After the second son of Ximen left, he was afraid that someone would come to disturb him, so Ye Junmei simply closed the door and came to a closed door.

My brother needs to recuperate, very much.

In addition, he also needed tonic, so Ye Junmei decided to go out and buy some good medicinal herbs and come back to make soup for his brother to drink. As for the housekeeper and the door, it will be handed over to the pig demon.

In the room, Ye Junsheng closed his eyes and lay quietly.

The appearance does not move, but the soul world is already boiling.

The battle with the ancestors has paid a lot, but there are also a lot of gains. Millions of public opinions have crossed the border, and borrowing strength is very beneficial to the growth of the soul god. It seems to have been washed again, more condensed, and the realm has been greatly improved, and it is only one line away from being able to break through the law phase and achieve scattered immortals.

Aside from his own cultivation, the prohibition on the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Stubborn Stone Seal was also washed away by the vast power of the people's hearts, and he broke thirteen prohibitions one after another, and now Huo Ran has broken fifty-nine times.

The ban is open, and the power is now.

The space of the Qiankun world inside has increased several times, and it is sacrificed and hung overhead, faintly with a sense of stability of Mount Tai above the head.

Well, Mount Tai above his head is estimated to be not steady, but heavy, and it will make people want to die.

Anyway, compared to before, I don't know how much more stable.

In addition, I have to mention that the natal flying sword "will enter the wine", the benefits it obtains are even more remarkable, the body has been tempered fiercely, and the texture has been doubled several times, in which the breath flows, connected with the body, and is connected, and even feels that this sword has the charm of inspiration, can breathe, will be happy, angry, sad, and happy.

Flying Sword, it seems to be coming back to life.

In a word, life and death struggle. At the same time, it is also a great opportunity.

Thinking about the immortals for thirty-three days, I don't know how much effort it takes. The layout of the manifestation is the achievement of the god. Dwelling in the temple and receiving incense offerings from the people.

If it weren't for the dark clouds of the ancestors, making waves, and facing the disaster of falling the city, the people of the city would not be so hateful, unified, and used by Ye Junsheng.

I'm afraid it's hard to have a second time.

The soul is too tired and has not fully recovered. So I couldn't get out of my body, so I had to shrink into my body and recuperate quietly.

Outside the room, a pink pig demon was lying down, but it looked a little boring: the old man and the ancestor fought to the death, and its strength was low, so it hid in the courtyard. After knowing that the Evil Ancestor was only repulsed, and not killed, he deeply regretted it.

People didn't die. There will be no way to loot the loot.

The pig demon did not give up, and ran to the cave where he had found the ancestor before, only to find that the people there were empty, except for the withered trees all over the mountain. I can't find a trace of evil spirit.

The rammer shook his chest and shed several tears of pig tears to express the "sadness" of finding nothing......

......

Escaped the catastrophe. Under the wise and wise arrangement of the Lord of Yangzhou, the order in the city slowly returned to normal.

between the markets. The after-dinner conversation that people talked about again had a strong interest in the final result of the world's first talent competition.

All the competition modules were completed two days ago. According to the procedure, the much-anticipated final result will be announced tomorrow.

The glorious halo of the world's first talent, the golden lacquer plaque given by the Holy Lord, who will know, tomorrow.

I'm looking forward to it!

Not only are the talents in the game, but a group of people who are originally unrelated to them are discussing even more, what is the inside story, the gossip, all over the sky.

It responds to the old saying: everyone has the heart of gossip, and it has a sense of substitution.

"The result of the talented leader is out, and it is obtained by Mei Xuehai. ”

"I said it a long time ago, it's him. ”

"Damn, who made up the rumors, the academy hasn't posted an announcement at all. ”

"Sooner or later, who is Mei Dacai's opponent?"

......

"Speaking of this competition, in the end, Ye Junsheng in the north painted a large amount of Danqing in a quarter of an hour, and also inscribed poems, is it true?"

"Of course it's true, you don't see it, this guy is very good, his hands are flying, and he has ten pens between his fingers. People paint with one pen, and he has ten, of course, he is dying. ”

"Hu Laosi, you can say it like you are here. Let me ask you, how can ten pens be clamped, dare to love him Ye Junsheng is the reincarnation of an immortal?"

"Well, I heard that, and that's what everyone says anyway......"

"Cut. ”

One after another gossip spread, the three of them became tigers, and they spread and spread, and they were so mysterious that they were not presentable.

Ascending the high building, Mei Xuehai was surrounded by a group of talented stars holding the moon, although the final result will have to wait until tomorrow, but in their minds, Mei Xuehai is already a well-deserved first.

When Mei Xuehai entered the scene, he was inspired by watching the peach blossoms, and there was a picture of "Spring Warm Peach Blossoms", plus the lyrics "Butterfly Love Flowers" is also a painstaking work, which complements each other;

As soon as I thought of the announcement of the results tomorrow, the plaque given by the Holy God was welcomed back to the mansion, hung high in front of the door, and enjoyed the supreme glory of the civil officials getting off the bridge and the military attachés dismounting, my heart was pounding, and I was so excited that I couldn't help myself.

"I heard that after Ye Junsheng competed, he returned to the courtyard and chanted two lines of poetry, which was very good. ”

"Yes, I also heard that it leaked from the second son of Ximen. ”

"Hehe, in order to make his fiancée Miss Guo San happy, the second son of Ximen wrote these two lines of poems in the past, it is said that the beauty is in love, and the two are together and envy others. ”

"Haha, you only know one thing, you don't know the other. ”

"Brother Liu Yang, what do you mean by this?"

"Hey, the second son of Ximen copied poems to coax beautiful people, but Miss Guo San asked for the whole article as soon as she read it. However, the second son of Ximen only heard two sentences from Ye Junsheng, how can there be a whole article? Miss Guo San did not follow, saying that if the second son of Ximen could not get the whole article, he would not marry him, and if he could get it, he would agree to ...... it.

"Promise what?"

A group of people listened attentively, and their eyes lit up.

The man coughed dryly and said, "I don't know about this." ”

"Cut. ”

Boos erupted.

The topic of the banquet changed, talking about Ye Junsheng's matter, which made Mei Xuehai quite unhappy, as if a small pebble rolled in the soles of her feet, she was very uncomfortable, coughed dryly, and asked: "There is such a thing, what kind of poems did Ye Junsheng make, so magical?"

The man hurriedly replied, and said slowly: "I will not regret the gradual widening of the clothes belt, and I will make people haggard for Yixiao." ”

When Mei Xuehai heard this, she was shocked. As the head of the Jiangnan talents, he has a flying style and profound attainments. The poetry is good or bad, you will know it when you hear it.

Although I only hear two sentences at the moment, it is evident that the charm in it is simply written to the extreme and written into the bones.

What a sentence!

At this time, someone suddenly said: "Could it be that this sentence is the title of Ye Junsheng for Danqing? ”

"I didn't think much about it, but when I was in the square that day, I had a glimpse and saw that Ye Junsheng was painting a mountain, which looked a little wrong. ”

"What's wrong? Ascend to Huairen, just right. ”

The sound of argument came into his ears, Mei Xuehai was irritable for no reason, and the twenty-year-old wine became tasteless when it entered his throat. (To be continued.) )