Chapter 228: Flower Appreciation Poetry Party
Three days later, Chen Yang had returned to school and continued to live his leisurely life.
It's just that there is still a problem now, that is, the injury of the soul seems to have worsened a little, and in the past three days, Chen Yang has a headache from time to time.
But Taishang Laojun didn't pass the friend application for a long time, and Chen Yang looked a little depressed.
Of course, Wude Xingjun and Erlang Zhenjun both asked, and as expected, Wude Xingjun didn't have the goods, because he didn't know how to make alchemy, so he could only ask someone else for it, Erlang Zhenjun did have it, but it was used to restore the Yuan Shen, the pill was too advanced, Chen Yang couldn't use it, and he didn't dare to use it, in case the medicine was too strong and the soul exploded, then Chen Yang couldn't die anymore, even if the gods came, they couldn't be saved.
The immortals who should ask also asked, about the low-level medicine of restoring the soul, it is estimated that only Taishang Laojun can refine it, but this kind of great immortal, although the person is good, but he often dives, and he is basically not there when he is looking for someone.
However, there are many benefits to this battle!
One is the Tianmen Order that can command the six hermit families, and now Chen Yang has it, it is also a good thing, if there is really a shortage of money to spend in the future, as soon as the Tianmen Order comes out, well, send me money, anyway, the six hermit families have a thousand-year history, and they are basically known as rich and rival the country.
The second is to destroy the big devil of Yun Batian, and the merits obtained are actually more than one million!
It's simply, those wicked people who were killed before are nothing compared to this Cloud Tyrant!
The current Chen Yang is not too little for this merit at all, as much as he has, but how can he pay back the 80 million merit he still owes?
Since the last time he was cheated by the God of Food, Chen Yang's merit income in the fairy world has basically disappeared, which is also a very painful thing, until now, Chen Yang has not found a new way to earn merit.
It's boring to be idle, it's better to go into the fairy WeChat group and talk nonsense with the gods, maybe you can find some business opportunities.
It's been a long time since I've seen the fairy water group, and when I go in and take a look, it seems that I'm doing some kind of activity again.
The third prince of Nezha: "The flower viewing conference to be held in the near future, ah, I am kind, I knew that I would read more books back then, and now I want to write poems, and I won't know anything!" â
Giant Spirit God: "Alas, the Queen Mother is also really interesting, but it's a pity that I can't write poetry!" â
Fairy Chang'e: "(smiles) You have to read more books in the future, otherwise, you will only be greedy!" â
Tai Bai Xing: "Everyone, if you want to participate in the flower viewing meeting, hurry up and send your masterpiece, and I will present it to the Queen Mother tomorrow." â
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Hanami viewing party!?
Writing poetry!?
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked through the chat history.
It turned out that the Queen Mother held a flower-viewing meeting, which also included a poetry meeting, and also set up the top three awards!
The first place can get a mystery prize, the second place can get 50 million merits, and the third place can get a nine-god level treasure robe!
it! And such a good thing?
Chen Yang couldn't help but gasp, give me a second place!
I don't want anything else, just give me a second place!
The problem is, I can't write poetry!
Chen Yang smiled bitterly, and saw that at this time, in the chat group, Erlang Zhenjun sent a message.
"Taibai, look at my poem, the blue sky is like water, the silver is shallow, and the golden waves are clear...... Every year and this night, the Yulou is in this luxury. â
Tai Bai Xing: "Erlang's writing is really excellent, I'll write it down immediately!" â
Lu Dongbin: "Envy, Taibai, I also have a song, you see, the autumn equinox stops overnight, and the gloom is the most crystalline...... He has nothing to do with the sun, and the morning chicken can't listen to it. â
Tai Bai Xing: "Okay, yes, yes, I also wrote down this one!" â
Djinn God: "I can't read what ...... written."
The third prince of Nezha: "Uh...... Me too......"
Yue Lao: "I have to say that Erlang and Dongbin are both great talents among the immortals!" These two poems have a very good artistic conception, not bad, not bad, indeed good poems! â
Fuhu Arhat: "I also have one!" â
Descending Dragon Arhat: "Fuhu, don't make trouble, I'm afraid that if you say it, you will be laughed at by the immortals." â
Fuhu Arhat: "Forehead ......"
Shunfeng Ear: "Is there anything else!?" â
Lei Gong: "Do you want to, I'll write one too!" â
Electric Mother: "Don't be ashamed. â
Forehead......
