Chapter 198: Heaven doesn't give birth to me, Chu Tianxiu!
Big country?
This name is really domineering!
Chu Yun looked at the two huge fierce beasts in mid-air with wide eyes, as if no one could look down on anyone, and his face was full of playful looks.
"It seems that not all of them are gentle and elegant literati and ink writers who are more talented than talented. ”
Qingyue Fairy was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Who said that the literati and ink artists of the Zhishui Poetry Society are all gentle and elegant, I heard that there were once two literati who were restricted in their cultivation, and for a word in a poem, they scuffled on the ground for half an hour like two ordinary people. ”
Han Zhu and Chu Yun glanced at each other, and there was such a new thing?
The literati are popular, sometimes more reckless than martial arts, Chu Yun has heard of the death admonition such a thing as hitting the head on the pillar and smashing the head, and it seems that there is more than one.
"Senior brother, do you think these two fierce beasts will fight?"
Xiao Yunzhu had a happy look on his face, as if he wanted the bird and the tiger to fight.
Chu Yun shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be a fight, the gentleman doesn't use his mouth, most literati and writers are still very good at talking, of course, if this big country and the people on the big bird have an enmity, then it's another matter." ”
The result was that there was no fight, both sides were restraining their mounts and slowly moving towards the north, as for whether the big bird and the tiger would make an appointment after the people above went down, it was not something that Chu Yun could know.
The water-stopping poem will be held on a frozen lake, surrounded by ice and snow, next to the ice lake, there is a valley that is like spring all year round, after seeing this valley, Chu Yun's expression suddenly moved.
The Blue Moon Fairy glanced at Chu Yun and asked, "You found out?"
After adapting to it in the past few days, the Qingyue Fairy is no longer avoiding Chu Yun intentionally or unintentionally like before, as if she has corrected her mentality and attitude towards Chu Yun, and has become ice clear and jade again.
Chu Yun showed a look of surprise on his face, nodded and said, "I didn't expect that there is such a magical place in Qingzhou, Beiyu, where it is like spring all year round?"
Qingyue Fairy nodded and said: "It's also the first time I've come to the Immortal Valley, but I heard that this place is very magical, it seems to be sitting on a dragon vein, like spring all year round, and the order of heaven and earth here seems to be a little special, and it can communicate heaven and earth with talent relatively easily." ”
Of course, you can easily communicate the world with your talents.
The dragon veins in the Immortal Valley are an incredible existence, Chu Yun is about to do it, at least it has existed for tens of thousands of years.
The terrifying vitality in the depths of the earth, in a way and momentum that leads to the heavens and rivers, is continuously replenished from all directions, condensed into the momentum of Tianyuan in mid-air, and replenishes the dragon veins with the help of the power of heaven and earth, which is simply endless.
If it weren't for the destruction of all the surrounding mountains with his great powers, it would not have been possible to upset this balance.
It's no wonder that the Northern Imperial Family will put the water-stopping poetry here.
Once there is a poem that can reach the heavens, it will definitely be able to hook the power of heaven and earth and nourish the dragon's veins, which is a great thing.
No, it should be a costless thing.
If the Northern Imperial Family finds a way to use the dragon vein, it will be able to spring and autumn for thousands of generations, and it will never decline.
This is probably the ultimate purpose of the Northern Imperial Family's water-stopping poetry meeting.
And this so-called water stop probably refers to the ice lake next to it.
On the surface of the glacial lake, the fairy aura is swirling, just like a fairyland.
In particular, the rows of ice palaces, which are like the legendary heavenly palaces above the nine heavens, are breathtaking.
In the Changsheng Valley, there are also rattan corridors and pavilions, winding like snakes, among which there are countless flowers and trees, and even many small animals live in it, and they are happy.
The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the water is beautiful, and it is really a paradise.
At this time, there were already many people in the Immortal Valley, and Chu Yun and the others were relatively low-key comers.
Some people come by stepping on the clouds in mid-air, some people take magnificent flying boats, and some people are more strong, coming on fierce beasts, dragons and tigers are fighting, and they all look quite imposing.
