Speaking of this, Yun Zhongge knew that no matter how much he tried to argue, it would be useless, so he simply insisted on going to the end and diverted his attention.
He sneered and said: "Who am I? It turns out that it is the remnants of Xinghai. Could it be that Mu Guangming you came to slander someone Yun? Today is a big day for my Yun family, and Yun is not as knowledgeable as you. I hope that that paper treaty can trap Yun Mou to death."
At this point, he clasped his fists at Qin Qing and said, "Fairy Qin, it's the fault of Zhongge that these little things disturbed the fairy's elegance. Please also ask the fairy to quickly record the poems in the spirit stone and feed them to the fairy song tree. Song tree."
Qin Qing stared at Yun Zhongge for a long while, and said, "Young Master Yun, you really don't feel guilty at all? I've already heard what is right and what is wrong. I have heard such a plagiarized work, even if I activate the Immortal Song Tree, what face will I have to record the Immortal Song again?" The words on the tree? If my teacher knew that it was plagiarized works that were exchanged for tens of thousands of poems, I'm afraid I won't accept it. Mr. Yun, please do it, you don't need Mr. Yun's company here."
With a swipe, Yun Zhongge's face suddenly darkened.
Xu Yi's 110,000 accusations were not as light as Qin Qing's.
As if he had been hit hard in the chest, he stepped back a few steps, spat out a mouthful of blood, and stared at Qin Qing incomparably desolately.
Zheng Shizi sneered: "It's useless for me to treat you as a person before. You are cunning, deceiving the world and stealing your name. What kind of face is there to stand here? Get out of here quickly! For the sake of Ye Wang Shishu, I don't care about you."
Yun Zhongge said with blood in his eyes: "Right and wrong will eventually be announced to the world. You all misunderstood Yun. You were deceived by others. I don't blame you."
After saying that, he glanced at Xu Yi and left.
Yue Ziling said: "There must be a misunderstanding on this matter, I'll go to find Yun Zhongge to find out, everyone, feel free."
After saying that, he also left.
Xu Yi sneered, "How can such a clown deserve to be with you!"
He slapped Yun Zhongge hard, and the boredom in his heart was relieved a little.
Qin Qingdao: "Your Excellency first insulted Yue Ziling and then Yun Zhongge. From the perspective of the two of you, neither of you and Your Excellency have been acquainted for a long time. If you are not a person who has been acquainted for a long time, naturally there is no deep hatred, why should your honor be resigned?" Two people are skinny? Don't use shameless people to insult poems and attack them again."
When Qin Qing asked this question, everyone else secretly said: "This Fairy Qin is really smart."
It is true that nothing happens for no reason in this world. If this person provokes the two powerful enemies, Yun Zhongge and Yue Ziling, if he has no intentions, he will not be able to justify it anyway.
Xu Yi thought to himself: "Why do I have no grievances or enmity with these two people, Yue Ziling is a crazy person, let's not mention it, Yun Zhongge is a thief, I can't wait to eat his flesh and lay down his skin."
Thinking like this in my heart, but I couldn't say it out of my mouth. I turned my thoughts around and said with a smile: "Fairy's eyes are like torches, I do have plans."
Qin Qing said: "You are honest, tell me."
Xu Yi said: "I'm not here for anything else, but for the jue in the fairy's palm that I have given away several times but haven't given away yet."
"Bold!" Zheng Shizi shouted: "You dare to talk to the fairy like this because of the remnants of rebellion?"
Qin Qing ignored Zheng Shizi, stared at Xu Yi and said, "From your tone, it can activate this Immortal Song Tree?"
Xu Yi said: "Don't gossip, let's see the fairy..."
As soon as the words fell, Xu Yi raised his hand, and a spirit stone shot straight at the fairy song tree. Seeing the rising leaves of the fairy song tree, it was about to engulf the spirit stone. Xu Yi's spiritual thoughts came first, covering the spirit stone Stone, the text emerges suddenly.
