Everyone in the ring was shocked when they saw that the Great Elder Dongfang actually jumped into the ring, could it be that the Great Elder Dongfang was happy to see the hunt? It was difficult for him to hold himself for a while, so he jumped on the stage regardless of his identity? So everyone hurriedly bowed and saluted, and then gave way to both sides.

Seeing this, the Great Elder of the East slowly walked towards the crowd, and then came to the table where the poem "Unruly" was written step by step.

Looking at Li Zhongxuan and the others who were bowing on the side, he didn't say anything. It's just that looking at everyone's gaze is a little stern.

Then he said in a deep voice: "Why are you gathered here? Your poems have been finished and submitted?"

For a moment no one answered.

At this time, Yuwen Longtao suddenly took a step forward, and then said: "Great Elder Dongfang, just now the younger generation got a good sentence and asked everyone to come and evaluate it, so all the brothers and sisters gathered here. ”

The Great Elder of the East had such an expression on his face: "Oh, what kind of sentence has attracted such admiration from everyone?"

A voice came from the side, but it was the voice of Yuwen. I only heard him say: "My cousin's poem is extremely majestic, and it seems to have penetrated all the flavors of the world, and he no longer has nostalgia for the red world, and he just wants to be an immortal in the sky! If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he would say that it was a relic of an immortal, and I am afraid everyone would believe it!"

Yuwen Longtao heard this with a slight look, although his work is good, but if it is said to be like the legacy of the heavenly immortals, it is too much to exalt him!

The Great Elder of the East looked puzzled at this moment, he looked at Yuwen Fengliu and said, "Is that really the case?

Hearing this, Yuwen Fengliu hurriedly walked to the side of the Great Elder of the East, and then pointed to the poem on the table and said: "This is the poem that Cousin Long Tao just wrote, which really makes us admire it and fascinate it!"

Hearing this, the Great Elder of the East also shifted his gaze from everyone to the table in front of him. He paused for a long time, then sighed. Looking at Yuwen Longtao standing next to him, how could he not be as young and frivolous as him back then? It's just that the years pass like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, I am already gray and old. Without spiritual roots, we can't cultivate immortals, and we can't live forever, even if we grow up in this cave Tianbaodi, what's the point? Life is not the slightest wave day after day, monotonous and boring. How good would it be if we could really live as chic and fearless as in such a poem? But the years are like the passing water of the Yangtze River, rolling away and difficult to come again.

It is indeed a good poem, although proud, although frivolous!But if a young man is not proud, not frivolous, what kind of young man is it? The Great Elder of the East looked at Yuwen Longtao on the side with admiration, and then said with a smile: "It is indeed a good poem, but young people should not be too arrogant!" As he spoke, he patted Yuwen Longtao lightly on the shoulder, and then turned around and was about to leave......

At this time, a tactful and melodious voice like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley came: "Although this poem is good, I don't think it can be compared to Li Gongzi's Bodhisattva." ”

"Oh, hearing the eldest lady say this, there is a masterpiece that is superior to this poem?" the Great Elder of the East stopped and looked at a woman with a beautiful national appearance on the side. Li Zhongxuan saw that the Great Elder of the East called him the eldest lady, presumably this girl was Dongfang Shui Yi!

Dongfang Shuiyi stepped forward and said, "Great Elder, we were in a circle just now, just now because of Li Gongzi's lyrics!"

The Great Elder of the East had such an expression, and then said: "If you can enter the eyes of the eldest lady, it must indeed be a masterpiece! ”

Dongfang Shui Yi replied, "Great Elder, wait a minute, I'll go and get it." As he spoke, he walked to the table where Li Zhongxuan was just now, took the piece of rice paper with a few crosses written on it and handed it to the Great Elder of the East.

When the great elder of the East saw that the daughter of the patriarch had taken it personally, he naturally understood that this work must be extraordinary, otherwise where would Miss Lao take the poem by herself! On weekdays, the eldest lady only had Yuwen Fenghua in her eyes, even if it was Yuwen Fengyue, whose own brother was known as a "martial idiot", she would not take a second look, but she didn't expect that she would be so out of shape today because of a poem. He propped up the rice paper with both hands, and then the whole person froze and remained motionless.

