Chapter Ninety-One: The Words Are Surprising

When the three of them passed through the light gate one after another, they saw the fairy aura in front of them, and the white cranes flying among the clouds, which was really a good place in heaven and earth;

"This place is much better than the ancestor's stream", when the Qilin looked at the scenery in front of him and said the former's words, Qinglian also nodded in affirmation, and although the place of Chenjue is surrounded by fairy spirits, it is not conducive to cultivation;

"Although it is good here, but the immortal aura here is too strong, which is actually very disadvantageous for cultivators", after listening to what Chen said, Qinglian was a little puzzled, and said: "Ao, what is this to say";

Qinglian didn't give any explanation for Qinglian's incomprehension, but just told Qinglian that there would be an answer in a while, but for Chen's answer, Qinglian knew that there was only waiting, and the result of waiting was the most real, so she walked around and played in the mountains;

One will watch flowers and birds, one will catch fish and insects, and there is no intention of coming out to do business, but Lichen didn't say anything in his eyes, because he felt that Qinglian could be happy and happy all his life, and he was still in infinite reverie here, and he was already urging there. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Xianggong saw the beautiful scenery here, I don't know if Xianggong can write a poem", Qinglian covered his mouth and smiled after speaking, but under Qinglian's unintentional reminder, Lichen suddenly came to inspiration, looked at the palace pavilion on the opposite mountain and said:

Five miles and one nunnery and ten miles of palace, the Dan wall and green tiles are exquisite.

The tower reflects the gold and silver, and the forest song is in the mirror.

Qinglian didn't comment too much on the poems coming out of the dust, because what she was looking for was as picturesque as she described.

"I don't know if the lady can give her husband a poem", after finishing the poem, he looked at Qinglian evilly, his eyes did not forget to turn back and forth, and he looked like a ruffian;

"You, what do you want to do", Qinglian looked at Chen's eyes with some bad premonitions, "What do I want to do, if the lady can't come out, she really has to do something for her husband", after hearing Chen's words, Qinglian's thinking was even more confused, and she had no usual talent and artistic conception at all.

And the Qilin, who was playing on the side, saw that Chen was bullying Qinglian again, so he hurriedly ran over and shouted: "Will it be poetry soon?, what's so difficult about this", Qilin said that Chen and Qinglian were interested, "I didn't expect you to write poetry, it's better to say it and listen to it", Lichen said while finding a place to sit down, waiting for this Qilin's amazing words;

"Yulian don't do it like last time this time, the bull's head is not the right horse's mouth", hearing what Qinglian said, Qilin didn't forget to pout his mouth to show resistance, and then turned around, and after a while, he was already confident in his heart.

"You guys listen, cough, cough", said that this unicorn still does not forget the rhyme of the voice, "I will take this plum tree as the theme, write a song of plum, and ask the two writers to give you some advice", the unicorn did not forget to salute after speaking;

"Don't acid us to death, let's get started!", Lichen urged;

"Sister Qinglian remember to point out", Qinglian looked at Qilin, nodded and said, "Say it!", after getting Qinglian's response, Qilin stood on a protruding stone in a decent manner, and said:

A branch of snow does not stick to the dust, and it has its own fragrance and spring.

Remember that the lonely mountain is sparse, and only who knows the plum people today.

"Okay! Yes, I didn't expect our Yuling to be so talented, it seems that the lady has taught her well", Qinglian didn't show too much for Chen's words, but Qilin was not so quiet, and asked Qinglian to evaluate her poems around Qinglian;

"Okay, you are a girl, what kind of system do you become now", hearing Qinglian's words, Qilin had to be quiet, seeing that Qilin was a little disappointed, Qinglian said helplessly: "The song Yongmei written by Yulian just now, the essence of the sentence is in the last paragraph, only who knows the plum planting people today";

"Really", after the two words were spoken, he didn't forget to look at the dust, and when the dust nodded, the unicorn was even happier, but when the three of them were happy, another voice came in.

"A good one, only who knows the plum planting people today";

"Who", hearing that a stranger was talking, Qinglian reacted a little nervously, but for Qinglian's nervousness, Lichen was much calmer;

"Poor Dao is a Wudang Xianguan Qingshui Dao person, I learned that the three people who want to see the planting of this plum blossom, so the poor Dao wants to lead the way for the three, I don't know if it is possible", hearing what the people said, the Qinglian Qilin all looked at the dust, because they are all dust-based;

"Then it will bother the head of the Qingshui Dao", as soon as the words came out, the three of them understood the next way to go, so they followed the chief of the Qingshui Dao to Wudang Xianguan, but when they went to the Xianguan, because of a sneeze from the unicorn, Qinglian suddenly thought of something;

Qinglian immediately asked: "What happened to you sneezing just now", hearing Qinglian's question, Lichen said directly without concealment: "Isn't it because of Princess Yuling!", Lichen said that Qinglian also understood, and then stopped asking, followed the pace of Qing Shui Dao Chang and walked towards Xianguan, at this moment her steps were lighter.

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