appearance to gradually becoming fierce.
It was as if a treasured sword had left its scabbard, revealing its sharpness.
At the same time, the sixty-year-cycle cultivation that had become his own ability was suddenly displayed.
Xu Weixiong, who was sitting beside Li Ke and watching him seriously, was shocked by Li Ke's change!
How was this the Li Ke she knew?
When he was writing, his entire person became different from the rest!
She had never seen such a fierce aura appear on Li Ke, who had never been on the battlefield.
That was something that could only be obtained through the experience of experiencing the flashes of blades and the shadows of swords!
Moreover, where did this powerful pressure come from?
When Li Ke suddenly displayed sixty years worth of strength, Xu Weixiong was completely shocked!
Such pressure?
It actually came from Li Ke?
Didn't he never practice martial arts?
Why was there such a powerful pressure?
This kind of pressure was at least sixty years worth of power!
Xu Weixiong looked at Li Ke, who was writing on the paper, and instantly understood.
Her husband, Li Ke, was indeed hiding his strength!
If he didn't find him to write another piece of calligraphy today, Xu Weixiong probably wouldn't have realized that Li Ke was hiding his strength!
As a result, Xu Weixiong believed that the poem in Tide-listening Pavilion was written by Li Ke.
Li Ke's concealment made Xu Weixiong sigh endlessly.
He clearly had such strength. Even in the Northern Frost Palace, he could be considered one of the best.
However, he had always pretended to be absurd, making others mistakenly think that he had no cultivation and was a fool.
He was even humiliated as a live-in son-in-law.
Thinking about it, Li Ke also wanted to hide his strength in the Purple Gold Tower today, so he pushed her out.
Using her to pay the bill to confirm his identity as a son-in-law in the hearts of others.
After thinking about it clearly, Xu Weixiong looked at Li Ke with some contemplation.
As the Third Prince of the Great Tang and the King of Shu, Li Ke should have a rare and honorable status.
However, he was forced by the world to pretend to be ridiculous today. It was really sad and lamentable!
How many unimaginable tribulations did he have to bear?
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