It was daybreak.
At the border of Dayan, many people have gathered on the wide plain at the top of Giant Ape Peak.
Except for the large and small sects within Dayan.
Neighboring countries, sects in more distant countries, and even some aristocratic families or shady cultivation forces all came upon hearing the news.
The mere Great Flame naturally cannot attract so many practitioners.
They mainly wanted to see the demeanor of the disciples from the three top immortal sects on this continent.
Maybe if I'm lucky, I can make some friends.
You might even come across some good opportunities.
After all, the scene of the three great immortal sects gathering together is rarely seen once in hundreds of years.
As for the fate of Dayan, few people care.
He offended Piaomiao Immortal Sect, one of the three major immortal sects, and it is said that he was not afraid of death and killed many of the other party's disciples. The consequences can be imagined.
So, when Bai Yishan's flying sword slowly descended, except for the sects in Dayan who came to greet him, other forces just watched coldly and did not approach.
Anyone who touches Da Yan now will be in trouble.
This time, the five major sects of Dayan gathered here.
The abbot of Qingyun Temple, Taoist Yunshang, the abbot of Jinchan Temple, Ning Yuan, Luo Shang of Xianyun Pavilion, Fairy Zixia of Lingxiao Sect, and Ma Chenzi of Huashan Sect, all came in person with their disciples.
The heads of other sects and families also came with their people to support them.
Although the opponent is a giant of the Immortal Sect, it would be like throwing an egg against a rock for Dayan to compete with him, but as people of Dayan, now that Dayan is in trouble, they should come and help.
It is worth mentioning.
Last time at the ancient ruins, Ma Chenzi of the Huashan Sect and his disciple Lin Yuan did not get into any trouble and returned safely.
At this time, several people with the highest seniority from the major sects were surrounding Bai Yishen and Zhuang Zhiyan and greeting them.
Then, he spoke in a low voice, asking about the situation of the negotiations with Piaomiao Xianzong.
The younger generation also gathered together to greet each other and introduce themselves to each other.
This time when they came to the border, in addition to the top leaders, each sect also brought their best disciples, intending to let them come out and broaden their horizons.
Although this negotiation with Piaomiao Immortal Sect is fraught with dangers, it is also a good opportunity for young disciples to broaden their horizons and grow.
Moreover, this is a major matter concerning the fate of the country.
As the young bloodline of Da Yan, they should naturally be aware of these crises and their responsibilities early on.
In this way, you will be more motivated to practice hard in the future.
No matter how these sects had conflicted with each other in the past, this time, everyone naturally stood firmly together.
As people of Dayan, when facing foreign enemies, we will naturally prosper together and suffer together.
They must unite and fight for themselves and their country!
"Don't worry, Dean Bai. These minor conflicts between our sects are not worth mentioning in the face of national affairs. This time we are fighting for the greater good, for the country. Although our strength is small, we all have a pure heart to defend the territory and the country! We came to the border this time with the determination to sacrifice our lives for the country! As long as they dare to fight, we will naturally fight back! Even if we die, we must die with dignity and never do anything that sells out the interests of the country!"
"Amitabha, what Master Ma said is true. If the other party goes too far, we cannot retreat again and again. The interests of the country are above all else. We would rather die in glory than live in disgrace!"
"When a common man gets angry, blood can splatter five steps away! What do we cultivators have to fear? For the sake of our country and our people, we cannot retreat!"
In front of Bai Yishan, the leaders of the major sects of Dayan were all indignant and shared a common hatred for the enemy.
Bai Yishan nodded with satisfaction and said in a gentle voice, "I admire you all for your passion and your unity. But things may not reach that point yet. Since people from Penglai Fairy Island and Jiutian Yaotai are here, we should focus on peace talks and try to avoid bloodshed."
Then he sighed again: "After all, the opponent is indeed too powerful."
At this time, a man in a gray Confucian robe suddenly walked out from a distance, smiling and said, "Brother Bai, long time no see."
Bai Yishan took a look and was immediately surprised. He bowed and said, "Brother Zhu, I didn't expect you to come too."
The man in the Confucian robe sighed and said, "Among us fellow Confucianists and Taoists, there are only a handful of people left. Brother Bai is in trouble this time, how can I not come?"
Bai Yishan thanked him quickly and then went over to talk.
At this time, two other men wearing Confucian robes and with elegant temperaments came over with laughter.
The four of them were particularly happy to meet each other.
"Brother Zhang, when Bai left last time, you said you were polishing a good article. It should have been polished by now, right? Brother Zhu and Brother Tang are here, Brother Zhang, please take it out and let me see it."
"Haha, Brother Zhang is so confident, it must be a really good article. If it can stimulate the literary energy in our bodies, our Confucianism may be able to revive."
The middle-aged man named Zhang Wenruo waved his hands repeatedly and sighed, "Let's not talk about it. I just finished the article a few days ago, and I tried to activate the literary energy, but there was no reaction. I read it again these two days, and it was worse than shit."
