"The craftsmanship is good, it's delicious..."Tinglan broke the awkward atmosphere.

"Thanks for the compliment, maybe you're hungry, if you have condiments, I can bake the best thing in the world." Feng Ming said with regret, there is no chili flour, no pepper, no cumin in this world, how good can the food be!

Although he is telling the truth, in Tinglan's opinion, he is naturally bragging, after all, the age is there.

"Are you born with this kind of self-confidence, or do you use this self-confidence to cover up your low self-esteem?" Tinglan said unceremoniously.

Feng Ming turned his head and looked at the girl with a delicate face, "Perhaps, blind confidence is ignorance." ”

Listening to Lan's inner touch, I felt that I had said the wrong thing, "I didn't mean to hit you, in fact, it's good to be an ordinary person, compared to poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I feel that cultivation is a very boring thing, you have to fight and kill often, for the sake of cultivation resources, cultivators can deny their six relatives, kill their wives and children! Although they can live for a long day, but a retreat can easily take several years or even hundreds of years, what is the difference between it and a full and busy life of a mortal?"

Looking at the sky overhead, the rushing stream Feng Mingwan smiled, "This colorful world, over time, how many dynasties have disappeared in the long river, I didn't think about immortality, nor did I think about becoming a god, but fate gave me a different choice, if it was on the earth, I would go with the flow and be lost to everyone, find a woman who will accompany me for a lifetime and grow old slowly, but I came here, this strange and awe-inspiring world! If everyone is equal, it's just that, why is there a legend of your immortals!" Feng Ming shouted in his heart, full of helplessness.

"Thank you for your kindness, haven't you heard a word, unknown things are always full of yearning, how do you know that you can't do it if you haven't tried to work hard? ”

"How did you get to know Senior Brother Zhang Xu, Qianqin and I were directly invited by the sect, and there was no need to conduct an entrance assessment at all, but he deliberately lied and took us into your inn, presumably it was also your arrangement?"

Feng Ming nodded, this girl must have been suspicious when she came to find her, "Since you have long been suspicious, why don't you just debunk it?"

Hearing Lan shook his head, "Anyway, it won't be delayed for a few days, so I should come out and relax, I'm so big that in addition to cultivation and study, why do you want to refuse once?" I'm just curious, why do you want to approach Qianqin?"

Without waiting for Feng Ming to speak, Tinglan seemed to suddenly remember something, "I know, you want to enter the Qinglan Sect, right, you can't pass the normal assessment, but it's okay to go through the back door as a Qianqin and let you be a handyman, but I can do this, why don't you choose me?" Oh, I know..."

Tinglan suddenly raised his voice as if he had discovered a new continent, "Are you in love with Qianqin!"

Feng Ming had to admire the IQ of the woman in front of him, almost approaching the truth, and finally understood a sentence, no matter how quiet a woman is, she has a gossip heart!

"Why did you suddenly become a chatter, my impression of you has always been quite quiet..."Feng Ming quipped.

Hearing this, Lan Wenyan felt that his face was hot, and he spit out his fragrant tongue, "I don't know the hearts of good people, I'm helping you analyze the situation, okay!"

"Oh, then what purpose do you have?" Feng Ming muttered as he gulped down a piece of meat.

"As for me, the purpose is very simple, I want to know what your intentions are, and I just want to ask if this handkerchief is yours?" Tinglan took out the handkerchief and was stunned.

Feng Ming glanced at the handkerchief, "This is what I used a long time ago, you don't say that I forgot about its existence, if you like to give it to you..."

"I'm not rare, although the handkerchief is very special, but I prefer the poems above, how do I feel that something is missing, is it not finished?"

"Isn't poetry and poetry only learned by mortals, and you cultivators also have the leisure to study this?" Feng Ming was very curious, why Tinglan would be interested in his plagiarized poems.

"You don't understand this, existence is reasonable, the ancestor of the Qinglan Sect forgot the innocent people once said, the avenue depends on each other, nothing can exist alone, all things are born and restrained, poetry and music can wash the soul of the monk, reduce the possibility of falling into the devil. Legend has it that the mastery of the innocent is to enter the Tao with sound. It's a pity that it's been lost for a long time!" Listening to Lan Kan's words, Feng Ming, who listened to it, was stunned for a moment, this innocent person is really a genius, and music and rhythm can be practiced!

"Wait, what did you just say, existence makes sense, and all things are mutually reinforcing?

Feng Ming seemed to have discovered something, and was so excited that he grabbed Tinglan's hands.

Hearing Lan frowned, although he didn't know why Feng Ming was so reckless, he gently withdrew his hands, "Yes, of course such a great theory is from a naïve person, what's wrong, are you okay?"

