Calendula Society

The gilded post is delicate and small, shaped like a wat board, with a few lines of invitation written inside, indicating the time and place.

This character should be written with a thin pen and light ink, and the font is delicate and fresh, like sand scratches, which immediately reminds people of a dignified, elegant and versatile beauty.

Just looking at the font, he knew that this was from a woman's hand, and coupled with the royal sister of the thirteen princes, Li Xuan could naturally judge that the organizer of this marigold party was a princess.

That's right, the customs and habits of the world with supernatural force must be different from what I remembered, and it seems that I have to go and find out about this princess.

Putting the bronzing post aside, Li Xuan was about to continue his cultivation, but he didn't expect the door to sound clearly, and Xiao Shami's bald head poked in.

"Uncle Shi, the grandmother of the real princess came with a silk scroll, and you have to go to the inscription to leave words. This is the practice of the calendula society, and the second seat of the Yuan Ming is writing, and soon the grandmother will be gone. Little Shami had a bitter face, and his eyes were full of shame.

In the next moment, Li Xuan reacted that he was yin.

I think this should be a tradition of the marigold, everyone who receives an invitation has to write something, and the host princess specially sent a grandmother to collect it, and the time limit is also to test the level of the participants.

The Thirteenth Prince was angry and didn't remind him, but Xiao Sha Mi Jingduan only informed at this time that he was obviously pressured by Yuan Ming to make a fool of himself on purpose.

"I'll go. Li Xuan jumped out of bed, touched the little novice's head, gave him a smile, and then walked quickly towards the main hall of the Prajna Hall.

There is no need to lose his temper with Xiao Shami, the more he is an accomplice at this time, the more he will become his winged minions.

Seeing Li Xuan leave with a smile, Xiao Shami quietly slapped himself hard, and scolded in his mouth: "Master is not like Master, Uncle is like Master." ”

Although Li Xuan's body attributes are not high, he only strides forward at this time, his feet exert a slight force, and he can break through more than ten meters with one arrow step, that is, in about half a minute, he will come to the main hall of the Pranyo Hall.

Two silver-haired, silver-edged old women in silver-edged silver robes stood on either side of the entrance of the main hall, each holding one end of the scroll, and completely unfurling the scroll, which was about one zhang long and nearly three feet wide.

"Master Kong Xuan's nephew, you can count it as coming, the two grandmothers are still waiting to leave, and they can give you a cup of tea at most. The second Yuangang had just put down the brush in his hand at this time, and greeted Li Xuan with a smile.

The two silver-haired old women were expressionless, and they also spoke: "This Master Kongxuan, you still have time for a cup of tea." ”

Li Xuan walked around to the front of the scroll, and there were already many words densely written on it, including poems expressing ambition, words of praise and love, and even couplets and words similar to lantern riddles!

There is also the author's name under the text, including the Han Lin Academy, Lin Hui, Wencheng Houfu Luo Yi and other righteous names, as well as some strange nicknames such as Yueyin Shizi, Qingpeng Gongzi, and Wuhua Young Master, which are really bizarre.

Li Xuan looked at the words mentioned by Yuan Ming, but it was a five-couplet Buddhist poem: My Dharma has no thoughts, and there is no action. There are no words, and there is no cultivation. Those who will be close are near, and those who are lost are far away. Words are severe, not confined. The difference is a millimeter, and the miss must be a moment.

"The words of the second seat are really words and words, and the others are really different from rubble and jade. Seeing Li Xuan looking at the second Yuanming Buddha, there were naturally warrior monks from the Yuanming family next to him who came forward to boast.

"Master Kong Xuan's nephew, this calendula will be relaxed and free, and the emphasis is on comfort, if you move out the set of life and death, there will inevitably be something wrong. The second seat Yuanming enjoyed the sycophants from his subordinates very much, and warned Li Xuan meaningfully.

Li Xuan immediately understood that Yuan Ming could remind himself of the Buddha poem that was now carved in the relics tower.

Frowning, Li Xuan couldn't grasp what Yuan Ming's intentions were for a while, but as long as he bypassed the Buddha's poem.

