"Bachelor Hua, Xiaoxian's piano skills are not good, so I don't dare to be ugly."

In the center of Yao Chi, Chang'e's voice was cold, with a faint hint of anger.

Not only Chang'e, but many literary immortals glared angrily at the young immortals.

Jiang Xiaodong stabbed An Cheng, who was breathing fire in both eyes, and asked what the situation was.

"This person's name is Hua Tiandu, he is a bachelor of Qianling Pavilion, a third-grade immortal, a shameless one!" An Cheng gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Hua Tiandu has only been ranked in the immortal class for nearly a thousand years, because he is good at slapping horses and talents, and he quickly climbed to the position of immortals.

At the last Pan Tao Conference, he asked to play a song with Chang'e, and Chang'e agreed without doubting him, but he didn't expect that the piano music made up by this guy implied charm, and almost broke Chang'e's Dao heart.

If the Dao Heart is broken, it will be controlled by the caster and allowed to do so.

Hua Tiandu's reputation for lust has long been known, and it is self-evident why he used charm on Chang'e.

"How dare he do that in Yaochi?"

Jiang Xiaodong was surprised, it was Yang Zhao and Zhu Bajie, and they only sneaked into the Moon Palace after the Pan Tao Meeting.

"He uses the piano to perform spells, and there are not many people who can see the way out, and the queen mother has never liked fairies." An Cheng's words are quite meaningful.

Jiang Xiaodong understood that Hua Tian dared to be light, and Chang'e was supported by the queen mother.

This old lady hates Chang'e so much?

In the middle of Yaochi, Hua Tiandu saw Chang'e's refusal, and said with a smile: "The fairy is the great musician of the heavenly court, if you are not good at the piano, I am afraid that there will be no one in the world who cares the qin." ”

Chang'e said coldly: "The little immortal's mana is not continuous, and after dancing in the cloud gate, he has no power to stroke the qin again." ”

"The fairy laughed, you have eaten the Nine Turns Golden Pill." Hua Tiandu was full of smiles.

"You!" Chang'e's face changed.

"Hua Tiandu, don't go too far, don't you still want to fight again?"

With a bang, Zhu Bajie stood up and shouted angrily.

"Chang'e ate the golden pill that should have belonged to Hou Yi, although it is excusable, but Hou Yi died of old age because of this, she has always blamed herself, Hua Tian mentioned the elixir, it was simply a knife in her heart, shameless!"

An Cheng was filled with indignation, and he couldn't wait to rush up and cut Hua Tiandu with a thousand knives.

"Shameless!"

"Narrow-minded villain!"

Not only An Cheng, but many immortals scolded in low voices.

Hua Tiandu, the villain, didn't succeed last time, and was secretly taught a lesson by a few immortals who love Chang'e, I'm afraid he has long held a grudge against Chang'e, and he deliberately humiliated Chang'e today.

"What's the noise?"

Suddenly, a scolding from the Queen Mother came from the high platform.

The immortals were silent.

"The peach festival is once in a hundred years, how can there be a dispute." The Queen Mother's voice was calm, but with a strong coercion, "Guanghan Fairy, Master Hua has composed a new song and wants to dedicate it to the immortals, why are you holding back?" ”

Chang'e's face changed, she didn't expect that the queen mother would blame her.

"Xiaoxian doesn't dare." Although she was angry, the Queen Mother could not fail to answer her questions.

The Queen Mother said: "Then play a song with the bachelor, don't disappoint the immortals." ”

Chang'e's expression froze.

Only then did the immortals understand that it was the queen mother who really wanted to humiliate Chang'e.

"Niangniang, last time this Hua Tiandu bullied the fairy with the qin song, do you want to be bullied again?" Zhu Bajie relied on himself to be a Buddhist messenger and said back.

"Marshal Tianpeng, where did you hear such nonsense, the last grand meeting, Bachelor Hua and Chang'e Qinse and Ming, it can be called perfect, if Bachelor Hua bullies her, the people present will not be able to see it, or do you think that the immortals do not have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, or that Your Majesty and I are clumsy?"

The Queen Mother asked coldly, and the temperature of the entire Yaochi Wonderland seemed to have decreased.

Zhu Bajie shuddered, and when he was an official in the heavenly court in the past, the fear of the queen mother surfaced in his heart again.

"Wechen doesn't dare." Zhu Bajie was covered in cold sweat and said in a trembling voice.

Some of the immortals wanted to take advantage of the situation to speak for Chang'e, and they all sat honestly in their seats at the moment.

In the heavenly court, the Jade Emperor can't mess with the Queen Mother.

