Chapter 149
Chapter 149
On the side of this huge divine tree, a full 4 Wendao Palace Wenzi stood in four directions.
"Gongzi, it's starting again, this is the feast poem of Wen Daogong!"
"The four directions represent the four avenues that Wendao Palace is proud of, among which the piano, chess, books, and paintings are the main ones."
Yuruo stared at the distant picture with burning eyes, and everyone had this expression.
This Yaochi Immortal Feast blooms once every 10,000 years, and each bloom is headed by Wendao Palace, endowed with a variety of poems, and painted with this poem.
And Qin Se and Ming added a few rich colors to this Yaochi Immortal Banquet.
What was engraved on the body of a white-robed man was an ancient book, and at this moment, the ancient book was strangely turned over on his white robe.
The man has a beautiful face, typical of a white-faced scholar.
He closed his eyes, and the rolling Wen Dao Qi on his body surged on his body, and at this moment, there was suddenly an extra Wen Dao Qi on his body.
Li Changsheng felt it the most, and the interest in his eyes was even stronger, falling on the man.
The breath on the man's body climbed step by step, and the aura of Wen Dao continued to surge, reaching its peak at a certain moment.
The Qi of Wen Dao shot out two pillars of light in the void, and I saw that his voice was mellow, his words were faint, and he spoke slowly word by word, very coherent.
"The eight immortals of the immortal banquet have passed together, and the stars and rivers are dancing together!"
"The heart of the heaven lock and the earth is high, and the courage turns into a dragon rushing into the sky!"
"All Tianjiao, and climb the road together!"
Three short sentences, export into chapters.
On the other side under the peach tree, the man held a golden brush in his right hand, and a huge white cloth appeared in front of him, waving the pen and dropping ink, showing everyone's style in this instant.
Bit by bit, skimming and horizontal, sketching out the pattern one after another, as if it were what this poem said.
Above the Peach Immortal Banquet, eight Heavenly Immortals appeared, stepping on the river of stars, chasing heaven and earth, and dancing together.
The arrogance of his body showed his leisure, turning into a series of qi dragons and rushing straight into the sky.
"Roar!"
The courage is like a proud dragon, it seems to have come to life, and there is a dragon roar in the ancient painting, giving everyone a great sense of oppression.
Even the eyes of everyone in Dragon Valley were amazed, this dragon roar was so similar.
And there are really some dragon qi on it, although it is some, but it is extremely difficult to achieve the level of static movement and fake reality.
"It is worthy of the means of the Wendao Palace."
Wen Zi of the Wendao Palace in the other two directions laid down the Heaven and Earth Array and played the cheerful piano sound.
The whole banquet ended here, and the opening of the immortal banquet ended, announcing the official start of this banquet.
Everyone's expressions were straight, listening to the end of the poem, involving them, a sentence of climbing the road together, can be regarded as resonating with them.
For a while, applause broke out.
Li Changsheng looked at everyone like this, lacking interest, he thought that this Wen Palace disciple could give himself a great surprise, but now it seems that this is it?
That's it?
It's good if you make a five-word sentence or a seven-word poem or other words, but this is too bland in your own eyes.
The first two sentences are fine, the middle is a six-word word, and the last sentence is completely flowing words, and he can say thousands of words like this.
Everyone in the field was cheering and admiring.
The same is true of people with major forces on several sides, who will give some face and applaud.
Yuruo always felt a little bored listening to it, and since he heard what Li Changsheng said, he couldn't forget the short verse of that night.
And remembering Li Changsheng's appearance of playing the red dust refining heart song casually, and raising his hand to play the flute at night, compared with these people in front of him, it is simply a smelly fish and rotten melon, and it can't be on the table.
Obviously in previous years it was extremely lively, and she was looking forward to it at first, but now she is still coming like that.
He did not clapped his hands like everyone else, and the same was true, with regret on his face.
The four nodded with great satisfaction, looked around, and suddenly their eyes fell on Li Changsheng's body.
Among these ten thousand people, only Yuruo, Li Changsheng and the two did not.
In contrast, it is extremely conspicuous.
The man who had just given the poem recognized Li Changsheng as the man of the day the moment he saw Li Changsheng, so he didn't say anything.
People have strong strength and high talent, even if they don't applaud and refute their face, they can be forgiven.
And the forces behind Yuruo are also not simple, plus her Qinqu Dao attainment is not inferior to the people of his Wen Palace, so this is also understandable.
But his glance made many people on the field also follow their gazes to Li Changsheng.
"Why doesn't this person applaud?"
"And what does this look of regret on his face mean, can it be said that he looks down on Zhuo Qing, one of the great Wen Dao Palaces?"
"I don't know, I think I shouldn't have seen the world in the next four days, or it's just a rural wild man, if you don't go on the table, naturally you can't appreciate this elegant thing."
Many people spoke up one after another, not that they wanted to deliberately point at Li Changsheng and scold.
I want to sell Zhuo Qing a face by the way, at least to leave a good impression in front of Zhuo Qing's eyes.
People are always so strange.
Naturally, they had never seen the picture of Li Changsheng opening the killing ring, glanced at Li Changsheng, looked at his face, and looked at the veiled woman next to her, and their hearts were suddenly very surprised.
Jealousy abounds!
The best thing for men is comparison, especially in three things, one is appearance, the other is women, and the third is strength.
Li Changsheng followed his gaze and saw several people in the form of the demon race, and he was immediately amused.
You tell me about you, a demon barbarian who came to criticize me as a pure-blood Terran, don't you understand this literary way, is the Confucian Dao excavated from my Terran side?
It's ridiculous that you monsters have come to mock me.
Li Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't mean to let others mock in vain like this.
Whoever refutes his face, then he returns it a hundredfold and sucks his dog's face.
"Shut up!"
A light drink, everyone was surprised, because the source of this light drink sound turned out to be Zhuo Qing.
I saw that he actually took the initiative to walk in front of Li Changsheng, clasped his hands into fists, and saluted Li Changsheng, "Wen Dao Palace Zhuo Qing, I have seen Gongzi."
Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect Zhuo Qing to do anything to Li Changsheng, and also saluted him.
Doesn't that mean that Zhuo Qing values Li Changsheng more?
The eyes of the rest of the people were extremely puzzled, only those Tianjiao disciples of the great power understood why Zhuo Qing would do this.
In front of him, this looks harmless to humans and animals, a white-robed young man, but a generation of killing gods!
After destroying the entire Buddha Heaven, who dares to refute his face?
Who wouldn't dare to give him three thin noodles?
Even their group of Tianjiao disciples did not dare to say that they could destroy all the Buddhist cultivators of the Third Buddha Heaven with a single sword array!
At the highest point of the Yaochi Holy Land, the veiled woman looked down and her gaze fell on Li Changsheng's body.
Originally, she wanted to appear, but it seemed that she had thought of something, and her face suddenly had a strong look of interest, and she rubbed her hands expectantly.
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