"Xiao Ran, come and see my dream back pill, there are Po Wu wood, moxibustion grass, dragon sandalwood, Xinghai sand...... Among them, there is a special herb, which is unique to Qingkong, guess what????" ?

"Xiao Ran, I've been researching a freak cream recently, and I'm missing a right-hand man, why don't you help me?"

"Xiao Ran, a few days ago, Jiajun got a feather of a strange bird overseas, gently riding the wind, the color is beautiful, I made two sets of sand skirts, you have time to come to me, see if you like it?" This is the little cousin, the Jiajun in her mouth is a real person of An's Yuanying and the owner of Ye Zifeng.

"Sister Ran, in a few years, I want to travel around the outer continents, if I go to the Northern Regions, do you have to introduce my brother-in-law to me and also point me to my fighting skills?"

…… An Ran dealt with them one by one, she knew very well in her heart that the reason why these relatives in the clan were friendly and close to her was nothing more than a Li Ji standing behind her;

Now Li Ji has almost confirmed the position of the first person in Jindan, and the future of Lingshan is not a problem, even Yuanying has a lot of hope, so everyone wants to have a good relationship with her, and if she is hooked, she will be the first hitter of Jindan, and even in the future, it is very likely to become the first thug of Qingkong, so the investment in such prospects must be started in advance.

You must know that decades ago, when she participated in similar occasions, she was only on the second floor, or even at the bottom, just like her former close friend An Night, peace of mind, and now she is not still looking at the bottom of the prime minister?

One of the most important items is that such elegant and artistic things as qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, the more knowledgeable people are, the more they love this tune, and even some of them go to the extreme, condensing these leisurely and leisurely things into the Tao.

Condensing into the Dao, of course these women who cling to the man's tail can't do it, but it's still okay to be simple vassal and elegant, and they are all monks who have read at least hundreds or thousands of Taoist Janes, so they can't do it themselves, and the level of appreciation must be there.

One of the ways of the piano, not everyone is proficient, but there are not a few, there are a few women who play the piano, and there are women who are in harmony with each other, but also make a very interesting artistic conception, these women, all day full of food and nothing to do, practice too hard, use these things to pass the time, the level will naturally not be bad.

Chess, of course, will not really be a fight together, but just make a few Zhenlong endgames, investigate the dead and alive, slay the dragon to collect the gas;

Then there is the book, the book, should refer to calligraphy and the like, but in the blue sky, calligraphy has not yet formed a system, the book here, is everyone to write poems, lyrics, this is a big item, is the easiest to enliven the atmosphere of the content, in the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, has always been the existence of the finale.

After reading 3,000 volumes, I don't know how to write poems and poems! The masses have a strong foundation, and they will have fun when they have fun.

Soon came to a program - throwing pots, monks throwing pots and mortals throwing pots are different, that there is no problem of throwing or not throwing, the mystery is in the chips in the pot, there are different topics recorded on the chips, or writing poems, or lyrics, or couplets, or couplets, whoever throws which chip, they must act according to the order;

In the end, it was the turn of the birthday star to throw the pot, she threw it, and the pot fell down, and everyone picked it up and took a look, it turned out to be a couplet: The daughter is sad and ...... My daughter was ...... Daughter ...... Daughter Le ......

Very couplet of the scene, as long as the second half of each head is right, the old birthday star is very happy to play today, but from the ring to find a piece of soul incense, this is the Chonghuang Gate of the holy medicine, the formula material has long been lost and extinct, leave a dozen just with a section of less, can call the soul, the monk died within an hour of using this thing, there is a great possibility of resurrection, is the real Chonghuang treasure.

"I won't do it, all of you come together, I see who does it well, I will award this soul return incense to her!"

Everyone said yes in unison, this reward is especially valuable, even the well-informed An clan people are also excited, and there are women who are not very good at poetry and couplets to make suggestions,

"Since it is the kindness of the ancestors, why don't you let everyone present participate? It is better to be happy alone than to be happy, and let the big guys feel the generosity and kindness of the ancestors?" It was An Ran's little cousin who spoke, she was good at painting, but she was not good at poetry, but she had a personal retinue under her Ye Zifeng, who was a good poet and was very talented in this regard.

The old birthday star glanced at her, how could she be willing to let those lowly subordinates participate in her birthday? But the little cousin did have some identities, and it was not good for her to get off the stage, so she compromised:

"There are hundreds of people under the cloister, and if they are all involved, it will take a lot of time to judge alone, I know your intentions, so let's do it, the couplets made by each family, regardless of who the author is, will be rewarded for writing well!"

She understood her meaning very clearly, and allowed to find a gunman to do it for her, and the little cousin was waiting for this sentence, and quickly passed on the meaning.

This little cousin is not the only one looking for the gunman, and the entourage is also a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and pure straw bales can't mix this soft rice to eat, but the ones who really participate in this competition are only the noblewomen on the high platform and the second layer, but there are dozens, and those women in the clan at the bottom are not qualified, so what if they fight?

Outside the corridor, hundreds of entourages mostly looked at the dozen or so lucky people who ghostwrote for the master, including Ye Zifeng, of course.

Ye Zifeng was triumphant, pretentious, shelf-like, looking up to the sky for contemplation, no matter what the level was, the posture of this literary master was enough.

After a while, Ye Zifeng smiled and nodded, as if he had a good look, picked up the jade slip with his left hand, pointed to the burning with his right hand, pointed to the dragon and snake, and in a trance, he waved and shook, and carefully reviewed it, and then he was satisfied with it, and looked around with joy, and was about to go to the hall.

At this time, one of the spiritual lamps in the corridor suddenly had a burst sound, one bright and one dark, and then the light was restored, this is a normal phenomenon, the spiritual lamp uses the spiritual stone as the source of energy, and the quality of individual spiritual stones is flawed, and this kind of bursting occasionally occurs when the spiritual lamp is lit at night, which is not unusual.

Everyone's eyes and minds were attracted by the sudden change of this spiritual lamp, and then returned to normal.