When everyone was praising, the full moon in the sky suddenly moved over the fairy song tree.
Immediately, the pure fluorescent light on the body of the Xiange Tree suddenly changed into a dazzling blood color, the crown of the tree swayed like jade hitting each other, and the gurgling sound was endless.
Yun Zhongge said "Yeah", clapped his hands lightly and said: "Even this fairy song tree, even this fairy song tree knows that it has met a nobleman today, so come to make fun of it."
Everyone looked at him suspiciously, Yun Zhongge smiled slightly, and there was an extra Lingshi in his palm. Spiritual thoughts were everywhere, and the spirit stone moved thousands of feet in an instant. It was about to hit the crown of the tree, but a clump of branches stretched out, and the huge blood-red leaves rolled, and the spirit stone disappeared.
Suddenly, the color of the fairy song tree changed again, turning into colorful, at the same time, it also emitted a clear sound like Sanskrit singing, floating in all directions.
The sanskrit sound is graceful, with a touch of Zen, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Suddenly, Qin Qing clapped his hands, pointed at the fairy song tree and said, "Look, there are words on the colored leaves." Unexpectedly, he changed his cool demeanor, revealing a trace of emotion.
Yun Zhongge was worried that he could not relieve the embarrassment between him and Qin Qing, so he happened to have this opportunity, and immediately said in a loud voice: "This fairy song tree was conceived by the spirit of Lingshan and the fairy energy of Yunxia. It was born just now. Although it is a demon plant, But very spiritual.”
"On the night of the full moon, it is the time when its spirituality is at its hottest. The amazing thing is that this fairy song tree is like a famous person in the world. Go up, throw it towards the fairy song tree, and when the fairy song tree devours the power of the spirit stone, it will burn the words on the spirit stone on the leaves."
"What's even better is that the fairy song tree seems to be able to understand these words condensed with the true feelings in the world, and automatically divides all kinds of poems into five types, named after gold, purple, black, and blue. , there will be no trace left, and it will disappear without a trace.”
"The poems you see at this moment are all collected by the servants and waiters here, engraved on the spirit stone, and then thrown to the fairy song tree to devour, and finally became like this. It's just that in recent years, there are very few immortal song trees. Showing off your posture, I didn't expect that today, when the moon is full, you will bump into this wonderful scene. Doesn't it show that you are all very lucky people."
After talking about the song in the cloud, everyone was amazed, monsters, beasts, spirits, everyone has seen a lot, but similar to this fairy song tree, which is so obviously unnatural, born with wisdom, but so gifted and elegant, it is almost unheard of. An elegant plant.
All of them are distinguished, and their practice is sublime. They have a rough understanding of poetry, some are proficient, but there is absolutely no one who does not understand it.
As a monk, especially one who was born in a famous school or a noble family, it is impossible not to understand poetry.
The reason is very simple. After practicing to this extent, no one is ignorant of literature and history, and has a clear sense of meaning.
It's hard not to feel comprehension and joy for the wonderful words of poetry, which condenses the true feelings of the world, the principles of behavior, and the experience of those who have mastered them.
In particular, in many cases, gatherings of high-ranking families and decent families, in addition to distinguishing and analyzing the principles and difficulties of cultivation, often also organize poetry circles to meet friends and entertain people.
Qin Qing retreated all year round and rarely asked about worldly affairs. She had never heard of many exquisite poems in the world. Now that she saw so many inscriptions engraved on the Immortal Song Tree, the dissatisfaction in her heart because she didn't like gatherings had already flown. And scattered.
At this moment, she was completely absorbed by the fairy song tree, watching devoutly, muttering the words on the leaves, and was in the midst of the gods, when suddenly a spirit stone was thrown from the east peak, and was captured by the fairy song tree. The leaves of the tree were curled up, and immediately, the colorful crown of the fairy song tree turned into blood again.
The leaves of poetry disappeared without a trace.
Yun Zhongge kept staring at Qin Qing's face from the corner of his eye, joyful in his heart, but saw Qin Qing frown suddenly, his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, waiting to see that there was a change in the immortal song tree, a handsome face, suddenly It was as dark as ink, and he shouted violently, "Bastard!"
Yue Ziling also looked stern, and hurriedly threw a spirit stone towards the tree. The spirit stone was wrapped up in the leaves, and there was no extra reaction. It was not like Yun Zhongge before, after swallowing the spirit stone, he released colorful poems leaf.
"What's going on?" Yue Ziling looked at Song in Yun, his face sinking like water.
Zheng Shizi said annoyedly: "Zhongge, what kind of person is Qin Xianzi, how many times have you been to wonderful places in the world, blessed places and caves. Today, I came to our Yufu Mountain to watch the ceremony, and it represents the Eight Great Immortals. It is rare that our Yufu Mountain There is something that can be obtained and caught the eyes of the fairy, how did such an accident happen? Such a hospitality, what is the etiquette? Could it be that you want to report to Uncle Yewang?"
Zheng Shizi and Yue Ziling made fun of each other one after another, only because Qin Qingxiu frowned slightly, showing a little bit of displeasure.
The icy and clear Qin Qing is like a beautiful cold moon, which makes people want to hold him in his arms.
Zheng Shizi got along with her for two days, and it was okay to have such thoughts, and even Yue Ziling, who had only seen Qin Qing for a while, also felt admiration for Ai.
There was no need for Zheng Shizi to add fire, Yun Zhongge was already furious, and he cupped his fists together and said, "Everyone, it's because Yun didn't entertain well. He made such a stupid mistake. With all of you and Fairy Qin here, should Yun be right?" Putting those miscellaneous fish in will spoil the atmosphere."
"This fairy song tree hides the leaves of poetry, all because I don't know some idiot just now, who wrote a stinky poem, and threw it to the fairy song tree rashly, which caused the fairy song tree to rebel. An accident. Such a bastard, if you don’t think that they are passing through the door, Zhongge will definitely not have sex with them. I will find someone and send them away.”
After finishing speaking, Yun Zhongge took out a sound transmission bead from his waist pocket, urged the restriction to be released, and whispered a few words in a low voice. But in a short while, the soldiers of the brigade and many envoys rushed towards the three peaks of Pengri, Xiumei, and Yunbin. In a flash, the three peaks were sealed off.
Since then, it caused a lot of complaints, and all the envoys, who really specialize in art, did not know what methods they used to easily eliminate the chaos.
Finally, the three peaks of Pengri, Xiumei and Yunbin returned to tranquility.
"Brother Yun, I wonder if this fairy song tree can bloom poetry leaves again?"
Qin Qing blurted out and asked.
After hearing Qin Qing's voice from Brother Yun, Yun Zhongge felt that the bones in his body suddenly became lighter. He stared at Qin Qing in a daze, but forgot to answer.
Zheng Shizi coughed lightly, and said: "Zhongge, Fairy Qin has opened her golden mouth, so you can't help it?"
Yun Zhongge said: "There is no way, just engrave wonderful poems on the spirit stone and throw them towards the fairy song tree. Once the fairy song tree grows joy, it will open the leaves of poetry again."
Zheng Shizi said, "If that's the case, what are you waiting for? Although we are not good at this, who has never memorized dozens of wonderful poems and wonderful words, just pick out one at random, engrave it on the spirit stone, and throw it over."