"you!"
Wu Xiuxian didn't expect Xu Yi to be so rampant, completely ignoring his identity as the Son of Heaven.
Ning Wuyou said, "If Fellow Daoist Xu is really able to show off his magical skills, I would like to present you with a painting."
boom! The audience was almost exploding, everyone hurriedly gathered around the Shaoyin Pavilion, participating in this fringed fringe event, for the sake of Ning Nusheng's blue eyes, to get Danqing is simply a dream.
Wu Xiuxian almost exploded in anger, he took precautions against everything, but he still couldn't stand the love of a beautiful woman, he took a deep breath and said, "What fellow Daoist Ning said is very true, Xu Yi, you can show off your magical skills and let me see and see, are you How could it be possible to write thousands of poems in an instant."
He couldn't stop Ning Wuyou from showing kindness to Xu Yi, and he could only use this method to raise the difficulty of the so-called divine skill to the limit.
Xu Yi sneered, "I don't know how long is the 'Xu Mou' that you Wu Daoyou said?"
Wu Xiuxian said, "Other people can't make thousands of songs in one day, but the empty guest is comparable to extraordinary people. Besides, Ning Daoyou also said that it depends on brother Xu's magic skills. The so-called magic skills must be It's very capable, I think the work of a stick of incense is not enough."
There was a buzz in the arena, everyone knew that Wu Xiuxian was trying to make things difficult for Xu Yi, even if the Taoist ancestor descended to the mortal world, he might not be able to do it.
But at this stall, who would sympathize with Xu Yi, the walls were knocked down by everyone, and people beat drums and beats.
"I've heard the name of Kongxu Ketian Dawen a long time ago, and I think half a stick of incense is enough."
"To the void guest, what is a thousand poems, and why is it difficult to have ten thousand poems?"
"With the great name of Kongkong Ketian, I have always felt that the rumors are not credible. Today is a good opportunity for me to witness with my own eyes whether the rumors are true or not."
Wu Xiuxian waved his hand to stop the commotion, "Don't be impatient, gentlemen, Xu Yi's thoughts are spoiled by the noise, and then he will have something to say." He stopped the noise because he didn't want to give Xu Yi time to conceive.
Xu Yi said, "Friend Wu Dao really underestimated Xu, why bother with a stick of incense, a thousand poems, which can be completed in a moment."
As he spoke, he waved his palm, and the light and shadow in the air gathered together, instantly forming a word formation made of characters. When everyone looked intently, there were a total of eight hundred and forty crosses.
"What kind of poem is this, why is it so long?"
"This is only one song, where did the thousand come from?"
"That's right, even if one word is counted as one poem, this is only 800 poems."
"..."
There was a lot of discussion, but on the high platform, in the white gauze tent, there was a sound of "Miao".
Immediately, a slender jade hand stretched out from the white gauze tent, and with a slight wave of the jade hand, the halo gathered and turned into a huge light curtain.
Soon, more than ten poems fell on the entire light curtain, and the number is still increasing rapidly.
Everyone observed carefully and immediately found clues. The poems gathered on the light curtain were clearly taken from the text square laid down by Xu Yi.
As soon as Ning Wuyou wrote these dozen or so poems, everyone could understand that the square matrix of eight hundred and forty characters could be read forwards, backwards, diagonally, backspaced, and so on. Gathered into countless poems.
In just a short time, more than a hundred poems have been produced on Ning Wuyou's light curtain, and the number of poems is still increasing, but the speed of increase has slowed down significantly.
Ning Wuyou said, "I don't know if you can tell me how many poems can be extracted from this Xuanji diagram."
Xu Yi said, "A total of seven thousand nine hundred and fifty-eight poems.
boom! Wu Xiuxian first felt that he was hallucinating, and then felt that someone was using an awl to drill into his brain.
"The talent of the empty guest is really a gift from heaven."
Ning Wuyou said in surprise.
If Xu Yi dared to report the number in public, there was no way this matter could be false. After all, it was not difficult to verify it. No one would tell a lie that would be exposed immediately.
Suddenly, the voice of discussion in the audience was like thunder.
"This, is this still a head?"
"Thankfully he figured it out."
"Could it be that this person doesn't practice all day long and just thinks about these things."
"..."
Xu Yilang said in a loud voice, "Ning Sheng praised it absurdly, but it's just a clever writing, Xu has nothing to do, so he can't figure it out."
Xu Yi brazenly took all the credit for himself, as the saying goes: copying books is a moment's pleasure...
Ning Wuyou said, "The emptiness is too modest. If seven thousand poems are spread in an instant, it must be a strange story. Today's Tassel Club has such a work, which is enough to be famous for a hundred generations. My sage, thank you in advance."
As she spoke, she lightly waved her jade hand, and a scroll flew towards Xu Yi.
Xu Yi took it, thanked him loudly, and the envious eyes almost tore him apart.
After getting the treasure, Xu Yi left immediately, Ning Wuyou didn't want to keep him, he shook his body a few times and then disappeared.
I don't know how many people have murderous intentions suddenly, but it's hard to be too straightforward, and they can't leave immediately. No one knows that this is a hunt.
Just like that, they could only sit and watch Xu Yi get away unwillingly.
However, Xu Yi did not change his cautious habit. After wandering around for many times, he still slipped around in the four-color printing space. After making sure that no restriction was planted, he felt relieved and rushed back to the empty island.
After Xu Yi left, the essence of the Tassel Club ended, everyone's spirits faded, Wu Xiuxian also had a gloomy face, and left in spite of everyone's invitation. After everyone dispersed, Shaoyin Pavilion returned to tranquility.
Suddenly, a wave of light circulated, prohibiting regeneration outside the Shaoyin Pavilion, isolating the inside and outside.
On the waterside pavilion, the white gauze curtain was gently unfolded, and Ning Wuyou walked out, wearing a yellow shirt that made her as elegant as a chrysanthemum, with a graceful and graceful appearance. Ning Wuyou looked far away, crossed the Daishui River, his crescent eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his jade fingers were lightly flicked, and he was muttering something, and he was still summarizing the poems in the Xuanji Picture.
"Green water is not worry-free, but the face is wrinkled by the wind. I think Xu Yi's evil wind is going to blow away the young lady's heart."
I don't know when, a woman in palace costume appeared on the high platform, holding a jade plate in her palm, and the jade plate contained crystal clear melons and fruits.
"Mother, what nonsense are you talking about? You know what I like. Why do you need to learn the common sense of ordinary people?"
Ning Wuyou picked a green grape and ate it.
The woman dressed in palace clothes said, "Miss used such a clumsy trick to deceive the eyes. On Ling'ao Island, I don't know why the lady used Lu Bianyue's hand to help him refine Yugen."
Ning Wuyou said, "It seems that the people around me really have to change."
The woman in court clothes said, "I'm not against Miss looking for a Taoist partner, but she can't be like Xu Yi, aside from other things, just because he can write those poems that even his daughter's family is ashamed of, it shows that he is a prodigal son. "
"Mum, you're getting further and further away. It's alright, Mu, go down first, it's good to put the fruit here."
Ning Wuyou's face darkened, and the woman in palace costume sighed and retreated.
Ning Wuyou murmured, "Is there such a thing as love at first sight? But I clearly don't have any feelings for him. Why do I always feel that he is very kind, and I can't help but want to help him?"
Shaking his head, Ning Wuyou couldn't figure it out, so he took out Xu Yi's text Xuanji diagram, and started working hard again.