Wang Wanqiu broke through to the state of mind.

Her talent is actually very good, and she has experienced life and death several times, and she has long been on the verge of breaking through, and she was stimulated by Lin Yun's poems and broke through on the spot.

However, when she stepped into the state of mind, Wang Wanqiu realized that she was actually just climbing from one mountain to the bottom of another.

From the realm of cultivating the gods to the state of guarding the mind, at this time the divine thoughts can also be called the mind.

Guarding the state of mind is a stage of cultivation with great fluctuations in combat power, because people's hearts also change, and it is also dangerous at this stage, and the heart is more likely to be disturbed by the outside world.

Not only that, guarding the state of mind is also more likely to breed demons, the so-called demons of the heart, not really demons, but people's thoughts are mixed, some ideas are positive, some thoughts are negative and lazy, those negative energy is equivalent to the demons of the heart.

At this stage, it is necessary to keep one's heart unshaken, so it is called guarding the state of mind.

Once the heart guard fails, the realm will fall at the least, and the body will die.

Wang Wanqiu also understood the three major obsessions in her heart now.

One is to slay demons and eliminate demons and protect the right path in the world.

The second is to save the Master.

The third is to seek the avenue.

"Thank you."

Wang Wanqiu said from the bottom of her heart.

If it weren't for Lin Yun's poems, probably, she would have been able to break through if she returned to the Sword Sect to recuperate for a period of time.

But this is not certain, even if she has gone through many trials, she may still not be able to advance for ten years or even decades.

In short, it's true that it's broken through now.

"You're welcome."

Lin Yun was smiling, but he was very irritable in his heart.

I thought I was here for nothing, but I was prostituted by someone else.

You read the poem I copied and broke through, and you didn't even give money!

It's very angry.

Especially looking at the dense paper, Lin Yun was also speechless for a while.

Why did I choose this one in a flash?

That's a long time.

However, since this poem can help Wang Wanqiu break through the realm, I think it should be stable, right?

Lin Yun wrote the last sentence, thought about it, and signed two words at the end.

Anonymous.

Although it is said that copying documents in another world is already a basic operation, Lin Yun is also embarrassed to sign his name. He was reluctant to leave the treasure unused, and it wouldn't be fragrant to bring 10,000 taels of gold!

That's good.

When Wang Wanqiu broke through the realm, some people looked at Lin Yun's side, but no one dared to disturb out loud, the unfinished poems can give people insights and make people break through the realm, what will happen after they are written?

So, everyone is waiting.

As soon as Lin Yun finished writing, a maid came over, picked up a stack of papers and sent it to the judges.

The other contestants were also shocked when they saw this scene, this guy, write so fast, and there are so many?

For a while, those who were still thinking about competition were all thinking hard, but they were mainly looking at the excitement, but they were all looking at the judges' seats.

The maid laid out the poems, and the three judges began to appreciate them.

The flower fairy is also one of the judges, and the other two judges are the dean of the Cold Moon Academy and a well-known talent, these two are of course just joining in the fun, mainly to see the meaning of the Guanghan Palace.

They can also put forward some different opinions, after all, there is a conflict to have the effect of the show!

Arch the fire and support different people separately, otherwise, how could the onlookers use money to buy flowers?

However, this time it was a little different, after reading it, the flower fairy said hello three times in a row, and even started the recitation in person.

Moreover, with every step, the flower fairy reads a sentence.

Everyone's eyes followed the flower fairy, knowing that she was going to Lin Yun's side, they were even more envious.

However, the flower fairy walked awkwardly, but it was embarrassing.

The effect she expected was that she walked in front of Lin Yun, and the poem had just finished reading, and then, she said a few words to Lin Yun to express her amazement, so that others would be more hostile to Lin Yun.

Envy is the original sin.

So when you vote, others will definitely not vote for Lin Yun.

But there are also some who will follow her call and really think that Lin Yun writes well, so there can be a big war.

Only by fighting fiercely can she make more money.

However......

Why is this damn poem so long!

It's almost in front of Lin Yun, and the poem hasn't finished yet, which is very embarrassing.

It would be silly to continue to stand still and recite poetry.

If you don't finish it, you can't do it.

At this time, she can only use her superpowers.

"Fellow Daoist, I'll walk up to you later, please look into my eyes, and then slowly finish reading the rest of the poem."

Lin Yun heard the flower fairy's transmission, looked at her eyes again, and understood her embarrassment in seconds.

Aha, are the saints of the Righteous Sect so funny?

Wouldn't it be okay if you didn't pretend to be forced sooner?

Lin Yun blinked, looking confused.

"When it's done, I'll give you a thousand taels."

Lin Yun still didn't seem to hear it.

"Gold."

Lin Yun winked at the flower fairy.

I didn't want to recite poetry in public, but ......

She gave too much.

So, when the flower fairy came over, Lin Yun also seemed to be fascinated by her, looked into her eyes, and slowly read out the content behind.

Then, Lin Yun also understood why the flower fairy wanted to give money.

Indeed, it would seem silly to stand here and recite poetry, especially when everyone else is looking at you.

Lin Yun had no choice but to look up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, just in time to see the moon. The breeze blew, and Lin Yun smelled a fragrance of flowers, this fragrance seemed familiar.

Lin Yun reacted instantly, and then, he didn't dare to turn his head.

it!

The Holy Maiden of Guanghan Palace is an undercover agent of the Imperial Spirit Sect?

Shocked, why is the Imperial Spirit Sect?

The strength of Guanghan Palace is much stronger than that of the Imperial Spirit Sect, the status of the rivers and lakes is higher, and the saint is the future palace master, isn't it fragrant to be a palace master?

Lin Yun suddenly thought of a lot, such as the Holy Maiden Wu Miao and so on.

cough cough cough, the mind is not healthy, in short, adjust the mentality, you can't go out of the way.

He knew that the flower fairy must have recognized him.

As Lin Yun expected, the flower fairy was indeed looking at him, but her eyes were full of admiration.

The eyes of the men present all changed into the shape of lemons, and not far away, the incarnation of Dongfang Hongyue almost burst into flames.

Finally, Lin Yun finished reading the poem, and the poetry meeting was quiet again.

Other people who were still writing poetry saw such a powerful opponent, and they didn't know how to write for a while.

Forget it, you can't compete for the first place, let's see if the second and third can fight!

However, at this moment, only one person was heard to say impassionedly: "The talent of the world, or like a firefly, or like a candle, my Wang Lang boasts that he is like the stars, how did he expect to meet his brother, how can the light of the stars compete with the bright moon, this poem, Wang is ashamed to offer ugliness again." ”

With that, he tore the paper in front of him clean.

The flower fairy's eyes widened suddenly.

, don't make trouble!

As soon as Wang Lang said this, in the future, when others talk about Lin Yuncai as bright as the moon, they will definitely remember that Wang Lang who said these words is like a star.

Everyone else is fireflies.

It's not important, the important thing is that if everyone present doesn't have the confidence to write a better poem than Lin Yun, who would dare to write?

Isn't writing just offering ugliness?

For a time, there were not a few people who followed Wang Lang and tore up their poems.

With the herd effect, everyone began to tear up.

Flower Fairy: "......"

This sound was like a thousand sharp blades, tearing the wound in her heart.

How much do I have to lose......