Devil Dao Empress Wangfu, I Swept The Heavens With Scripts

"Seeing that the saint is in a good mood, could it be that she has encountered some happy event?"

Gu Cheng smiled calmly.

Yun Shuiyao's pretty face suddenly turned red, her eyes sparkled, and she whispered in a low voice: "What if I say that I am happy because the young master defeated Xiao Wentian?"

"oh?"

Gu Cheng was slightly surprised, then he said with a carefree smile: "I competed against Xiao Wentian. Although I won beautifully, I was lucky enough to take advantage and defeated Xiao Wentian."

"But in my heart, I never thought that Young Master would lose." Yun Shuiyao smiled brightly, her eyes bright and brilliant, like the stars in the night sky.

"Why is the saint so confident in Gu?" Gu Cheng put down the tea cup and looked at Yun Shuiyao with interest. He saw that Yun Shuiyao's skin was as smooth as jade, and her beautiful facial features were flawless, like an Immortal Son of Heaven. , especially those bright eyes.

Yun Shuiyao pursed her lips and smiled: "Because the young master is a genius and destined to be the most dazzling existence in the Holy Land, and the young master cherishes his own feathers so much, how could he lose to Xiao Wentian."

"Haha." Gu Cheng chuckled twice, did not continue to talk about this topic, and suddenly asked: "By the way, the saint came to me, there must be something else, right?"

"Nothing else, not really."

"It's just that my Taoist magic that utilizes the state of mind to practice still needs to be connected with the young master."

"link?"

Gu Cheng was a little stunned and repeated Yun Shuiyao's words.

Yun Shuiyao showed a hint of blush again, looking shy and charming: "Young master, please stretch out your right arm."

Gu Cheng stretched out his arm and let Yun Shuiyao sit down next to it.

Yun Shuiyao's eyes were shy, her frail and delicate body leaned into Gu Cheng's arms, and the warm and fragrant wind blew into her nostrils.

She put her delicate hand on Gu Cheng's pulse, closed her eyes, and began to use the method of the state of mind to establish a connection with Gu Cheng.

"Master, please relax and accept Shuiyao." After a moment, Yun Shuiyao opened her eyes, her pretty face blushing deeper.

Gu Cheng looked calm, did not refuse, and nodded slowly.

The next moment, Yun Shuiyao stretched out her right hand to lift up the hanging green silk, revealing half of her white wrist. She raised her bare hand lightly, and a ball of milky white brilliance condensed on her fingertips, slowly floating towards Gu Cheng.

It exudes a soft, warm scent that leaves you feeling refreshed.

As Yun Shuiyao's hand brushed by, the milky white brilliance gradually blended into Gu Cheng's eyebrows.

Gu Cheng's spirit perked up, and he suddenly felt that there was a lot of information in his mind, and it turned out to be the state of mind method taught by Yun Shuiyao.

His thoughts moved slightly, and this state of mind method turned into words in his mind and flowed down.

He closed his eyes and remembered silently.

"This technique is called "Lingxi Mind Mirror". When practiced to a high level, it can not only make the Practitioner's mind peaceful and peaceful, but also cleanse the mind and greatly increase the Practitioner's understanding!"

"After the Great Dao Art is connected, both parties can slightly sense each other's moods and use their moods to increase their Cultivation Base."

Um?

"Not only Yun Shuiyao, but also me, can also get the same growth of Cultivation Base?"

After Gu Cheng felt it for a while, he opened his eyes with a hint of surprise.

I originally thought that this "Lingxi Heart Mirror" was only suitable for Yun Shuiyao to practice, but unexpectedly, he also benefited from it.

Doesn't this mean that he can also benefit greatly from Yun Shuiyao's Taoist magic?

"This magic is really mysterious."

Gu Cheng suppressed the joy in his heart and gently squeezed Yun Shuiyao's delicate hand to express his gratitude.

"Young master, you're welcome."

Yun Shuiyao smiled playfully and was in a happy mood.

After the connection of the magic skills was completed, Yun Shuiyao did not return to her original position. Instead, she stared at Gu Cheng with her beautiful eyes. She flickered for a few times and seemed to have thought of something. She pursed her lips and said:

"I was at the gate of Tianheng Mountain earlier."

"I saw a poem carved on the mountain stone, which was written: White Cloud flies on Yuheng Mountain, and the emperor's son rides on the wind and descends into the green sky."

"Could it be that this poem was written by the young master?"

Yun Shuiyao blinked her moist eyes and stared at Gu Cheng expectantly, waiting for the answer.

When Gu Cheng first entered the Holy Land and revealed his Taoism, she knew that Gu Cheng was an unparalleled genius.

