"You don't need to take care of my affairs."
Shen Xiyun looked cold.
Langya Xuanxian was once her suitor.
However, Shen Xiyun had no interest in him.
Shen Xijun likes talented men, but Langya Xuanxian is obviously not this type.
Langya Xuanxian said no more.
Staring at Ye Qing coldly.
In the dojo, Ye Qing and Shen Xiyun stood opposite each other.
Shen Xiyun proposed a challenge, but Ye Qing didn't expect it.
The disciples of Linglong Palace present all had fiery eyes, looking forward to seeing Shen Xijun take action.
In the entire Linglong Palace, Shen Xijun was the only one accepted as a disciple by Immortal King Linglong.
One can imagine Shen Xijun's strength.
Once number one on the glamor list, with peerless grace!
"Young Master Ye, I don't need to compete in the martial arts competition. I want to have a literary competition with you. I wonder what you want?" Shen Xijun said with a smile.
Ye Qing was stunned for a moment.
Literary competition, maybe Shen Xiyun still wants to compete with him in poetry.
Ye Qing himself does not produce poetry, but he has countless famous poems in his mind.
"Master Ye, how about we each compose a poem and ask Elder Wenyuan to judge it?" Shen Xijun smiled, his eyes filled with anticipation.
For female literary youths, nothing is more interesting than literary battles.
Shen Xiyun is really not interested in the competition between immortals and martial arts.
"Master Ye probably doesn't know about Wenyuan yet. Wenyuan is a department specially set up by Linglong Palace to manage poetry culture. There are two Wenyuan elders who are both poetry masters." Shen Xijun explained with a smile.
Ye Qing found it strange that the Linglong Palace and the Xianwu Sect were actually studying poetry culture.
Poetry is of no benefit to their cultivation.
"The elders of Wenyuan believe that cultivation means cultivating the mind, and studying poetry culture and reading more books can help cultivate the mind and character." Shen Xijun said with a smile.
Ye Qing nodded and said nothing more.
Soon, two Wenyuan elders came over.
One male and one female.
The man has an elegant face, his name is White Jade Scholar, and he is holding an unknown book in his hand.
The woman's name is Elder Qingshui. She is thin and has a touch of sadness between her eyebrows. She is very artistic.
There are only two elders of Wenyuan.
In addition, there are many outer disciples of Linglong Hall. Most of them join Wenyuan just to be arty and win the favor of girls.
"The saint actually wants to fight with him. Look at him, he is so talented!"
Elder Qingshui smiled, his eyes sparkling with brilliance. Ye Qing's appearance made her feel pleasant and comfortable to look at.
"That's possible. It is said that he wrote a good poem in Yanyu Pavilion, and some beauty taught him how to play the flute."
"There is indeed some level of skill, but it is a bit vulgar." Elder Bai Yu said calmly.
"Why is it vulgar?" Elder Qingshui retorted.
I absolutely cannot agree with what Elder Bai Yu said.
She also knew about the poem written by Ye Qing, which was so shocking at the time!
Ye Qingren had already become famous before he came to Linglong Palace.
In the literary garden, poems written by Ye Qing were even framed.
Reinforce it with fairy formations.
It will surely be remembered forever.
However, that poem does not have a title yet.
"Isn't it vulgar to play the flute?" Elder Bai Yu had a strange expression.
"You, shameless and obscene, are you worthy of being an elder of Wenyuan?"
Elder Qingshui scolded him angrily, seeing Elder Baiyu being very unhappy. He was such a dirty person, and his good poems were misinterpreted by him.
"Ahem, let's just watch their literary fight."
Elder Bai Yu stopped talking.
He was not optimistic about Ye Qing.
You know, Shen Xijun's talent is well-known in Linglong Palace.
Ye Qing just has a good poem.
Writing poetry requires inspiration, and it is not always possible to write it in one go.
"Two seniors, please come up with the questions."
Shen Xijun came over, smiled and saluted.
She respects the two Wenyuan seniors very much.
Elder Qingshui and Elder Baiyu are both powerful in the Saint Immortal Realm, superior to the Taiyi True Immortal.
In Linglong Palace, their status is not low.
Moreover, among the people who are proficient in poetry, they are the only two in Linglong Palace.
Each of them has works handed down from generation to generation.
It can't be said to be immortal, but overall it's still pretty good.
It almost represents the ceiling of Linglong Universe poetry culture.
"How about a love theme?"
Elder Qingshui smiled.
The theme of love is a very common theme, but it is difficult to write well.
What's more, he still composes poetry impromptu.
"Absolutely." Elder Bai Yu agreed.
Although the theme of love has subject matter restrictions, there is still room for development.
"I have no problem. What do you think Mr. Ye?"
Shen Xijun accepted it happily and looked at Ye Qing with her beautiful eyes.
She usually writes a lot about love themes.
The theme of boudoir is part of the theme of love. It is quite an old-fashioned theme for women, but it is suitable for literary fights.
"Can."
Ye Qing smiled and did not choose any subject.
Anyway, he is just a porter of poems.
"Okay, Mr. Ye, come first, or me?" Shen Xiyun covered his face with a gauze veil and exhaled like a blue orchid.
In front of everyone, she never revealed her true identity.
However, that proud body curve and beautiful temperament are intoxicating.
I don’t know how many disciples of Linglong Palace were fascinated by her.
"Anything is fine." Ye Qing smiled.
"Senior Sister Shen, although it is a literary fight, if you lose, you should be punished!"
"I suggest that if Ye Qing loses, he should be demoted to an inner disciple."
Langya Xuanxian spoke, but he did not expect that Shen Xijun would propose the method of Wen Dou.
Wen Dou, of course, couldn't test Ye Qing's immortal martial strength.
However, literary fighting is also a kind of competition, and you can definitely get some luck.
"Does my fight with Young Master Ye have anything to do with you?"
Shen Xijun glanced at him coldly, not giving Langya Xuanxian any face.
Langya Xuanxian looked ugly.
After all, he is the Holy Son of Linglong Palace.
In front of many disciples, Shen Xijun's tone made him look dull.
However, as Shen Xijun was the direct disciple of Immortal King Linglong, Immortal Langya did not dare to offend him.
"Young Master Ye, don't pay attention to him. I just admire the young master's talent in poetry, and on a whim, I wanted to compete with him." Shen Xiyun said softly.
Ye Qing smiled and said nothing.
Outside the dojo, Zhao Ruoning and Shi Yunyue were chatting in a low voice, sparks flickering in the eyes of both women.
There is a strong sour smell brewing in the air.
"The boss is seeking death again!"
Chang Liefeng sighed, but he was extremely envious in his heart.
Having too many women around you may cause trouble, but it is also a happy trouble.
"I don't understand why my second brother wants to edit Nao Shizi's poems." Huo Fengtian shook his big head.
In his opinion, poetry cannot be used as food, and it is not a powerful magical method. Is it necessary to study it?
Is it possible to kill someone with poetry?
"Second brother, don't tell me, according to legend, there was a great Confucian and Taoist man countless years ago!"
"While chatting and laughing, killing the enemy with poetry and articles, your style is endless!"
Chang Liefeng suddenly said seriously.
"So that's it. Third brother has actually found another path. His talent is so terrifying. I have to seize the time to practice." Huo Fengtian said seriously.
