The scene in Luoyin Pavilion was quiet, and Yu Minglan was seen standing alone, looking at everyone proudly.

Gu Qingqing behind her saw that this was her chassis, but the man showed off his power. So Gu Qingqing stood up angrily and said, "I'm still there!"

When Yu Minglan saw the scholar behind her standing up, she looked arrogant and wanted to study her own literature. Instead, she was even happier and said happily: "Brother Gu, please speak."

Gu Qingqing thought for a moment and said, "A hundred years are like dew every year, and I can see countless hearts in a moment. Only when I reincarnate in nine lifetimes will I be a human being...

Gu Qingqing read this poem very slowly. When everyone heard it, they began to quietly discuss it. Many people said that this boy was talking nonsense and fooling him into thinking of the mountain wind. We have never heard it.

When Yu Minglan heard this, he pointed his hand at Gu Qingqing and signaled that Gu Qingqing would not have to read it down. She continued: "...Don't do anything wrong, wait until all thoughts return to the dust."

After reading it, Yu Minglan looked around everyone and said, "Hmph, a group of ignorant people. This poem is a poem left to his grandson by the King of Taifu on his death more than a hundred years ago. It means that since ancient times, every year has been as short as the water drops on the eaves fell to the ground. Time flies, and everyone has experienced a lot of hardships, and nine generations of reincarnation have arrived in the world... Finally, he told his grandson to do whatever he wants, and follow his own wishes, but he cannot interfere with others' situations. No matter what you do, think about the consequences of things, because no matter what you do, everything will turn into dust."

Gu Qingqing was in Baixiaomen and knew that ordinary poems were definitely not the opponent of Yu Shanfeng, so she remembered a poem she had read in Baixiaomen warehouse. She didn't even know where the poem came from, but she didn't expect that it was picked up by the other party.

She thought for a while and read another poem, but before she could finish reading it, the hateful Yu Shanfeng laughed twice and took it over again.

After Minglan finished reading it, she smiled and said, "It's not bad, you have heard of the lonely chapter of Mo Lao's not yet appeared. It's so amazing."

After listening to the audience, everyone was moved. Mr. Mo Xueping, Mr. Mo, turned out to be his lonely chapter. Why did the two young people present have heard it, but we have not heard it, and everyone started to talk again.

Gu Qingqing's face turned pale at this time. She never thought that the man in front of her was so powerful, and she had even heard of this lonely article. The scene was getting more and more noisy. She knew that if she lost this time, Fairy Guiyue's identity would probably never attract cultivators anymore. In this way, it would be completely useless for the identity that had been hard-working for many years.

Seeing Yu Shanfeng's smug look, Gu Qingqing felt extremely hateful. She felt cruel in her heart and said, "Brother Yu is talented, Gu admires me. Those in front are just to try your level. I'm going to take serious action below!"

Not only Yu Minglan was stunned at this moment, everyone present was stunned, even the substitute Fairy Gui Yue was stunned. Mr. Mo Xueping's lonely chapter was just used to test the waters? Is there any law of nature? Is there any law of kings?

Gu Qingqing ignored everyone's appearance, and she took a step towards Yu Minglan aloofly and said: "It is hard to part when we meet, and the east wind is weak. The flowers are gone. The silkworm will die until the silk is dead, and the candle will only dry out when it turns into ashes..." This poem was read quite quickly, and everyone had no time to react to whether they had heard it, but they were trying to understand the artistic conception in the poem.

Yu Minglan didn't follow this poem. Although she was a little discouraged, she felt refreshed in her mind. The true energy in her body seemed to have been meditating for a long time, and the sea of ​​energy was filled with it.

When Gu Qingqing saw it, she thought to herself: Yu Shanfeng is indeed a literary scholar, I can't take advantage of him. So Gu Qingqing continued to take a step forward and said, "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has phases and waxing, and this matter is difficult to complete in ancient times." When she said this, she did not continue to talk as Zhang Wei told herself. After she recited this, she stopped chanting.

At this time, Gu Qingqing took a step forward, and Yu Minglan took a step back.

Gu Qingqing further said: "Others laughed at me for being too crazy, but I laughed at me for not seeing through." She said this, and she stopped abruptly and stopped continuing.

Yu Minglan took a step back and thought desperately about the books inside Wenju's door, but she had no idea about it after thinking about it.

Although Gu Qingqing had the upper hand twice in a row at this time, she was still not sure about the poems that Zhang Wei had said and whether the other party had heard them.

Last night, Zhang Wei said seventy or eighty poems to her. At this time, she pressed her step by step, saying only half or a few sentences of each poem, and then she stopped continuing.

