I saw that the big words on the paper were vigorous and powerful, as if there was a fist intent in it, and it was a little gentle.

"The lotus leaf is five inches of lotus flowers, and sticking to the waves does not hinder the painting of the boat; In August and September, it can also cover the waist of a beauty. ”

A beautiful woman read softly.

"What a beautiful verse ......"

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"Brother Li is talented!"

"At first glance, it is a poem written by immortals!"

“……”

There are beauties on the group of beauties on the list, and there are also commercial touts of the Tianjiao on the true spirit list.

In all fairness, Zhang Xuansheng thinks this poem is not bad, but this is too licking a dog!

This Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers is almost all the flowers in the world, but the place where this pavilion is located has no water around, and naturally there are no lotus flowers.

There are so many flowers that can be written, but the first lotus is written, and sure enough, licking the dog always does not miss any opportunity to lick it.

But after that, the level of poetry written by people became very average.

Although nothing appeared, "Ah, this flower is so beautiful." ", but it really can't get into Zhang Xuansheng's eyes.

But whenever someone makes a poem, someone will praise each other, and the atmosphere is also lively.

Zhang Xuansheng's thoughts flew to the sea of flowers, wondering what the legendary Great Dao Immortal Flower was like?

Could it be that it is not yet time to be born? Otherwise, according to his past experience, shouldn't he have come out and run in front of his face?

Listening to the voice of the warbler Yanyan around him, Zhang Xuansheng suddenly picked up his pen and wrote two lines of poetry, and then seemed to be a little dissatisfied, shook his head again, crumpled the rice paper, and threw it on the ground.

He felt that it was not good for him to be a thief in the literary world like this, the literature of his hometown in his previous life should not be used in this kind of place, spelling poetry with them, and he couldn't improve his cultivation, so what if he won?

According to Tan Wan's plan, as long as he defeats Wang Chengcheng, who may come later, he will naturally become famous.

Thinking of this, she stood up, leaned back slightly, and stretched.

This move attracted the attention of many Tianjiao on the True Spirit List, and even the fairies on the Qunfang List lost their minds for a moment.

In fact, many Tianjiao on the True Spirit List have been paying attention to this, after all, the fairy named Zhang Xuanyue is really beautiful.

Sitting by the pavilion and not talking to others, Zhang Xuanyue, who was wearing a Luo skirt, was like a fairy flower in the clouds, lonely and lonely.

The sometimes slightly frowning brows and empty and distant eyes can't help but remind people of the mountains and yellow leaves in the mortal autumn valley, with the loneliness of the world, which makes people feel distressed.

It makes people feel difficult to approach, and they can't bear to disturb it.

If Zhang Xuansheng knew what those people were thinking, I am afraid that he would vomit out last night's meal.

He's just bored, and he's just going to go out and have some fun.

"Sister Xuanyue, everyone has almost done it, why don't you come to a song?"

But apparently, someone didn't quite want it to go his way.

Zhang Xuansheng looked back at Jiang Huanshui, and the other party had just written a good poem, which won unanimous praise.

Jiang Huanshui was very simple-minded, she had previously observed that Zhang Xuanyue was suspected of writing a poem, and then abandoned it.

After that, he has been sitting by the pavilion, looking at the sea of flowers, looking worried, presumably stumped by the poetry.

Think about it, being able to achieve immortal venerable in your twenties is already a world-shattering qualification, where is there still effort to work poetry?

Although it is nothing if you can't make a poem, it is also a pleasant thing to make the other party a clown.

Zhang Xuansheng looked at Jiang Xunshui like an idiot, and then glanced at Fan Bailian, and said in his heart that your sister's rank seems to be higher than you.

"Yes, my sister just saw that my sister seems to have made a poem, if you really can't think of a new work, why don't you read us the previous poem?"

Another fairy echoed and said, Zhang Xuansheng speculated that most of them were also from Tianxiang Kingdom.

"My sister is clumsy, so don't let my sisters laugh."

Zhang Xuansheng shook his head and smiled.

This behavior is a sign of weakness in the eyes of Qunfang.

In the eyes of those True Spirit Rankings, this Xuanyue Fairy is so pitiful, are the other fairies a little too forceful?

"Since Fairy Xuanyue is not good at this, there is no need to force it, why don't we discuss some cultivation topics next?"

A True Spirit List Tianjiao opened his mouth to play a round and said, he had just noticed that the cultivation of the "Xuanyue Fairy" seemed to be very high, and this topic must be appropriate.

Someone started, and a few more True Spirit List Tianjiao followed, which immediately made the fairies a little surprised, and they were shocked by Zhang Xuanyue in their hearts.

Zhang Xuansheng smiled and nodded thankfully at those True Spirit List Tianjiao, he seemed to understand the mentality of a tea master now.

"Hey, why is there a ball of paper here?"

A fairy picked up a ball of paper from the ground and said "puzzled".

Zhang Xuansheng was a little speechless, and then glanced at Fan Bailian, he had just noticed that the other party had used some cultivation, so he "pushed" the ball of paper to the feet of the fairy.

When the other party exercised, his sense of familiarity became clearer, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly woke up, isn't this the Great Sun Rock Sutra?

Fan Bailian is a descendant of Da Dianyin, oh no, Da Lei Yin Temple? Or is it someone who has been passed on?

He also has a meritorious golden body pagoda, which is the treasure of the town temple of Da Lei Yin Temple, and it seems that he will have to ask Fan Bailian about something in private in the future.

"That's just a scrap from before."

Zhang Xuansheng shook his head, meaning don't take it out and slander everyone's eyes.

But the fairy was obviously instructed to open it on the spot and show the contents of the rice paper.

She was waiting for everyone's wonderful eyes, waited for two breaths, but found that there was no movement, so she also looked up at the rice paper suspiciously.

I saw that the big characters on the paper were written by Hongmeng Purple Qi, the rhyme was natural, but the pen was sharp, revealing a little sword energy, which made people feel like seeing a peerless sword hanging in the air.

"A thousand reds gather in the deep valley, and I don't send them when the group is fragrant; When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. ”

In just two lines of poetry, it can't be said to be very literary, but the meaning of the pun and the awe-inspiring domineering spirit revealed in it have calmed everyone.

This poem has three meanings, one is that the flowers in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers have bloomed, but there is still the legendary Great Dao Immortal Flower that has not yet been born, and when it blooms, all the fairy flowers in the valley will bow their heads.

The second is to satirize the fairies present, especially those flowers who frequently write poems and "compete for beauty".

The poet clearly shows that he disdains to compete with the group, so he does not want to join the ranks of poets.

But the last sentence is also named, after my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers are killed, and a momentum of dominating the world is coming, it seems that she is the emperor of the flowers, and she is the first in this group of flowers!