The biggest grace of the Mengfu wedding was Yue Heng's three poems resonating together, and the three resonant poems quickly spread and spread throughout the Zhongyuan world, setting off waves of appreciation in the literati circle.

Each one is a classic work that celebrates the love between men and women, and each one has its own unique charm, which can move readers to tears and sigh for a long time.

Those classic sentences were recited by the whole world, and thanks to Yue Heng for bringing them such beautiful poems, it was he who gave the greatest hope to lovers in the world.

For a time, the believers and pilgrims in the Confucian Temples all over the country would secretly recite the name of Dao Yue Heng when they paid their respects, and he could also enjoy the power of faith in heaven and earth.

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In early summer, after Yue Heng completed the first year of teaching at Li Tong Academy, he took his three daughters to the Misty Valley of Southern Chu.

Since this place was sealed, it was only opened once by Lei Fatzi and Meng Zhan, and the two of them went into the valley to see Shao Li, learned the cloud control technique, and mastered the magic power of somersault cloud through the somersault cloud mantra explained by Yue Heng!

Now that Yue Heng has re-entered the valley, he is not here for these magic formulas, he is adhering to the promise of the year and bringing the three daughters to see Shao Li.

The paradise of the Misty Valley has undergone earth-shaking changes, and even if Min Ruogu enters for the second time, it is unable to find the north by the huge changes.

And Su Weiwei and Huo Zhiyun, who entered the valley for the first time, were inexplicably surprised, full of longing and surprise for everything in this paradise.

"Yue Xiaoyou, don't come unharmed!" Shao Li stepped on the clouds and flew over, and the large thick fog made him like a god in the sky, causing the three girls to exclaim.

Yue Heng greeted him with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a year, and the master's body is getting tougher and tougher!"

The clouds and fog dissipated, and the thin old man appeared in front of everyone, and seeing that he was just an ordinary old man, the mood of the three girls calmed down a little.

"Yue Xiaoyou, are these confidantes you?" asked with a smile.

After Yue Heng introduced them one by one, he said: "The master's eyes are like torches, and the apprentice is fortunate to find these three confidants. ”

Shao Li nodded: "What about that girl last time?"

Yue Heng knew that he was talking about Wen Xinyue, this girl had her own ideas, and family reasons. For external reasons, she couldn't be as desperate as Min Ruogu, so the two had no contact with each other later, and gradually the relationship was broken.

"We don't have fate. Isn't it good that everything goes naturally?" Yue Heng did not shy away from it, and said calmly.

Shao Li sighed and said, "Everything goes naturally, of course it's the best!" You've actually reached the rank of Rank 8?"

Yue Heng said modestly: "That's because the master taught ...... well."

The two were talking, Su Weiwei and Huo Zhiyun were curious, the two women didn't know anything about the Misty Valley, and they didn't understand the relationship between the two, why did Yue Heng call each other a master, but Shao Li only called Yue Xiaoyou?

Only Min Ruogu knows a little, which may have something to do with the arrogance of the literati!

This time Yue Heng came to visit, firstly, to bring a panacea taken from Penglai Immortal Island, Shao Li is old, if he does not take care of it. I'm afraid I won't survive many years before I die in obscurity.

Second, Shao Li taught Yue Heng a lot of knowledge, formations, tricks, and literati cultivation methods, which had a great impact on Yue Heng, even if Shao Li never admitted that he was Yue Heng's master, Yue Heng would firmly treat him as a disciple, even if his literary rank was already higher than that of his master, and his achievements were greater than that of his master. He is still a disciple.

The four of them lived in the Misty Valley for three days, and Yue Heng was chatting with his master, asking him for advice on the way to impact Wenzong and further afield.

The third daughter is led by the elk. Walking through the entire Misty Valley, everyone is fascinated by the beautiful scenery here, and they can't wait to never leave this earthly wonderland.

Parting always comes very quickly, and after the resignation, Yue Heng asked with a smile: "What, you are very satisfied with this place?"

The three women nodded in unison. Su Weiwei loves the tranquility here, Huozhiyun loves the independence here, and Min Ruogu loves the nature here, the premise is that Yue Heng can accompany them.

Yue Heng smiled: "Okay, in the next few years, how about the three confidantes who can accompany Xiaosheng and me, travel the whole world, and find our own paradise together?"

"Really?" exclaimed Su Weiwei, completely unable to believe her ears.

"Can you really leave everything in the world behind?" Huo Zhiyun was excited, she was most looking forward to this ending.

"Brother Yue, no matter what you do, I am willing to follow you!" Only Min Ruogu's little girl is the purest, she doesn't stop saying anything Yue Heng says, and she is the only one among the three daughters who is the happiest, and her simple thinking is easy to be happy.

Yue Hengda smiled: "How can you abandon everything! If you want to start a sect, you must enter the world and be born, and this world is an experience that you absolutely cannot escape." The three months of teaching every year are an opportunity for me to spread my ideas to the world, and I will not give it up. But for the rest of the time, I am willing to accompany you to the old age, never give up, and we will find a paradise of our own together!"

