Luo Rong looked at the half of the calligraphy and painting curiously, and asked, "Don't you have to take out the next sentence before you can enter?"

Wu Lei nodded with a smile and said: "Don't think that this is just an ordinary sentence, every word in the painting contains the mysteries of the Great Dao, and it is useless for ordinary literati to be neat and tidy but not comprehend the mystical power in it." ”

Meng'er first came into contact with the Tao with literature, it was very novel, she looked at the turbulent river in the painting as if to merge into the sky, and the feeling of extreme oppression came from the whole body.

After Meng'er stopped writing, a bright light suddenly appeared at the door, which seemed to be a formation with a secret door, and Meng'er was ingested into it.

Wu Lei saw that Meng'er's talent was so high, and he felt more and more that he couldn't fall too far behind.

The painting in front of him changed again, back to the appearance of only the first half of the sentence, Wu Lei used the Xuan Force to secretly confront, sweat faintly dripping on his forehead, the more anxious he was, the more Wu Lei found that he could not comprehend the artistic conception in the painting, but he was suppressed by the dark clouds in it.

In the dark, the old man who had been guarding Wu Lei shook his head when he saw this, knowing that his young master had a good face, and he couldn't let him not come to the stage in this court, so he came over.

"Master He. Wu Lei saw the old man coming, and his face was happy.

Qin Tianming looked at the old man, his internal breath was restrained, extremely low-key, and as soon as the latter's fingers moved, Wu Lei wrote down the pen and Youlong: The water of the Lingcheng City comes from the sky.

After Wu Lei then entered the Yuebai Building, the old man also followed.

Qin Tianming nodded, with Wu Lei's mysterious power, it would not be possible to fight hard, and he could only use the power of heaven to crack the power of the water.

Seeing that only Luo Rong and himself were left, Qin Tianming's eyes moved, and he said with a smile: "Young Master Luo, shall we make a bet?"

"What kind of bet?!" Now when he heard the word bet, Luo Rong's heart jumped, he really didn't want to bet with Qin Tianming because he lost a bet to Qin Tianming before.

"Bet on whether I can enter the White House this month. Qin Tianming said with a smile.

"Don't bet!" Hearing this bet, Luo Rong's nose was crooked, it was just a formation painting, with Qin Tianming's endless methods, where was the reason why he couldn't get in.

wrote it down casually: After the demon and chaotic times became a river of blood, and Luo Rong's figure also disappeared in the Xuan Array, Qin Tianming shook his head, this Luo Rong's body is too heavy, after the seven characters fell, the heaven and earth in the painting changed color, and the blood flowed into a river.

Picking up the pen, Qin Tianming wanted to deal with it casually, but suddenly thought that the Zheng family was the originator of the Tao with literature, so looking at the painting in front of him, Qin Tianming's hand slowly put down.

After passing through the Xuan Array, I came to a bright hall, with several low tables placed near the window, and some landscape figures were depicted on the tables.

The multi-storey building exudes a strong elegant atmosphere, and when you look up, you can see a pair of large characters hanging at the top of the pavilion, which reads: Wendao Xianhe four words, vigorous and powerful.

The white light flashed at the door, but it was the tall Feng Yu who came over, Luo Rong saw that Qin Tianming had not entered after waiting for a long time, and said impatiently: "What kind of reputation is this Qin Tianming doing, could it be that the calligraphy and painting are stumped?"

Brother Tianming felt something, and he was still thinking outside. Feng Yu was a little unconvinced.

"Hmph, pretend, Senior Zheng's entry into the Tao with literature is also something that a country puppet like him can understand?" Luo Rong snorted, and then said to Meng'er: "That kid doesn't know if he can still get in, I don't think he can wait for him, there are still some interesting Xuan Arrays on the second floor, why don't we go up and sit first." ”

Seeing Meng'er's expression a little hesitant, Wu Lei hurriedly said: "Doctor Qin may be here in a while, we can't just stand here all the time, just go up and wait for him." ”

Meng'er saw that her group was indeed a little prominent, attracting a lot of attention from all around, she was afraid of ruining the atmosphere in the building, nodded and walked up.

Coming to the top floor of Yuebai Building in one breath, Wu Lei did not blush with the help of Elder He, and after everyone sat down, they talked like a master.

"To say that the most wonderful thing about the white building this month is the maid in the building, not only each of them is good-looking, but the literary style is first-class, occasionally they will also give some pairs to the favorite guest officer, if they are satisfied, they can also be fortunate to become the guest of the scene. ”

Luo Rong smiled faintly when he saw Wu Lei's excited appearance, if it was normal, he would be very interested, the various maids beside him were indeed a feast for the eyes, but at this time, Meng'er was on the side, and others became vulgar fans, but I don't know, what about that Miss Yuebai.

"Miss, Wu Gongzi went to the top floor, and the man and woman beside him were two people from Long Yunguo. ”

In an attic, a young maid handed over a cup of tea and said to the woman beside her.

The woman sitting upright was dressed in a Confucian shirt, her black hair was tied up with a ribbon, and the light blue belt showed the word "moon" with gold thread, and her eyebrows were gentle, a typical classical beauty.

"What's so special about the two people of Long Yunguo?" The classical woman's soft lips opened lightly, and her voice was soft, which made people listen very pleasantly.

The little maid beside her thought for a while and said, "They have played against each other a few times, the man is violent, but the woman is soft and strong, and her strength is extraordinary." ”

The classical woman nodded, leaned slowly, leaned against the window next to her, and suddenly saw a man in a moon-white robe standing at the door, lifting the pen and dropping it several times, as if she was considering something.

"Who is that man?" asked the classical woman with interest.

The little maid sneered when she heard this, and her little face exuded a coquettish expression: "That person's name is Qin Tianming, he is a medicine picker who has been in the limelight in the mausoleum recently, and he has done a few big things, he came with Wu Gongzi, but he didn't go in for a long time, and I heard the sister below say that he, he seems to be entering the Tao of Miss Wu's text." ”

The classical woman's eyes were surprised, and then she smiled: "Yiwen entered the Tao by chance, and no one has been willing to try it for a long time, just let him ......."

Before the classical woman finished speaking, she suddenly saw that the painting downstairs was actually hula and ignited, and Qin Tianming's figure also flashed away.

The little maid saw the young lady showing a look of disbelief, and as the young lady looked over, she immediately saw the calligraphy and painting that turned into ashes, her little face changed, and she swallowed her saliva with difficulty and said, "Little, miss, he ruined your painting." ”

Seeing the uncertain face of the young lady, the little maid was panicked, the young lady is the most precious calligraphy and painting on weekdays, that Qin Tianming, even if he can't understand it thoroughly, he can't burn the calligraphy and painting in one go!

The classical woman's chest rose and fell a few times, and her eyes changed a few times before she said, "Xiaoxiao, follow me to meet those guests." (To be continued.) )