Zhu Tingyuan smiled and said, "If Wen Ruo says so, I am even more curious. I really want to see how ridiculous it is. Please bring it out quickly."
Zhang Wenruo quickly refused: "No, no, it's too embarrassing."
Then he looked at Bai Yishan and said, "I heard that Brother Bai has written several exquisite poems, and they are all full of literary spirit."
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Tingyuan and another middle-aged man named Tang Yanzhi's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Bai Yishan immediately gave a bitter smile and said, "I'm ashamed. I do have a few poems there, and they are indeed very exquisite. Unfortunately, they were not written by me, but by the talented scholar of Dayan."
"oh?"
When the three heard this, they became even more surprised and curious.
Zhu Tingyuan said: "The poems that Brother Bai praised must be very exquisite. Read them to me."
At this moment, a white light suddenly flew from the distant sky.
In the blink of an eye, it was already close.
Then, the white light faded away, and a silver-haired woman wearing a skirt and looking like an immortal appeared.
"It's Fairy Lianxue from Jiutian Yaotai!"
Someone immediately recognized the woman's identity.
"Hey, why did she come here alone first?"
"I heard that she is the only fairy who practices Confucianism in Jiutian Yaotai, and her status in the sect is also quite special."
Everyone was talking in low voices.
Bai Yishen and his companions hurriedly bowed and greeted them.
Fairy Lianxue, in her fluttering white dress, appeared in front of several people. She had a pretty face and looked to be only in her twenties, but her deep eyes bore the marks left by the years.
She smiled and greeted several people.
The relaxed and casual atmosphere just now suddenly became a little restrained because of her arrival.
The four middle-aged men, who were elegant, graceful and gentle, all felt a little uncomfortable at the moment.
When a woman is present, there are some things that cannot be said casually.
Moreover, this woman was extremely talented, of noble status, and from the Nine Heavens Yaotai. Moreover, several men had pursued her before, but she rejected them all...
So, how can it not be embarrassing
"I haven't seen you for many years. Fairy Lianxue is still as charming as ever, and looks even younger."
"Ah, we all look older and older, but the fairy looks younger and younger."
Several people greeted each other stiffly, not knowing what to say.
Fairy Lianxue had a warm smile on her face, making people feel like they were bathed in spring breeze. She said softly, "What were you brothers talking about just now? You seemed very excited."
Only then did they remember the important matter.
Zhu Tingyuan said quickly: "Brother Bai has some good poems and is about to read them to us."
"oh?"
Fairy Lianxue looked at the middle-aged man with gray hair in front of her with her bright eyes, and smiled softly, "Did Dean Bai write a good poem again? It's a coincidence that I'm here today."
Bai Yishan said awkwardly: "It was not written by Bai, but by the talented scholar of Dayan. Bai just thought it was good, so we just talked about it."
Fairy Lianxue's eyes moved and she said, "Since even Dean Bai thinks it's good, it must be a good poem. Dean Bai, why don't you read it out so that we can appreciate it?"
Bai Yishan nodded, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "I will read a poem first, which is my favorite. This poem is bold and unrestrained, with a unique conception and unconventional style. When I first heard it, I was also moved and amazed."
After he finished speaking, he cast a spell to block out the surrounding noise, as well as the sounds from inside and outside. Then he closed his eyes and recited aloud, "When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the sky. I wonder what year it is in the palace in heaven..."
When these words came out, all four of them were shocked!
The smile on Fairy Lianxue's face froze and she immediately held her breath.
"I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it is too cold up there in the jade buildings. I dance with my shadow, but it doesn't seem like I am in the human world..."
The four contemporary great scholars were all shocked at this moment, and the literary energy in their bodies could hardly be suppressed.
“… People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, it is impossible to have everything in life. I wish you a long life, and we can enjoy the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart…”
When Bai Yishan finished reading the last paragraph, the four of them froze in place, silent and silent, as if they had turned into dead bodies.
And deep in their eyes, there were golden words floating and flowing.
After a while.
Fairy Lianxue was the first to come back to her senses, her voice trembling a little: "This poem... Dean Bai, who wrote this poem? Can it resonate with the literary spirit of heaven and earth?"
Zhang Wenruo exclaimed: "Such immortal words can definitely resonate with the literary spirit of heaven and earth, and may even cause greater visions."
Bai Yishan sighed bitterly and said, "It's a pity that it was born in my Great Yan. In my Great Yan, there is still the cultural energy of heaven and earth. Besides, the author of this poem is not a Confucianist."
After he said this, everyone looked at him in astonishment.
Zhu Tingyuan immediately said, "How can such a Confucian genius be wasted? Didn't Brother Bai fight for it?"
Bai Yishan smiled bitterly and said, "When I first heard this poem, I wanted to accept that young man as my disciple, but..."
"But what?"
The four of them looked at him in confusion.
Bai Yishan sighed and said, "The other party is actually a martial arts genius, or even a soul genius, so I am so weak here that I don't have the nerve to accept him as my disciple. My Great Yan's literary luck has long been exhausted. If I force him to change to Confucianism, wouldn't that harm him? I can't do such a thing."