Especially those literati, dressed in robes and holding scrolls and folding fans, between their gestures, there is a literati atmosphere.
Chu Yun even saw an old man who looked ordinary, but the talent on his body condensed the British Championship, which was jaw-dropping.
"It's Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. ”
Chu Yun couldn't help but say with emotion.
At this time, a middle-aged man laughed, greeted him from a distance, and said, "Chuyun Xiaoyou, Qingyue Fairy, you are finally here." ”
This person Chu Yun knew, he was a disciple of the Northern Imperial Family, that is, the person who appeared in Tiexian Ridge with the Wuma Family, named Du Nangong Quan, and was a side branch of the Northern Imperial Family.
The Qingyue Fairy nodded at Nangong Quan, while Chu Yun smiled and said, "It's a little embarrassing to bother Brother Nangong to come out to greet him, let's just take a look." ”
Nangong Quan laughed, it seemed that the arrival of Chu Yun and the others made him very happy, and he shook his head and said: "No, no, no, the water stop poetry will be different from the general poetry meeting, if there is no me to guide the way, Chu Yun brothers are afraid to miss a lot of excitement, come on, come on, there is still a period of time before the start of the water stop poetry meeting, I will take you around first." ”
Chu Yun looked at the little monk of Qingyue Fairy and Golden Cicada, and seeing that both of them had no objections, he nodded and said: "It's okay to take a walk, let's just come here to take a look, such a high-end event as the poetry club, after the start, we will become passers-by, just follow and enjoy it on the side." ”
"Chu Yun Xiaoyou is really as humble as rumored. ”
Nangong Quan smiled like a chrysanthemum.
Wu Ma Yunzhu looked around with a curious expression, and after hearing the word humble, he immediately fell on Chu Yun, and a pair of moon eyes were spinning around, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this time, a young man who folded a fan and a scarf came next to him, and he was laughing with a group of young men and women, and after seeing Nangong Quan, he suddenly folded the fan and walked over here, and said with a smile: "Isn't this Brother Nangong, what, Brother Nangong also has ideas about this water-stopping poetry meeting?"
Some young men and women next to them heard the words of the folding fan man, and they all looked at Chu Yun curiously, and one of the literati who was about the same age as the folding fan man showed a playful look on his face and looked at Chu Yun.
Obviously, the Qingyue Fairy Bing Qing Yujie is obviously unlikely to have any too deep attainments in poetry, and the little monk of the golden cicada only participates in Buddhism, while Wu Ma Yunzhu is still a little girl, and she is almost treated at the same level as Han Zhu.
Among the people around Nangong Quan, only Chu Yun, who looked ordinary, seemed to be a helper invited by Nangong Quan, and he might have some attainments in poetry.
Seeing these people appear, the smile on Nangong Quan's face disappeared instantly, and he said with a flat expression: "I don't have any ideas about this poetry meeting, inviting some friends to come is just to appreciate some masterpieces and visit the Immortal Valley." ”
Saying that, Nangong Quan said to Chu Yun: "This is my cousin, named Nangong Buju, who is quite accomplished in poetry. ”
Nangong doesn't lift?
Chu Yun nodded, and said with a smile: "Hello, don't raise brother!"
Nangong Buju looked at Chu Yun, quite scrutinizing, sneered, and muttered to himself: "My Northern Imperial Family is really lonely, and now the Water Stopping Poetry Meeting, all cats and dogs come to participate." ”
As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present changed.
Even Nangong Jin didn't seem to expect Nangong Buju to have such an attitude, and his face turned cold.
Chu Yun didn't care, grinned, and said, "Where, it's not a cat or a dog, but a famous one." ”
"What's the name?" asked Nangong Buju with interest.
"People are called to pierce the intestines, poems are ten thousand lines, the sky does not give birth to me Chu Tianxiu, and the text and Taoism are like a long night!"
Damn, this senior brother is a poetry dish, and his mouth is not a dish!
Come on, yes?