Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 1142: The Literary War Begins

You couldn't understand the complaints and insisted on having your own way. Now, the Third Prince has taken advantage of you!

The Third Prince took Lin Suyi in. Was the Second Prince embarrassed?
Now, the Third Prince has taken the opportunity of leading the Baiyuwen War to become famous and has become a new peak in front of the Second Prince. May I ask if Luo Tianzong is embarrassed?

The sect has suffered damage, shouldn't your faction, led by the Great Elder, reflect on this?
Ding Ziyi's face darkened and she was about to fight back.

A voice came from above: "Among fellow disciples, intrigue is everywhere. How can this be tolerated?"

Ding Ziyi suddenly raised her head...

Seven or eight disciples nearby stood up at the same time: "Greetings to the Holy Son!"

Ding Ziyi also stood up: "Greetings to the Holy Son!"

Come here, the Holy Son Ji Qianxing!

The Holy Son sat down at Ding Ziyi's original position with great confidence. With a gentle push, Ding Ziyi's wine glass flew to the side. He said calmly, "Among the five major contestants, my Luotian Sect occupies two. From today on, the name of Luotian Sect will be well-known in Xiandu. With such a good situation, what else is there to complain about? I don't want to hear any complaints!"

"Yes! I am shallow..." Junior Brother Ji bowed.

Although his surname is also Ji, this Ji is not the same as that Ji. He is just a branch of the clan leader's line.

And this holy son is the direct descendant of the sect master, Patriarch Luo Tian.

There are thousands of reactions below.

On the golden lotus, Lin Su’s mind was also in a state of confusion.

He has seen too many literary battles.

The Haining Building, Piaoxiang Building, Qinglian Arena, the Temple Entry Ceremony, and the Holy Peak in the Great Cang Realm...

But today's literary war is completely different from these past scenes.

Today is the first literary battle since entering the fairyland world.

Today he is no longer the legendary top scholar who can fly 80,000 miles away with a wave of his hand.

He is just a transparent person!
Even in the ranking, he is currently the last one in the five-member team.

He has a lot to consider.

Rivals, friends...

Various powerful forces hidden in the dark...

There was such a person who made him deeply fearful.

That is Xie Dong, the master of Wenyuan Pavilion.

Xie Dong was standing behind the Third Prince, seemingly paying no attention to the whole scene. However, Lin Su sensitively felt that his gaze was always on him.

Xie Dong, Mermaid Yanji’s cheap husband.

If he treated Yingying as his daughter-in-law, this person would be his cheap father-in-law without a doubt.

It's a bit exaggerated that he has mother-in-law in every village, but he has many cheap father-in-laws. However, none of them can make his nerves so tense.

There are only two reasons. First, this father-in-law, Mermaid Yanji herself does not recognize him. In the final analysis, it is because of his character problems. Second, this person is very powerful. He has a heart pupil. As long as he can see the eyes, he can interpret all the secrets of others.

This is similar to Wendao Xixin, but it's on a higher level than Wendao Xixin - at least Wendao Xixin requires a reason to cleanse the heart, but for him, which direction he looks in is entirely up to him, so why would he need a reason?

The more secrets a person has, the more people are afraid of him.

When it comes to the size of his secrets, who in the world can compare to Lin Su?
What's even more terrible is that this person is a saint. Even a saint cannot block the heart pupil of a saint, not to mention that Lin Su's true body has not even become a saint.

Therefore, Lin Su must be extra careful in front of this person.

On the one hand, he has to deal with the strongest literary war in this world, and on the other hand, he has to guard against this cheap father-in-law. It is really difficult.

In addition to paying attention to Xie Dong, he was also paying attention to several other forces...

The most noteworthy among them is Baiyujing.

Baiyujing is a very strange force.

The total number is not large, apparently only tens of millions.

The territory is not very large, occupying only a hill at the junction of two immortal dynasties.

However, it is such a tiny place, a tiny sect, that is the target that the two great immortal dynasties are vying to win over.

Why?
Lin Su combined information from all aspects and labeled Bai Yujing with a two-word label: high-end.

Yes, it is high-end.

What it does is high-end enough, and every one of its members exudes high-endness when they come out.

Its cultivation seems to be unique.

All kinds of strange skills in the world seem to be just daily routine to it...

