Chapter 34: The Beginning

The night breeze blows on the body, which is quite cool.

Even if the lobby is brightly lit, it is difficult to get rid of the cold feeling.

The Great Zhou Poetry Society has always been lively, but now it is a little different.

At this moment, there is no high-minded talk, no red-faced arguments, only inaudible whispers.

The breeze is gentle.

The most famous event of the Great Zhou Dynasty began in an eerie atmosphere.

All eyes fell on the wooden table not far away, most of them with vigilance and fear.

There is no shortage of people who appear here today who are all-rounders in civil and military affairs, but when they see the people at that table, they are all a little frustrated.

One of them was the most famous swordsman of the Great Zhou, and the other was the most famous swordsman of the Great Zhou.

Looking at the last person again, they had a little hope in their hearts.

Many people knew him, and many of those present were friends with him.

"She Xiaofeng, what are you doing here? Today is a poetry party, not a drinking party?"

Someone smiled easily, his face showing gentleness, but deep in his dark eyes, there was a deep fear buried.

"Alas!"

With a sigh, She Xiaofeng put down his wine glass.

"It's not a drinking party, but it's a good wine. Since there is good wine, I don't want to miss it. ”

The other person sitting next to him shook his head, and he said softly, "If you want to come, just talk to me, but it's really a little inappropriate for your new friends to appear here." ”

She Xiaofeng laughed, he understood what they meant, but now he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb.

They were friends, but to him, Lin Xuan and Shen Xingzhi were not friends.

On the rivers and lakes, Lin Xuan and Shen Xingzhi are the devils who everyone shouts and kills.

And these people are high-spirited talents, She Xiaofeng knows that they must be more willing to eliminate demons.

In case of conflicts, fights, who should he help?

At the end of the day, it's just a dilemma.

At this time, someone asked: "She Xiaofeng, we know that you are very popular in black and white, and the friends you make are both righteous and awe-inspiring heroes, as well as murderous demons, but you really shouldn't appear at this moment." ”

She Xiaofeng's eyes glanced at Lin Xuan, and he looked at the man sitting in the depths of the night with a complicated expression.

Lin Xuan was still dressed in white, and he drank the wine in his hand quietly, as if he didn't care about the things around him.

He wasn't worried that Shen Xingzhi would do anything excessive, because Shen Xingzhi was not an unreasonable person, but Lin Xuan was different.

After these days of getting along, he got to know them all.

Lin Xuan is a very pure person, he does things completely as he wants, and there is no distinction between good and evil. He seems to have an inexplicable coldness about life, and he doesn't care except for things related to himself.

His mind is quiet and inactive, not interfering with all things, and letting them develop.

But once someone provokes him, it will inevitably lead to many variables.

Lin Xuan acted impermanently, no one knew what kind of things he would do, and no one knew what kind of choices he would have.

This kind of action is somewhat similar to the Taoist Wuyao Mountain's teachings of natural inaction and spiritual loneliness.

Could it be that this guy has something to do with the first Huang Chao?

She Xiaofeng had a lot of thoughts, and finally drank all the questions and drinks into his throat and stopped thinking.

He said softly in a low voice:

"Red crisp hands, yellow silk wine,

The city is full of spring palace wall willows.

The east wind is evil, and the joy is thin,

A melancholy, a few years away.

Wrong! Wrong!

Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin,

Tear stains are red and silky.

Peach blossom falling, idle pond pavilion,

Although the mountain league is here, it is difficult to trust the brocade book.

Moh!Moh!Mo!"

"Good words!" When he finished reading, a young man in white was amazed, and his face was full of color, shocked and happy to hear such words.

Someone was shocked for a while, but immediately calmed down and praised: "This poem can be sung through the ages, but I have never heard of it, presumably this is a poem composed recently! What a lyricist with deep affection! What a tone of sadness for a long time!"

She Xiaofeng said loudly: "This is the word made by Lin Xuan, the immortal sword beside me, with this word, it should be enough for us to stay here!"

"What?"

Many people were intoxicated by this poem and couldn't help themselves, and when they heard this second unbelievable thing, their expressions changed greatly, and their hearts instantly set off a shocking wave.

There is no other reason, Lin Xuan has already made extremely proud achievements in martial arts, if this is still the case in literature, how should they face these decades of hard study.

In terms of martial arts, Lin Xuan alone could crush all of them.

In terms of talent, can't they still turn over?

"Do you believe that this is the word of the Immortal Sword, and that someone like him can write such a poignant word?"

The person who writes this kind of heirloom must be a down-and-out genius who has been weathered by the weather, otherwise he would not have this kind of sad state of mind. The Immortal Sword went all the way south, and his martial arts were the strongest in the world, and he would never be the one who wrote this poem! Because he didn't have that kind of sad state of mind, if he really had the ability to compose lyrics, it shouldn't be this style!"

"This is reasonable! The Immortal Sword kills people like hemp, this may be the verse he forcibly snatched from the souls of his subordinates, and he just did a trick to deceive the world and steal his name!"

"Hah!"

With a chuckle, Lin Xuan put down his wine glass.

Sensing Lin Xuan's movements, the surroundings instantly fell silent.