Seeing Feng Mingshen's chattering appearance, Tinglan was very puzzled, "Back then, all the monks thought he was a madman, but it didn't take long for the innocent people to create the "Tianqin Jue", and one person and one qin defeated the heroes of the world. ”

"Can you take me into the Qinglan Sect, I can send you a few poems to help you cultivate your sentiments and increase your cultivation!"

"It depends on how your poem is, if you can't get into my eyes, I won't help you..."

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky..."Feng Ming didn't think about it, and took out this classic poem that has shocked China for thousands of years.

"Shut up, I treat you as a friend in vain, I didn't expect you to be such a person, how many people don't know about this masterpiece of forgetting innocence!" Tinglan was disgusted by Feng Ming's behavior, and felt that he was a liar!

"Hahaha, forgetfulness is really an earthling, this shameless look at things, and he actually likes to plagiarize!" Feng Ming was overjoyed when he heard this, he didn't expect that there was his own fellow here, and he was even more sure that he wanted to go to the country!

"Wait, what's the hurry, didn't I look for inspiration first, and I could see farther by standing on the shoulders of giants. Feng Ming said shamelessly.

Listening to Lan stopped, obviously not believing his nonsense, but he was attracted by his fallacy, I have to say that Feng Ming's alternative and uninhibited has a great impact on a girl with three strange views.

"Kanaru sake bucket ten thousand..."

"This is the early work of Forget the Innocent Man, "It's Hard to Walk"...", Tinglan said impatiently.

Feng Ming sweated like rain, and secretly scolded, "This damn forgetfulness is really a plagiarist, how many classics have you left in this world!"

"I know, I just want to test your poetry heritage, if you don't know these poems, I'm afraid you won't be able to appreciate my works!" Feng Ming was ashamed, his brain was running rapidly, thinking about which poems were more unpopular.

"Yes, listen up. Ten miles of Ping Lake is full of cool sky..."

"I've seen this one, and I don't think it's particularly outstanding!"

Feng Ming ignored it, and then read: "Every inch of green silk is sad for the Chinese year." Forget to protect the moon-shaped single, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal. ”

The same poem changed two sentences but the meaning changed greatly, listening to Lan Xiaojing like a flower, as if receiving the most beloved gift.

"Are you sure you made it yourself, the only one?" Tinglan couldn't help but ask.

"I swear by Feng Ming, what you hear is the only one in this world, if there is a similarity, it is purely a coincidence!" Feng Ming didn't say that he did it himself, and he wasn't sure if this world had passed through, at least that forgetfulness would not be there, after all, this was adapted from his own era, compared to time, that forgetfulness is thousands of years old...

Listening to this nondescript oath, listening to Lan was speechless for a while, from the realization that he was not in a proper shape to speak now, no wonder Qianqin looked down on him.

"Okay, I'll believe you once, go on, you're not talking about a song!"

Feng Ming doesn't dare to speak nonsense now, who knows what the old bastard is plagiarizing, in case the stuffing is revealed again, it will not be yellow mud falling into the dung pit, not shit is shit! To be on the safe side, you still have to study the "poems" handed down from the old things!

"That, you also think too much of me, you have to touch the scene and be inspired when composing poems, otherwise you won't be worried about giving new words! I owe it first, and when I have a new work, I will tell you as soon as I have a new work!" Feng Ming casually made up a reason, and then fooled it first.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and the scene became awkward again, with Feng Ming's three-inch incorruptible tongue, it was not here, but now there is too much information that needs to be digested. It has been too long since Forget Heaven has appeared in the world, I don't know if I am still alive now, if I enter the Qinglan Sect, how can I get in touch with the secret of Forget Heaven, and the questions that follow catch Feng Ming off guard.

"It's really challenging, at least the first step has been taken, and the next can only act on the opportunity, since forgetfulness can be mixed up in this world, as a fellow countryman, you can't be too ashamed..."

"That's... Listen to the blue girl, right, solemnly introduce the contemptible Feng Ming, the age of seventeen..."

"I know your name, you're so strange, it's rude to remember to introduce yourself after chatting for a long time..."

"Zhang Wuji is right, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she can't be messed with!"

I thought I would be angry when I heard Lan, but I didn't expect this girl to be silent for a moment, and actually asked, "Zhang Wuji is beautiful, right?"

Feng Ming's eyes widened and he looked at Tinglan very seriously.

"What's the matter, don't you feel like I'm the funny soul you call me?" Ting Lan grimaced and continued, "My name is Tinglan, it's nice to meet you..."

The two looked at each other and smiled, like old friends for many years...