Taishang Xiaodao Tong: Oh, I want to see the four fairies! I want to see the four fairies of the Qianyuan Immortal Sect!!

Yunluo Cave Drunken Deacon: Oh, Xiaodao Tong, is it possible that the Bingqing Fairy who is too good for you to come to the door is not good-looking? You have to shout to see the fairy of the Qianyuan Immortal Sect, but you also have to look at the poor Dao!

[Anchor] Xiaoqing of Liuyun Academy: Go away, Xiaodao Tong, call sister, call sister, I will take you to see the four fairies, but it is obviously better looking at Senior Sister Mu of our academy......

Joy Zen Novice: Amitabha, donors, what are the four fairies?

Yunluo Cave Drunken Deacon: Even the four fairies don't know, is your sect just connected to the Internet? Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

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In the crowd, Xiao Qing of Liuyun Academy was holding high the white jade Ruyi, and carried out a live broadcast of this literary meeting in the whole immortal domain, watching the number of people in the live broadcast room continue to increase, Xiao Qing couldn't help but be happy, no way, you must know that when he broadcast live in the past, there were only a few dozen people, and even many of them were fellow students of the academy.

But once the title was changed to Wenhui live broadcast, the audience flocked in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it had already reached the first place in the popularity of the live broadcast website.

Tsk, how do you say that? We're also a sister.

As Mu Wanzhu's words fell, it marked the beginning of the first literary meeting, to be precise, the beginning of the poetry meeting.

After that, it was Mr. Zhiyi of Liuyun Academy who spoke, and the old gentleman stood up tremblingly, looked at the grand scene of the Wenhui with great satisfaction, and then said:

"This first question came out from the old decay, Liuyun Academy established the Tao with literary brilliance, and the Qianyuan Immortal Sect practiced with the Dharma lineage, but in the final analysis, it is all about chasing immortality and achieving immortals, so today's first question, the old decay is set as one word - immortal!"

Although what Mr. Zhiyi said was good, Su Qing could still hear that this person more or less raised the hand of the Qianyuan Immortal Sect.

After all, most of the people here are disciples of the Immortal Sect, speaking of which, when talking about metaphysics, they can all say that they are ugly and ugly, no matter how bad they are, they can also enter the poems, but if the old gentleman has to mention anything like benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, then it is estimated that the entire poetry club can only be a stage for the disciples of Liuyun Academy.

Sure enough, after hearing the old man's question, not only the disciples who were doing it were overjoyed, but even the elders of the sect on the high platform smiled slightly.

The Flame Fairy also glanced at Mu Wanzhu, and the implication was self-evident, look at how good you Academy Master is, and then look at you; who knew that the woman in plain clothes was worthy of being a female scholar, ignoring all the scumbags, but it made Fang Qing's eyes useless, and the angry Fang Qing stomped her feet and stopped talking.

After setting the topic, everyone was meditating and thinking about what kind of poems they could make with the title of "Immortals", you know, no matter which sect's disciples are all for the purpose of becoming immortals, this topic seems to be a poem, in fact, it is also an interrogation of one's own Dao heart.

After a while, a teenager climbed the high platform, looking at his clothes, he was a primary school child from Liuyun Academy.

The boy's handwriting is average, and the problem solving is mediocre, but for the sake of such a young age, it can be regarded as talented.

After the little boy went down, the Wenhui had gradually become eager, and from time to time someone came on the stage and wrote his own masterpieces, and there were even disciples of the Qianyuan Immortal Sect, who made a good poem, which caused many disciples to exclaim.

Su Qing stood in the crowd, although his face was expressionless, but he concealed his ecstasy in his heart.

In his previous life, Su Qing hit the street for many years, when he first wrote the novel, Xianxia was still the leader of the online literature industry at that time, Su Qing's first street fighting novel was a mortal flow Xianxia novel, after so much time, the specific plot has been a little blurred, but Su Qing still remembers that when he wrote that book, he consulted a lot of poems and songs in this area, which is simply a big move for himself.

But Su Qing was not in a hurry to go up to perform, you don't see, the highlight is the last.

Su Qing's old god stood there, watching a person go up to the high platform, and then walked down again, during this period, even Fairy Wen Yu also stepped forward and composed a poem, Fang Qing also seemed to be trying to find the field, racking his brains, and also made a masterpiece, and glanced at Mu Wanzhu provocatively, as if he was declaring war.

Mu Wanzhu continued to ignore the female student bully, but she did not avoid the battle, stepped forward, Shi Shiran lifted the pen, and a poem jumped on the paper, but it made everyone present speechless.

In the end, it is the female scholar of Liuyun Academy, just like a female doctor in a key major in a key university in her previous life, she is definitely a rare existence, after such a role is played, even if Fang Qing does not dare, she knows that the first question is gradually coming to an end, and the final title will still fall on Mu Wanzhu.

It was cold for a while, Zhuyu was in front, and no one was willing to go up to continue creating, but Mu Wanzhu turned his eyes, as if he had finally found something, and stood up and looked at the crowd.

Everyone gradually looked at each other, but saw Su Qing standing in the crowd.

The old driver Gao Cheng also looked at Su Qing in surprise, and then looked at Mu Wanzhu, not knowing what happened in it.

"Three days ago, I heard about my senior brother's high opinion, and I thought that Mr. was a great talent, I wonder if Wanzhu can see Mr. Mobao today?"

Mu Wanzhu's title is very interesting, and almost instantly more people will pay attention to Su Qing.

Senior brother is just a very common title, disciples of the same generation from different sects meet, no matter how high or low the cultivation is, they all call senior brother, which is polite, as long as it is not a second shortage, they will not take it seriously, but Mr. is different, especially their Confucian disciples, only those who really think they are talented and learned, can be called sir.

Everyone was shocked by Mu Wanzhu's title, but they didn't really think that Su Qing had much talent.

When he entered the mountain gate ten years ago, Su Qing was only seven years old, and now he is only seventeen years old.

What about fools?

Even Fang Qing and several elders' faces were a little ugly.

No one is interested in what happened three days ago, but the Jin Dan Elder here has been watching this disciple fight frantically all the way in the past three days, and finally advance to the second round of fighting, even if the aura is mixed, but he is already a top disciple in the outer sect, what is she Mu Wanzhu doing?

No one has come forward, and he is not the top disciple of the named sect, is this to humiliate him in public?

It's not some kind of persecution paranoia, after all, everyone will subconsciously think that Su Qing's talent is not as good as Mu Wanzhu's.

Mu Wanzhu watched the expressions of many elders change, and he also knew that it had caused a conflict again, but he categorically did not have such an idea, he really wanted to communicate with this Mr. Su.

was about to continue to speak to make up for the misunderstanding, but Su Qing smiled faintly, "Then the poor road is disrespectful." ”

As he spoke, Su Qing strode onto the high platform, lifted the brush, filled it with ink, and the grandmaster-level calligraphy kept churning in his mind, and finally turned into twenty big characters.

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. ”

"The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized. ”