No one said a word more, no one dared to say a word more.

Because he was Lin Xuan, he was a unique immortal sword in the heavens and on the earth.

He had a sword pinned to his waist, an ordinary sword, and he didn't see the slightest deterrent at all.

However, none of them wanted to see what the sword in the scabbard looked like, this was the most terrifying sword in the rivers and lakes.

The people in the rivers and lakes are afraid of Lin Xuan, afraid of Lin Xuan's sword!

Because he was the only one who killed, and no one could kill him!

Lin Xuan's sword, only those who really face it know his power.

Unfortunately, almost everyone who has seen the true appearance of this sword has lost the ability to describe it.

What's more, he also performed a mysterious secret weapon kung fu in the Jiangnan Wang's family.

Xie but the begonias flew all the flots!

It is said that it is a kind of kung fu full of magical power, the breeze blows, the trick has been issued, the secret weapon will inevitably fall on the body, many people do not believe that there will be such a swift kung fu until death.

His secret weapon is fast and accurate, and it will hit the target, and absolutely no one can dodge it, at least not yet.

It's amazing, it's incredible, and no one can even see how he makes a move.

If it weren't for Wang Chengyu, the head of the Wang family, who got a magic medicine in his early years, he was afraid that he wouldn't have survived.

Therefore, such a person is terrifying, and such an immortal sword is terrifying.

Because he is mysterious enough, others don't know what to follow, and can only speculate on a few words.

And this unknown happens to be the most terrifying thing.

Ha!

chuckle.

Lin Xuan got up and took three steps.

He pondered for a long time, and then slowly spoke:

"The world is thin, and people are evil,

The rain sends the dusk flowers and falls.

The wind is dry, and the tears are left.

If you want to write about your heart, you will be oblique in your monologue.

Hard! Hard!

People are each other, today is not yesterday,

The sick soul is often like a swing.

The horn is cold, and the night is dark.

Afraid of people asking, crying and pretending to be happy.

Hide, hide, hide!"

What the?

What's going on?

Everyone was stunned, and there seemed to be endless thunder in their minds.

"Who is he? Now he is reciting another swan song for the ages!"

"These two poems must have been written by the same person, could it really be that he wrote them?"

"If it weren't for him, who would have such talent?"

The people around were all shocked by Lin Xuan's words, their hearts shook wildly, they took a deep breath, and when they looked at Lin Xuan again, they showed horror and disbelief.

Lin Xuan shook his head, a mockery on his face.

"You don't believe me, it's okay, I can continue. ”

He took three more steps and whispered:

"Last night the rain was sparse and the wind was blowing,

Heavy sleep does not kill alcohol.

Questionnaire curtain person,

But the begonias are still the same

Do you know, do you know?

It should be green, fat, red and thin. ”

Lin Xuan turned around and took three more steps.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me.

Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring.

I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess.

When they wake up, they have fun together, and when they get drunk, they scatter. ”

He shook his head and took the last three steps back to the table.

He poured a glass of wine into his mouth and whispered:

"Searching, deserted, miserable and miserable.

When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe.

Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be the enemy and be in a hurry late?

The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances.

The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who can pick them now?

Guarding the window, how can you be born dark alone?

Sycamore is more and drizzle, to dusk, bit by bit.

This time, how can you be worried?"

At this moment, not only those sons were shocked, but even the faces of She Xiaofeng and Shen Xingzhi changed greatly, their minds were buzzing, and their hearts set off a turbulent wave.

"He's so terrifying! This immortal sword ...... He...... He turned out to be a civil and military all-rounder!"

"No! It is not enough to describe him with all-round talents in civil and military affairs! This person can calm the world with martial arts, and he can rule the world with literature!"

"I used to ridicule...... Doubted him...... I ......"

When the voices of everyone around echoed, Lin Xuan drank the wine silently, laughing without saying a word.

He wrote poems in three steps, each of which is an excellent poem that is popular among the people, which is enough to impress these so-called talents.

Alas!

Someone sighed secretly and drank bitterly.

One Lin Xuan, slapped all of them in the face.

The poems he read out are incomparable to none of them in this life.

Martial arts!

Either way, they were too far behind him.

Who can forget, the swordsman in white, a three-step word.

To put it mildly, the response was like a stream, the students were shocked, and everyone was impressed.

The autumn wind swept in, carrying the fragrance of wine, and the faces of others were a little unnatural, and they were all full of horror.

Suddenly, a moonlight appeared in the lobby, and a woman stepped on the breeze, following the rays of moonlight, slowly drifting from the sky to the ground.

As soon as she appeared, everyone's hearts fell on her.

Originally, people were talking about Lin Xuan's poetry, but at this moment, no one cared about his talent anymore.

Well?

Lin Xuan was a little angry.

Who stole the limelight from me?

The Divine Sense swept out.

The man's dress was fluttering, like a fairy descending from the earth.

She was dressed in a red robe, and her appearance was unparalleled.

That peerless beauty, after teaching people to see it, will never be forgotten.

It turned out to be her?

How did she come here?

Lin Xuan's face changed, this was someone he would never want to see again.