The old gentleman of Wenzong had a cloudy look on his face, and his junior brother saw that his senior brother had not spoken for a long time, and he boldly shouted to Yuan Wanying: "Little junior sister, finish writing this poem!" ”

Yuan Wanying is not really a seven-year-old child, and when she sees this, there is nothing she doesn't understand-she has no qualifications in this world, and theoretically she can't enter any immortal gate.

But I don't know why, a poem she picked up casually looked amazing.

Knowing her chance, I am afraid that it will fall on the poem under her hand, Yuan Wanying took a deep breath, her eyes gradually focused, and the disturbances in her ears gradually moved away, and finally, she picked up the pen without distraction and did it in one go:

"You don't need to raise a hall to live in peace, you have your own golden house in the book."

"Don't hate to go out with no one, there are so many cars and horses in the book."

"Don't hate unscrupulous matchmakers when you marry a wife, there is Yan Ruyu in the book!"

Every time she wrote a line, the old gentleman's junior brother read it out loud.

But although his voice was loud, it was completely drowned out by the sound of a tight bell.

Before Yuan Wanying finished writing, she rang seven times, and when she finished writing, there were twelve rings in a row!

Looking at the finished poem again, it has completely changed its appearance, these fifty-six words are all shining with golden light, and above the white jade-like scroll, there are many visions-

In front of a mansion, a luxury car stopped surrounded by many cars and horses, and in the deepest part of the mansion, there was a small building made of gold.

Yuan Wanying was stunned, what is the situation? She just acquiesced in Song Zhenzong's persuasion!

Although this poem has been widely circulated, it is really not ranked among the famous Tang and Song Dynasty poems that are as bright as the starry sky.

How can you go from 2D to 3D directly?!

Yuan Wanying was full of surprise, the fingertips holding the brush moved, and she had the intention to write another famous poem to test it, but when she looked up, she was startled-

All the immortal masters looked at her with fiery eyes, Yuan Wanying had no doubt that in the eyes of the old rich man of the Qi Sect, she was the little golden abacus, and in the eyes of the immortal masters of the Danxia Sect, she was a thousand-year-old miraculous medicine!

The immortal masters looked excited: "Zhenguo! There was a poem about the town! "Little friends are talented!"

The old rich man of the Instrument Sect remained silent, and while reaching out to take this pair of golden jade-like scrolls, he said with a smile: "The word Xiaoyou, the old body has collected it." ”

It's a pity that he's fast, the idiot is faster, this guy doesn't know when he squatted under the table, directly caught the bottom of the scroll, and quickly pumped, so the top of the scroll looked quite delicate and cute, and the very small mansion beauty was scattered in a flash, turned into a little golden light, and returned to the word.

The old gentleman was finally relieved, and silently praised his junior brother with his eyes: Well done!

The old rich man of the Instrument Sect smiled undiminishedly, although it was a pity that he couldn't find the golden eggs, but the chickens that could lay the golden eggs were still there!

He looked at Yuan Wanying with a smile and said again: "Xiaoyou likes delicate little things?" Are you willing to join my Instrument Sect? ”

The colors of the other immortal masters changed greatly, and they all took a sip in their hearts - shameless!

On the face, they were more amiable than the other, scrambling to promote their own sects, and they were much more enthusiastic than before, when they were projected in front of the people.

This family promised the position of true disciple, and the other family sent the treasure of the immortal family, you are competing for me, the old gentleman said in a high voice with a blue face: "The little junior sister has been accepted by the old man on behalf of the teacher, and she has entered my Wenzong!" ”

"Let's all disperse!"

The smile on the face of the old rich man of the Qizong was always the same, just like the common Maitreya Buddha in the temple, but the words that came out of his mouth were heart-wrenching: "With all due respect, in this small secret realm of Wenzong, the aura has been so thin that only one out of ten children has immortal assets, Senior Brother Wen should not mislead people's children!" ”

The other immortal masters nodded one after another, and some even took out the book directly as evidence, which clearly wrote how many children had passed today's test, and finally passed a few people.

Everyone spoke in unison at this time, clearly making up their minds, kicking Wenzong out of the game first, and then the rest of the people relied on their own abilities.

The old gentleman was so angry that his face became more and more gloomy, but he couldn't say anything to refute it at all.

When the immortal masters were proud, the idiot whispered: "What if the aura is abundant, the little junior sister is a stone body!" ”

Although his voice was small, he chose the interlude when everyone was talking in one breath, and all the immortal masters heard it clearly, and they couldn't pretend that they couldn't hear it.

The old gentleman's expression was quick and relaxed, and his eyes were quite strange when he looked at his junior brother, perhaps, he was too strict with his junior brother on weekdays.

So, when the dust settled, the old gentleman accepted apprentices on behalf of the teacher, and Yuan Wanying became the upstart of Wenzong.

Repeatedly told to go home for a long time, pack up and come back quickly, the old gentleman stuffed her with a jade pendant, only said that if something happened, he would drop the jade pendant, he would know, and he would rush over as soon as possible.

In fact, this is the child of the mother's pendant, the normal usage is to input the aura, you can talk to each other, although the distance should not be too far, such as across two secret realms, even in the same secret realm, the effective distance is often only about a thousand miles.

It's enough in the countryside.

But who let the little junior sister not have the slightest aura, and this instantly communicating Zimu Pei has been reduced to something like a warning talisman: as soon as the Zipei falls, a crack will immediately appear on the mother's Pei.

Yuan Yuzhu accepted the two hundred taels of Anjiayin given by the old gentleman, and seeing that his youngest daughter was not in good spirits, he did not put her on his head again, but hugged her in his arms, took his wife, and walked home slowly.

After leaving the county seat and walking some distance, Yang Jiuniang reached out and patted her daughter's head, and said softly: "If you are sleepy, sleep for a while." ”

Yuan Wanying's eyelids couldn't be lifted immediately, and the little girl soon let out a slight sound.

Her true spirit was instantly immersed in the true spirit space, Yuan Wanying was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted that she did not fall asleep naturally, but was manipulated by her mother, so there was this kind of situation where the body was asleep, but the true spirit was awake.

Yuan Wanying immediately opened the perspective of the true spirit, and she suddenly realized that her mother, who was a little delicate and cunning, was probably not as simple as it seemed.

There was no sound outside, as if her parents had been on their way.

Just when Yuan Wanying thought that she was too careful, Yang Jiuniang suddenly said: "If it weren't for this little cub, I would have watched the birth from my belly, and stared at it every day, I really want to wonder if someone was transferred!" ”

Her tone was unhappy, "Although I think she's smart on weekdays, I only think she follows you and me." ”

"Where did you think it would be so smart!"

"Zhenguo, hehe!"

"My daughter actually made a poem about the town!"