Xiao Huohuo has a young mind, and an angry look appeared on his face when he heard this.
"The fat man came out of nowhere, is he looking for trouble?"
The fat nobleman closed his paper fan, and his fat face was full of mockery.
"Why, the cowhide has been scratched, and I'm so angry."
People around them pointed at each other, but most of them said that Chu Feng and Xiao Huohuo were arrogant. They couldn't come up with any good poems, but these two people actually said they didn't want to be in the limelight. They were too good at pretending.
Xiao Huohuo couldn't help but feel guilty when he heard the discussions around him. After all, he had never seen Chu Feng recite poetry.
Seeing this, the fat and noble young master got excited. He walked around Xiao Huohuo, smiled coldly and said, "I have nothing to say. I despise people like you the most. You are obviously full of water, but you run away." Go to the scholar’s territory and pretend to be a big-tailed wolf!”
"you"
Xiao Huohuo's violent temper was ignited again, and he glared at the fat young master. If he hadn't been unfamiliar with the place, he would have taken action.
The fat noble man curled his lips and was about to continue his sarcasm when the voice of reciting poetry sounded.
"The cicadas are mournful, facing the pavilion at night, the showers have begun to subside. All the tents are drinking without a trace... As I think about it, thousands of miles of smoke, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have hurt parting, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival! ...Even if there are thousands of styles, who should I tell them to? "
What a good word! Not only the fat noble man, but also the onlookers around him showed expressions of surprise.
Before these people could turn around to see who it was, the vision happened. A few meters thick cyan gas burst out from Chu Feng's body and condensed into huge clouds in the sky. There was a loud noise, golden light bloomed, and a piece of pale golden paper floated out of the clouds.
A very pleasant female voice came from the cruise ship.
"Talent becomes a cloud, paper hangs in the air"
Everyone came back to their senses and looked at the source of the sound of chanting poetry. It turned out to be the Taoist priest just now. It turned out that he was not just talking nonsense, he was really capable!
"Talent becomes a cloud, paper hangs in the air, and the vision of heaven and earth is conveyed when world-class poetry was born."
The fat noble man who came back to his senses said in a daze.
At this time, a beam of light flew from a cruise ship to the shore, and the pleasant woman's voice sounded again.
"Yeyue, I'm here to wait for the Taoist priest"
Everyone was refreshed. Fairy Yeyue, one of the three beauties in the tenth level of Confucianism and Taoism, actually took the initiative to invite people on board. This is the first time in thousands of years.
Chu Feng coughed lightly, reminding Xiao Huohuo to follow, and then walked towards the lead light.
Xiao Huohuo broke free from his silly frozen expression and followed quickly.
After the two of them disappeared, the fat noble man slapped himself, secretly saying that he was too blind to recognize the true hero.
…
On the deck of the cruise ship, Fairy Yeyue, in flowing white clothes, stood with a smile, her hair covered with green hair flowing down like water waves, soft and smooth, with a little bit of luster, making her look pure and beautiful.
Chu Feng, who had just boarded the boat, intuitively saw that Fairy Yeyue's body was like the skin of a newborn baby, delicate and radiant, white and rosy, and sparkling. The slender waist, gently swaying, twists like the waist of a beautiful snake, charming and moving. The slender legs are straight and light, which set off her proud figure with a peerless grace that makes all flowers lose their color.
Xiao Huohuo, who came up with Chu Feng, was dumbfounded, and a little sparkle flowed out of the corner of his mouth unconsciously. His wife, who could only be considered average in appearance, was no different from the mud in the field compared with the fairy in front of her.
"The Taoist priest is extraordinary in literary talent, and Yeyue admires him greatly"
Fairy Yeyue bowed Yingying, her undulating figure adding a bit of charm due to her bending movements.
"Write it as you please, it's not worth mentioning"
Chu Feng said calmly.
Hearing this, Fairy Yeyue looked at Chu Feng's beautiful eyes with a little more curiosity.
Xiao Huohuo, who was shocked by Chu Feng on the shore, got on the boat, and was shocked by Fairy Yeyue again, saluted: "Greetings to Fairy Yeyue"
Unlike before, Fairy Yeyue just smiled slightly.
If you can’t write poetry, what a big difference! Xiao Huohuo sighed in his heart.
"Tonight, Immortal Xiaoyue is hosting a banquet in his mansion, inviting outstanding men of literary talent. I wonder if you would be interested?"
Fairy Yeyue asked softly.
Chu Feng, who had originally planned to use Fairy Yeyue to approach Xiaoyue Immortal, agreed on the spot.
After a while, no one on the shore composed a good poem, so Fairy Yeyue asked the boat to return.
The cruise ship is moving on the lake at a neither fast nor slow speed. Chu Feng and Fairy Yeyue were talking at the bow of the boat. We talked for a few hours and got a rough idea of everything about the tenth level of Confucianism and Taoism.
The tenth pass of Confucianism is an important pass for Confucianism to train its disciples. The person with the highest cultivation level is Xiaoyue Xianzun. As a master of literary talent, Xiao Yue Xianzun likes to make friends with people with outstanding literary talents.
At dusk, the cruise ship came to the intersection of the big lake and a river. The three of them boarded the small boat that looked like children in front of the cruise ship, and entered the long river upstream. I don't know how long they went forward. In the dim sky, a nine-year-old boat appeared on a boat. Quyu stone bridge spans the small river.
The boat stopped and the three people abandoned it and went ashore. After walking more than a hundred steps, they came to a large courtyard. After the announcement, the three of them entered. After walking for a long time along a tree-lined path, we came to a courtyard.
The yard is very wide, and the pebbles in front of the door are black and white, just like the traditional buildings in the Jiangnan water towns in the real world.
Noisy sounds came from the yard.
It is somewhat similar to the scene on the shore in the daytime.
Suddenly, a charming woman's voice sounded.
"Fairy Yeyue is back, and she brought two heroes with her."
The noisy sound immediately disappeared without a trace.
The door of the courtyard was opened and Chu Feng entered. He saw flowers, plants and trees, full of vitality, flying towers in the air, carved railings and jade, hidden among the trees in the mountains. I saw a dozen handsome scholars and mature women coming under the stars. The woman was plump, with high temples and was dressed in a bright red dress with a flat collar. The slow skirt half exposed her chest, and her skin was under the light gauze. Faintly revealed.
Xiaoyue Immortal Lord is actually like this! Chu Feng couldn't accept it for a while.
Fairy Yeyue, who came in with Chu Feng, saluted Immortal Xiaoyue.
"Guan Ling, this person's name is Chu Feng. He comes from Tiandao City and is the envoy of the Dao Sect to obtain the Western Scriptures."
When Immortal Xiaoyue heard about Chu Feng's identity, he smiled and said, "Since you are a representative of the Taoist sect, how come you are on the path of Confucianism and Taoism?"
Fairy Yeyue didn't know this, and couldn't help but cast her eyes on Chu Feng.
"Pindao was misinformed about this place by the teleportation array. He hopes to use the teleportation array here to leave here."
Chu Feng said truthfully.
"Using the teleportation array in the tenth level to leave here will cost a lot of fairy stones. If you want to leave, you can. Leave behind three poems that are no less than during the day."
Xiaoyue Immortal Lord said seriously.
Three songs? Thirty is fine, Chu Feng smiled and nodded.
"Can"
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