"This Kongxuan monk, since it is the first time to participate in the marigold party, he simply expresses his heart and expresses his thoughts and attitudes towards participation, and other newcomers are often like this for the first time. Seeing that Li Xuan picked up the brush and was about to write, the silver-haired old woman on the left suddenly spoke.

Damn, you're a cheating daddy!

Li Xuan glanced at the old woman quietly, he didn't remind him just now, he was going to write before he spoke, there is no doubt that he is from Yuanming's gang.

The cultural context of this plane is somewhat similar to that of the Tang Dynasty on Earth, but because of the high development of force, the culture is slightly inferior.

If Li Xuan moves out all the Tang poems and Song lyrics, it will be enough to scare all the participants!

But after all, he is just a monk, although he has to be good in junior high school, but he can't be too showy, as a disciple of the blood monk Yuangang, he has a lot of enemies hidden in the dark.

What is the heart and attitude of participating in the marigold?

Li Xuan fell into deep thought, and stood with his pen up for a while, like a statue.

Yuan Ming next to him couldn't help but smile slightly, many of the poems on this giant scroll were all the participants spent a year thinking hard, Li Xuancai just thought about a cup of tea, where can he write something of sufficient level, and finally make this guy lose face.

The two silver-haired old women glanced at each other, and began to roll back quietly, without even reminding Li Xuan.

At this moment, Li Xuan's wrist moved, and the brush was already on the white silk.

Don't be shocked by the humiliation, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court.

Go and stay unintentionally, looking at the clouds in the sky.

Leave a word: Dragon Heart Empty Xuan.

After writing, Li Xuan put the brush in his sleeve and treated everyone as if it were nothing, leaving a group of viewers either stunned or shocked.

A couplet, a few words, but it profoundly expresses the attitude that life should have towards things, things, fame and fortune.

It begins with the pampering and humiliation and the intention of going to stay, and directly explains the life attitude of the ancients who do not like things and do not feel sorry for themselves, which is concise and profound, and directly points to the nature of people's hearts.

Watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, looking at the clouds in the sky, but the prose is excellent and spacious, and people can't help but think of the leisurely scene, which is naturally a super-first-class literary standard.

Yuan Ming couldn't help but sigh lightly, he didn't expect to lose another city!

Speaking of which, this second seat of the Buddha is also quite wonderful, but most people can't understand this Buddha, and no one will help spread it.

Li Xuan's practice is different, just like the bright moon and clear breeze make people naturally have a good impression, I am afraid that it will be able to spread throughout the entire imperial city in three or five days.

In comparison, where does he, a five-second monk, dare to call the second in words!

"Two grandmothers, it's really difficult to wait for the elegant hall, I'm afraid it will stain the princess's eyes, why don't you smear it, how about it?"

This sentence immediately lifted the spirits of the monks around him, and they immediately opened their mouths to accuse.

Indeed, on this silk scroll, all the other people's characters are quite beautiful, or they are like swimming dragons, or they are dancing like dragons, or they are dancing with golden hooks and irons, dragons and phoenixes, and various types of fonts have appeared, which is really a masterpiece of calligraphers.

"How this word is judged by the princess, master, we take our leave. The two old women looked at each other, then refused at the same time.

Although Master Yuanming is the leader of the imperial faction of Longxin Temple, they are first of all the princess's grandmother, and naturally they have to complete the princess's order;

The two old women quickly put away the scroll, and then said goodbye and left, leaving Yuan Ming still standing under the compassionate eyes of the World Venerable, with murderous intentions.

Yuan Ming thought about it in his heart, but he didn't find that there were already a few people around him who were uneasy and worried in their hearts.

Li Xuan's performance is really amazing, he has the treasure of Buddhism, the golden body of a dragon elephant, and now he shows such a terrible literary talent, it is inevitable that people will wonder in their hearts, is this person really the reincarnation of Arhat and the birth of King Ming?

This kind of thing has not happened in the history of Longxin Temple!

At the beginning, the fourth ancestor and the fifth ancestor were forced to flee, but as a result, the fifth ancestor still cultivated into a great master surrounded by countless enemies and returned to Longxin Temple to clean the portal.

This void realization is quite similar to the original Five Ancestors, do you have to continue to sit on the big boat of the Yuanming second seat!