Tianji Pavilion, the opportunity to control the world.

To put it simply, it is an institution that buys and sells information.

What is the big thing in this Dongfu realm, often this Tianji Pavilion is the first to know.

It can also be understood as a magazine in the previous life.

If you had to define the genre, it would be social journalism.

This Tianji Pavilion sells a heavenly machine newspaper.

Tianji Bao is naturally a news newspaper.

If there are any new or big things in this Dongfu realm, there are records in the Tianji Daily.

But that's just one aspect, the other is.

Some information is classified, and if you want to know about it, you can only pay for it.

In short, if you want to know any information, you can use Tianji Pavilion to inquire about it, as long as you have enough spirit stones.

At this time, Fang Lang immediately thought of the Song Tribulation of the Tianyuan Sect.

This Song Tribulation is a variable.

I don't know if this Tianji Pavilion can provide him with any clues.

This must be investigated.

Otherwise, he will always feel that this person wants to harm him.

...

And one more, is...

Fang Lang has a heart of love for talent again.

This Zuo Xinyun, character and talent cultivation are very good.

also has such a good temperament, which is very in line with my apprenticeship standards.

The deity has received it!

After reading Zuo Xinyun's experience notes, he found that this person was a poet idiot.

His fanaticism for poetry and poetry is bordering on madness.

Although the poems he wrote himself were a mess, he still couldn't resist his love for poetry.

Growing up in Tianji Pavilion, he has been immersed in the pile of words since he was a child.

At a young age, he fell in love with poetry, and he discovered that poetry contained a wonderful realm, and since then he has been unable to extricate himself, and began to collect all kinds of poems and compile them into a book.

Like the Dongfu Regional Poetry Immortal List, he also planned it single-handedly.

He is tired of collecting poems, but he has visited all the literati who are a little famous in the Dongfu realm, and there is no mistake or omission.

Pity.. Writing poetry requires talent as well.

Just like Li Bai in his previous life, people have been in the highlight moments all their lives, writing flowers, blooming all the way, and finally becoming a poet.

But this Zuo Xinyun is just the opposite, his poetry is in a low-light moment all the way, and he has no talent, and he eventually becomes a poet idiot.

Although it is not possible to write poetry, he is a must in appreciating poetry.

The subtlety of every poem, the artistic conception of each poem, cannot escape his eyes.

In this regard, Fang Lang said that he wanted to stun him with the poems of his previous life.

If you can't take him with one poem, then two...

Although he didn't know many poems, he was also a serious student who had experienced nine years of compulsory education in his previous life, and he still memorized a lot of poems.

At least enough to stun the left heart cloud.

And they took him as a disciple.

Since then, the Tianshan faction has had a big help from the Tianji Pavilion.

It's about the same as an extra intelligence network.

Very good, very good.

...

In the center of the pavilion, several young literati monks drew their swords and glared at Zuo Xinyun angrily.

There is a three-step posture of disagreement and blood spattered.

Facing five or six cultivators of the Open Pulse Realm, Zuo Xinyun of the Dao God Realm naturally didn't take them seriously.

Originally, he had come here today to try his luck.

Let's see if we can meet talented literati, after all, this "heavenly man" has produced a lot of powerful scholars.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived, he just sat down.

I hear poems that pollute my ears so much.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

These people are simply insulting to "poetry".

So he stepped up.

At this moment, the tension in the cabinet was tense and the atmosphere was tense.

This also attracted many monks who loved to watch the excitement.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the shopkeeper immediately offered the magic weapon of the town store - the pavilion master.

"Miss Li Shishi, please!"

The appearance of Miss Li Shishi immediately attracted a lot of exclamations.

Fang Lang on the side was also searching for his memory, and he quickly remembered it.

This Li Shishi is the owner of the heavenly attic, and she is also a famous talented woman in Bailifang.

She inherited the ancestral business at a young age, and this heavenly pavilion was taken care of by her, and her reputation grew, and many people came to visit.

Many monks, many literati, and many powerful and wealthy people also came because they admired her talent, just to see her style.

However, no one has ever seen her in person.

Every time Li Shishi appears, she wears a veil, revealing only her beautiful eyes like autumn water.

Today's Li Shishi, dressed in light purple light yarn, is as elegant as a fairy.

Her arrival immediately attracted many spectators with confused eyes and couldn't help themselves.

In the originally tense pavilion, with the arrival of Li Shishi, calm was immediately restored.

Everyone saluted Li Shishi one after another, hoping that she would be able to look at her more.

Fang Langdao on the side swept his eyes.

This Li Shishi has a good temperament, but unfortunately there is only one spiritual root, and her cultivation talent is average, which instantly disappointed Fang Lang.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are polite. Li Shishi's graceful body squatted slightly and saluted.

Although she was covered by a veil, she still couldn't stop her from squirting out of the beauty and vulgarity.

Simple decoration, elegant and plain dress, gentle with a hint of fairy, but also set off her talented temperament more prominently.

"Miss Shishi is polite. Everyone returned the salute, and everyone lost their arrogance before, and turned to be polite and humble.

Li Shishi's soft voice was like a heavenly sound, and she lightly opened her lips: "Ladies and gentlemen, the heavenly pavilions welcome people of insight from all over the world, and it is a place for literati monks to guide the country and fly their talents. ”

"That's, that's. ”

"We are also friends in writing, and we are definitely not here to pick quarrels and provoke trouble. ”

"Exactly, exactly. ”

Brother Huang and Brother Lai, who took the lead just now, laughed again and again.

