Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Liu Wuxie's poems have spread throughout Dongyue Lake, and countless men and women are silent in that sentence Mo Chou has no knowledge of the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you.

When a thousand people say it, there are a thousand artistic conceptions.

"Brother Liu is really powerful, in such a short period of time, refining a spirit essence!"

Many disciples of Tianluo Valley stepped forward to congratulate them, and they were not angry because Liu Wuxian had stolen the limelight from Hua Chenye.

Since it is a poetry and song conference, there are naturally strong and weak.

Liu Wuxian smiled in return and did not explain.

At the end of the poem, whether it is painting or music, or chess, it depends on Murong Yi's arrangement.

"Miss Murong, what's the next word!"

Everyone was a little impatient to wait, and urged.

Murong Yi stood up, her beautiful eyes swept over everyone, still on Liu Wuxie's face, lingering for a while.

"The following is calligraphy and painting, with the theme of scenery!"

There are too many meanings of 'scenery', whether it is people, things, or nature, they all have their own scenery.

Every painting is a landscape.

Even a grass or a stone is a kind of scenery.

Whose scenery is more expressive and more impressive, it means that the higher the painting.

There are many people who participate in the poems, and when it comes to calligraphy and painting, most people choose to give up, their painting skills are too low, and it is embarrassing to go up.

In the first pass, Liu Wuxian made such a quatrain, which made many people feel ashamed, and their poems were completely rubbish compared to Liu Wuxie's.

Some people began to rub their hands, poetry they were average, but in painting, the talent was absolutely strong.

Qiu Baihao is this kind of person.

One of the four great talents, known for his calligraphy and painting.

On each table is a stack of fine rice paper, which is not your average piece of paper, specially prepared for painting.

Liu Wuxian glanced at the rice paper, and did not make any moves, he composed a poem just now, and the main purpose was to win Yin Jingwu's jade ruyi.

He didn't dare to be interested in this kind of stormy thing.

Although Murong Yi is beautiful, he is just beautiful, he already has Ling Xue.

Chen Ruoyan and Jian Xing'er's appearance is also top-notch, especially Chen Ruoyan, who is not under Xu Lingxue.

One of them began to grind and prepare to paint.

Most people close their eyes and before painting, they have to copy it and construct a picture in their minds before they can be engraved on paper.

"Young Master Liu, you don't paint?"

In addition to Liu Wuxie, there were hundreds of people who gathered together to drink, all of them were old and coarse, and they had no interest in chanting poetry and painting.

A prince of Ninghai City walked over, holding a wine jug in his hand, and looked at Liu Wuxian with a smile.

"Something?"

Liu Wuxie frowned slightly, this person must not be good when he comes to find him.

"It's nothing, it's just curiosity. ”

The man sat across from Liu Wuxian with a big grin, picked up the wine jug, and poured a few sips into his mouth.

"It's not good to be too curious. ”

Liu Wuxian replied coldly, I saw this man sitting with Qiu Yuan just now, and it is estimated that he is also good all the way.

was debunked by Liu Wuxian, and the man was not angry.

"Brother Liu is so humorous!"

The man was so thick-skinned that he actually slapped a haha, taking Liu Wuxie's rejection of people thousands of miles away as humor.

"Say, what's the matter with me!"

Liu Wuxian didn't want to talk to him, he just wanted to be quiet for a while.

"That's right, I admire Brother Liu's literary brilliance very much, can you write the poem just now, I'll take it back and frame it, and observe it day and night. ”

The man suddenly made this request and asked Liu Wuxian to write it again.

first slapped Liu Wuxie on the back, and then asked for the verse just now.

The poem just now contains the spirit of Confucianism.

Confucianism and Taoism have long been extinct, and there is no great Confucian in the entire Zhenwu Continent, although Liu Wuxian is not a great Confucian, but there is a style of Confucianism and Taoism in his poems.

That's enough.

Although Confucianism and Taoism are lonely, it does not mean that they have completely disappeared, and there are still many people who study Confucianism and Taoism culture.

If Liu Wuxie's poem is obtained by monks who practice Confucianism and Taoism, it will be of great help to their cultivation.

"Why should I write!"

Liu Wuxian looked at the man with a smile.

If you ask me to write, I will write obediently, what do you think of me.

"Brother Liu, make a price, as long as it is within my affordability, I will promise you. ”

The man still didn't give up, and asked Liu Wuxian to make a price, and he had to spend money to buy it, so that neither of them would suffer.

"Don't write!"

Liu Wuxian waved his hand, signaling that he could leave.

This answer made the man stunned for a while, he didn't expect Liu Wuxian to be so ignorant.

"Liu Wuxie, you really want to reject me. ”

was rejected by Liu Wuxie, the man's face suddenly changed, and the terrifying killing intent shrouded Liu Wuxie.

"You're going to do it here?"

Liu Wuxie's eyes were cold, and the more terrifying killing intent shook back, and the man took a few steps back, flying the table behind him.

This move has alarmed many people, and it is not clear what happened.

"Liu Wuxie, don't be embarrassed, I buy your poems, that's to give you face, how great do you think, there is nothing in the world that I Ling Shao can't buy. ”

The man was extremely angry, he was shocked back by Liu Wuxie, and almost sat on the ground.

"It's the Ling family in Ninghai City, how can he also have a conflict with Liu Wuxie. ”

Many people were surprised, there were two major families in Ninghai City, namely the Qiu family and the Ling family.

The status of the Ling family is still above the Qiu family, mainly because the Ling family is very rich, I heard that they have mastered a method that can quickly identify the stones of the wilderness, and they have earned a large amount of general wealth by relying on this method over the years.