After Gu Qingqing walked more than thirty steps, Yu Minglan took more than thirty steps.

Yu Minglan didn't even follow his poem. At this time, Gu Qingqing opened the folding fan in his hand and gently waved the fan, so cool. She looked at Yu Minglan who was depressed with pride, and felt so happy, thinking: You stinky scholar, you ran to my girl's Luoyin Pavilion to make a name for yourself and smash my place. Now you know you are wrong.

Yu Minglan was forced from the corner of the hall by Gu Qingqing to the window in another corner. She was not only shocked at this time, but also the sea of ​​energy in her body fluctuated and undulated, which was difficult to control.

Because Gu Qingqing's poem only said a few words at a time, he changed the poem. Every time this happened, Yu Minglan felt that her soul seemed to be scratched by a feather, itchy and comfortable. Just as she was about to scratch the other party, she felt more comfortable, but Gu Qingqing had changed the poem and was scratched again. In this way, she seemed to have been tortured by the other party more than thirty times, and was in pain and happiness.

Yu Minglan is the daughter of Wenju Sect, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see her. Since she became sensible, I remember that after all the men saw her, they either deliberately pleased her or showed off her learning and literature to attract her attention. Even Liu Wenxuan, who has the blood of Wenqu, only looked at her.

At this time, the Gu Qing scholar in front of her regarded her as nothing and did not consider her feelings at all. Although Gu Qing was just a scholar, the talent he showed today would definitely be unparalleled in the future.

At this time, Yu Minglan's face turned slightly red, his voice became slightly gentle, and he asked Gu Qingqing: "Young Master Gu, I wonder where the poem you just read came from?"

The question Yu Minglan asked was exactly what many people present wanted to know the answer, because there was more than Nan Xiguang, the only monk in the literary sect here, so everyone stared at Gu Qingqing and waited for her to give the answer.

Only then did Gu Qingqing realize that she had just come to the table in order to show off her momentary pleasure. There were many scholars present at this moment. If she told Zhang Wei out, it would probably have adverse consequences for him in the future. She hesitated for a moment and told everyone the story that Zhang Wei told him, but the protagonist was replaced by herself.

After hearing this, everyone looked at Gu Qingqing with contempt.

Gu Qingqing put away the fan in her hand and asked, "What's wrong, do you still don't believe it?"

Before Yu Minglan answered, Nan Xiguang had already said: "Let's just decide what you said is true, but if you are about to die, if you want to spread your articles to the world, you will definitely tell you the full text! How can you tell you half of it!"

Gu Qingqing was stunned and remembered that Zhang Wei had basically finished reading every poem for himself, but he only read a few sentences of each poem, so it would not make sense.

She thought about it and said, "There are a lot of literary writing here, how could I easily leak the original text?"

As soon as she said this, several Wen Xiu present stood up and looked at her coldly.

Yu Minglan looked at the Wen Xiu who stood up in the venue. Instead, she stood in front of Gu Qingqing, blocked Gu Qingqing behind her, and said to the people: "What do you want to do?" At this time, she had a lot of feelings for this Gu Qing scholar and did not want to see everyone make things difficult for him.

Several Wen Xiuzhong who stood up said, "You are just an outer disciple of Pingshan Academy. What do you want to do? Do you want to take over the poetry collection of this scholar?" After he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Nan Xiguang next to him. Seeing that the other party had no reaction, he felt a little relieved.

After he said this, everyone nodded, thinking that the outer disciple of Pingshan Academy intends to embezzle and is unwilling to share it with everyone.

Yu Minglan looked at the greedy eyes of the people in front of her. She was too lazy to speak and dispersed the pressure in her body towards everyone.

These Wen Xiu thought that as an outer disciple, she was at least in the early stage of entering Qi. As a result, she suddenly felt a wave of pressure from the realm of the mansion, and everyone sat down and couldn't stand up.

Seeing this, Nan Xiguang was still sitting in his original position, smiling helplessly and shook his head.

Gu Qingqing saw the pressure emitted by Yu Minglan at this moment, and she was very knowledgeable and immediately recognized that Yu Minglan was a member of Wenju Sect. She was in Baixiao Sect and knew the character of the scholars of Wenju Sect, such as the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth, supreme skills, and magical weapons. She only loved the poetry and songs that had not appeared in the world. At this time, she saw that Yu Shanfeng Huanfu had a strong cultivation level. If she provoked Wenju Sect to Luoyin Pavilion, her status would be exposed no matter what the funeral was afterwards.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingqing, who was standing by the window, floated backwards and instantly flew several feet away from Luoyin Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)
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