As Xun Yu slashed the true spirit of the Hundred Flowers Fairy with one sword, her heart also rushed to a burst of relief. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although it has only been a few days since he came to Changde, it is indeed extremely dangerous, and there is a great enemy in the shadows of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, not to mention that he is restless in sleep, but he will never dare to relax for a moment.

But although it is dangerous, the harvest is not small, Xun Yu waved his sleeves, collected all the things left by the Hundred Flowers Fairy in his sleeves, looked in one direction, and flew away.

The purpose is the city god temple in the underworld, although the flower fairy can ambush here, which has the credit of the city god. But now that she can see it, the heavenly sword has disappeared along with the Hundred Flowers Fairy, which means that this City God and the Hundred Flowers Fairy may not have the same heart.

The black luck on her head now has completely disappeared, so she naturally goes to participate in the City God Poetry Meeting, so as not to do useless work for the past two days.

Xun Yu flew all the way to the City God Temple, where the temple door was wide open, and when Xun Yu came to the Yin World City God Poetry Club, unexpectedly, the poetry meeting had not yet started.

"That overseas qi practitioner must be afraid of my Middle-earth Shinto god, and he didn't dare to come down, and he has been eliminated from the list by the City God. ”

Xun Yu walked to the door and heard Lu Zhanyuan talking nonsense there.

She walked in without saying a word, and it could be seen that the red qi on Lu Zhanyuan's original head was still completely withdrawn, indicating that not only did he not get the luck of the Liu Mansion, but even the support of the Mu family was lost.

At the same time, there were also two black flowers that fell on the top, and Xun Yu naturally had no idea of retaliating against this mortal, so this should have been the result of Liu Fuqian's anger.

Maybe there is also the prison court, and Lu Zhanyuan is also regarded as a person who sacrifices obscene in Shun County, after all, this Lu Zhanyuan is originally from Shun County, and there is such a matter that happens to be involved in Liufu.

With such two black virtues, what Lu Zhanyuan is doing now, naturally everything is not going well, and he still wants to win the first place in the poetry club?

Xun Yu shook his head secretly, and went straight to find a seat to sit down, startling Lu Zhanyuan. He snorted coldly, not knowing that he was in trouble, dreaming of being the first in the poetry club, arrogant.

Now he pretends to be the same, and has offended the scholars here, if he can really get the first place in the poetry club, and have the favor of the city god, this will be fine, but if he can't get it, these scholars will also give him a good look.

Xun Yu naturally didn't remind him of his thoughts, but only sighed in his heart The mystery of this luck, Lu Zhanyuan is now covered by black luck, just like Liu Yue, he is blinded by his mind, and he keeps making faint moves.

This way of luck is definitely not as simple as seeing this.

After a while, the city god came, and the white-clothed man from yesterday's poetry meeting was still followed.

The scholars were surprised, but after saluting, a little ghost said in a bad way: "Chenghuang God, Meng Hejun has arrived." ”

City God, Meng Hejun?

The man in the official uniform on the left is naturally Chenghuang, and the man in white on the right is Meng He Shuijun?

Although the scholar was surprised, he did not panic. Especially Lu Zhanyuan, at this time, he didn't think that he had hated Meng Hejun at all, but felt that the two clothes hanging at home also had a reason to brag, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but flow a smile, which made Meng He Chenghuang even more disliked.

However, Xun Yu and the two landers were at peace, just like an ordinary overseas qi practitioner met an ordinary earth, and the things that happened before and after were not mentioned to each other.

Chenghuang glanced left and right and said, "This poetry meeting, I will do it untitled, but write what I have never seen with Meng He, and you can win." ”

The candidates glanced at each other, Meng He and Chenghuang had never seen it, this question was too difficult, 80,000 years old, nothing had been seen.

They all glanced at Xun Yu in the corner, if you want to say that you haven't seen this, I'm afraid that only this qi practitioner from overseas can make it.

Is this a deliberate question?

Xun Yu thought about it in his head for a while, didn't think much about it, picked up the pen and paper and wrote.

The yin cha on the side was on the side, reciting the poem he had just written: "I have a pearl, which has been locked by dust for a long time." Today, the dust is gone, illuminating the mountains and rivers. ”

When Chenghuang Menghe heard this poem, he fell silent, although the poem was concise, but there was an indescribable meaning, and he couldn't understand what it was.