When the four heard this, they all sighed.
"What a pity, what a pity..."
"The world's literary fortune is scarce, and the literary spirit is thin. What can we do..."
At this time, Fairy Lianxue suddenly asked again: "Dean Bai, is this the only poem that the young man wrote?"
Bai Yishan said: "Not only that, there are several more, all of which are excellent works. At least I think they are all rare treasures."
"oh?"
When these words were spoken, the four of them were shocked and immediately became excited.
"Brother Bai, read it quickly! Read it quickly!"
Even Fairy Lianxue couldn't help but urge: "Dean Bai, read it quickly."
Bai Yishan glanced at her and said, "Then I will recite another poem. The tone of this poem is solemn and tragic, and it has infinite meaning. It is heart-wrenching and amazing to read."
After that, he recited aloud with great momentum: "The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure are all in vain. The green mountains remain, and the sunsets are red again..."
As soon as these words came out, the literary energy in the bodies of several people seemed to suddenly roar, and their souls were shaken.
Bai Yishan's voice seemed close at hand, yet far away in the horizon.
Those words, those characters, seemed to have a mysterious power that made their entire souls tremble.
What was rushing forward seemed not to be the surging waters of the Yangtze River, but the ruthless history.
History rises and falls, life has ups and downs.
Deep in their hearts, they seemed to be sighing with vicissitudes of life, and in the sighs, something seemed to be searching for the eternal value of life...
Bai Yishen had finished reciting long ago, but the souls and consciousness of several people had drifted to who knows where.
It seems that I have floated in the rolling river of history, following the rushing river, watching the ups and downs of history and life...
Several people stayed where they were, motionless.
A certain resonance also resonated deep in Bai Yishan's heart.
In fact, he had selfish motives in reciting these poems.
That young man is your Majesty's husband and will definitely fight for Dayan. Moreover, he seems to have a very good relationship with Miss Yue Yao and he will definitely not watch her being taken away by the people from Piaomiao Xianzong.
Therefore, he was bound to offend Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
The entire Da Yan might also form a mortal feud with the Piao Miao Xian Sect, or it might be said that it has already formed one.
So, this poetry is very important at this time.
He hoped that these Confucian and Taoist friends would value this young man because of these poems, and he also held a glimmer of hope that the Fairy Lianxue from the Nine Heavens Yaotai would be attracted to the young man.
If this Fairy Lianxue is moved to value talent, she will naturally speak for them during the negotiations later.
The words of the Fairy from the Nine Heavens Yaotai carry a lot of weight.
Even a large sect like Piaomiao Xianzong would never dare to ignore it.
As long as she protects the boy, there is still hope.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the four people again and said, "That young man has more than just these two poems. If you want to hear more, Bai will read them one by one."
As soon as these words came out, the four of them couldn't wait to say, "Read it, read it quickly!"
"Beside the broken bridge outside the post station, lonely flowers bloom without an owner..."
"Thousands of hammers and chisels have carved out the mountains, and raging fires have burned them with ease..."
"The thin clouds are playing tricks, the flying stars are conveying hatred, the Milky Way is far away and dark..."
"The bright moon rises over the sea, and people all over the world share this moment..."
Fairy Lianxue's body was already trembling slightly, her eyes sparkling with disbelief.
The other three people also stopped breathing and were shocked.
The literary energy in the bodies of several people was surging like the tide, surging and stirring endlessly.
Of course, Bai Yishan still kept one song that he didn't recite.
Because he achieved a breakthrough with the help of that poem, and that poem has become his new skill.
When the poem first came out of the mouth of the young man, he happened to be there and absorbed all the literary flavor and rhythm in it.
After listening to it, he immediately went back to seclusion, broke through the bottleneck, and greatly increased his strength.
He just came out of seclusion some time ago.
After coming out of seclusion, he learned that the young man had become the empress's husband, and his martial arts and soul cultivation had improved further.
So, he didn't bother her any more.
He didn't want to expose the other party's extraordinary talent and let the other party develop quietly in Dayan, but now, he had to expose it.
Of course, what he exposed was only his literary talent.
The people in front of us are the few remaining masters of Confucianism and Taoism. I believe that after listening to these poems, they will immediately understand how important that young man is to the dying Confucianism and Taoism.
"Brother Bai! Is that young man here?"
Zhang Wenruo asked excitedly.
The other people were also very excited.
Fairy Lianxue's eyes sparkled as she said directly, "With him, our Confucianism may be able to... revive!"
Seeing this, Bai Yishan smiled bitterly and sighed: "I'm afraid that young man will not be able to protect himself this time."
After these words were spoken, the four of them were stunned.
Tang Yanzhi immediately said in a deep voice: "Brother Bai, what do you mean by this?"
Zhu Tingyuan couldn't help but urge, "Brother Bai, just say what you want to say, don't keep us waiting!"
Bai Yishan could only sigh and said, "That young man is the most loyal subject of my Great Yan Queen. He came to the border for negotiations this time with the determination to die."