Lintian looked at everything in front of him, full of surprise, because it was so real.

He took a few steps forward, along the cracked ditch in the great basin, but he froze, he looked at the huge whirlpool in the sky, and he finally understood where it was.

It turns out that this is in its own 'sea of transport'!

Looking at the cracked earth under his feet, he finally understood that this huge basin was originally a sea that he had opened up, but it was someone else's sea, so it was really called 'sea', but his own was not even a stream, and there were deserts and oases, but his own was so pitiful.

Lintian smiled helplessly, he had already known that his luck was exhausted, so he was not very sad, but at this moment, the sky vortex suddenly opened, and a torrent fell from the sky and poured on the earth.

This breath is very familiar with the sky, it is the torrent of national fortune of Daxuan, it turns out that this is the benefit of the national fortune poem, the reward of the national fortune, will make the national fortune into its own luck, although it is only a part, but for ordinary people, it is a huge harvest.

The torrent poured down and poured into the ditch in the parched earth, which may have been moisturized for several long years, and Lin Tian suddenly felt that even the surrounding air was moistened.

However, the good times did not last long, and it didn't take long for the torrent of heaven to end, and all of them rushed to the arid earth, however, for such a vast and parched land, these torrents were only a little moisturized, and perhaps part of the ground was not dry and hard, or maybe it became softer.

However, it didn't have much effect, and the torrent was sucked in by the earth. It's like a sponge. It's fleeting. All that's left is a ditch. And this puddle of water, most likely, will be evaporated immediately.

If any Wenxiu, including a person above the Jinshi Wen, can see such a picture, he must think that he is dreaming, how is this possible? That is the torrent of national fortune, and this kind of infusion of national fortune brought by the Nine Heavens Dragon Yin is a huge reward for anyone.

And there will be a powerful improvement in luck, but here in the sky, it is not enough to gather a pool of water, just to make the dry ground no longer dry and cracked.

And whoever sees the 'Yunhai' in the sky will be even more surprised, and it is estimated that they may think that they are in another world.

Because of the sea in the sky. Extraordinarily large, though not lucky. But the things he pretends to be lucky are so big that they are boundless, which is not what people understand in common sense, and I am afraid that saints, or higher levels, are nothing more than that.

Lintian looked at the small ditch that was a little wet under his feet, smiled helplessly, then shook his head, and said with some self-deprecation: "At least it's moistened, isn't it......"

Then, he sorted out his thoughts, he knew that he was in his mind, so since the watering of Yunhai had ended, it was time to go back, and then he controlled the whirlpool in the sky, and a golden light stood out and shone on Lintian's body, and then Lintian became fascinated by his eyes and disappeared into Yunhai......

Lintian was no longer there, and he might have returned to reality, but when he left, the small ditch, as if with a spirit, actually flowed on its own, and after a while, this pool of water flowed to the center of the basin, which was the largest ditch that had dried up, and even the ground cracked.

The fissure ditch is like a canyon, bottomless, but in the depths of this ditch, there is a slow oozing breath, just for a moment, it disappears without a trace, and the puddle of water, along the cracked earth, slipped below, to the deepest part of the crack.

It was dark below, with only a beam of light from above, but it was obscured by various cliffs, and the water flowed to the bottom and finally into a place.

It was a black box, and the water ran through the cracks in the box......

Maybe if Lin Tian was here, he would definitely recognize it, isn't this 'black box' exactly the box that he unintentionally picked up when he was reincarnated in his previous life......?

Lintian slowly opened his eyes and returned to reality, in his mind, it felt very long, but in fact, it was only a moment.

At this time, the golden torrent of national fortune has been paid attention to, and the sound of the dragon's chant in the sky has gradually dissipated, and after that, the entire capital has returned to calm.

In Fengxuan Tower, everyone looked at Lintian, except for surprise and disbelief, there were no other distractions to think about, because of the previous dragon chanting, they already knew that this was the Jiuxiao Dragon chant!

Wen Yong was already a little stupid, he felt like he was dreaming, was this true? How could this be? Could it be that Lin Tian's talent was astonishing? Can every poem be a poem of national fortune, and every poem does not rely on its own luck?

Wen Yong felt that he must have made a mistake there, today this is a situation where he is sure to win, but the ending is not what he thinks in his heart, isn't God no longer favoring him, can this also make him so lucky?

Wang Ming on the side had no blood on his face, he knew that from the moment Long Yin began, he had already lost, completely lost, he suddenly felt that fortunately he did not come forward to compose a poem, otherwise the current blow would probably be more uncomfortable than Wen Yong.

There was silence for a while, but Hongxia on the stage was the first to react, breathed a sigh of relief, and then stepped forward and made a big salute!