Even when it comes to appearance, which is something that practitioners care the least about, Bai Yujing is still a representative of perfection.

There were nine people on Bai Yujing's leaf, eight men and one woman. The eight men were all handsome and elegant. Even the elder at the back, who was obviously not young, was a handsome old man.

Only that woman was quite ordinary.

This abnormality attracted Lin Su's attention.

Ji Qianling's spiritual consciousness transmitted a voice from the spiritual platform: "What are you looking at?"

"Bai Yujing!"

Ji Qianling smiled softly: "Are you looking at men or women?"

"Look at what you said, Senior Sister. Of course, it's...looking at women!"

Ji Qianling sighed softly: "When I asked this question just now, it seemed like I was judging a gentleman with my lustful heart, but you are too stubborn. In a blink of an eye, you showed the nature of a lustful person in a bright and open manner."

"Lewd? She has to be lustful..." Lin Su said: "The question is, does she have it?"

Ji Qianling looked at it carefully for a while and shook his head: "She...really doesn't have it!"

"Isn't this the end?"

Ji Qianling smiled softly: "Think about it, why didn't she have it?"

"Does a woman need a reason to be colorless?"

Ji Qianling said: "It's not necessary in ordinary places, but is Baiyujing an ordinary place?"

"so what?"

"So, she changed her appearance!" Ji Qianling said, "I even have a very bold fantasy. I think she is actually the Yuechi Princess Ji Yuechi who intends to fall to the mortal world and is known as the most beautiful woman of this generation."

Princess Yuechi Ji Yuechi.

This is Princess Baiyu from Baiyujing who intends to marry into the royal family of the Xian Dynasty.

This person in Baiyujing is the most beautiful woman of this generation.

There is only one portrait circulating in the world, which was painted by a master painter of the Ziqiwen Dynasty who happened to see a fairy figure in the sky from thousands of miles away.

Although it was just a unclear portrait, the princes of the two great dynasties were still moved by it.

Could this ordinary envoy really be her?

Ji Qianling’s judgment: Yes!

Why?

There are two reasons. First, as a woman, it is normal for her to come to the arena and express her deep concern about who will be her bride. Second, this woman can become a special envoy and be firmly above the top elders of Baiyujing. She can only be a princess of the royal family.

"Sister, your reasons are very powerful, and I fully agree with them. Now the question is, you are also a person with good eyesight, can you see her disguise skills?" Lin Su said.

"I can't tell! I can't tell at all!" Ji Qianling said, "But this may be the third reason to prove her identity: Princess Yuechi has practiced the 'White Jade Myriad Art'. The Myriad Art allows all things in the world to appear in a single thought. Her ability to change her appearance is definitely not inferior to the Mirage Dragon Secret Art that disrupts the heavens!"

White Jade Myriad Secrets!

The secret technique of mirage dragon!

Lin Su's heart skipped a beat...

This was the doubt in his mind.

He is a man who possesses the secret art of Mirage Dragon. He is also a man who possesses the "Spiritual Pupil of Heaven and Earth" that has transformed into a thousand-degree pupil. The poison of his eyes is rare in the world.

But he carefully observed this ordinary envoy and could not find any trace of disguise in her.

If she really had disguised herself, then her disguise skills were even better than his Mirage Dragon Secret Technique!
The White Jade Myriad Things Technique is a comprehensive spell, and its function is far more than just changing one's appearance.

Any one of its many functions can be comparable to the Mirage Dragon Secret Art that disrupts the heavens. How powerful is this technique?
Baiyujing, what a profound heritage!

As the elder from Baiyujing waved his token, the literary battle officially began.

"First round, chess!"

As soon as the word "Yidao" was spoken, the golden branch and jade platform in the center of the nine golden lotuses suddenly transformed into a chessboard with nineteen horizontal and vertical lines.

With a slight "chi" sound, a person beside Lin Su rose out of thin air, with a white chess piece under his feet. This person was Zhou Yu, the chess master of the Hanlin Academy.

On the Zi Qi Wen Chao side, a black chess piece rose out of thin air. On the chess piece stood a handsome and elegant man. Judging from his eyes, he seemed to be an old man who had experienced countless years. However, judging from his facial features, he was only in his twenties.