It seemed that Ling Dashao wanted to pay for Liu Wuxie's poems, but Liu Wuxian refused on the spot. ”

Those standing near listened clearly and explained.

"This Liu Wuxian is really unreasonable, it's just a verse, even if it is given to Ling Dashao, he will not suffer, he will not suffer a loss, he will join the Ling family, and in Ninghai City in the future, safety can at least be guaranteed. ”

Many people wondered why Liu Wuxian didn't agree directly.

"You think that the poems containing the spirit of Confucianism are so easy to write, but just now it may be lucky, write one, and then write it again, it may not be, because the poems have been recorded by the heavens. ”

There are still a lot of people on the field who understand.

Liu Wuxian wrote it for the first time, attracting visions of heaven and earth.

The second time you write it, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Otherwise, a large number of people would have poured in to demand this verse.

Without the spirit of Confucianism, what is the use of them taking it back, just write one by themselves, anyway, they have memorized all of Liu Wuxie's poems.

"I can't give you my face, I don't want to see you again, get out!"

Liu Wuxian had no interest in arguing with him, and he relied on himself to fight for his face, not for others.

"Okay, good, you wait for me!"

Ling Da Shao pointed at Liu Wuxian viciously, left here angrily, and returned to the table, Qiu Yuan hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

Just a small episode, which ended quickly.

Ten minutes passed, and someone had already begun to write, ready to paint.

"Liu Wuxie, do you dare to gamble with Senior Brother Qiu. ”

Yin Jingwu jumped out again, and he had to make a bet with Liu Wuxie, this time fighting paintings.

Liu Wuxian looked disgusted, Dou Shi, you lost to me, do you think you can turn the tables.

"Senior Brother Yin, what are you doing, when did Senior Brother Qiu agree to fight with Liu Wuxie. ”

Many senior brothers hurriedly stopped Yin Jingwu, and from beginning to end, Senior Brother Qiu Baihao never spoke.

"Senior Brother Qiu, rest assured, with your painting skills, you will definitely crush Liu Wuxie, for the sake of the face of Qinghongmen, please ask Senior Brother Qiu to write a war letter to save our dignity. ”

Yoon Kyung-moo had an almost pleading tone.

He lost a jade Ruyi, and there was also a spirit spirit in it, and whenever he thought of Liu Wuxian refining it, his heart was dripping blood.

"Senior Brother Yin is right, this kid has been against our Qinghongmen many times, if we can't humiliate him today, how will our Qinghongmen gain a foothold in the future. ”

Yin Jingwu's words were approved by many Qinghongmen disciples.

Although he was suspected of violating the rules, he took the initiative to lead the battle for Qiu Baihao.

Standing in the position of the disciples of the Qinghong Sect, if Liu Wuxian was allowed to be arrogant like this, they would all feel that they had lost face.

More and more disciples came forward to support Yin Jingwu.

Qiu Baihao glanced at Yin Jingwu, and a trace of cold air flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Anyway, Yoon Kyung-mu took advantage of him, that's a fact.

"Senior Brother Qiu, I'm sorry, I also have no choice but to avenge us for the sake of everyone being a disciple of the Qinghong Sect. ”

Yin Jingwu's body was cold, and he hurriedly apologized to Qiu Baihao.

is also a high-level galaxy realm, Qiu Baihao's status is many times higher than Yin Jingwu, because he has already touched the threshold of the infant realm with one foot.

"Senior Brother Qiu, don't blame Senior Brother Yin, he was forced to say this. ”

Jia Fengmao also stood up and spoke for Yin Jingwu.

At this time, if Qiu Baihao didn't agree, those brothers and sisters must think that he was afraid, Yin Jingwu's trick of killing people with a knife was used to the fullest!

Qiu Baihao knew that Yin Jingwu had taken advantage of him, and he had no excuse to refute it, so he was very angry.

More than a hundred Qinghongmen disciples were all on Yin Jingwu's side.

As long as very few people were not used to Yin Jingwu's approach, their ideas were quickly overwhelmed by everyone.

"Liu Wuxie, do you dare to fight with our Senior Brother Qiu, if you don't dare, hand over the ancient spirit bamboo shoots. ”

Yin Jingwu saw that his plan had succeeded, and his eyes looked at Liu Wuxie, and the killing intent was pervasive.

"You are the most shameless person I have ever seen, you don't dare to gamble, and even your fellow disciples and brothers take advantage of it, I look down on you. ”

Liu Wuxian let out a sneer.

Many people around laughed together, Yin Jingwu's approach was indeed a bit despicable.

"Liu Wuxie, I think my painting skills are not as good as Senior Brother Qiu, let him fight with you, what's the problem, or you don't dare to bet at all. ”

Yin Jingwu didn't feel embarrassed at all, as long as he could humiliate Liu Wuxie, even if he was asked to kneel down and beg Qiu Baihao, he was willing.

"It's okay to gamble, I don't know what resources you are willing to come up with this time to gamble. ”

If there is another spirit spirit, the spirit seed of heaven and earth in his body will sprout.

Every day, a steady stream of spirituality is delivered to help him transform his body.

"Brother Liu, no!"

Shui Xuan hurriedly stood up and stopped Liu Wuxie, hoping that he would be cautious.

Liu Wuxian didn't know Qiu Baihao's painting skills, he was a disciple of Tianluo Valley, and he often dealt with the disciples of the Qinghong Sect, so he knew Qiu Baihao's painting skills very well.

I heard that he had already reached the point of reaching the pinnacle.

The painting is divided into four grades, which are divided into: energy, wonder, god, and elegance.

Qiu Baihao's painting skills have reached the level of gods, and every painting is superb.