"No!"

The Four Heavenly Kings bowed their heads and promised, Mo Ling saw what was going on, turned around and left, these local ghosts and gods blocked their way, and sooner or later one day they would settle accounts, and the development of the clone in the mortal world and the expansion of their own incense were the things they should pay attention to.

"The Linghua Bead has been borrowed, and the preparations for the poetry meeting are completed. ”

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The news that the White Shrine Palace was going to hold a poetry meeting, when Mo Ling didn't care about the money, passed out like a whirlwind, at first many literati just scoffed at this and didn't pay attention to it, but then they heard that the famous great virtues in the southwest, 'Qiu Lao' and 'Mr. Yangshu' were going to go, which immediately made the literati extremely stunned, and also made many people start to be interested in this poetry meeting, and it didn't hurt to get close to them even ready to take a look.

With the popularity of the two great virtues, a chain reaction began between the literati, and many people even came to see the location where the poetry meeting was going to be held, which did not matter, and immediately set off a huge wave among the literati in the southwest.

The sea of flowers in Jingu is beautiful!

The literati who came to see it first were shocked by the mountains of flowers that have not yet been fully decorated, between the shade of the green pines and giant trees, the pine needles on the mountain road are paved with the ground, and the gods on both sides are exquisitely connected. In the depths of the secluded giant trees, you can faintly see the pavilion and arch, and the pine and bamboo listen to the waves. The stone terraces of the mountain road are lined with various flowers, and the petals are extremely delicate, and they look extremely beautiful, especially when they are connected and spread all over the forest and peaks, the beauty is enough to shock people.

The shrine in the sea of flowers is like a hidden palace in a quiet forest, where not only the breeze between the trees is pleasant, but also you can see the boundless sea of flowers below the mountain. The interior of the shrine is decorated with elegant calligraphy and paintings, the corridor and the courtyard are newly decorated, hung with red ribbons, and the stone platform ancient lamps are decorated on the long sand road, which makes people feel not depressed at all, but feel comfortable and natural.

The sensation of the beautiful scenery of the mountains is no less than the effect of the presence of the two great virtues. Good deeds check in advance, so that they can quickly spread the word of ten or hundred, the literati originally liked the ultimate beauty, because of the beautiful scenery, it is rumored that another great virtue is going to go, not for the poetry meeting, only for the beautiful scenery, the shrine soon came forward to confirm, and took the initiative to send out an invitation.

So the third great virtue 'old man of Zhuyun' will also go to the poetry meeting, a poetry meeting came at the same time three great virtues, the entire southwest counties, the literati immediately gathered like a smelling cat, the number of literati is enough, it can be called a grand event!

With the arrival of so many literati, Jiannan City was naturally overcrowded, and most of the literati were wealthy, so that the owners of the liquor shops and brothels in the entire Jiannan City made a lot of money.

In the Hou Ye's Mansion, Zheng Xuan held the secret music, and his face was indifferent:

"Look at it! What kind of Jiannan poetry club is this? What do you think about the uproar that has been circulating in the people recently?"

Zhang Zimo stood aside:

"Most of these literati are sour and rotten, even those so-called great virtues are just some people who sell their fame and reputation, and they hold this poetry meeting just to make a name for themselves. ”

Zheng Xuan looked at his henchman who was born as a small official, and shook his head with a smile:

"Mo Xuan, you are good at everything, but sometimes, you can't let go of some things. So I can't see through some things! I'm afraid this poetry club is not so simple. ”

Zhang Zimo didn't answer, Zheng Xuan put down the secret music in his hand, looked at Zhang Zimo on the side, and his eyes were full of interest:

"Mo Xuan, do you think I want to go and see this poetry club?"

Zhang Zimo didn't know that Hou Ye was already tempted:

"Since the Lord wants to see it, of course follow the Lord's wishes!"