Looking at this scene, Fang Lang couldn't help but secretly admire, this poetry girl is really influential.

In just one sentence, everyone was immediately calmed down, and the situation that was originally started without a word was directly pressed.

The situation subsided, Zuo Xinyun still had a disdainful look on his face, and his anger did not subside.

And Brother Huang, Brother Lai and others also looked at him angrily.

The literati are light.

Now that Miss Shishi is here, they no longer pay attention to Zuo Xinyun, and instead ask Miss Shishi for advice.

Among them, Brother Huang and Brother Lai are ready to make another masterpiece and ask her for advice.

Just as they were about to continue to be vassal, Fang Lang's voice full of true qi came.

"I don't see the ancients before. ”

"I didn't see anyone who came. ”

Fang Lang's voice came into everyone's ears, and everyone couldn't help but look back at the place where the voice came out.

Guest seats, to the left of the screen.

Fang Lang, who wore the mask of the Holy Son, came out.

His voice was full of confidence and excitement, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Walking towards the center of the pavilion, Fang Lang couldn't help but glance at Zuo Xinyun.

Zuo Xinyun: "....."

"Thinking of the world and the world, I am alone and crying. ”

Fang Lang took one step at a time, and when he walked to the center, he finished reading the second half of the sentence.

Fang Lang recited poetry, his voice was strong, his feelings were full, and his posture was in place.

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned.

Including Li Shishi and Zuo Xinyun.

When they came back to taste it again, they were immediately amazed.

"Good poetry!"

Zuo Xinyun's eyes were bright, and he was very excited, "The language is vigorous and unrestrained, very infectious, making people read heartily and lingering!"

The poem is concise, clear and robust. Li Shishi's beautiful eyes were full of envy, and she read silently, "I can feel the vastness of the earth when I listen to it, and I feel my own insignificance when I read it." ”

In the vast fairy road, how many people have fallen before the fairyland.

This poem really writes about the loneliness and loneliness of my generation of monks, the state of mind of being unwilling to be miserable, and fighting against the heavens.

"Alone and wept. ”

This is a peerless poem!

This poem is the most powerful in ancient and modern times, and it will inevitably be recorded in the history of cultivating immortals!

This is Zuo Xinyun and Li Shishi, the common idea at this moment.

And Zuo Xinyun was more like he had found a treasure, and hurriedly came over to pay a visit.

Li Shishi also saluted Fang Lang with reverence to express her admiration.

Brother Huang, Brother Lai and the others on the side were already a little speechless in surprise.

This inexplicable man, in just four sentences, directly told them how bad the poems they wrote.

"Dare to ask the son's name. Li Shishi said politely.

"Dare to ask who this Taoist friend is. "Zuo Xinyun is also respectful.

"There's no hurry. ”

Fang Lang interrupted their conversation and motioned, "There are still a few clumsy songs below, I want you to taste them." ”

"It's an honor, fellow Daoists, please. ”

Zuo Xinyun's eyes lit up again, and he hurriedly made an invitation.

Fang Lang paused and posed first.

No matter when and where, the image comes first, which is worthy of the audience.

"The dangerous building is 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands. ”

"Don't dare to raise your voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven. ”

As soon as this poem came out, it once again caused a sensation.

At this time, more people in the cabinet gathered around.

There were exclamations.

What a poem!

Wonderful!

It coincides with the attic of the heavenly man.

Could it be that this genius specially wrote it for the Heavenly Tower?

This poem needs to be natural and simple, but the image is realistic, and it can be called a peerless masterpiece that can be seen in plain words!

It vividly depicts the heavenly pavilions standing in a hundred miles and towering in the sky!

With this poem sitting in the heavenly pavilion, it will be unprecedentedly brilliant and shine!

At this time, Zuo Xinyun on the side was speechless, and his eyes were full of shock and reverence.

Such a quatrain, shocking ghosts and gods, can be called a must!

And Li Shishi is also fascinated.

In this Heavenly Pavilion, she has seen countless talents, and she has also tasted countless good sentences.

But there has never been one that has shocked her like today.

Fang Lang looked at Zuo Xinyun who was stunned again, and looked very satisfied.

That's what I want from you.

Li Shishi, who was as delicate as silk, looked at Fang Lang's gaze and saw that Zuo Xinyun was everywhere he looked twice.

Could it be that he is to Zuo Gongzi....

Could it be that he knows the identity of Zuo Gongzi and intends to make friends?

....

In the midst of everyone's stunnedness, Fang Lang immediately said: "There is another poem below." ”

"And yes!"

Everyone was shocked again, where is this genius sacred, and there is an endless stream of superb poems.

Fang Lang smiled: "This poem is divided into two parts. ”

The first part is.

You don't see the water of the Yellow River in the sky,

Rushing to the sea and never returning.

...

I am born to be useful,

The daughter is scattered and comes back.

After chanting his so-called first part, Fang Lang stopped.

Just a few sentences caused a sensation again.

Everyone was intoxicated by this indulgent and wild verse, and they couldn't extricate themselves.

I can smell such a quatrain on the spot today, and I have no regrets in this life!

"What's next?

As soon as Zuo Xinyun came back to his senses, he walked quickly towards Fang Lang with an anxious face.