The three girls hugged each other and cried, this was the first time Yue Heng opened his heart, how to make such a promise, how to make them not feel happy to be bitter?

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A year later, Yue's mansion was overjoyed, Yue Heng married two wives at the same time, Su Weiwei and Min Ruogu finally got their wish, envying the women of the world.

Three years later, Su Weiwei gave birth to a son, and the sound of a dragon's chant came from above the Tianyue Mansion, and the newborns born on the same day in Chudu were all benefited by the baptism of Fuxi Xingchen, and they will go quite far on the road of literati in the future.

After the full moon, Yue Heng's friends all rushed to congratulate, one did not fall, Hongxian and Qi County came to many colleagues who had known each other, Min Xuhuai and Lei Fatzi served as doormen, Cao Tongpu Muyuan Han Jiheng and others served as the guards of the hospital, Mojing Yuan Cui Kang and others sent several large bags of baby craftsman toys, and Yue's mansion was very lively.

Cao Tongpu's son Cao Jian is already four years old, carrying a wooden sword in the courtyard to show off his might, and Lei Zhen, the son of Lei Fatzi, competes in martial arts.

The ladies surrounded Su Weiwei and the little baby in her arms and laughed and teased, and the kid soaked his urine and sprinkled it on Meng Tian, an experienced old mother, making everyone laugh.

As usual, the men gathered around Yue Heng to congratulate, and everyone sat on the table to chat, chatting about the past, looking forward to the future, and the atmosphere was quite warm.

After a topic was over, Lei Fatzi asked, "Third brother, what is my nephew's name?"

Yue Heng was a little dry just now, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and asked with a smile: "What, you have an idea, and you plan to drag the text to it?"

Laughing on the side, Lei Fat didn't care about other people's boos, touched his head and said: "Hey! My son Lei Zhen's name is what I did, how about it?

Yue Heng gave a thumbs up and praised: "Good name, domineering, mighty, and lethal!"

Poof!

Laughing at a group of people, why is this comment so similar to Lei Zhenzi, which craftsmen are best at making?

Lei Fatzi didn't care, raised the teacup and said: "Welcome all friends come from thousands of miles to congratulate the third brother's great joy, gathered in all directions, full of friends, who said that? Oh yes, Kong Sheng said, there are friends from afar, don't you also say it? Third brother, it's better for my nephew's name to be called Yue Yunpeng!"

Burst......

Yue Heng squirted out a mouthful of water, Yue Yunpeng, you let my son be called Yue Yunpeng, you kill me!

"Good name!"

"Not bad, not bad, gathered from all directions, full of friends, the meaning is really good!"

"Come on, the son of Yue Zhangjiao still uses the name of us laymen?"

The guests and friends below kept laughing, and only Yue Heng, who had a headache, smirked, is really called Yue Yunpeng? Ah......hhh

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After ten years of hard work, the demon race and the human race began to try to merge and work together to deal with the powerful evil spirit enemy.

Yue Heng finally married Huo Zhiyun, who was a half-demon identity, and the ten-year love run finally came to an end, and soon gave birth to a lively and lovely child, with a happy ending.

The Fire Spirit Clan established an independent state in Kunshan, becoming the first demon beast country to establish a state with ten countries, seven mountains and six islands, and since then, the Terran ideology has been systematically introduced into the demon beast race in large quantities, and the ancient exercises of the demon race have also been translated into text by the Terran literati for the Terran to refer to and learn.

Within five years, the "scientific" school pioneered by Yue Heng subverted the system of the craftsman's profession, and the "Yue Poem" created by Yue Heng became the genre of war poetry among many scholars, and finally became the highest ninth-level literary sect in the Zhongyuan world.

The Holy Path was difficult and took longer to climb, and Yue Heng spent his life finally becoming a tenth-level literary saint at the age of fifty-four, becoming the first literati to achieve such an achievement in hundreds of years.

(End of book)

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Finish's comments: Well, fantasy is the god's own place, I didn't listen to the editor's advice to enter rashly, and sure enough, the results in all aspects are miserable, not even a quarter of the previous one.

But anyway, there are no eunuchs, there is no bad end (at least I think so, the outline is written to the end of Wenzong, and the top poems and songs are almost used), the number of words can reach 1.2 million words, and more than eighty percent of the poems I collected are used, and I am quite satisfied with myself, and I have reached the original outline plan, as for the subscription is not high, I am helpless, who called me a newcomer, and the popular writing is not very good......

Thank you to all the book friends who have accompanied me all the way, thank you for accompanying me through this year of writing, I can see each of your names in the background, see everyone's subscription, it is your support that has made me go all the way to the present, thank you very much, thank you very much!

I'm not good at expression, I rarely communicate with book friends, and I don't have the face to ask for tickets, rewards, subscriptions, or something, but that doesn't mean I don't pay attention to it, this is the thin skin of literati.

That,Uh,It's all done.,And ask conditional book friends to help subscribe.,Bye-thanks.,Bye-thank......s! (To be continued.) )