"Garbage. ”

This faint voice sounded, and the audience was silent for a while.

Litter!

Someone actually said that Jiang Dahai made poetry garbage?

The crowd was dumbfounded.

Who is Jiang Dahai?

That is the first poet of the Little Heaven Domain, a strong man in the Little Heaven Domain, and a personal disciple of Du Shangyin.

And to be able to become the personal disciple of the poet saint Du Shangyin, it is a talented Tianjiao generation.

Such a good poem made by Tianjiao is called garbage?

It makes them very messy.

They can't help but cast themselves at the source of the sound.

I saw that at this time, a little Taoist boy who was about twelve years old, dressed in white, walked in slowly from outside the Tianxiang Pavilion.

In his right hand, he holds a bamboo bottle.

"Who are you?"

Tianxiang Pavilion Lord Chu Liuxiang frowned, pointed at him and asked.

"I'm the woman you can't get in your life!"

Xiao Daotong said softly, his expression was calm, and he had the demeanor of its owner, Chen Changsheng.

When everyone heard this, they were shocked, and then they carefully looked at the young man in front of them.

After taking a closer look, I found that the little Taoist boy in front of me turned out to be a girl.

"What do you have in your hand?"

Zhao Chunyan, a girl with a face as delicate as a spring peach, with a pair of moving eyes, keenly noticed the bamboo bottle, frowned slightly, and said.

"Woman, this is my master's reply to you, you are so good to read it, and it will be destroyed after reading it. If the second person can see the contents of the letter and know the source of the letter, you little heaven will wait to perish. ”

Xiao Daotong lightly threw the bamboo bottle into her hand, looked calm, and turned to leave.

"Arrogance!"

When Chu Liuxiang heard this, he was furious, "Just a little Taoist boy, Hugh's arrogance! Audacious, he even wants to destroy the Little Heaven Domain, is he not afraid of flashing his tongue when he says big things?"

Others glared angrily.

Xiao Daotong's words, didn't they say that these immortal cultivators were useless.

"With us, who can destroy the Little Heavens? It's really ridiculous! Little girl, the old man tells you that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky, and there are some big words, but I can't say them!" an old man said lightly.

The corner of Xiao Daotong's mouth hooked disdainfully, and he lightly spit out four words: "The frog at the bottom of the well." ”

As soon as these words came out, this group of people was even more furious, if she wasn't a little girl, they would have rolled up their sleeves and her!

"Noise!"

At this time, Jiang Dahai, who had a gloomy face, waved his sleeves, pointed at Xiao Daotong and said angrily, "I don't care how arrogant you are!

"Everywhere is rubbish. Xiao Daotong said lightly.

"Arrogant!"

The old man's neck was red, among them, the most talented is Jiang Dahai, if Jiang Dahai is garbage, then what can the poems they make be counted?

Is garbage as good?

For a time, all the crowd was excited.

Jiang Dahai was even more furious, and said, "Since you said that my poems are rubbish, then you have the ability to make one?"

"I won't. ”

Xiao Daotong said lightly.

"Won't?"

Jiang Dahai and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they laughed, "You don't know, you dare to say that the poetry we make is rubbish?

Xiao Daotong turned around, her expression was calm, she looked at Jiang Dahai, and said lightly: "I won't, but my master will." ”

"Your master?"

Jiang Dahai was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "Who is your master?"

"My master is a man of the world. Xiao Daotong said.

"A master of the world?"

Everyone was surprised, as if they had heard some big joke, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I'm still a master in the world?

Xiao Daotong frowned slightly, and a touch of evil appeared between his eyebrows.

He didn't want to cause trouble.

From start to finish, she didn't cause trouble.

She's just doing honest things and saying honest things.

The poems he makes are really rubbish, and it can be said that they don't make sense.

However, these people dared to make fun of her master, which made her unbearable.

Therefore, in the contemptuous eyes of everyone, Xiao Daotong said lightly: "Zhongshan is pale and yellow, and millions of heroes have crossed the river. ”

The laughter of the crowd suddenly came to an abrupt end.

Their faces suddenly became very solemn.

"The tiger is better than the past, and the world is turned upside down and generous. ”

Jiang Dahai and the others suddenly widened their eyes, and their breathing became more and more tight.

Their eyes stayed firmly on Xiao Daotong, and seeing that Xiao Daotong was silent, they hurriedly said: "What's the back? What's behind?"

They are all proficient in poetry, and they can immediately distinguish the good and bad of poetry, and the first four sentences can be described as excellent poems, and they have chanted poems a hundred times, and it is the first time they have heard such shocking verses.

Their expressions were full of longing, and the things they had just laughed at seemed to have been forgotten by them.

Xiao Daotong smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and continued: "It is advisable to chase after the poor with the remaining bravery, and not to sell the name of the overlord." ”

"If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life. ”

Rumble!

This poem fell, only to see that in the Tianxiang Pavilion, in that very vast space, there was immediately a vision of heaven and earth that was enough to shake the world, on which there seemed to be a hundred schools of thought, ode to the supreme scriptures, the sun, the moon, mountains and rivers, and the nine heavens and thunder all appeared, exuding an earth-shattering and terrifying coercion.

Everyone was stunned to see this supreme vision, and they were shocked and speechless for a long time.

"Zhongshan is pale and yellow, and millions of heroes have crossed the river. ”

"The tiger is better than the past, and the world is turned upside down and generous. ”

"It is advisable to chase the poor bravely, and not to sell the name of the overlord. ”

"If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life. ”

While staring at the vision of the supreme heaven and earth, everyone recited this poem that was enough to move the eternal, and it seemed that there were countless turbulent waves in their hearts, which made their hearts difficult to calm down for a long time!

"If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life. ”

"If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life......"

Everyone whispered, and suddenly the old man looked up to the sky and roared, "If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life......"

Rumble!

A long roar fell, and suddenly obscure scriptures appeared around him, and the scriptures entwined him, and his own aura was also rising rapidly.

Meanwhile.

On the top of his head, three golden flowers appeared, and above the golden flowers, there was a sense of vicissitudes that seemed to have gone through the ages, and it seemed that if the sky was loved, the sky was also old, and it was better than the vicissitudes of the world.

"Wuyazi senior, he, he is enlightened!"

An exclamation came from the mouth of Chu Liuxiang, the master of Tianxiang Pavilion, and in an instant, it was a thousand shocking waves.

"Master, I realize. ”

Suddenly, Wu Yazi left two lines of tears in the corners of his eyes, happy and excited.

"Master!

He looked up to the sky and roared, then looked at Xiao Daotong with a pair of old eyes full of tears, and asked tremblingly: "Dare to ask who your master is? ”

Xiao Daotong shook his head and said, "My master has been hidden in the red dust, and he doesn't ask the world. Don't bother. ”

"Can you leave a name behind?" everyone was shocked, and Wu Yazi hurriedly asked.

Xiao Daotong pondered for a while, turned his back and walked away step by step, and the ethereal voice slowly came into everyone's ears:

"At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, the tomb of the living dead, Luo Narcissus, extinct rivers and lakes. ”