"Dare to ask what kind of mountain the fairy mountain is on the other side, which brother can tell him?" Tang Feng looked back and asked with a smile.

"Immortal Furnace Peak, legend has it that it is the place where the ancient Danshi placed the Ding. A literati said kindly.

"Thank you for this brother, everyone, I have a poem, please listen, the sunshine fairy furnace produces purple smoke, the waterfall hangs in front of the river, the flying stream goes straight down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls for nine days. ”

A poem came out, and the scene was quite quiet.

Tang Feng was a little embarrassed, wouldn't he mess up, would this mortal poem be used in the immortal realm? For a while, he couldn't figure out the situation.

Airplanes!

Just when he thought that it was not off-topic, a vast literary aura was directly added, and the literary aura flashed so that the literary immortals present closed their eyes.

Oh my God!

This is a swan song, a swan song for the ages.

I really didn't expect this person to hide deeply, so envious, when will I be able to bless myself with a literary atmosphere.

The man who had written the poem before had secretly left at some point.

At this time, everyone clapped their hands vigorously, and Tang Feng's eyes were different.

At this time, Tang Feng blushed, but he felt the benefits of Wenqi, and he actually refined all his soul and body like Haoran righteousness, which shocked him.

I didn't expect that there would be such benefits, there are a lot of poems in this poem, and a few more poems, the purity of the body has reached a certain point, all evils will not invade, and all evils will not come.

Open the hanging, cough cough, Tang Feng, who came back to his senses at this time, was a little embarrassed.

"I smiled. ”

At this time, a pair of beautiful eyes came from a distance, and outside the crowd, Tang Feng found a pair of alternative existences.

Who are the two women who are pulling the veil, one of them is grinding ink and the other is copying?

Looking at Tang Feng's eyes, there was suddenly another sensation.

It's Miss Shixian.

The next moment, Tang Feng was depressed again, and these guys who were a little fanatical about him just now ran to the other side without hesitation.

What swan song is not as important as the two women come.

Of course, he was also curious, so he also walked over.

"I didn't expect Shixian to encounter the birth of the swan song when he traveled today, and he dared to ask what the son was called?"

"Li Bai. ”

"Li Gongzi, the poet is polite. After bowing slightly, Li Bai's name was written in the poem scroll.

It's not easy.

Tang Feng found that there was energy contained in this word, gathering but not dispersing, I am afraid that ordinary attacks will not be scattered, this woman is really not simple.

"Li Gongzi, when we meet for the first time, can you send a poem to Shixian as a souvenir. "This woman is still moving with Allah.

Hmph, all the men's eyes swept over, this is a great blessing, seeing Tang Feng stunned, he couldn't help but coax one by one.

"I'm going to think about it. ”

Tang Feng thought in his mind which poem to use as a gift.

Headache, because he's really not very proficient.

"Brother Li, Miss Shixian is a famous dancing girl. ”

One sentence woke up Tang Feng, there is.

I saw him look at the woman with burning eyes, and slowly said these few lines of poetry.

Light Luo small fan white orchid, slender waist jade with dancing veil, suspected to be a goddess descending to earth, looking back and smiling Xinghua.

"Childe has seen me dance?" Not long ago, as Tang Feng had said, she had caused a sensation in this Seven Star City.

The name of the poet is even more in the sky.

Tang Feng secretly said ashamed, this is definitely blind, but he naturally will not correct it, the next moment, Wen Li came again, although it was not as vast as before, but this measure was enough to kill the previous Wen Immortal.

This feeling is so refreshing, after his soul was cleansed, Tang Feng found that his state of mind was more pure, it seemed to be different from those literary immortals, and the literary qi that fell on him seemed to be several levels higher.

Tang Feng was very strange, but he didn't study it carefully, and when he decided to be alone, he would try the taste of composing poetry.

He tasted the sweetness, if he could forge the spiritual realm into a pure heart, then the legendary realm would no longer be far away, if the heart was clear, the sky would not fall, this is the realm that everyone wants to achieve.

But from ancient times to the present, this realm has only stayed on paper.

"Childe, what's wrong with you?" At this time, Shixian saw that Tang Feng did not answer, and she was worried, she thought that she had offended Tang Feng somewhere, and she had to say that this woman was very interesting.

Tang Feng didn't think that this attracted the other party, she was just interested in poetry.

Is that actually the case?

No, there are many men who have seen poets, but it is the first time that a talented literary immortal like Tang Feng has seen it.

So I wanted to know Tang Feng, but his ignorant appearance made her very depressed, no matter how I said it, he was a celebrity.

Tang Feng smiled helplessly when he saw the murderous eyes of the immortals, "Actually, I didn't watch the performance of the poet fairy girl, just hearsay, I have always been shocked, I have to see the fairy face today, although I don't know the true face, but the hazy feeling seems to be better than three points." ”

Look at the people, the words came to the hearts of the poets, and those literary immortals were dumbfounded, but they could still talk like this.

Look at Shixian's reaction again, with a look of admiration, a look of wanting to throw themselves into their arms, and envy them to death, this is the real master.

"Li Gongzi, I solemnly invite you to the Dance Pavilion as a guest. A token was handed over.

"Okay, when are you going to have the show. ”

"Tomorrow. ”

"Okay, it will be there. Tang Feng said with a smile.

"I'm waiting for you. After saying that, he went downstairs with the woman next to him.

"Brother Li, it's really good. "One person came over and dared to give a thumbs up.

"It's a fluke. ”

"Even if you kid is self-aware, that kind of woman is not something you can touch. ”

Some people congratulate, naturally some people are unhappy, this world is like this, it will always be two poles.

Tang Feng hadn't revealed his cultivation yet, so he didn't know how these people would feel after the Emperor Realm's cultivation was cast.

It's boring to talk to that kind of person a little more, Tang Feng and the Wen Xian who reminded him just now went to the restaurant next door for a meal, and by the way, they learned about Wen Xian's situation.

The crowd was a little speechless when they watched the two leave, knowing that they had also had a relationship just now, and it was too late to say anything now.

In the restaurant, Tang Feng and Zhou Ming had a very happy conversation, and they chatted for more than two hours before parting.

Tang Feng couldn't wait to leave the city and came to the top of a mountain.

According to Zhou Ming, every poem that reaches the middle grade or above will be lowered, and the higher the quality, the more prosperous the style.

So he wanted to try, and a song came out of his mouth, and his voice echoed throughout the mountaintop.

When the last two sentences will be at the top of the mountain, when the mountains are read out, the text on the top of the mountain is immense.

Cool, so cool.

It's more refreshing than eating the elixir, and I don't know where this aura came from, this energy is simply incredible.

This immortal realm was able to develop a literati promotion method, which is really remarkable to be honest.

Perhaps the longer he stayed in the Purple Extreme Immortal Realm, the more things he would understand about people, and the more Tang Feng would know how small he was.

One by one, the ancient poems of the earth were read out of Tang Feng's mouth, and one after another the literary qi fell from the sky, sublimating Tang Feng's body, mind, and even soul.

This is a qualitative change, no one in this fairy realm has so many poems by Tang Feng, 300 Tang poems, 300 Song poems, not to mention that there are many poems of dynasties on the earth in ancient times, although Tang Feng does not remember all of them, but he remembers all the classics.

Tang Feng on the top of the mountain is frantically promoted, his literary qi is endless, like an immortal yuan infusion body, his cultivation has not been promoted, but his mood and soul have broken through the shackles.

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