"Penglai...... Man is speechless...... Screen...... Smiling...... Infinite affection. He muttered under his breath. There seems to be a fairy in front of him, who is the sister of the current patriarch of the Yuwen clan. She is not a very ordinary girl, but she lives in the most important position in her heart. When she was young, she accompanied him to catch fish and birds, and he followed her to flutter flowers and butterflies...... Decades have passed in a blink of an eye, and she is full of gray hair, and she has lost the good temper she had treated herself back then, but it seems that she is even more inseparable from each other. She would do his laundry and cook, and she would dislike him for not bathing and going to bed, she would give birth to children for him, and also make his bed and quilt...... She is so ordinary, but she is also so beautiful.

"Alas...... This man is old, and he always likes to remember!" he sighed in a low voice. Then he said to Dongfang Shuiyi: "It is indeed a masterpiece, it is indeed not inferior to Yuwen Longtao's poem......" He looked at Dongfang Shuiyi who wanted to speak and stopped, and thought, sure enough, women in the world are average, and they like to put their children's love before their family and country. But if he really asked him to evaluate this word, compared to the song "Unruly", he would really have some difficulties for a while.

Then I saw him raise his eyebrows and have an idea. He said to Dongfang Shuiyi: "Good poems, good words, good words, good poems, if I am to be the judge, it is really difficult for me to distinguish which one is better." Let's submit the poems and let them be scored. Between the words, it is clear that these two masterpieces have been put in the first and second positions.

Many people next to him saw this, but no one objected, because they all knew that no matter how good they were, they couldn't compare to these two. Still, some people lifted their spirits and walked to the unmanned table and began to pick up their pens. Even if my own book is unbearable, it is also obtained by my own heart, even if everyone can't read it, so what? I just need to write what I think, and what others think about it?

After a while, the onlookers here finally dispersed, walked to the table one by one and began to write hard! And there were only five people left: Dongfang Great Elder, Yuwen Fengliu, Yuwen Longtao, Dongfang Shuiyi, and Li Zhongxuan.

The Great Elder of the East swept his gaze over Li Zhongxuan, revealing a hint of a smile, as if he was very satisfied! Then he looked at Li Zhongxuan and said, "Although you are an outsider, you can come to our cave heaven and have your own destiny in the dark. In the past, I had only heard that you often lingered in the library pavilion, but today I didn't expect you to write such a masterpiece, it's really rare!" As he spoke, he stroked the white beard on his chin slightly, and the smile in his eyes was even worse.

Hearing the affirmative words of the Great Elder of the East, Li Zhongxuan scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Thank you for the praise of the Great Elder, the kid is not daring to be it." ”

"Hahaha...... You don't have to be so modest, both of you are amazing literary talents, so what's the point of being frivolous young people? When I was young, I was even more arrogant than you!" The Great Elder of the East looked at the two of them and smiled: "Okay, hurry up and submit your poems, and whoever wins or loses will be handed over to the ten masters to evaluate!"

Both of them nodded yes, and the Great Elder of the East laughed when he saw this and withdrew from the sidelines, leaving the four of them silent.

It was Yuwen Longtao who took the lead in breaking the deadlock, and he said with a smile: "Brother Li's talent is indeed admired by me, if I don't dare to compare with it on weekdays! ”

Then he continued: "Miss Dongfang, I wonder if your masterpiece has been submitted?"

Dongfang Shuiyi replied expressionlessly: "Go ahead, I have already handed over what I have done." With that, she also turned away, leaving only the three of them looking at each other!

Seeing this, Li Zhongxuan touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "Then in that case, let's submit the poems together." The two Yuwen Longtao brothers naturally had no reason not to be, so the three of them handed over their work to the ten masters for evaluation.

It's just that after submitting the poem, for some reason, Li Zhongxuan didn't go to the ring. His Bodhisattva Barbarian had attracted countless eyes before, and he had naturally attracted the attention of many people because he had not stepped out of the ring at this moment. He smiled and walked to a table, then stretched out his right hand and gently picked up the brush, and then kept moving the pen and didn't know what he was writing!

After a while, I saw Li Zhongxuan holding a piece of rice paper in both hands and handing it to the ten masters, and then walked out of the ring.