The Dangerous Cultivator

Immediately afterwards, Yun Zhongge once again conveyed the divine thought to Yue Ziling: "Brother Ziling does not need to be frustrated. With this first masterpiece, you already have a great impression in Qin Xianzi's heart. This alone is already worth it, is not ?"

Where Yue Ziling couldn't hear Yun Zhongge, this was to remind him not to be angry with him because he failed to open the leaves of Xiangeshu's poems, and not fulfill his previous promise.

He laughed at Yun Zhongge's small device in his heart and said, "Brother Yun is assured that what Yue has said has not yet been fulfilled."

Although the opening of the leaves of poetry failed, there was a saying in Yunzhong Song that at least Qin Xianzi had a good impression on him, which was worth it.

Yunzhongge said, "Thank you Brother Ziling."

As the two exchanged their minds, Zheng Shizi and others comforted Qin Qing.

Qin Qingdao: "Xiangeshu can no longer show the leaves of poetry, it seems to be God's will. Thank you for your efforts, I remember it in my heart."

"Slowly," Cloud Zhong said in a loud voice, "Maybe Yun has a way."

Zheng Shizi said coldly: "Since you have a way, why not take it out early and waste so much time for no reason. The leaves of Xiangeshu's poetry can open up for a while, that is also good ..."

Qin Qingyang blocked Zheng Shizi with his hand and turned to Yunzhong singing, "Brother Yun really has a solution."

Yun Zhong sang, "I dare not mention it, but I can barely try it. If time is urgent, Yun will not say much."

The words went down, a set of four treasures in the study room and a golden incense burner are now in the air, and everything is held up by the song of the cloud, and even the large and soft silver paper is evenly spread in the air, as smooth as in the air. Articles are average.

"I would like to ask the fairy to study the ink and burn incense. Yun must condense his talents and cultivate inspiration."

When Yun Zhongge said this, Zheng Shizi frowned, "I'll help you."

He couldn't even see Yun Zhongge's appearance, but only knew what Qin Qing was thinking, so he couldn't hold back against Yun Zhongge.

"Let me do it."

The sound of Qin Qing's words fell, and God's thoughts swept toward all things.

Water vapor was automatically extracted from the air and merged into the blood-colored dais, and the black ink sticks rubbed against the tai.

No flames were seen, and in the golden censer, a faint smoke gradually emerged, fragrant.

The song in the cloud sat with his knees crossed, his eyes closed and meditated, as if he was really searching for poetry and seeking inspiration.

Everyone was staring at him, wondering what they thought.

When the thick ink in Taichung opened, the song in the cloud jumped up, grabbed the wolf with a large pen, and filled the thick ink, and then walked the dragon and snake on the noisy silver paper.

But seeing him write: "Willow leaves mingling on the green shore, and the setting sun is red."

As soon as these two sentences appeared on the paper, everyone couldn't help crying out, "Fantastic!"

Qin Qing also cleared his eyes and stared at Yun Zhongge, full of expectations.

Everyone is an educator, and these two words opened the world at a glance, with rich imagery, strong color, bright color, and appropriate movement.

In these two sentences alone, there are already famous articles.

Yun Zhongge was so proud that his writing was not slow at all, and the third sentence fell on the paper in an instant. It was: "Thirty-six spring water."

Everyone was waiting for the fourth sentence with great anticipation, but listening to a voice, like a hammerhead, Huo Ran smashed: "Baidu wants to see Jiangnan."

The sound of the sound was in the ear, and the cloud song that was writing the word "white" shook his hand, and the tip of the ink-dipped paper pulled a long ink mark on the rice paper.

No one noticed the strangeness of the song in the cloud, all of which were hit by the strange "flying head want to see Jiangnan".

It was all secretly combined in my heart, and I just felt that the end of this sentence was a perfect combination with the three sentences made by Yun Zhongge.

Su Junzhu was surprised: "There are such strange things in the world, a poem written by two people, it is rare to be so connected and seamless."

She has a straightforward personality, but she doesn't think deeply.

Zheng Shizi glanced at Yun Zhongge and smiled coldly: "It is indeed a miracle. They all say that writing poems and writings pay attention to the heart of the heart, and the feelings are sent from the heart. Even the most wonderful poet, Ying and residual works, It can never be repaired to the point where it is seamless. "

"Now there is something strange, not only the patchwork is seamless, the sequel and the original one, I thought of a place. I think the fourth sentence before the song is finished, the beginning of the word, it seems that it is also white. Four sentences also want to add a sentence: Baidu want to see Jiangnan? "

Zheng Shizi and Yun Zhongge's friendship is general, but they are similar to each other, and occasionally they will encounter each other. In fact, they just nodded. He has no likes or dislikes about Yun Zhongge's book.

Originally, Yunzhong Ge really made a wonderful poem, and he would not be jealous.

Because of his talents, Yun Zhongge was so mad that he let Qin Xianzi burn the incense for him, so blasphemy, if he touched his inverse scale.

Seeing Yun Shage's embarrassment at this moment, he still had the reason to let it go, and offered it with ridicule.

Qin Qing looked cold and stared at Yunzhong singing: "Brother Yun said the truth, is this poem really Yun Yun's original?"

Rao is a smart man in the middle of the cloud, and the city is extremely deep, but such a huge embarrassment suddenly struck. Under the turbulence of the mind, all the negative emotions rushed into my heart, and a handsome blush was about to burn.

Yue Ziling stared at Xu Yi, who walked slowly, and said with a scream, "It's you, rat! You dare to come here!"

Appropriately, Xu Yiyuan is separated by thousands of feet, drinking under the tree and drinking lightly, watching the moonlight without anyone playing.

Such a short distance, of course, his existence can not conceal Qin Xianzi and others.

But on Lan Yuefeng, there were dozens of people sitting in a quiet place like Xu Yi.

Shicai banned the site and only banned the remaining three peaks. Because Lan Yuefeng was underpopulated and Qin Qing and others were present, Yun Zhongge did not order the ban.

And these dozens of people scattered all over the place without disturbing each other, so Qin Qing and others never cared.

At that time, Yue Ziling was completely attentive, and how he was showing his face in front of Qin Xianzi.

Until this moment, Xu Yi revealed his true content, and he recognized Xu Yi.

Xu Yiwei smiled: "If Shicai I heard correctly, this one should be a disciple under the door of Ziji Pavilion, one of the Eight Great Immortals, Brother Yueziling, disrespectful."

Yue Ziling snorted coldly: "I think you ate the bear heart and leopard gall and dared to eavesdrop on us. Rats, if it is not inconvenient here, we must make you look good."

Xu Yi laughed: "I don't care if I don't care, but I know that it won't be long before Brother Yue's face looks very unsightly."

Yuezi Mausoleum snapped: "What the **** are you talking about?"

Xu Yiyin said: "The wind is dying, the rain is coming to fight the ants Fang Yan, it is really uneasy, the world looks north to the south. Good poems are really good poems. Yun San Gong Yun, Yun San Gong Yun, pity you before your death Great masterpieces, but so plagiarized. "

As soon as he said this, if the tomb of Yue Zi was struck by lightning, the secret hidden in the darkest corner of his heart, how could he be so easily pierced.

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