The queen mother is jealous, and it is not a day or two to be dissatisfied with Chang'e, she let go of Hua Tian did that kind of obscene thing last time, how can this time be an exception?

In the center of Yao Chi, Hua Tiandu sneered proudly.

Chang'e looked sad and helpless, but no one dared to stand up for her.

Jiang Xiaodong was a little angry, what is bullying a woman.

"Since the fairy doesn't want to play in the ensemble, don't force it."

Finally, the Jade Emperor couldn't stand it anymore.

"Your Majesty!" The Queen Mother was dissatisfied.

The Jade Emperor snorted coldly.

"Your Majesty is angry, it is a student and a beautiful woman, since the fairy is unwilling, how dare the heavens force it." Seeing that the atmosphere became stiff, Hua Tiandu hurriedly said.

Only then did the Jade Emperor accept his angry expression, and then said.

"The grand event continues, do you still have good works?"

Although the atmosphere was a little wrong, Jiang Xiaodong was still ready to play and perform.

"Your Majesty, although you can't play music, I am willing to offer another masterpiece." Suddenly, Hua Tiandu said.

Jiang Xiaodong was immediately angry, and was cut off by this king and eight calves.

"Then do it quickly." The Queen Mother said immediately.

"Yu Niangniang, this poem was obtained by Weichen in the mortal world by chance, not Weichen's work, but I can't bear to cover the dust of this masterpiece." Hua Tiandu bowed down and said.

The Queen Mother smiled: "Since it is a masterpiece, it doesn't matter if anyone makes it, write it out quickly and let the immortals appreciate it." ”

"Yes." Hua Tiandu said.

"How does it feel like singing a double reed." Jiang Xiaodong muttered quietly.

"I don't think it's right to be lowly too." An Cheng was also suspicious.

In the center of Yao Chi, Hua Tiandu took out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and wrote while reading.

"The mica screen is deep in candle shadows, and the long river is gradually falling."

When the first two sentences were written, the white paper had already begun to vibrate, and a stream of colorful literary atmosphere was faintly formed.

Tai Bai Xing, Wenqu Xingjun and other great sages of culture and education suddenly changed their faces.

Just two lines of poetry have shocked the heavens and the earth, what is the grade of this poem?

Everyone's eyes were all on Hua Tiandu.

"This person is shameless, but the poetry is really amazing."

An Cheng also has to admire, just the first two sentences, the artistic conception of the poem is comparable to an extraordinary work.

It's just that why Hua Tiandu said that this poem is not his?

Such a masterpiece, how could a mortal monk make it, and besides, a good work has its own literary atmosphere, how can it not be noticed by the great sages of culture and education.

Looking at the performance of several sages, it is clearly the first time I have seen it.

This poem must have been written by Hua Tiandu, except for Wenqu Xingjun, he is the only one in the world who can write such good poems.

Many cultural and educational immortals were suspicious, and they listened to Huatian and continued to recite poems.

"The fairy should repent of stealing the elixir."

Hua Tiandu read indifferently, and on the paper, the colorful text began to condense.

Chang'e's face turned pale, and the verses were like a sharp blade piercing her heart.

The sages of culture and education are also discolored, shocked and angry.

"Blue sea, blue sky, night heart."

The fourth line of the poem was written, and the blank paper suddenly flashed with golden light, and the colorful literary qi soared, turning into a column of air and soaring into the sky, until it was more than ten zhang, and then stopped climbing.

In the center of Yao Chi, the atmosphere is connected to the sky, and the five lights are flying.

There was no trace of blood on Chang'e's face, and she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"Hua Tiandu!"

Wenqu Xingjun stood up suddenly, pointed at Hua Tiandu and shouted loudly, shaking away the condensed literary aura of the poem.

"Bachelor Hua, you went too far this time."

Even the good old man was too platinum, and he couldn't help but reprimand.

"Hua Tiandu, is this trying to force Chang'e to death?"

An Cheng was furious, and many of the surrounding immortals were also indignant.

Jiang Xiaodong could hear that Hua Tiandu's poem was humiliating Chang'e, but he didn't understand why the people in literature and education were all angry.

"Hua Tiandu's poem is very literary, it is an excellent poem, even the poem of Wenqu Xingjun can't be compared, it must be the first place in the overall list of Yaochi Immortals this time.

The peach festival celebrates with heaven and earth, and the first masterpiece of the fairy list will spread all over the world, and no one knows it.

