April 14, Night!

The moon is already round.

Lin Su and Zhou Mei stared at the moon in the inn.

Accompanied by the whole process of Nanshan Castle from hustle and bustle to silence.

It was late at night, and there was no movement.

The moon is still the same moon, and the stars are still the same stars.

The streets are quiet and clean under the moonlight, and in the Nanshan Inn, in the rooms of the two elders, there are lights like beans, and they are also very quiet.

The lights have not been extinguished, and the students below have not left.

There was a voice of poetry, to tell the truth, even Zhou Mei didn't look at this level of poetry......

She was still a little puzzled: "Hey, do you say that your students in Nanshan are stupid, they have this kung fu to please these two old guys, why don't you put some effort into you?" You are the first grandmaster of Qinglian, as soon as you come out, you will crush the White Deer Academy to the scum, isn't it ten times and a hundred times stronger than these two old goods? What's more, I personally think it's easier to get you than these two old guys, even if they can't get you, who doesn't have a few sisters? I believe that their sisters will not be worse than the village girl outside the city no matter how they look. ”

Lin Su directly ignored the ambiguity in her words, and smiled faintly: "Do you really think that students chant poetry, and their kung fu is only in the poetry itself?" ”

Zhou Mei's eyes moved over, with a little bit of understanding......

Lin Su said leisurely: "What they chant is poetry, and what they chant is also the way of the world!" Whether it is poetry, words, articles, or words, they are just stepping stones, what they want is never the progress of poetry, what they want is just a higher platform, their poetry is undoubtedly not outstanding, but their people are sophisticated, but they are perfect. ”

Lin Su's poetry is undoubtedly peerless.

His literary path is undoubtedly at its peak, but he is not tolerated by the general trend of the world!

It is actually unwise for any student to make friends with him.

And these two old goods are different, not to mention the level of their poetry, the key is that they represent the peak of literary orthodoxy.

With such a peak, the road is accessible......

Zhou Mei sighed softly: "I naturally understand what you said, but what I don't understand is why you have to force yourself into an outlier." ”

"Two reasons, one true and one false......"

"You come less! Seriously......"

"The truth is: it's not that I forced myself to be an outlier, I was an outlier in the first place......"

Zhou Mei gave him a fierce look: "Why don't you say that you came down from the sky?" I just can't say a few serious words with you, I can't really talk to you about your truth, you still tell lies! ”

"Lies are ...... I'm not such an outlier, how can I be different? How do you attract a beautiful woman like you to me? In a lifetime, the grass and trees are in autumn, and I am not happy with the white jade bed, haven't I grown this skin in vain? ”

Zhou Mei looked at him for a long time and sighed long: "Forget it, I don't ask questions, okay?" Count me talking too much, okay? Don't be so wild in front of me, I'm not as thick as I think...... To be serious, have you found Su Rong's whereabouts? ”

Su Rong?

Su Rong!

Lin Su looked at the window on the left, staring at a few bright lights on the top of the distant mountain: "Although I didn't find her whereabouts, if nothing else, among the thousands of candles in the Luyang Palace's mansion tonight, there should be one light for her." ”

Luyang Palace!

Zhou Mei's eyes also turned to this palace in the middle of the mountain, and she took a breath softly: "So, how will she act?" ”

"It doesn't matter!"

"Not important? Have you figured out the situation? She's not the same person anymore! On the night of the Heavenly Prison, the whole city could clearly see that Su Rong had already fused with her ancestor Ye Lian, and her Dao realm was already incredible, and even my mother was shocked. ”

Yes, the events of the night of the prison are known throughout the capital.

While ordinary people don't know what this means, top practitioners do.

They knew that Su Rong had fused the Great Dao Essence Flower of Ancestor Ye Lian.

The extreme of cultivation, the three flowers gather at the top, and the five qi are the yuan.

Spiritual sanctification.

Ye Lian had already completed the three flowers that day, and fell at the last step of sanctification.

She was dead, but her Dao flower was still there, blending into the human skin she left behind.

These three flowers are the most high-end inheritance of Yaowang Mountain.

Su Rong fused this human skin, and at the moment of life and death, the Great Dao Essence Flower bloomed, and even His Majesty's Imperial Seal stopped because of this Essence Flower.

Tell me how terrifying this essence flower is?

Zhou Mei's mother is also a generation of demon girls in the rivers and lakes, she has seen a wide range of knowledge, lawlessness, and used to watch cultivators in the world toss and turn, such as watching children compete for candy, but when she saw this fine flower, she lost her color.

Su Rong bloomed with the essence of the Great Dao, and her Dao realm was already unfathomable.

Even if her cultivation is still only like heaven and earth, her actual combat power is beyond anyone's measure.

Such a character, Lin Su dares to say that it is not important?

Lin Su smiled: "The Dao Realm is not as mysterious as imagined, there is only the Dao Realm, and there is no corresponding cultivation, the Dao Realm is still empty, if she really has such terrifying combat power, she will go directly to my Haining Lin family and press me to the West Courtyard to ravage, wouldn't it be more in line with her original intention?" She chose to join forces with two literary circles to block me in Nanshan, which has confirmed that her actual combat power is not so strong! ”

That's the truth!

Only by being calm enough can we analyze this principle!

Ordinary people are facing the pursuit and killing of people who have bloomed the essence of the Great Dao, and their hearts have long been chaotic, how can they analyze it?

Lin Su's heart was not disturbed, and his analysis, Zhou Mei felt that it was right......