As soon as the two men landed on the chessboard, the huge chessboard with 19 horizontal and vertical lines immediately became extremely turbulent.

The black piece goes first, and Xiao Tianxing starts the game.

As soon as the chess piece fell, the chessboard seemed to turn into a sea with faint waves.

Zhou Yu's white piece landed in the southwest.

There was a white jade bridge faintly visible under his feet.

The blue sea is full of waves, and I am just a floating bridge!

This is the way of chess. It seems elegant and graceful, but it actually contains hidden dangers.

The murderous intent lies among the green waves and also on the floating bridge.

The waves collapsed the floating bridge, and the purple air prevailed in the morning.

When the floating bridge covers the green waves, the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty will be victorious.

In a blink of an eye, each of them had played more than ten words. Above Xiandu, the aura of chess was dangerous and unpredictable. People in the whole city looked up and felt this thrilling chess game.

There is generally nothing interesting about the art of chess, and people who don’t understand it may even yawn.

However, the culture of this world is different from the culture in the conventional sense. The culture of this world is like a chess piece falling, and the heaven follows. The culture interprets all things in the world, and it is still worth watching...

Time passes by...

The game of chess has reached a fever pitch...

Ji Qianling's voice entered Lin Su's mind: "In your opinion, who has the upper hand?"

Lin Su shook his head slightly: "I'm ashamed. I'm not really proficient in chess."

Ji Qianling smiled softly: "Junior brother's chess game is not on the chessboard, right?"

"In the game of chess in the world, everyone is on the chessboard, but..." His voice paused slightly.

"However, who is the chess piece and what is the board are very particular!" Ji Qianling took over and said, "Junior brother's chess piece includes the royal family and Luo Tianzong, and your board is the entire Xiandu, right?"

Lin Su turned his gaze towards her, with a slight smile on his face: "Can I understand this as what Senior Sister expects of me?"

"Expect? Please! I don't want to kill Luo Tianzong, and I don't want to kill you either! If you must understand, I expect you to be a little more obedient..." Ji Qianling rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry, Senior Sister. I'm a very disciplined person. Really..."

"You talk about rules! If you talk about rules, even pigs can go on hunger strike!" Ji Qianling said, "Unless your word 'rules' also has a broad meaning."

"I find that I can't chat with you anymore. Your defense against me is similar to the defense a weak woman puts against a robber who breaks into her boudoir late at night..."

The two of them were arguing heatedly in their minds, talking back and forth.

The changes in the chess game are also ever-changing.

Under a floating bridge, an area of ​​sea water turned into a desert, representing this area, which became the territory of the white chess piece.

A floating bridge was rolled up by the green waves and disappeared into the water, indicating that the black spot had occupied this territory.

The floating bridge continues to extend and the green waves continue to roll.

There are endless variables on the chessboard.

Above the golden lotus, Duan Wuque's eyes were filled with unpredictable light. An elder beside him had a gloomy expression on his face, and a voice came over softly: "Mr. Wuque, I'm afraid we're going to lose this round."

Duan Wuque sighed softly: "Zhou Yu's chess is at the top of the secular world. However, Qi Haizhi, the grandmaster of the Ziqi Wenchao Chess Academy, is the one who has mastered the heavenly game of the chess mountain. How can his chess way be secular?"

"To comprehend the heavenly system?" The elder was shocked: "Can anyone comprehend the heavenly system?"

"No one can comprehend the Heavenly Game, but what if he merges with the Heavenly Spirit of the Way of Chess?"

"Integration of the Heavenly Spirit of the Chess Dao..." The elder's face changed drastically: "After losing this round, the pressure on our side has increased greatly. Do we have a chance to turn the tables in the second round?"

Duan Wuque shook his head slightly: "I have always been against the Baiyu Literary War because I saw something unusual. Unfortunately, the letter I wrote to Your Majesty was misinterpreted by the officials in the court, which led to the final formation of today's literary war..."

Duan Wuque is a flawless person.

His thinking is extremely sophisticated.

Ever since Bai Yuwenzhan's proposal came, he had expressed his opposition to the senior officials of his faction in the court.

The Ziqiwen Dynasty attached greater importance to literature.

The literary and Taoist foundation of the Ziqi Wen Dynasty was originally superior to that of the Dongyu Xian Dynasty.