There are rumors in the mortal world, saying that Chang'e stole Houyi's golden pill to ascend to the immortal realm, and there is the poem Immortal Bang, then this crime is really on Chang'e's head, such a notoriety, it will even make Chang'e fall into the devil's way! ”

An Cheng angrily explained that Hua Tian refused to admit that the poem was written by himself, so he could get rid of the charge of deliberately harming Chang'e.

Even if his mind is in his mind, everyone knows.

"What then?" Jiang Xiaodong was also frightened, and in Yang Zhao's memory, he also mentioned that immortals live on incense, and incense is a mortal belief.

"Unless there are better works to appear, and this poem is at the top of the list, then the influence of this poem will be reduced, but how is this possible, it is difficult to produce such a masterpiece even for a thousand years." An Cheng sighed.

Jiang Xiaodong's expression became strange.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this poem is just an occasional achievement of the lower officials in the mortal world, not the original intention of the lower officials." Hua Tian was besieged by all the great sages, and hurriedly said.

"Fart, this poem is clearly the first time I have written it, otherwise I wouldn't have noticed it?"

Wenqu Xingjun was furious and couldn't help but burst into foul language.

Hua Tian was silent.

"Wen Qujun wants to learn from that monkey and make a big fuss about my Pan Taohui?"

Suddenly, the Queen Mother asked in a cold voice.

In the void space, there was a phoenix chirping suddenly, and the huge coercion shook the scalps of the immortals.

"Don't dare."

The anger on Wenqu Xingjun's face suddenly turned into a cold sweat.

Tai Bai Xing hurriedly sat down and lowered his head to count the dust.

Yao Chi is quietly terrifying.

"This poem is very literate, and it is undoubtedly the top of the immortal list." The Queen Mother said indifferently.

When Chang'e heard this, she suddenly looked up at the Queen Mother, her eyes were burning, and there was a trace of resentment.

The Queen Mother snorted coldly, and Chang'e lowered her head uncontrollably.

Even if it is a fairy, she will be controlled by the head of her fairy, and she still wants to resist?

"Is the mother really going to do this?" The Jade Emperor asked in a deep voice.

The Queen Mother sneered: "The peach event, the masterpiece is on the immortal list, this is the rule of heaven." ”

The Jade Emperor was speechless.

"Niangniang, Weichen just can't bear the dust of this fairy poem, and there is no intention of targeting the palace master, Weichen implores not to be on the immortal list." Hua Tiandu bowed down and said.

The queen mother immediately said: "This poem may be biased, but the rules of heaven are the rules of heaven, and after the immortal list is issued, the heavenly court will correct the name of the palace master." ”

"False benevolence and false righteousness, in terms of influence, the official document of the heavenly court is comparable to an excellent poem that can be praised through the ages?"

An Cheng whispered angrily.

"Niangniang, is it possible to make a better poem than this one to reach the top of the list?"

Suddenly, Zhu Bajie stood up and said.

The Queen Mother smiled: "Of course. ”

"Isn't the marshal a masterpiece?" Hua Tiandu's words were contemptuous.

Suddenly, several fox friends of Hua Tiandu burst into laughter.

Zhu Bajie looked angry, but he held back, and turned to look at Wenqu Xingjun and other immortals.

"Xingjun, please help the fairy."

Zhu Bajie bent down to pray.

Chang'e, who was already desperate, showed a trace of emotion on her face, but she didn't expect Tianpeng to dare to help her.

Wenqu Xingjun couldn't bear it, but he could only sigh lightly.

Zhu Bajie looked at several other sages who were known for their poetic talents, but they all shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

Is it so easy to make a great poem with a ten-zhang literary atmosphere?

"Niangniang, Weichen dared to ask the immortal list to be postponed for ten days, and if someone makes better poems within ten days, it can be regarded as a grand event."

Hua Tiandu said hypocritically, but there was arrogance in his tone.

He pondered a hundred years of work, and he wanted to surpass it in ten days?

Several great sages of culture and education were ashamed and angry, and Hua Tiandu was despising them.

"That's right." The Queen Mother said, "Well, if there is no one to make a good work, let it be peached." ”

When the feast begins, you can't write poetry.

No one objected to the immortals, they couldn't write poems that overwhelmed Hua Tiandu at the moment, and it would be a shame to go up.

But they all swore in their hearts that they would write better poems within ten days.

Many Taoist immortals are also considering asking those hidden sages to rescue Fairy Chang'e.

"Qi Yu Niangniang, Xiaoxian wants to make another poem to congratulate the immortals."

Just as the fairy was about to serve the peach, Jiang Xiaodong's voice sounded.

Yaochi was quiet again.