People from the Qian clan, Sui Linggui, Yaodian and others were all stunned when they saw Qingge writing.
Qingge looked at the ancient dragon painting in front of her with serious awe, put one hand on her left chest, and bowed deeply.
"Mr. Zhou, in today's peaceful and prosperous age, the rivers are clear and the sea is as peaceful as you wish."
Her voice was very soft, so soft that even the Demon Palace next to her couldn't seem to hear her clearly.
When Qing Ge stood up as straight as a green pine, there was a faint smile on her lips.
There is nothing strange about the ancient dragon painting in front of me.
Qingge lowered her eyes to hide her disappointment.
really--
Did it fail...
Qingge laughed softly. Regardless of failure, how could she easily find the secret to Mr. Zhou's final painting?
It's just a pity for those six hundred green lotuses and a pity for the reward of being the first in literature.
She is an ambitious person, and she knows what she needs. She not only wants to go to eternal life, but also wants the world to crawl at her feet.
Even if it is the world of immortality that is unattainable in the eyes of the world, one day she will be able to reach it in one step.
Qingge crossed her hands and put them close to her chest, and bowed deeply again, "Mr. Zhou's heart-protecting formation and heart-killing chess game, I will definitely preserve them well. I will also use the remnant soul of the ancient dragon to its fullest value. Don't seek to save the common people."
, but will never kill innocent people indiscriminately."
Qingge closed her eyes and said those words in her heart.
Then, Qing Ge straightened up and turned sideways to look at the Demon Palace.
She didn't care, she was as quiet as the wind, and smiled elegantly, as if she was about to admit defeat.
At this moment, the azure light became more intense and the color became darker.
Qing Ge turned around to look, and the green lotus blooming slowly was reflected in the depths of her beautiful eyes.
When a gust of wind came, countless people saw Mr. Zhou's boyhood character in Gu Long's painting. The wind lifted the black veil of his bamboo hat, revealing the boy's handsome face and his eyes as clear as a pool.
When we first met, the young man had a bitter look on his face, his brows were furrowed, and his clear eyes were filled with the sufferings of life.
For a moment, the next moment, the young man's brows stretched, the corners of his lips raised, and the sight of suffering in his eyes turned into two clusters of azure flames.
He smiled, a clean and beautiful smile, as if he was smiling to a soft song.
Looking at that pure smile that had been separated for thousands of years, Qingge's heartstrings tugged hard.
A flash of fire burned the painting in front of him, and the original ancient dragon painting that was stored was glowing with golden light.
Sui Linggui's eyes lit up and his breathing became rapid.
There is a mystery hidden in the ancient dragon painting. Mr. Zhou once said that this painting can save Qinglian and all the people in the world, exerting endless power.
But for thousands of years, the final painting has been stored in Qinglian, and it has always been a question of literature and art, but no one has ever been able to solve it.
now--
Sui Linggui narrowed his eyes and looked at Qingge carefully, sighing deeply in his heart.
Could the woman in front of me really be Queen Qinglian...
Immediately, Sui Linggui's eyes swept over Ye Ge again, his eyes were dark and unclear, complicated and weird.
In terms of temperament, talent, strength and talent, Yege is far from comparable to Ji Meili.
But Yege is a chess piece that still has value.
Sui Linggui raised his hand, and the Qinglian guards sounded three shocking gongs.
The sound of the gong shocked the world and shocked the world!
"In this literary competition, Ji Meili won!" Sui Ling returned.
As soon as these words came out, the four people were in an uproar, and there were gasps from all directions.
Countless eyes met in the sky and finally fell on the woman.
The woman stands tall and graceful, as quiet as orchids, her beautiful eyes are like cold stars, and her red lips are slightly pursed as if she is smiling but not smiling. She is just like a fairy in a painting, astonishing thousands of people.
"Why...how did you do it? And what did you think?" Demon Palace was at a loss as to what to do, and like a student who was thirsty for knowledge, he asked hurriedly.
At this time, the demon palace was serious. Qingge forgot about him and told his thoughts without reservation: "I got it right. From ancient times to the present, the green lotus has symbolized peace. The Qinglian clan took this name.
To protect the peace of the world. Mr. Zhou is a friend of Taizu Qinglian. When the name was changed to Qinglian, Mr. Zhou participated in it. When I looked at the ancient dragon painting, I found that the style of the painting was too depressing, but when I looked carefully at the ancient dragon's eyes in the painting, I could see
Seeing the scene of desolate life under the dark night. Such a painting is a good painting and a perfect work. But for Mr. Zhou, this is an imperfect human world, and what he sees in his eyes is a lifelong regret."
"Why do you bow twice?" Demon Palace asked again.
He sang softly: "As soon as I bowed, I thought that this battle was lost, but I am honored to have the opportunity to see Mr. Zhou's final painting. I also want to borrow Mr. Zhou's painting to tell Mr. Zhou that today's world is no longer in chaos, but in peace and prosperity."
.Second bow, I took away Mr. Zhou’s heart-protecting formation and the remnant soul of the ancient dragon by chance. I am sincerely respectful and grateful, and am willing to swear an oath to never harm the common people or kill innocent people indiscriminately.”
Qingge didn't know whether her idea was right or whether her awe moved Mr. Zhou.
After listening to this, Yaodian suddenly woke up. In a vague way, the bottleneck that had been blocked and stagnated seemed to be unblocked by an epiphany, like a sudden enlightenment, and he felt enlightened and relaxed.
At this moment, Demon Palace realized a brand-new secret, and this moment of realization would be a turning point in his life!
The Demon Palace was in awe and offered 600 green lotuses, "The best in literature and art, I am willing to bow down to you. Miss Ji is one of the best among people. She is talented and talented. I admire you!"
Six hundred green lotuses fell towards Qingge one by one. Qingge smiled as brightly as a flower and looked at the Demon Palace with bright eyes, "Luckily, the Demon Palace is humble."
Demon Hall is not a serious person on weekdays, but when he is serious, he can be scary.
Qingge and Yaodian walked down the jade platform, and Sui Linggui began to announce the top ten rankings in the literary field.
The top ten in the civil and martial arts are eligible to enter the martial arts to ascend Tianfeng.
Literary and Taoist first, Qingge deserves the title, followed by the Demon Palace, and then the Goddess...
The goddess turned to look at Qing Ge, her indifferent eyes already filled with enthusiasm.
"At this moment, I feel that you are more attractive to me than the Divine Lord Qing Emperor." The goddess sighed.
Qingge coughed dryly, she didn't want to attract a woman.
After the martial arts competition is over, there is martial arts. Before the beginning of martial arts, there is still a period of singing and dancing.
The sound of silk and bamboo began, and the luthier's pair of slender hands plucked the strings, playing the sound of mountains and flowing water.
The dancers swing their soft waists, and the graceful bodies under the tulle make people's blood rush.
The aroma of wine overflows.
Sui Linggui and Aventurine walked towards Qingge together. Yege gritted his teeth and followed.
She really couldn't figure out why Ji Meili could break the ancient dragon painting.
Sui Linggui raised his glass: "Miss Ji's talent will be famous all over the world from now on."
Qing Ge took a sip of her drink and said, "Clan Chief Sui, thank you."
Sui Linggui looked at Aventurine, then at Qingge, and said with a smile: "If Miss Ji is willing, she can live in Qinglian forever, and I am willing to build Luoshen Palace for you!"
One stone stirs up thousands of waves.
Countless people were stunned.
Especially night songs.
The Luoshen Palace built by the Qinglian clan leader himself...
Why.
She is not qualified to receive this honor.
The devil named Unwilling to Envy roars angrily from the depths of his twisted soul.