Li Yi, who was sitting in the audience, felt very incredible after hearing Qu Yun's words, originally when he was in Shaolin Temple, the monk Xuanxu said that only people from the Quartet could participate in the competition, but how could Qu Yun even participate in casual cultivation.

Li Yi, who couldn't figure it out, looked at Fang Qingya, Xuanxu Monk and the Nine Emperor Princes.

Among the three people, Fang Qingya's face was expressionless, the Xuanxu monk's eyes were closed, his lips kept opening and closing, reciting Buddhist scriptures, and only the Nine Emperor Princes frowned, a little dissatisfied with what Qu Yun said, but he didn't say anything.

Three miles away from Shuiyunfang, there is a small island called Moon Lake Island.

This small island is not big, the radius is only about fifty miles, there is a market town on the east side of the island, there are all kinds of shops on it, it is the place where the junior disciples of Qixiu live, on the cliff near the lake behind the town, there is a courtyard, it is a forbidden place in the workshop, and the junior disciples are not allowed to enter.

In the easternmost part of the courtyard, on the edge of the cliff, there is a small pavilion, there are three people in the small pavilion, two people sit on wooden chairs, playing Go around a chessboard, and the remaining one is standing nearby, if Li Yi is here, he will be very surprised, because the person who serves is none other than Ye Zhiqing, the owner of Qixiufang.

Ye Zhiqing took two steps forward and said to the woman playing chess: "Master, I have just passed on the sound to Senior Sister Qu and allowed Sanxiu to participate in the literary competition." "The only one who can be called a master by Ye Zhiqing is Aunt Gongsun, the founder of Qixiufang.

The woman who was playing chess raised her head, revealing a charming face, and said to the man who looked like a god and demon on the opposite side: "Fang Qian, you can leave now, I don't know who is among those scattered cultivators, it is worth your trip to the Central Plains, I remember that after the battle with the Sword Saint, you swore not to set foot in the Central Plains." The tone is very familiar, and it is obvious that the two are old acquaintances.

Fang Qian smiled slightly, indifferent to the woman's temptation, and said: "Aunt Gongsun, you don't have to test me, because of the oath, I really can't set foot in the Central Plains, but now this is just my doppelganger, not in the oath constraints." ”

Speaking of this, Fang Qian paused for a moment before he continued: "We are also old friends, and I won't hide it from you, this time my daughter secretly ran to the Central Plains without telling me, I was a little worried about her, so I followed, and it happened that my daughter also ran over this time at the Shuiyunfang meeting, so I just came to visit you, an old friend, and by the way, I won a chance for my daughter." ”

Aunt Gongsun sneered and said, "You have earned an easy opportunity this time, but pity our Qixiufang this time we have hated Shaolin Temple, Pure Yang Guan and the Imperial Court, and carried a big pot for you." ”

Fang Qian waved his hand and said, "You can tell them my news, and they don't dare to say anything." These words are full of domineering, and a momentum that regards the three parties like dung spontaneously arises.

Aunt Gongsun couldn't help but laugh angrily, and said: "What you said is good, your strength is strong, but how much combat power does your doppelganger have? Even if your doppelganger has ten percent of the combat power of your body, if I use your name to oppress the other three parties, they won't say anything now, but after going back, it will inevitably be resentful, and I am afraid that the relationship with my Qixiufang will gradually fade at that time, which is very unfavorable to my sect." This is very reasonable, and Ye Zhiqing next to her nodded again and again when she heard it.

Having said this, Fang Qian already understood what the eldest lady meant, and said: "What the eldest lady said is, it's better to be like this, this loss will be borne by me from Xia Ke Island, and I will ensure that you are satisfied." ”

After hearing Fang Qian's words, the eldest lady nodded, and concentrated on playing chess with Fang Qian, neither of them said what to do if Fang Qian's daughter didn't get the quota, in the hearts of these two people, this is impossible.

Let's talk about Shuiyunfang's side.

After Qu Yun finished speaking, he waited for a while, and after seeing that no one from the Pure Yang Temple, Shaolin Temple, or the imperial court raised any objections, he continued: "Now let's conduct a literary comparison first. ”

"The three literary competitions were all carried out in the form of fighting poems, and the titles of the poems were formulated by Shaolin Temple, Chunyang Temple and our Qixiufang. These words directly excluded the imperial court, and I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Li Yi noticed that the Nine Emperors' faces were even darker.

"Qixiufang is the host, so Qixiufang will come up with the question first. Monk Xuanxu opened his eyes and said loudly.

Everyone had no objection and echoed it.

Qu Yun saw that everyone meant this, so he didn't shirk, and said with a smile: "Everyone knows that the sword dance of my Qixiu Fang is the best in the world, and it coincides with the day when Shuiyun Fang will be held this time, why don't you make a poem with the title of "Sword Dance" in the first scene, how about it?"

The audience applauded, this group of people came to see the sword dance, Qu Yun began to say that when they tried the competition, they thought they couldn't see it, but they didn't expect the first Wenbi to be "Sword Dance" as the theme, I want to come to Qixiufang to have someone to dance two dances!

There was nothing wrong with them thinking like this, but what they didn't expect was that Qu Yun would end up in person.