The next moment, the leaves of the Immortal Song Tree engulfed the Lingshi.
In an instant, a golden leaf suddenly lit up, and the words appeared clearly, but it was written on it: "The east wind is rustling and the rain is coming, there is light thunder outside the Furong pond, the golden toad gnaws the lock and burns incense, and the jade tiger pulls the silk Returning to Jijing, Huannu is separated from the curtain, and the spring king is young, and the concubine of Xiang is resentful of Qi Houcai, and the heart of spring will not compete with each other, every inch of lovesickness and inch of gray."
This poem enters the eyes, and the audience is dead silent.
Good poetry is a wonderful spiritual palace, and everyone is brought into this wonderful palace unconsciously, wandering in the ocean of exquisite artistic conception.
Qin Qing even praised it sincerely: the whole poem is exquisite and meticulous, and the use of classics is elegant, especially the Huannu Gelianchun Jun Shao, and the concubine Xiang complaining about Qi Houcai. Two famous ancient love stories are used to add a lot of color to the allusions in the whole poem.
Of course, the most exquisite poetic eye of the whole poem is in the concluding sentence: In the heart of spring, there will be no flowers competing for hair, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
If it is not a person who understands the meaning of lovesickness to the extreme, how can he say this sentence
Everyone was immersed in the beautiful artistic conception created by this wonderful poem, but when they heard a Sanskrit singing, their hearts were shaken and their hearts suddenly expanded.
Seeing the sound, all the leaves of the fairy song tree opened in an instant, and a huge fluorescent ball was piled up in the air, colorful and dazzling.
In an instant, the four mountain peaks were fully revealed by the brilliant light emitted by the fairy song tree.
After a while, the Sanskrit singing of the Immortal Song Tree became louder and louder, as if it had grasped the subtlety of this poem.
The Immortal Song Tree gave birth to joy, and in an instant, the melodious Sanskrit singing and the murmuring sound of the branches and leaves hitting each other swayed far away, endlessly.
All of a sudden, in the houses among the mountains, an unknown number of windows were opened, and an unknown number of monks rose into the air and fled towards this place.
"Fairy Qin, the Leaf of Poetry has been opened and can be recorded."
Xu Yi pretended to remind, but vaguely reminded Qin Qing not to forget to fulfill the promise.
Qin Qing glanced at him lightly, raised his bare hands lightly, and threw the Jue Jue, which recorded the first-level and fourth-level spells, and a booklet towards Xu Yi.
Xu Yi took it without thanking him, stretched his figure, and left.
In his opinion, this is purely his labor income, Qin Qingming puts the price first, and his fair trade second, it is not anyone who owes anyone, and there is no need to thank him.
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However, Xu Yifang said that Xu Yifang fled away, and there was a majestic and magnificent palace built on a handsome mountain hundreds of miles away from Lanyue Peak. In the middle of the gate of the palace, Tonghai Snow Jade wrote three large characters with aura: Yueyue Palace.
In the main hall of the palace, a handsome and handsome young man in white is staring at the full moon in the sky through the window panes of snowflakes.
On the desk in front of him was a set of the Four Treasures of the Study, and a thick stack of papers with pen and ink on them. If you look closely, you can see the same sentence written on all the papers: The sea rises and the moon rises, and the world shares this moment. .
The young man in white was fascinated by the bright moon in the sky for a long time, and before he knew it, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, soaking a thick pile of ink, and he was still immersed in deep sadness, unable to extricate himself.
With a squeak, a pretty maidservant in Tsing Yi rushed in, and hurriedly said: "My lord, do you think it's strange that the Immortal Song Tree was opened, not only opened, but also played a voiceless Sanskrit singing, which resounded all over the place?" , it is clear that this fairy song tree devoured the spirit stone that recorded the handed down works. My son, son, hurry up and have a look."
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I owe it to God to come to my classmate for a chapter lord to add more updates. Recently, I have been troubled by trivial matters. I strive to stabilize first, add updates, and post them later. Feel sorry.