Bai Yujing suddenly proposed that Princess Wen Ding should be assigned to the two dynasties. It is hard to say that there is no bias in this.

If Bai Yujing already had the idea of ​​forming an alliance with the Ziqiwen Dynasty, and took this opportunity to shut up the Eastern Region Xian Dynasty, and even took this opportunity to suppress the Eastern Region Xian Dynasty's culture, and promote the tilt of the Eastern Region Xian Dynasty's "dynasty fortune", you agreed to Bai Yuwen's battle, and fell into the other party's trap.

However, this statement was opposed by senior members of the prince's faction.

They said, if Baiyujing really had a preconceived idea of ​​forming an alliance with Ziqi Wenchao, why would they bother to do this? They could just form an alliance with Ziqi Wenchao directly, and would Dongyu Xianchao still be able to object?

Since they said they would decide the princess's fate through a literary battle, it meant they had no preference.

Duan Wuque's suggestion was selfish!

What's the selfish motive?

Because of the two sons' competition for the throne!

Everyone knows that once the White Jade Literary War begins, it will be led by the Crown Prince. The Second Prince does not want to see this, so he assigns his subordinates to oppose this literary event that will benefit the court and the people.

Once this opinion was put forward, Duan Wuque's statement was directly shattered.

Duan Wuque had no choice but to accept it.

But as the first game came to this point, and the outcome was getting closer and closer, his worries started to resurface...

Above the chessboard, there was a loud bang!
A long floating bridge and the nine-curve corridor connected to it collapsed!

Zhou Yu stood on a crumbling section of floating bridge, feeling distraught.

The elder of Baiyujing took a step forward and raised the banner in his hand high: "In the first round, Ziqi Wenchao wins!"

On the high platform, nineteen vertical and horizontal lines flipped up and turned into a projection imprinted on the sky on the left. This imprint was restored to an ordinary chess game.

Black and white are interwoven, and the black pieces have eleven more points than the white pieces!
The way of Go, a battle of half a point!
Losing by one point to eleven points, the gap is so huge that it is unimaginable!
Qi Haizhi of the Purple Qi Dynasty floated up and returned to the Purple Qi Dynasty square formation. On the square formation, the leader waved his hand gently and said, "Master Qi, you have worked hard. Here is a toast to celebrate your success!"

Two maids came out and presented a glass of fairy wine.

Qi Haizhi took it and smiled: "Xiao Luyidao, I have never bothered you, how dare I bother you with words of hard work, I am ashamed!"

As soon as the word "shame" came out, Zhou Yu, who had returned to the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty in a daze, felt his body go limp and he almost fell down.

The entire population of Xiandu seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze.

The literary war concerns the reputation of the Immortal Dynasty.

Losing a game is nothing as long as you have tried your best.

However, even those who don’t understand Go know the difference in this game.

As for the other party, he just showed off a little bit of his skills and said he had not bothered at all, which made him deeply ashamed. This shame brought shame to the entire Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty.

Deep in the palace, His Majesty the Immortal Emperor's face was as gloomy as water.

The Third Prince, who was sitting at the top of the room, had a normal expression on his face, but when he took the teacup handed to him by the beautiful woman in white, he was a little stiff and hesitant. Only those who were familiar with him knew that he was actually in turmoil.

On the high platform of Baiyujing, the host raised the token in his hand again...

"Second round, painting!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the platform in the center suddenly turned into a blank sheet of paper.

The white paper is left, waiting for you to put ink on it!
This is the painting competition!
The person next to Lin Su stood up. He was Lu Qingyao, the master of painting in the Imperial Examination Hall.

The leader, Meng Shang, a scholar of the Imperial Academy, also stood up and said, "Master Lu, this is a matter of great importance, we must win!"

"Yes!"

Lu Qingyao raised his paintbrush and dotted a stroke between his eyebrows.

At this point, his whole body suddenly changed, transforming into a flying eagle, and with an eagle cry, he flew towards the central Taoist platform.

"Return reality to emptiness and use your body as a painting!" The people below were all excited.

Using one's body as a painting is the most common mode of practice in the world of Immortal Realm.

This is the opposite of the Great Cang Realm.

Although it is the most common, is there anyone in the world who can draw it with just one stroke?
With just this one stroke, he has become the ultimate master of painting.