"Now it's up to me to dance a sword dance, and invite all the seniors and young talents to create a poem for the ages, so that my seven sword dances will be polished. "This is naturally a joke, not to mention how difficult it is to come out of the ancient poems, from Qixiufang alone, it is one of the nine major sects in the world, why do you still need to be polished, this is just a good thing to say, and it is just a sedan chair for everyone.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Yun waved his hand and walked up from the stage.

These five people are all young and beautiful women, wearing Qixiufang's iconic Qingluo spruce, although not as charming as Qu Yun, but also have a unique style.

Among the five people, four had oil-paper umbrellas in their hands, and the only girl who did not hold an oil-paper umbrella carried a guzheng in her hand.

After getting on the round platform, the four women holding umbrellas stood in four directions, and the remaining one carried the zither, walked behind Qu Yun, and put the zither on his lap.

After everything was ready, Qu Yun raised the blue water sword, which was at shoulder height, made a starting pose, grabbed the hilt with his right hand, and slowly pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang", after the blue water sword was pulled out, the impassioned sound of the guzheng also sounded, Qu Yun and the beat of the guzheng, the footsteps moved slightly, the body stretched, and danced between these square inches, and the umbrella disciples standing in the four directions also danced with the steps of Qu Yun, a good picture of a beautiful sword dance.

Li Yihe, who has lived in modern society for more than ten years, has seen such a wonderful sword dance, Qu Yun's graceful posture, the waving sword shadow and the sound of the guzheng are combined seamlessly, and the cyan sword light fills Li Yi's eyes, like a tumbling roaring blue wave, and like a dragon dancing in the sea, with a mysterious power, Li Yi's eyes are firmly attracted.

I don't know how long it has been, Qu Yun's sword dance has finally ended, Li Yi is a little stunned, feeling that his heart is empty, he will return in another month, I am afraid that I will never have the opportunity to see such a wonderful sword dance again.

"I don't know who came up to compose a poem?" Qu Yun, who was drenched in sweat after dancing, asked.

After asking, as if he remembered something, he smiled playfully and added: "If the poem is excellent, there will be a mysterious reward." ”

What will be the mysterious reward of Qixiufang? This sentence immediately whetted everyone's appetite.

Immediately, more than a dozen people walked up to the round platform and read out their poems, including one of the subordinates of the Nine Emperor Princes.

The level of these people is uneven, the best is the subordinates of the Nine Emperor Princes, probably because of the military background, although his poem is about sword dance, but there is no bit of feminine weakness, but it is full of the heroic momentum of the border soldiers, through the sword dance and reciting side affairs, the intention is very high, so that everyone present nodded again and again.

It's a pity that such a poem still can't satisfy Qu Yun. This Shuiyunfang will be the first time Qu Yun presided over the affairs of the workshop, she used to be a senior thug and senior teacher of Qixiufang, such a rare opportunity, she also hopes to do the scenery, although the level of this poem is acceptable, but it is far from the requirements of the eternal poems, naturally Qu Yun can not be satisfied, she swept a pair of wonderful eyes over the stands of several very bookish young people, with a little expectation in her eyes.

Li Yi looked left and right, and after finding that no one stepped forward for a while, he laughed and walked towards the round platform, saying as he walked: "In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun clan, and a sword weapon moved in all directions.

The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time.

It is like shooting nine sunsets, and it is as delicate as a group of emperors and dragons.

Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light.

The lips and beads are lonely, and there are disciples who pass on the fragrance in the evening.

The beauty of Linying is in the seven shows, and the wonderful dance of this song is promising.

There is both a question and answer with Yu, and the feeling of soothing things increases sadness.

There were 8,000 maids of the first emperor, and Gongsun was the first in the sword.

In the past fifty years, it seems that the royal family has been fainted by the wind and dust.

The children of the pear country are scattered like smoke, and the rest of the women's music reflects the cold day.

The south wood of the golden millet pile has been arched, and the grass of Qutang Shicheng is bleak.

The tortoiseshell strings are at the end of the orchestra, and the joy is sad to come and the moon rises in the east.

The trail doesn't know where it goes, and the barren mountains turn into sorrow. ”

This poem was seen by Li Yi in a book called "All Tang Poems" before Li Yi crossed, it is the work of Du Fu, Li Yi slightly modified the inappropriate places, and then moved it directly, which shocked the audience at once.

Quiet, silent, whether it was Qu Yun and the others on the round stage, or the audience under the round stage, their mouths were wide open.

When Li Yi first came out, everyone looked at his plain white pure yang robe, and thought that he had come out to make up the numbers, after all, Taoist priests and monks are not very good at composing poems, but now, the audience was silent, and they were all shocked by this poem.

This poem, the first eight sentences are written about the beauty of the sword dance of Gongsun Auntie, the founder of Qixiu Fang; the middle six sentences suddenly turn to the silence of the sword dance after Gongsun Auntie's retreat, fortunately, there are still disciples in the world to inherit her talent, and dance the sword weapon in Shuiyunfang, which is very the style of Gongsun in those years, which is obviously a pat on the back of Qu Yun's ass; however, the first sentence is nothing compared with the later verses, and the next few sentences express dissatisfaction with the current emperor and the imperial court through the comparison of 50 years before and after, and bluntly reveal the fact that the Tang Dynasty has been declining under the rule of Tang Xuanzong Li Longji。

This idea immediately compared the poems of the Nine Emperor Princes, but, is it really no problem to slap the Nine Emperor Prince's father's face naked?

While admiring, everyone also secretly looked at the Nine Emperor Princes with their eyes to see how he reacted.