However, apart from his outstanding talent in cultivation, Gu Cheng had shown no other peculiarities, so she simply could not believe that Gu Cheng could create such an elegant poem full of mysterious charm.

However, Gu Cheng's next words made Yun Shuiyao open her mouth slightly.

"This poem is indeed my own."

"Really?" Yun Shuiyao's eyes sparkled, and her heart was filled with shock.

You must know that the art of poetry is broad, profound and extremely difficult.

Ordinary cultivators are devoted to cultivation, and few are willing to devote their efforts to studying poetry. After all, poetry is too time-consuming and requires a long period of accumulation and reading of poetry books.

Moreover, the auxiliary effect of poetry on cultivators is almost zero.

The goal of a cultivator is to step into a higher realm and reach the level of Transcendent. Who is willing to waste a lot of precious time studying these worthless things.

And Gu Cheng composed such an elegant and mysterious poem in an understatement, which simply subverted her previous understanding.

"Young Master's martial arts Cultivation Base is unfathomable, and his poems and songs are also mastery. It's really admirable!" Yun Shuiyao admired sincerely.

This is the truth. Gu Cheng is far better than his peers in the Cultivation Base of martial arts. He is also very accomplished in poetry and is completely the leader in the same rank.

"Ding, show your poetry talent, Yun Shuiyao's favorability +10."

At this moment, the system's beep sounded in my mind.

Listening to this voice, Gu Cheng's mind moved slightly.

The favorability actually increased.

Could it be that this saint from the beginning likes to recite poems and compose poems? If this is the case, I can use this to gain a good impression.

Thinking of this, Gu Cheng said: "Shui Yao is overrated. Gu is not talented. He only knows a few short poems. He can only be regarded as having a superficial understanding."

"It just so happened that when the great treasures of the Dao were connected, an inspiration suddenly appeared. I wonder if Shuiyao can comment on it."

His eyes glanced at Yun Shuiyao, and after realizing that the other party did not refuse, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly said the poems.

"Last Night Star Last Night Wind,"

"On the west side of the painting building is the east side of Guitang."

"I don't have the wings of a colorful phoenix,"

"Minds think alike."

"..."

As he recited word by word, Gu Cheng's face became calmer and his voice came slowly, as if it contained infinite magic power, making people addicted to it and unable to extricate themselves.

After the last note ends.

Gu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, stopped reading, and looked at Yun Shuiyao, waiting for her evaluation.

"What a wonderful word!"

Yun Shuiyao's mouth was slightly open. At this time, she was completely immersed in it, attracted by the Artistic Concept of this poem.

It feels like you are in a world in a poem, surrounded by flowers blooming, birds chirping and flowers fragrant, which makes you feel relaxed and happy, and you can't help but feel emotional.

After a long time, Yun Shuiyao recovered from the shock, her cheeks turned rosy, and she lowered her head to salute.

"What a tactful person..."

"Shui Yao admires it. I didn't expect Mr. Gu to be able to write such a masterpiece. It's really amazing." Yun Shuiyao said in admiration, with colorful ripples flashing in his beautiful eyes.

This time she took the initiative and wanted to meet Gu Cheng alone. She just wanted to connect with Gu Cheng's great magic, but she didn't expect that the other party gave her such a surprise.

"The young master is knowledgeable about the past and the present, and his literary talent is outstanding. Although these poems were written casually, Shuiyao was deeply inspired by them."

"This sentence has a lot of resonance, and it makes my Taoist magic even more charming. It's a perfect match!"

"I wonder if this excellent work can be given to Shuiyao."

Yun Shuiyao's beautiful eyes flickered, blinking with a bit of expectation.

Gu Cheng shook his head and smiled: "Shui Yao is too polite. It's just a small poem. Of course Gu will not be stingy."

…

Next, the two chatted about poetry.

It wasn't until late at night that Yun Shuiyao reluctantly ended the topic.

"Although Hengshan Mountain is not a blessed place, it is better for its beautiful mountains and clear waters and fresh air. Especially at night, when the moon and stars are scarce, the scenery is pleasant. If Shuiyao is willing, he can stay a few more days."

"Besides the palace where I am, if Shuiyao likes any other place, just tell me."

Yun Shuiyao wanted to return to Saintess Peak, but was kept by Gu Cheng.

After hearing his invitation, Yun Shuiyao hesitated for a moment and then readily agreed. Her great magic indeed required staying by Gu Cheng's side to improve her Cultivation Base.

"In this case, Shuiyao would rather be respectful than obey orders."

Yun Shuiyao smiled softly and followed Gu Cheng into the summit palace.