Zhang Zimo's words did not go up and down, but Zheng Xuan listened to it happily, and the two masters and servants for many years were like a team of friends for many years, Zheng Xuan took a sip of hot tea and explained to his adviser:

"I have two reasons for this, one is that there must be a lot of talented people going to this poetry meeting, and second, it is because of the third child, the third child seems to have been saved by this temple last time, as a father, he should go to thank him. ”

Zheng Xuan explained seriously, but Zhang Zimo was full of respect:

"Since the lord has made up his mind, then his subordinates will go to arrange it, and the Hou Ye travels, and the safety of the matter is essential. ”

"Well, you can go, but you have to remember one thing, people in the pro-military camp can't wear armor, and they can't carry long weapons with them, just hide around carefully, don't alarm the crowd, otherwise you don't need my orders, you know what to do. ”

"Yes!"

The news that Zheng Xuan is going to bring his family to participate in the poetry meeting here can't be concealed from anyone who cares, Ma's, Zheng Yilang, Zheng Yiheng, knowing that Zheng Xuan is actually very rare to bring Zheng Yichen with them, was shocked, and a trace of suppressed hatred and inexplicable brilliance flashed in Ma's eyes!

As the date of the poetry meeting continued to approach, Lu Rongwei finally completed all the preparations on the last day, and the appearance of the shrine at this time changed greatly, with less of the glorious atmosphere of the shrine and more of the natural grace and elegance, and with the mountains of flowers, it was even more beautiful.

"My lord, all the work has been prepared, and the poetry meeting will be held promptly tomorrow morning. ”

A priest reported the situation to Lu Rongwei, and Lu Rongwei looked at the bottom of the mountain, the three great masters who were the first to go to the mountaintop shrine last night and rest in the best guest room.

Lu Rongwei snorted:

"Okay, you guys check whether the facilities are in place again, this time the poetry will be held day and night, and you must pay more attention to the problem of candles. ”

"Yes!"

Lu Rongwei then explained a few more words, and when he saw that everything was tightly organized, he walked to the backyard, and in the Lanxiang Pavilion, a stone array platform was exuding a faint light, and four wooden stakes were erected at the four corners, connected by five-colored ropes, and the ropes were tied with spell ciphers. In the center of the array, on a Taiji yin-yang diagram, there was a treasure vase, and the spirit flower bead lay quietly on it, waiting for the array to be activated.

Finally, I checked it again, and relaxed my heart slightly, this time the poetry meeting was extraordinarily grand, and Mo Ling was also very concerned, and there was no room for sloppiness.

What made Lu Rongwei even more nervous was that someone from the Hou Ye's Mansion told him that Hou Ye would also come in a micro-service tomorrow morning, and the entire Divine Palace would be secretly guarded by the guards of the pro-military camp.

Until the third watch in the middle of the night, everyone rested in peace, everything was ready, Mo Ling sat in front of the formation platform and began to urge the spirit flower beads.

The spiritual flower beads on the formation platform continued to rotate, slowly floating, and the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Diagram took the five elements from the void and sent it into the orb, and the light became brighter and brighter.

There is a masking spell in the wing, so you don't have to worry about someone outside being able to find out. Mo Ling unleashed his divine power to send it into the formation, and the runes in the formation aroused the rotation of the Spirit Flower Bead faster and faster, and finally, with a burst of beating, the array began to maintain a dazzling light, and a colorful streamer poured out from inside the Spirit Flower Bead, rippling like ripples and scattering in all directions.

Up and down the mountain, all those who are swept by the light, no matter what kind of trees and flowers, should be in season, and those that should not be in season, they have budding and budding, but for a moment, they bloom at the same time.

In particular, the countless cherry blossoms, apricot blossoms, and pear blossoms that were transplanted before suddenly bloomed one after another, and the mountains were full of flowers and plants, and suddenly turned into a sea of flowers. Even the ancient pine and bamboo are green and straight, and the young shoots are drawn.

Bursts of fragrance waft in the wind.

In front of the Thunder Gate of the Shrine, on the top of the big cherry blossom trees on the left and right, there is a god general standing tall in the clouds, facing the sea of flowers, and can't help but secretly admire.

Mo Ling waved his hand to collect the spell, got up and pushed open the sliding door left and right, and suddenly a cool summer breeze swept countless cherry blossoms, coming towards him!