And she also interpreted the basis of Lin Su's "unimportant" thesis: "You mean, she plans to join forces with these two literary circles, and now that you get rid of one of them, her alliance will be broken, no matter what plan she had before, she will have to readjust?" ”

"Yes, not exactly!" Lin Su held up the teacup.

Zhou Mei's eyes lit up again: "What does it mean that it's not entirely right?" ”

"It's not a literary world that I'm going to get rid of!" Lin Su said: "As long as Li Qinghan dies, Du Yuanfeng will also be finished!" At the same time, whether it is Your Majesty, the Prime Minister, Cao Fang, or the Zhizhi Hall of Bailu Academy, you have to obediently put me on the chess table. ”

Zhou Mei was just about to pour tea.

She has been with Lin for a long time, and she has learned a lot about Lin someone's style of analyzing the current situation while drinking tea, but when she suddenly heard these words, her hand trembled, and the tea spilled on the table......

As soon as Li Qinghan died, Du Yuanfeng was also finished......

Your Majesty, Prime Minister, Cao Fang, Zhizhi Hall of Bailu Academy......

The four names that came out casually are all behemoths, all of them are big people who are stomping and shaking mountains in the territory of the Great Cang, or super powers.

He's going to pull them all into his chess game!

What a terrible game of chess?

All of these are hidden behind the Demon Dao "Moon Shadow" killing!

She couldn't decipher the connection behind it.

She could only look up at the moon: "I was a little psychologically taboo to be honest with the Moon Shadow Kill, but now, I am a little looking forward to the early arrival of this kill, I must see how you can start a shocking chess game through this kill." ”

On the fourteenth night, there was no wind or waves.

Calm by.

The next day, it was April 15th!

Throughout the day, Lin Su and Zhou Mei didn't leave the room.

Lin Su was sleeping, lying on a chair and sleeping until late afternoon.

Zhou Mei was also sleeping, wrapping herself in the sheet on the bed, the sheet was twisted into a twist by her, she was not honest at all when she slept......

As the afternoon passed, the sunset slid down Lushan.

The last rays of light dissipated, and night fell.

The moon rises in the west, round and large......

In the small garden outside the city, Yao Gu stopped what she was doing, slowly walked to her chaise longue, lay on her back, and gently swayed the chaise longue with a slight touch of her toes.

From the outside, she is very laid-back.

However, her eyes staring at the moon were as bright as stars.

She knew that tonight was the night of Moonshade's killing.

She saw the cause, and she wanted to witness it with her own eyes, but she couldn't see the end clearly......

Far southwest, outside the ancient country of the southwest, on the shore of Yanqing Lake......

The moonlight is like water, and the boat is leisurely......

The wind dancers rise and fall, paddling slowly across the silent Yanqing Lake......

A layer of mist was lifted by her oars, revealing a red pavilion inside......

On the top of the red pavilion, a woman stands quietly in the pavilion, looking at the bright moon in the sky......

"Auntie!"

Wind Dance called softly.

The woman turned her head slowly, her face was delicate, her hair was snow-white, she looked like a twenty-eight beauty, but her eyes had been flowing through endless years.

"Wu'er, you're here to celebrate my birthday again." My aunt's voice is also elegant.

Feng Wu smiled: "The night Wu'er was born, my aunt came here after delivering the baby for me, with Le Ting as the boundary, self-styled for eighteen years, you gave me life, but then I couldn't see me, so I gave it to my aunt every birthday to see." Let you know that the dance you delivered with joy is a year older. ”

"Eighteen years!" My aunt sighed softly: "From being waiting to be fed to being slim, and then to today's graceful demeanor, you have grown up." ”

Feng Wu smiled lightly: "You know what? Auntie, they all say I look like you. ”

My aunt smiled, this smile was full of amorous feelings, this smile was full of manners: "Today, how do you want my aunt to celebrate your birthday?" Would you like to play a song? ”

"It's not!" Feng Wu said: "Today I don't come to listen to music, on the contrary, I want to play a song for my aunt!" ”

"That's great!" My aunt said happily: "I already know that your happiness is progressing rapidly, so let my aunt listen to it today!" ”

Feng Wu sat down on the boat and picked up the Yaoqin in his hand......

Ding Dong......

This was a handsome sound, and my aunt was slightly shocked......

The music started, as if Xianle had been in the past nine days, and my aunt's whole body was shaken......

At the end of the song, my aunt's eyes lit up like stars: "Seven tones?!" ”

"Exactly!" Feng Wu said: "Auntie, the music of the world has opened a new door, and the seven-tone era has come!" ”

"The era of seven tones has come! The era of seven tones has come...... "My aunt is not guarded, and her white hair is gently swaying in the wind......

"My aunt has been writing for 18 years, and she wants to open a new door with Ledao, and break through the realm and enter the sainthood with the true merit of Ledao, but the world has changed, and the world has opened this new door......"

My aunt is crumbling, and her red pavilion is also crumbling.

As Feng Wu said, in the past eighteen years, she has been sealed in the literary world, and her fundamental purpose is to one day break through the boundary and enter the sainthood.

The direction of her breaking the boundary is to make up for the shortcomings of the five tones and complete the feat of opening the world on the music track.

However, today's wind dance has brought a song, which has made up for the shortcomings of the five tones, and it is a flawless seven tones!

In this way, her eighteen years of penance suddenly became meaningless.

Even if she realized the seven tones, she was still one step too late.

She's no longer a pioneer!

Her feeling at this moment was the same as that of the Nanchu monks on the Baiqi Plain that day.

But her literary attainments and state of mind are obviously not comparable to those of the Southern Chu monks, she did not vomit blood, nor did she lose all her thoughts, but her heart was shocked......

(End of chapter)