"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

Lin Yun put away his sword.

I always feel that those three people are a little weird, and when they go out, they try to cause as little trouble as possible.

Wang Wanqiu nodded, but her spirit tightened even tighter.

After the flower fairy finished reading the poem to the people, she announced the official start of the poetry meeting.

Some dancers took to the stage and danced to the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras.

It was the first time Lin Yun had seen such a pure classical dance, and he was very focused on it for a while.

Not far away, Dongfang Hongyue's doppelganger had also been putting a trace of divine thought on Lin Yun's body, and seeing that he was so interested in other women, he couldn't help but feel on fire.

A bunch of vulgar powder, what's there to see!

Lin Yun's eyelids suddenly jumped a few times, but he didn't pay attention to the plump figure of the woman who led the dance on the stage.

Then the music, the dance!

When he came to the Immortal Cultivation Realm, Lin Yun hadn't watched the ball properly, the women in the Immortal Cultivation Realm were generally very good-looking, however, their figures were very crippled, just like Wang Wanqiu next to her, she didn't need to do too much disguise to pretend to be a man.

It's rare to see a woman with such a good figure, what's wrong with me looking twice?

How hard the undercover work is, how much pressure is so hot, it's understandable to decompress!

It's a pity that after a song, another flower fairy appeared.

Lin Yun couldn't help but complain in his heart: "Why do women have to wear veils when they go out?" Isn't this a form of discrimination against women? I'm shaking when I'm really angry in the hot sky, when will you women stand up! ”

Isn't wearing a veil all the time to whet people's appetite, although I think that after seeing the true appearance of the flower fairy, most of them will say that this is it?

But that's after you see it!

However, the flower fairy's voice is indeed good, crisp and pleasant, with the unique cold temperament of the monks of Guanghan Palace, but it will not give people a feeling of being unapproachable.

"Accompanied by the breeze and bright moon, full of friends and friends, on this good day, the Hanjiang poetry will come as promised......"

This speech reminded Lin Yun of the opening ceremony when he was a student.

The taste is a bit rushed.

It's a pity that it's not the golden autumn of October, and the osmanthus is fragrant.

“…… There are three themes of this poetry meeting, Wing Chun, Wing Flower, Wing Yue, the poem that won the top this time, will receive a limited edition of the Hanjiang Poetry Club provided by the Guanghan Palace, the Bright Moon Treasure Hairpin is the top grade magic weapon refined by the Guanghan Palace, which has the purpose of clearing the heart and calming the mind, and is the first choice for giving it to the beloved and expressing admiration. ”

Lin Yun: "......"

How did he smell the smell of advertising?

The Flower Fairy continued to announce the prizes for the second and third places, which were the Yuehua Immortal Clothes (medium-grade magic weapons) and Buyun Boots (low-grade magic weapons) refined by the Guanghan Palace.

In addition, the top ten can get the medal of the Hanjiang Poetry Society, with the medal, buy magic weapons, elixirs and other items in the Guanghan Palace, all of which are 7% off and valid for one year.

The way to decide the winner is very simple, everyone can participate, and after the three judges taste it first, they feel that they can participate in the competition, and then they will read it to everyone.

Each guest receives a complimentary flower, after which the flower is sold for 10 cents each, which is very cheap. You can buy flowers to help your favorite poems win the championship.

Good guys, Guanghan Palace is really good at playing!

Lin Yun also thought before that the poetry meeting is held every year, and eating and drinking at the poetry meeting is free, and the Guanghan Palace is not bloody?

Now he suddenly found out, good guys, these guests may make blood, but Guanghan Palace will definitely not lose.

But......

What does this have to do with me being a white prostitute?

I'm not going to buy anything anyway.

"Would you like to try it too?"

Wang Wanqiu saw that Lin Yun hadn't started writing before, and knew that Lin Yun probably didn't know how to write poetry, so this question was more casual.

"I'll forget it."

Dongfang Hongyue reminded him to keep a low profile, the vinegar jar at home is really not easy to serve!

Lin Yun thought proudly, but he didn't know that the vinegar jar had already exploded.

If it weren't for the fact that there were two other Demon Venerables there, Dongfang Hongyue would arrange for Lin Yun.

Lin Yun was thinking like this, and suddenly heard someone discussing the value of this Bright Moon Treasure Hairpin.

The market price is 1,000 taels of gold, and the limited edition sells for 10,000 is not too much.

Some people complained that it was useless and not worth the price, and some people responded that it was enough for this thing to look good, and the most important thing was the added value.

Ah......h

Lin Yun remembered that he didn't have much money until now, and he used Dongfang Hongyue's things before, and the clothes were all given by her.

After that, I went to Shenxiao Sect, and I have to prepare some money!

Done!

"I don't think it's okay to show off my talent in moderation."

"Then you're coming!"

Everyone has pen and ink in front of their small table, which they can use by themselves.

"What's the title?"

Lin Yun asked while holding a pen and paper.

"Spring, flowers, moon."

Wang Wanqiu was speechless for a moment, she didn't know the topic, she was too distracted.

Lin Yun began to ponder.

What poems are there that were written at the same time as the Spring Flower Moon? Let's just copy a song.

In no more than three seconds, Lin Yun had the answer in his mind.

Spring River Flower Moonlit Night.

With all three elements, we can give you a neat job if you come to the river and the night.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together."

Lin Yun wrote these two sentences, and asked Wang Wanqiu to take a look, in case someone else wrote it, it would be a shame to take it out again.

His knowledge reserve is relatively low, so it is right to ask Wang Wanqiu.

Wang Wanqiu thought that Lin Yun was messing around at first, and she was still thinking about where to start, so she glanced at Lin Yun's poems impatiently, and was stunned when she saw it.

With these two sentences alone, she felt wonderful.

"It turns out that you can write poetry......"

"Of course, what do you think?"

"It's only two sentences, I can't see anything, you should at least finish it first."

Wang Wanqiu was thinking that Lin Yun would write a few sentences of this poem.

"Okay, then I'll continue."

Since Wang Wanqiu hasn't seen it, it means that there is no problem and you can copy it.

Lin Yunfen writes hard, his brush writing is originally relatively ordinary, and he has practiced some penmanship before, but his hands are not very steady.

But now, he is already an immortal cultivator, his heart is not flustered, his hands are not shaking, and this time, he wrote a piece of paper.

Ah, this, how can you write it on a piece of paper......

Wang Wanqiu was also stunned.

How could he write so quickly? Don't you even need to think about it?

Looking at the artistic conception of the poem again, at the beginning, it depicted the beautiful night scene of the Spring River, however, when it came to who saw the moon for the first time on the riverside, and when the river moon shone at the beginning of the year, Wang Wanqiu couldn't help but move in her heart.

Her thoughts were drawn by the artistic conception of the poem, as if she was following the long river of time and saw the first person looking back at the moon by the river.

Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year,

Generations of people are born, old, sick and dying, but this moon is eternal.

So, is this the meaning of my generation of monks, asking for immortals?

Wang Wanqiu's Dao heart was shaken because of this question in the poem, but she quickly strengthened her Dao heart.

At the same time, a mysterious aura spread from her, and Wang Wanqiu herself was immersed in an epiphany and did not wake up, but the rest of the Hanjiang Poetry Society felt it.

For a while, everyone was shocked!

Lin Yun: "??? ”

I haven't finished writing yet, so you're going to **?