On the Ziqiwenchao side, a man stood up. This man was Zhao Lingyan, the head of the Ziqiwenchao Painting Academy. He tapped his forehead with a stroke, and suddenly the whole person turned into an angry eagle.

The angry eagle flew through the sky, bringing with it an incomparable fierce wind, and grabbed the flying eagle that was about to land on the Taoist platform with one claw.

Although the flying eagle is fierce, when the angry eagle appears, it is like a real seventh-level monster, and its power is tens of millions times that of the flying eagle.

The same stroke completes the painting.

Similarly, using one’s body as a painting.

The difference is that the species he depicts in his paintings are at a higher level than Lu Qingyao's.

The contest between the two great masters of painting actually took place before they landed on the stage.

Seeing that the eagle was about to be destroyed, a tear suddenly fell from its eyes.

This tear is ink!

As the ink fell, the void turned into a giant snake. The snake's scales stretched across the sky, and it swallowed the angry eagle in the air in one gulp. The huge suction force turned into a vortex, and it was already an eighth-level monster.

The angry eagle pointed with its sharp claws, then pointed at itself, and turned into a flying tiger, which was even larger than the giant snake.

In an instant, they changed into a myriad of forms, transforming into all kinds of magical beasts in the world.

The people below were truly enlightened.

"The power of painting is really hard to describe. With a casual stroke, I can depict all things in the world. One fight is like thousands of fights."

“The word ‘casually’ may be used casually, but if you want to truly achieve both form and spirit, you cannot make any mistakes in the mysteries of painting. If you are not familiar with the characteristics of these spiritual objects, it is impossible to achieve both form and spirit. A single stroke of the brush on stage is the result of a hundred years of hard work behind the scenes. The painting methods of these two are both at the pinnacle of painting!”

This is the essence.

This is the truth.

When it comes to painting, even though the painters can conjure up thousands of spiritual creatures and interpret myriad forms with just a few touches, a minute on stage is the result of ten years of hard work off stage, and every movement is the essence they have distilled from their careful observation of all things in reality.

As long as there is the slightest deviation, the spiritual creature you draw will be half-baked and will not be able to demonstrate its true combat power at all.

The spiritual creatures drawn by these two masters are more powerful than real spiritual creatures, and have reached the saint level in a moment.

What they compete in is the art of painting, and what they display is their combat power. This is probably the unique wonder of the fairyland world.

Lin Su watched with great interest.

He had seen the body as a painting several times, but this was the first time he saw its complete version.

how to say?

I have so many feelings, so many emotions, if I were to sum it up in four words, it would probably be: The world is so big...

"In your opinion, who has the upper hand in this round?" Ji Qianling's voice was heard again from the spiritual platform.

Lin Su sighed softly: "Senior Sister, I sympathize with you!"

"Why?"

"Because you are in the third game!" Lin Su said: "In a best-of-five game system, the third game has the most pressure."

"Yes, the third game is the most stressful! If we win one and lose the other in the first two games, the third game will be the key game in the second half. If we succeed, we will take the lead by two games. If we lose, the opponent will take the lead by two games! This is called a game point game!" Ji Qianling exhaled softly: "This is still the most ideal state."

Best of five games.

The third game is the most crucial.

As for the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty, there are three ways to open it...

The first one is that you win the first two games, and the third game is the deciding game.

The second is one win and one loss, and the third game directly determines which side reaches the match point first.

The third option is to lose the first two games!

The third game is the most crucial one to support the entire battle. If you lose, everything is over. If you win, you have a chance to survive.

At present, the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty has lost the first game, and the ideal situation is to win this game.

Then, let Ji Qianling start the third game under tremendous pressure.

If we lose this game again, the pressure will be really endless.

If Ji Qianling loses again, the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty will lose all room for maneuver and will be defeated in three battles!
They can see this.

Who can't see it?
In the early stage, the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty was in turmoil over who would lead the Baiyuwen War.

And now, all these disturbances have been temporarily put on hold.

Everyone is focusing on only one thing: the victory or defeat of the literary battle!
The first game was lost, without a doubt.

The second game is in progress and there is no clue at the moment.

If they lose this round again, will the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty still have a chance to turn things around?
(End of this chapter)