All the tension before the Chenming Continent, Wujimen seems to have disappeared, for a whole half a year, there is no public information to prove that the tension is caused by Wujimen, but everyone knows that this is what Wujimen does. But no one can break the Infinite Puppet Technique.

Half a year is a tight time, but you can't always restrain the disciples from going out. In addition to being more vigilant, each sect can only require at least two people to go out.

Danyuan Star is a world where immortals are fused. The so-called mortal refers to people who do not have spiritual roots and spiritual sense, and they refine their physiques externally, and often those who have achieved something, and their physique is different from ordinary people. But the price to pay is also quite large, and the lifespan is usually less than fifty, which is the result of the excessive squeezing of one's own potential.

Therefore, people who do not have spiritual roots and spiritual knowledge have no relationship with cultivating immortals, and those who are greedy for the prosperity of the world are not willing to spend that energy to cultivate, and there are many people who are intoxicated by poetry and songs. On the contrary, this is secretly in line with the purpose of the sects of the Three Qingdao and the Six Veins Academy in the Chenming Continent, and it is also the only sect that accepts ordinary people who have no spiritual root and spiritual sense as disciples.

The two sects and the Three Qingdao Sects are in the north, and the Six Veins Academy is in the south, and many people in the Chenming Continent will live near the sects even if they can't enter these two sects, gradually forming two super cities, the north is the Zun City, and the south is the Qingcheng. Each has its own characteristics, and between the north and the south, the common people often regard the people of these two cities as aliens, who do not follow the right path, do not engage in agricultural affairs, do not talk about business, and have empty skins but do not care about the vicissitudes of life.

On this day, the largest Qingyin Lake outside Qingcheng, the wind and sun are beautiful, the shadows of the trees are waving, and the wide lake surface is like a huge and bright mirror, under the afterglow of the sunset, it glows with golden brilliance.

The sparkling surface of the spacious lake, the pleasure boats are like shuttles, and the sound of laughter and chanting is constantly coming out from the boat, because today is the sea before the Six Veins Academy recruits ordinary disciples. The lake and the lakeside are crowded with people in various places that can carry people or stop, and there are more mortals watching the excitement. The reason is that whenever there is a man or woman who is interested in joining the Six Veins Academy, there are always handsome children or delicate women.

When the people who are unsuccessful after the sea tour are disappointed, it is the best time for each family to recruit a son-in-law and ask for a daughter-in-law. These big families who live in Qingcheng all the year round, the sons-in-law and daughters-in-law selected naturally hope to pass on to the next generation and go further. Therefore, every three years, most of the excitement of Qingyin Lake is created by the people of Qingcheng themselves.

Countless students stand on the bow of the boat, and talented women lean on the side of the boat, all with wolf-like longing in their eyes. However, after a big boat decorated with green jade slowly sailed from the upper reaches of Qingyin Lake, all of them pretended to be upright and high, their eyes did not squint, the folding fan shook gently, and the fan covered their faces, so that they had a beautiful scenery in the world, and the beauty was incomparable. Shake Yulang's hand, because of the wind to visit conveniently. ”

Song Ping existed outside a pavilion on the shore, with two wives and two maids around him, very leisurely. Of course, he and the people around him who appeared in front of everyone at this moment were not real faces, and even their breaths were completely different. The infinite puppet is difficult to guess, and how can a real person easily make people see through it.

"Husband, will the elders object to doing this?" The Seven County Lords asked.

"Madam, the objection is invalid! I know it. ”

The Seven County Lords suddenly stopped talking. As the lord of a small ordinary country, she doesn't like makeup and prefers to cultivate immortals. was originally cold and indifferent, who knew that the girl went out and was deceived by clever words, and she also cultivated immortals, but she ended up with two immortals. It seems to have a backlash with the immortal cultivation of the Chenming Continent, but in fact, it is happy.

This rhetoric is Song Pingcun, who is now a headache for the various sects in the Chenming Continent. In the first few years, I didn't realize it, in order to avoid harassment by wolves, I gave the Wen family's granddaughter Wen Hui a second room, and then I realized the pain of the boudoir, but it was too late to regret it.

Wen Hui, the granddaughter of the Wen family, is quiet, kind and happy, and often attracts her husband to be happy and not think about it, and later she simply has a big bed, which is less cold and miserable. At this time, Wen Hui's flute sounded again, as if she was pouring out her sorrow for half a year, and as if she was complaining about lovesickness.

On the big boat decorated with green jade from upstream, an old man with fairy wind and bones couldn't help but nod his head, and said loudly: "With the flute as the theme, choose one of the ten people first." ”

At this time, all the men and women who were still pretending to be reserved just now, and the young talents and women all quieted down, or muttered or put pen to paper, this is not only the talent but also the time limit, the first ten people choose one person, that is, who writes first, only ten people, it is possible to be selected one person qualification.

