Put the ink in the inkstone, Lin Xuan walked to Li Dacai's position, picked up the pen on the table, and just wanted to put it into the Qiankun ring, as if he thought of something, took the white paper on the table to write poems, and tore it directly.

I took a new piece of white paper, thought about it for a while, wrote it on the paper, the pen was like a dragon, and soon wrote a poem, with a sentence attached by the way, and finally took a look, and seemed to be very satisfied, and smiled.

Sensing that Li Dacai was about to come back, Lin Xuan put away the pen, his figure flickered, disappeared from the boat, opened a door of space on the lake, and disappeared in an instant.

"You're a girl, it's hard to return to Dadu, and you still want me to cultivate, can't you take a break?"

Li Dacai scolded and returned to the boat, at first glance, he didn't see Lin Xuan's figure, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the table, and he was stunned again, there were two pieces of paper on the table, one of which had a line of words written on it, which was written by Lin Xuan, Li Dacai just glanced at it, and then fell on the other piece of paper.

After looking at it for a long time, Li Da finally looked around, saw that no one noticed him, silently accepted the line of words left by Lin Xuan, and then unfolded the paper with poems on the table.

"Confucian, I've written it. ”

He looked at the old Confucian scholars in front of him and said, several old Confucian scholars were startled and walked over.

"So fast?" asked an old Confucian scholar.

"Of course, I have read all the books in the library of Baishan College, I can be described as knowledgeable, rich in learning, just one poem, I can make it casually, look, just this one, I just wrote it, how about it?"

Li Dacai said, several old Confucian scholars were stunned by Li Dacai, their eyes fell on the table, and when they saw the poems on the table, they were stunned, then shocked, and finally amazed.

"Wonderful!"

"What a poem!"

"This poem should be the first of this word conference, it is indisputable, Childe is really amazing!"

A few old Confucian scholars exclaimed, looking at the poems on the table, it was like looking at a rare treasure, and then looking at Li Dacai, it was completely a picture of a literati and sage.

"Ahem! A few people are overrated, the kid is only a little talented, and the sage can't afford it. ”

Li Dacai was also deliberately polite, with a smile on his face, full of sassy temperament.

"No, Childe should be the leader of this session of the Word Fu Conference, and won the name of Qianshui Talent, this poem is definitely the first poem of the Qianshui Lake Word Fu Conference in recent decades, Childe is too modest. ”

A few old Confucian scholars said, and some other talented people were a little unconvinced, and they also gathered around, looked at the table, and saw the poems on the table, and they were also amazed.

"Haha, low-key, I, Li Dacai, have always been low-key, they are all a little talent, just a little better than you. ”

Being held by the stars, Li Dacai was very happy, and he directly forgot about the pen being taken away by Lin Xuan, in his heart, a pen is just a thing, it is not a matter, and it is not his anyway.

White Mountain College!

On the White Mountain, in a simple and simple courtyard, an elegant middle-aged man was cultivating against the mountain wind, and at some point, he suddenly opened his eyes, and on the side of the sky, an emperor flew in.

"Dean!"

This is a triple emperor, and in most of the capitals, he is also a big man, but he is respectful in front of the elegant middle-aged people.

"Did you find it?"

"Dean, I went to the Xuan District, the Black District, the Qianshui Lake, and the Forgotten District, but I didn't find any trace of the son. ”

The triple emperor said, standing in front of the elegant middle-aged man, with a restrained attitude, without a trace of the emperor's attitude.

This elegant middle-aged man is none other than Baishan Jushi, the dean of Baishan Academy, a powerful man, second only to Emperor Ning in most of the capital, the peak of the powerful.

"Forget it, Baishi, don't look for it anymore, he'll naturally come back when he's tired of playing, I have one thing I need you to do. ”

The Baishan monk said, and then instructed Baishi something, Baishi's eyes stared, and he left Baishan.

After Baishi left, a big demon like a tiger and a lion appeared at the back of the courtyard, just a head, the size of the courtyard, looking at the Baishan monk, it spat out people's words.

"Emperor Ning is about to fall, and it seems to be calm in most of the capital, but in fact it is turbulent, why don't you call Dacai back?"

The Baishan monk did not look back, but stood on the side of the mountain, looking at the entire capital, and a gleam crossed in his eyes.

"Dacai has had a good time over the years, it's time for him to suffer some setbacks, this world has never lacked geniuses, Dacai is just one of them, and there are a few people in most of the capital, who will not be inferior to him. ”

"A genius who surpasses the great talents? The liger seemed stunned for a moment, and then remembered someone.

"It's not just one person. ”

The Baishan monk said, his eyes were shining, and the lion tiger beast lion tiger had some doubts, and looked at the Baishan monk.

"Is there anyone else besides Guan Shanyue?" asked the liger.

"Yes, there are only three people I know, and now there is one person in Baishan Academy, I believe you also know him. ”

"You're talking about the new idiot boy?"

"Hmm. ”

"Master, where's the pen I gave you?"

"What pen?"

"I asked Dacai to hand it over to you, and it took me a few years to find Zhu Qing's dime debris to refine it. ”

......

What happened in Baishan Academy, Lin Xuan naturally didn't know, and he wouldn't know that the Baishan monk was actually surnamed Li, and his full name was Li Baishan, and Li Dacai was the only son of the Baishan monk.

Of course, Lin Xuan also knew that Li Dacai's origin was definitely not simple, the person who came to find Li Dacai was a very powerful peak emperor, an emperor who was a little weaker than the king of Nantian County and the evil sword emperor, and that emperor had no murderous aura.

Lin Xuan left two pieces of paper, the first one was written very simply, just one line of words, which was what Lin Xuan wanted to say to Li Dacai.

"Brother Li, there happens to be something, I'll go first, borrow the pen first, and then return it to you when I have the opportunity to do so, this poem will be given to you, I hope Brother Li won't blame me, regret, uh, no time. ”

Borrow, in Lin Xuan's heart, the meaning of this word is the same as taking, as for returning it, to hell with it!

The poem was written by Lin Xuan seriously, so he should have bought this poem with this poem, Lin Xuan's poem is not comparable to the little yellow text written by Li Dacai, the so-called word is an equivalent exchange.

In the inheritance, in addition to the recipe of Tongtian creation, there are still countless fragmentary memories, among these fragmentary memories, the most is reading, countless books, no matter how complicated the poems and ancient scriptures, there are some, Lin Xuan is now also familiar with the ancient and modern.

Who is he? From the fragmentary memories, it can be seen that he should be a person in ancient times, as for his face, Lin Xuan can't see it, as if it is a taboo that cannot be touched.

(End of chapter)