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Chapter 420: The Destiny is Lost (Fourth update, monthly ticket 4600)

Flower appreciation begins to enter the poetry stage.

What does it mean to have flowers but no poetry?

However, many monks present stood up and left.

It's okay to let them practice, but they don't have the skills to write poetry.

It's not that I can't, but I don't want to. Except for a very small number of monks, many people don't have the skill.

Li Changsheng also stood up, glanced at Ye Jiangchuan, and couldn't help shouting:

"Ye Jiangchuan, just wait, if you buy a flying car in the future, I will destroy it for you!

If I don’t take revenge for this, I, Li Changsheng…”

Before he finished speaking or what he was doing, he tossed his sleeves and left.

Yang Dingfeng also stood up and left, saying: "This place will no longer be interesting. They are all writing poems. Are you leaving?"

Fang Dongsu said: "Let me take a look!"

"Haha, don't be embarrassed by your limericks!

I'll take the first step!"

All the Taiyi disciples left one after another. Only Ye Jiangchuan, Fang Dongsu, Zhuo Qitian and three Taiyi disciples stayed here.

Zhuo Qitian was very curious and said, "Appreciating flowers and reciting poems helps me gain some knowledge."

Ye Jiangchuan smiled and said nothing.

After the monks left, the mortal scholars began to beam with joy.

These mortal scholars, poetry is their specialty, and they are all famous poets all over the world.

They began to wander around here, and when they came under a famous flower, someone began to compose poems and recite lyrics.

"A haggard family tree, scattered snow-bordered branches. Light makeup and plain beauty, no peach blossoms, a smiling face and low eyebrows..."

"Ripple in the West Lake to pick green apples. Raise your whip in the south to mourn the world of mortals."

The peach blossoms smile in the warm sun, and the willows frown slightly in the light and wind."

Ye Jiangchuan and the other three were listening and nodding their heads, which was interesting.

Suddenly, Fang Dongsu frowned and said:

"No, something seems to be wrong!"

Ye Jiangchuan hesitated and asked: "What's wrong?"

"This, this, the flower demons in the garden seemed to have lost their destiny in an instant. They were originally destined to bloom with thousands of flowers.

Suddenly, they were all harbingers of imminent death.

It seems, as if, their destiny has been stolen from them."

Ye Jiangchuan didn't know what to say.

Zhuo Qitian said: "Are you sure?"

"Nonsense, who am I? How can I be sure?"

"That's good, we can take a look!"

"I have a new magical power that I have just developed, I just want to give it a try."

After saying that, Zhuo Qitian poured a glass of water and wine, grabbed Fang Dongsu by the hand and said:

"I'll give you a glimpse of your destiny!"

A powerful spiritual power appeared in Zhuo Qitian, which was so powerful that it could even change the world.

And what's even more frightening is that only the three of them can feel it. The others are so close at hand that they don't feel anything. Everyone is growing up.

Zhuo Qitian has gradually been able to control his own spiritual power.

Under this power, images of water, water, and wine appear.

Then the three of them couldn't help but curse angrily.

In this image, it is Li Changsheng and Yang Dingfeng.

Although both of them had changed their appearance, Ye Jiangchuan and the others could see it at a glance.

Yang Dingfeng's brain has collapsed and he has begun to go bald. You can see how it has changed.

They cooperated seamlessly, with Yang Dingfeng holding a bunch of flowers in his hands and Li Changsheng guarding him, the two quietly left.

I don't know when they hooked up together.

And they worked together and did something amazing.

Just now, Ye Jiangchuan angrily scolded Ye Jiangchuan for leaving, it was just an act. These two people looted the Luo Shang City Flower Clan and took away some good things, which led to the Luo Shang City Flower Clan's fate being cut off.

"It turns out that these two bastards got together.

They have taken away the destiny of the Flower Clan in Luoshang City, and the Flower Clan in Luoshang City will be in catastrophe, and will be exterminated within three days."

Zhuo Qitian also cursed:

"I'm so crazy that I hooked up with Li Changsheng. If I don't let us play, I will be punished by God. I can't..."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, in a shadow where Li Changsheng walked, a ray of light appeared instantly.

Under this light, Li Changsheng and Yang Dingfeng were in a state of stagnation, as if time had been suspended.

This brilliance transcended everything. It was just a flash, and Li Changsheng's head was chopped off with a pop.

That brilliance flashed and was about to leave.

"Seventy-one old man, you killed my disciple and you still want to leave?"

But a hand appeared in the void, grabbed the brilliance with a pinch, and clicked it, and the brilliance immediately turned into powder.

Then another hand appeared, picked up Li Changsheng's head, and pressed it on his neck.

Li Changsheng recovered immediately, and the blood he spurted out returned automatically, as if it had been directly cleared during the time when he was beheaded, and nothing happened to him.

Both hands disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

Li Changsheng and Yang Dingfeng were normal. They didn't feel anything and continued to leave here secretly.

Seeing all this, Ye Jiangchuan's eyes darkened and he actually went blind.

Just taking a glance, your eyes are so inexplicably blind?

Ye Jiangchuan took a breath of air and hurriedly took a heart-cleansing pill.

After his eyes recovered, Ye Jiangchuan looked at Fang Dongsu.

He was also rubbing his eyes, looked at Ye Jiangchuan, and said: "At least the spirit god, maybe even the earth ruins!"

Over there, Zhuo Qitian said: "No, it's Tianzun! That's Qidao from Taiyi Sect. I've heard his name, Tianzun!"

Looking at Zhuo Qitian again, his eyes were completely blind, with blood left behind.

He didn't have Fang Dongsu's treatment, so Ye Jiangchuan hurriedly gave him a heart-cleansing pill.

Zhuo Qitian also recovered, and the three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Looking at Li Changsheng in the water cup, he didn't know anything. Even if he died, he didn't know anything.

He and Yang Dingfeng had quietly left here, and immediately fled far away after dividing the spoils.

Ye Jiangchuan was speechless. He didn't know if someone wanted to pinch him to death behind his back if he broke his flying boat and blackmailed his money.

As if sensing Ye Jiangchuan's worry, Fang Dongsu said: "It shouldn't matter.

They will only take care of it if the shameless Tianzun takes action.

Normally, I wouldn’t care if I died!”

Zhuo Qitian said: "Dead? Where will he die?

How shameless, you can still be resurrected after death!

Why are we all Taiyi Liuzi, he has such good treatment, but we have nothing?"

Fang Dongsu said coldly: "Although we don't have such good treatment, we don't have the Taiyi Sect's Heavenly Lord to assassinate us shamelessly."

Ye Jiangchuan nodded and said, "Yes, if we continue the assassination like this, isn't it going to be a mess?"

Fang Dongsu said: "That's right, that sect doesn't have a peerless genius? Taiyi Sect's Eight Immortal Taiyi, one of the Infinite Three Heroes of the Infinite Sect, is right in front of our eyes, who assassinated him?

I really don’t understand it!”

Ye Jiangchuan sighed and said: "That is Li Changsheng's matter and has nothing to do with us.

Seeing him happy all day long, he seemed to be having a hard time.

Anyway, no one will assassinate us inexplicably, and no one will protect us inexplicably.

We just need to live our own lives and practice well!"

After saying that, he suddenly stood up, came under an osmanthus flower, and sang poems loudly!

"The east wind is full of glory, and the fragrant mist is filled with moonlight in the corridor.

I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep late at night, so I burned a high candle to illuminate my red makeup."

As a time traveler, if I don’t copy a few poems, can I be worthy of those predecessors?


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