Wen Hui heard the sound, but stopped the flute, and scolded in a low voice: "It's really disturbing my heart, play a good song, I originally wanted to relieve my husband and sister, but it became someone's choice." ”

Song Pingcun smiled and shook his hand, "You might as well listen to how much ink these talents have, if you are annoyed, just accept it and be a disciple and chop wood every day." ”

As soon as Song Pingcun's words came out, not only the Seven County Lords and Wen Hui laughed, but even the two maids behind them, Hongcui and Greenyi, couldn't help laughing. The son of his own family went out and came back, although the sect was dismissed, but he changed back to a funny master, not to mention the two ladies, that is, the two maids felt that life was better than before.

On the shore of Qingyin Lake, talented people and talented women have been contemplating and thinking, hoping to stand out in this round of selection. Although the flute stopped, the aftermath lingered, and Wen Hui's flute provided endless inspiration for everyone.

A young man with a big belly and a round waist, and a seemingly dark face, was the first to finish, stood on the bow of the boat, held his head high, and chanted loudly:

"The lake waves reflect the sky, and the melodious sound of the flute surrounds the painting beam. Talented and beautiful people gathered, full of poetry and picturesqueness. ”

As soon as the boy's voice fell, another girl stood up lightly, her voice like a yellow warbler out of the valley, and she chanted:

"The willows on the shore of Qingyin Lake are hanging down, and the wind blows on the surface of the lake. I don't ask about the future and dreams, I just hope that the years will flow quietly. ”

Immediately after, another young talent stepped forward, and his voice was full of pride:

"The lakes and mountains are long in the sky, and the flute rhyme is melodious and heartstrings. Talented people gathered like clouds, just waiting for the name of Qingyu to stay. ”

As the first three poems were chanted, there was silence in Qingyin Lake. After a while, people began to chant one after another. It's certainly far from being peerless, but improvisation is certainly remarkable.

The old man on the green jade boat did not speak, but looked around, and when the ninth poem was recited, Song Pingcun recited it loudly with the tail note of the ninth person, and everyone was reminiscing about the artistic conception and charm of these four poems. At this moment, Song Pingcun smiled slightly and stood up. He looked at the big jade boat in the lake with blazing eyes, then cleared his throat and chanted in a low voice: "The flute rhyme is clear and shocking the golden light, and the idlers boast of the wind in the race." The white hair talks about poetry and painting, and Xianfan is hidden in the pool. There are few bosom friends in the mountains and flowing water, and the bright moon and fresh breeze are together. Mo Dao's morning song is not beautiful, and the ancient rhyme is especially long. ”

The old man on the Qingyu boat, with his ability, even if his voice is quieter, he can hear it clearly. Originally, the first few sentences recited by Song Pingcun were still shaking his head and listening carefully, but as soon as the last two sentences came out, the old man's eyes flashed, and his eyes turned to Song Pingcun's direction: "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

"If you can interpret poetry, you will know who I am. Shape up or ship out! After speaking, Song Pingcun said to the Seven County Lords and Wen Hui: "Let's go, let's go to Qingcheng for a while." ”

The two girls got up, waved their sleeves in red and green clothes, and all the objects that were still left on the original desktop were not left at all, they were clean, and the people around them realized that the son of the family who had always thought that he came to see the lively people with his wife and maid was an immortal cultivator. There was an uproar all of a sudden, it was not that there were no immortal cultivators when the Six Veins Academy was in the sea, but they usually came to support it, but today this one was obviously not to support it, but to smash it.

A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the old man on the green jade boat, but then he turned calm again. He knows very well that the person who can say so confidently here, "If you can understand poetry, you will know who I am", is by no means an idle person. Moreover, from the poems recited by Song Pingcun, he seems to have known who the current person is.

Stopping the disciples of the Six Veins Academy beside him, the old man leaned in the air, looked at the group of five people who were really heading towards the gate of Qingcheng, and said loudly: "What does Sect Master Song mean by coming?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm not looking for you to trouble. Don't come to me and ask for trouble. Song Ping didn't know how to save his head, and led the four girls to walk unhurriedly, but the words just now were gathered into a bundle of sounds, and they directly entered the old man's ears, and others could not know.

"In that case, why bother with my Six Veins Academy?" The old man's tone was unhappy, but he knew that he was incapable of confronting Song Pingcun. Before you fall, complain in a low voice. originally thought that Song Pingcun would ignore it anymore, but when he just stepped on the boat, Song Pingcun's words sounded in his ears again, "Tell them that since they can't accommodate Wuji Gate, from now on, Wuji Gate will not reappear." ”