Chapter 412: Peach's Death
"The demons are gone, where is the demon power?" Night Shake glanced at Qianyang with disgust.
"Master, the demon is gone? The demon ran away! Qianyang was in a hurry.
The words that were about to tell Qianyang's night shake light suddenly changed when it came to his mouth: "You only know now that it's gone, why did you go earlier?" Knowing that as a cultivator, you can actually let people steal things while you are asleep, don't you feel ashamed? β
"Master, the apprentice knows his mistakes." Qianyang cried with a sad face, "Let's go and get the demon back." β
"The demon is gone." Night Shake Light Road.
"Gone? Why is it gone? β
"I was eaten by your master." Ye Shaoguang replied angrily.
"Eaten?" Qianyang's eyes suddenly brightened, "Master, is the demon delicious?" β
Night Shake Light: "......"
God, please raise your noble hand and let me go, and take away this stupid apprentice how he came to be.
Ye Shaoguang suddenly turned around with tears streaming down her face, and then walked towards the dining hall, seeing that Qianyang was about to follow, she suddenly paused and turned around: "Go, wash, it's enough for you to be stupid, don't be sloppy." β
"Yes, I'll go." Then a gust of wind disappeared.
Night Shake Light was waiting for him in the cafeteria, many students saw Night Shake Light, they couldn't help but ask with concern, now Night Shake Light in the hearts of all students has been tall enough to surpass Wen Tingzhan and Xuan Lin, seeing Night Shake Light filled with several large food boxes, and also intimately asked if you want to help, Night Shake Light refused with a smile, and soon Qianyang rushed over, holding four food boxes in one hand, and followed Night Shake Light back to their school.
The night shook and the sky was clear above the entire Bailu Academy, and everyone was very happy, and everyone was already numb to the amount of six people that Qianyang ate, and they didn't mention it.
Today is the championship of the incense competition, but the championship of the painting competition, after discussion between Xu Yuan and several mountain chiefs, everyone has no opinion, and it is scheduled for this morning. Ye Shaoguang and the others still went to cheer up Qin Dun, but the final result was still that Gu Moxibustion won, this is a matter of strength, Qin Dun is indeed very talented in painting skills, but when he encounters Gu Moxibustion, he is destined to have no chance of winning, otherwise the person who makes the demon in the painting will not look at Gu Moxibustion.
Everyone comforted Qin Dun, and Qin Dun lost convincingly in the two games.
In the afternoon, it was the championship of the Xiang Competition, Wen Tingzhan wanted to participate, everyone had an early lunch break, and then went to the arena energetically as if they were competing.
The competition is very open-ended, and there are no restrictions on making a new spice for two hours. In fact, the process of making incense is very complicated, two hours is impossible, all that is required here is to have incense, and it does not have to be a finished product at all. In order to save time for the competition, the topic has been made public yesterday, that is, let the two students prepare the spices they need in advance, and now they will hand the spices to several doctors and the head of the local perfumery family in Zhongzhou, and they can be used without problems. Wen Tingzhan actually got a piece of fragrant gelt the size of a small fingernail, and the fragrant gel inexplicably lost its fragrance when it left the cave, and at this moment it was a small ball of crystal, and several auditors didn't know what it was, but they could be sure that it was non-toxic, and it passed.
The process of making incense is more interesting than painting, because every step is presented in everyone's eyes, just half an hour has passed, there is an intoxicating fragrance spreading, everyone is sure that this is from Wen Tingzhan's opponent, Wen Tingzhan did not stop working, but there is no fragrance in his incense burner, everyone is puzzled.
About an hour later, the opponent had finished making the incense, and that aroma really made people can't help but inhale continuously, and the indescribable breath just makes people want to be intoxicated.
Master Xuezheng and several judges nodded frequently, Ye Shaoguang and the others were a little worried about Wen Tingzhan, his incense burner added a lot of fragrant things, but until now there is still no aroma, maybe the aroma is too light, suppressed by the opponent, so it can't be smelled.
Time passed minute by minute, an hour and a half passed, the opponent's aroma had been dissipated, Wen Tingzhan's still had no aroma, now everyone was sure that Wen Tingzhan did not make a fragrant incense, and Wen Tingzhan sat motionless in front of the desk from half an hour ago, if it weren't for the incense burner and white smoke drifting, everyone estimated that he didn't plan to play at all.
About a quarter of an hour before the end of the game, Wen Tingzhan finally reached out to uncover the incense burner, he poured the juice from the peach blossoms into it, and finally a little bit of the fragrance of the peach blossoms overflowed, about half a pillar of incense time, he picked up the incense gel with tweezers and threw it in.
When he covered the incense burner, the smoke of the incense burner disappeared in vain, and everyone was stunned, and then the sky did not know when it was stained with blood, and the light of the setting sun was covered by this blood, and countless birds flew over, wave after wave, hovering in the sky.
"There is an aura!" Night Shake was startled.
Whenever there is something shocking in the heavens and the earth, the heavens and the earth will change color, the vision will arise, and the aura will suddenly be born.
Just as: Cangjie creates words, and the sky rains, and the ghost cries at night.
Everyone saw Wen Tingzhan's slender and white hands gently uncover the incense burner, and then wisps of thin smoke were blown away by the wind, and at that moment everyone seemed to have fallen into a paradise in full bloom of peach blossoms, forgetting all the troubles and all the entanglements, their souls seemed to have been liberated to the greatest extent, breaking free from their bodies and swimming outside the nine heavens.
Suddenly, the picture turned, and everyone woke up, only to see Wen Tingzhan close the incense burner again. Everyone was eager to pull Wen Tingzhan's hand away and experience the dreamlike feeling of being suitable again.
The result of the game was self-evident, and even the opponent was deeply worried about Wen Tingzhan: "Admit defeat in the next." β
Master Xuezheng couldn't help but praise it, and immediately presented the prize of the incense competition, and then asked: "I don't know how Yunhe concocted such a peerless incense." β
"Where the heart goes, where the love is." Wen Ting Zhan's dark and deep gaze fell in the direction of the rest area of Bailu Academy, except for Ye Shaoguang and Xiao Shirui, no one could catch who he was looking at, "Zhan was born in a poor family, his parents died at the age of seven, and he is his fiancΓ©e who works tirelessly. This incense is called "Taoyao". β
The peach is dying, scorching its glory. The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room.
The peach is dying, and there is a fact. The son is home, and his family room is appropriate.
The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming. The son is home, and it is suitable for his family.
Everyone immediately thought of this poem in their hearts, and the eyes of the night shaker were sour, she looked away, and absolutely did not admit that she was moved to cry!