This is a Zen poem by Xun Yu in his previous life, but in this spiritual realm, where there is not even the concept of Buddha, it is naturally unheard of in 80,000 years.

Lu Zhanyuan on the side didn't dare to speak on such an occasion, but at this time, he was covered by Made, and as soon as he heard this poem, he blurted out: "What you do is too straightforward, bad poetry, bad poetry." Although the sound was small, in this silence, it was still clear to people.

Meng He glanced at Lu Zhanyuan and said, "The meaning in this poem is indeed something I have never heard of, if no one can do it in the future, the leader will allow you, what do you want?"

A group of scholars didn't expect this poem to be so highly praised by Meng Hejun, and they all thought about what kind of meaning this poem had, but they couldn't think of it at all, so they simply didn't dare to speak so as not to be ashamed.

This time, even Lu Zhanyuan knew that the atmosphere was not right, so he didn't dare to speak.

In the middle of the ring, Xun Yu finally got the position of the leader of the poetry club, opened his mouth to ask for the Taiping Ding, and the group went back along the passage of the earth.

After the scholar left, the city god asked Meng He: "Didn't the heavenly official say that he wanted us to communicate with the heavenly court, how can you ......?"

Why are you still pretending that nothing happened?

Meng Hejun shook his head, he knew more than Chenghuang, when the Hundred Flowers Fairy thought that Xun Yu was being restrained, her purpose was not much to hide, and there was a black luck on the top of both Chenghuang and Meng He's heads, if it wasn't for Xun Yu's victory today, they would probably be more auspicious.

Besides, the pardon printing pool was also removed by Xun Yu, so he should have concealed it because of his feelings.

However, concealing it and not reporting it is also a violation of the rules of heaven, it is good not to be discovered, as soon as it is discovered, it is the end of the three lights and reincarnation, so I don't say much to the city god, only said: "The Hundred Flowers Fairy is actually a fake, the one who went out just now is the real god, and the fake Hundred Flowers Fairy is just to win the trust of you and I to communicate with the heavenly court." ”

If the true spirit of the Hundred Flowers Fairy is still there, I am afraid that I will be angry when I hear this.

She asked Meng He to communicate with Heavenly Court, naturally in order to win the trust of Meng He Chenghuang, and also just in case. After all, there are no absolutes, if she accidentally loses, she will not let Xun Yu escape, but she didn't expect this Meng He to be convinced that she was a false god.

Chenghuang nodded, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say why.

In Yangshi City God's Temple, Xun Yu met Lao Taijun just after she came out, and she had already sobered up.

It was Xun Yu's luck that recovered, and even the luck of the Yang Mansion became Tude, and the drug of the Hundred Flowers Fairy could not be suppressed, and Xun Yu used the luck at that time, one of which was from the Yang Mansion.

On the other side, Lu Zhanyuan had just come out, and he was taken away by the armor of the prison courtyard, and the leaders were Yuzhu and Pang Hui, when she met the god of literature in a dream and asked her to take the rest of the armor to the City God Temple.

This is naturally the god of literature in order to help Xun Yu, but he can't appear in front of ordinary soldiers, so he has to give a dream to Yuzhu, but I didn't expect this Yuzhu to have some guts, hearing his words, he took the tiger talisman in Pang Hui's house, and transferred the armor soldier.

But none of this has anything to do with Xun Yu, when she came out, Pang Hui had already told her that the matter had been clarified, and she didn't have to follow her to the prison courtyard.

But the little boy on the side came over for the first time with a roll of drawings, saying that Yiqing couldn't go to the appointment, and he didn't have the face to see someone take the first step or something.

Xun Yu didn't care, when she opened this scroll, it was a map of the Shinto Continent, and she was surprised to find a big secret in it.

Return to the earth and say

Ah, this chapter is a bit rushed, and the writing is a bit tight, but the author feels that the rest of the things are irrelevant, and it is a matter of course, so it is only right to hurry up and finish these miscellaneous things and move on to the next volume.

Then the first volume of Changde Mansion Ji ends here, and tomorrow it will enter the next volume of the Book of Mountains and Seas.