Chen Yang frowned, it seems that when these people became immortals, people like Li Bai, Du Fu, Su Shi and the like had not yet been born, right?
Well, for the sake of the reward, I'll have to try!
Thinking of this, Chen Yang immediately said: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, raise your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown." â
After sending it, he silently watched the reaction of the immortals.
If someone says that they have heard of it, or where they have heard it, Chen Yang will give up immediately, otherwise it will be found to be plagiarism or misappropriation, and it will be a big trouble.
However, not long after this sentence was issued, Erlang God replied: "I didn't expect Shaoyang to be a blockbuster!" Good poetry, really good poetry! exuding a strong sense of thought, I can't help but think a little of the days in the mortal world! â
Yue Lao: "It is indeed a good poem, and reading it makes me feel a little inexplicably melancholy......"
Tai Bai Xing: "Shaoyang Immortal Friend, the poem is a good poem, but can you change it?" Reading this poem, there is a hint of melancholy! At the time of the cherry blossom viewing meeting, I'm afraid it's ......"
Chen Yang was stunned, I'll take it, you really don't know Li Bai?
This silent night thinks about the current kindergarten will memorize it!
The corners of Chen Yang's mouth twitched, since this is the case, then I'm not welcome, I thought about it, and hurriedly put on a song: "When is the bright moon, ask Qingtian for wine...... I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. â
A song of Su Shi's water tune was sent by Chen Yang, and the fairy WeChat group suddenly became quiet.
Fairy Chang'e: "Shaoyang Immortal Friends are really talented, which makes the little fairy ashamed!" â
Erlang Zhenjun: "Shaoyang, I'm ashamed!" â
Lu Dongbin: "Envy, I'm also ashamed!" â
Yue Lao: "Good poetry! Good poetry! â
Djinn God: "Good poetry! Good poetry! â
The third prince of Nezha: "Giant spirit, do you understand?" â
Djinn God: "No......"
Dragon Descending Arhat: "Then what are you fooling around?" â
Djinn God: "Isn't it okay to say good poetry?" (crying)"
Tai Bai Xing: "Shaoyang Immortal Friend, I have already written down this poem, and I will definitely present it to the Queen Mother as soon as possible tomorrow, and I think Niangniang will also praise it!" â
Forehead......
Chen Yang couldn't help but blush.
This is not what he wrote, people praise him so much, Rao is Chen Yang is thick-skinned, and he is quite embarrassed.
No one knows, right?
Chen Yang was a little apprehensive, just like the feeling of being caught by the teacher when cheating, but he really couldn't resist the temptation of the top three rewards, no, the second place to be precise!
As soon as he gritted his teeth, Chen Yang held back his shame and replied: "Youlao is too white to be an immortal!" â
No matter what, for the sake of the 50 million merits, I don't want the festival!
Anyway, this group of immortals doesn't know Su Shi and others! Give a chance to cheat for free, don't be in vain!
Tai Bai Xing: "It's okay, if the poems of Shaoyang Immortal Friends are selected, when the time comes, you can come to this flower viewing conference to take a look!" â
Erlang Zhenjun: "Will Shaoyang also come!" What a good thing! Shaoyang, when the time comes, come to my True Monarch Palace, let's drink bitterly! â
Wude Xingjun: "@å°éģ, Shaoyang Daxian, do you want to come to Heaven?" All right! I've wanted to meet you for a long time! â
I'll go, even the martial arts will be blown up!
Brother Yang and the like are naturally called in private, and in the group, Wu De will still call Daxian.
However, in the face of this situation, Chen Yang had already seemed relatively calm, and he was not panicked, and after thinking about it, he replied: "@åĪŠį―éæ, Taibai Shangxian, I am now in retreat and cultivating, I'm afraid this flower viewing meeting will not come, if Niangniang asks, please help me say it, lest Niangniang blame, and when I get out of the customs in the future, I must find Niangniang to apologize!" â
Erlang Zhenjun: "That's right! Shaoyang is refining Dao weapons! I forgot about it! â
Tai Bai Xing: "It's okay, when the time comes, I should tell the Queen Mother, Shaoyang Immortal Friends don't have to worry about Niangniang to blame!" With this poem, I'm afraid it's not good to blame if I want to, haha! â
Yue Lao: "Yes! The Queen Mother has always liked lyrics, but I'm afraid that if I'm to blame, I just have to find Shaoyang Immortal Friends to write a few more poems! â
The corners of Chen Yang's mouth grinned, I'm not afraid of this!
Three hundred Tang poems are here, and it can't be difficult for me~!