At this time, everyone reacted, Lintian is also a poem of national fortune, so everyone has to run a big gift with the country, and Wen Yong was the same at that time, everyone made a salute and thanked the true dragon of the national fortune.

Wen Yong was already trembling, but he couldn't show it at this time, he just clenched his teeth and saluted with everyone, but it was obvious that his movements had begun to stiffen and he felt a little weak.

Lintian was still calm, although he was also a little happy in his heart, but he didn't show it, he just turned his head and looked at Hongxia on the stage.

Hongxia understood what Lintian meant, and at the same time, she understood even more what Lord Feng meant by 'waiting' before, and she walked to the gauze tent.

"The poem is over, what's next?" Hongxia said softly.

With Hongxia's questioning, everyone became nervous, because the final verdict came, and the woman in the gauze tent said 'Waiting', that is to say, she probably already knew that Lintian's poem would be a national fortune poem, if this is really the case, then it is likely that there is no need for Miss Feng'er to appear, this is already over!

Everyone's hearts seemed to be chosen on the rope, they initially thought that if Lintian was just an ordinary poem, the gauze woman chose him, and she might make a few words to refute it, but now Lintian is a Jiuxiao Dragon, even if there are more, it can only be put in the stomach.

Miss Feng'er didn't know when, she returned to the sitting carpet in front of the guqin, with a dignified and noble face, she couldn't see any expression, but she had listened to Lintian's song "Will Enter the Wine", and she seemed to be touched.

She can feel that she may not be very far from that realm, and she is looking forward to it, and in these years, there will finally be a person like herself, who has accumulated wild and uninhibited in her heart.

Qin Sheng, Xiaoyaozi, Emperor Xuan, these people are naturally peerless arrogance, although Feng'er girl does not have their realm, but her heart is the same kind of person, and Lintian is the same, so his song "Will Enter the Wine" can get the Jiuxiao Dragon Yin of Daxuan Guoyun.

The 'dragon pattern jade seal' of the Great Xuan Guoyun is the 'relic' of Emperor Xuan', which contains part of Emperor Xuan's will, so when the poem Lintian is written so wild and uninhibited, it seems to be telling the heroic spirit of the 'Emperor Xuan' back then.

And the poem also mentions 'Emperor Xuan', so the national fortune resonates, reaching the nine heavens, the length of the dragon's breath, and the nine roars!

Miss Feng'er didn't seem to hear the voice of Hongxia outside the gauze tent, she kept recalling the poems of Lintian, this poem "Will Enter the Wine", as if she had felt lonely for many years, swept away, and her heart seemed to open a door, open-minded and comfortable.

Suddenly, she felt as if she was about to come to an enlightenment!

Her eyes widened, revealing a different kind of brilliance, and she thought silently in her heart: "Uncle Shi said that his name is Lintian... En remembered. ’

Then, she looked at Hongxia outside the gauze tent and transmitted the sound to her, and after that, there was no sound......

Hongxia nodded, this was the result she had already guessed, although she still had many doubts in her heart, but she had never objected to Miss Feng'er's decision.

Hongxia walked up to the stage, looked down, and glanced at Mu Wenyong first, but there was a lot of regret in her eyes.

Wen Yong stared at Hongxia's eyes, and suddenly, his heart sank to a low point, and at this moment he finally determined the result, he lost, he lost completely, and he lost very humiliating.

There are still people who are lucky to think that even if Lintian's poetry is powerful, then Miss Feng'er has to come out to judge, at least there should be such an opportunity. However, this is not the case.

Hongxia paused, and Zhengse said: "Lintian Gongzi is a great talent, this song "Will Enter the Wine" has won the meaning of the last piano song, congratulations to Lintian Gongzi, you are the 'bosom friend' of this last song!"

It was quiet, there was no celebration of victory, and there was no spurning and resentment from everyone, in fact, everyone just didn't want to think about it, didn't want to believe it.

Until this result came out, everyone was not surprised, because they had been worried about this result for a long time, and since they could be worried, that is, they had thought of it a long time ago.

There were no words, and there was no need to continue, Lin Tian had won! This was the first Wenbi victory since he entered Wenxiu.

He didn't have any emotions, but he felt very strange in his heart, because he didn't understand why Miss Feng'er, who had been arguing with him before, suddenly agreed with his own point of view, but he didn't continue to delve in, and just looked at Wen Yong calmly, waiting for the next development.

Wen Yong's hands were already trembling a little, he couldn't say anything, Wen Yong himself could feel it, and his chest was a little dull.

Suddenly, two golden qi fortunes flew out and flew into Lintian's body. Wang Ming and Wen Yong, on the other hand, turned pale, because those two were the luck of the two of them.

Wenbi is like this, the so-called people are watching the sky, Wenbi's Wenbi is actually competing for luck with each other, and those who lose will naturally lose their luck to each other, this is not deliberate, this is Tianli! )