Gu Xu soon discovered that he had thought too much.
Because Zhao Yan did not come to trouble him.
I saw this beautiful woman in red dismounting from her horse, pointing at the plaque above the door of the Exorcist Department with the shining red spear tip of "Yizhangwei", and said in a cold tone: "Chu Fengge, I, Zhao Yan, today We have broken through the fifth realm, do you dare to come out and fight?"
Her volume is not loud.
But because she activated her true energy when she spoke, her voice could be clearly heard throughout the yamen.
After hearing her words, many officials and servants in the yamen put down their work and gathered in the open space outside the gate to watch the excitement.
After all, battles between monks in the fifth realm are not easy to see on weekdays.
What's more, Zhao Yan was considered a legend in Luo Jing City a few years ago. People are very curious about how powerful she will become after three years of training in the border guard army.
Chu Fengge did not appear immediately.
And Zhao Yan was not in a hurry.
She held the spear in her arms and leaned lazily against the statue of Shi Suanni at the door of the Exorcist Department, her expression calm and composed.
She and Chu Fengge were old rivals many years ago. The two have fought many times, each with their own victories and defeats.
Zhao Yan knew very well that Chu Fengge was keen on appearing holy in front of others and wanted to be the best in the world.
He will never refuse his challenge.
However, the first person to walk out of the yamen was Shangguan Jin.
She was still wearing a light-colored skirt, light makeup, and simple jewelry as usual.
Two young women stood together, one as strong as fire and the other as elegant as chrysanthemum, forming a pleasing landscape.
"You also want to challenge me?" After seeing Shangguan Jin's figure, Zhao Yan raised her eyebrows slightly.
In the past, Zhao Yan had fought against all the geniuses in the capital, so naturally she had also fought against Guan Jin. But every battle between the two people will end with Shangguan Jin taking the initiative to admit defeat.
Zhao Yan felt that Shangguan Jin had been hiding his cultivation and never showed his full strength.
Therefore, even if she won the duel at that time, it would be a very unsatisfactory victory - it was like a long-awaited meal that suddenly went moldy in front of her.
"How is that possible?" After hearing her words, Shangguan Jin immediately lowered his head slightly and smiled sheepishly, "I am just a little fourth-level monk, how can I have the courage to challenge Sister Zhao who is as dazzling as the sun?
"I just want to give Brother Chu a word - because he didn't prepare the poem number in advance, so he is still asking others to help him write poems temporarily.
"Sister Zhao, you may have to wait here for a while."
Zhao Yan nodded lightly.
It is a well-known fact that Chu Fengge would nervously recite a poem before fighting someone, never repeating it every time.
However, according to Chu Fengge's character, even if the whole world now knew that his poem number was written with the help of his subordinates, he would never admit it in public.
"The so-called 'helping with words' is definitely a lie," Zhao Yan thought secretly in her heart. "This should be Shangguan Jin's own initiative. He wants to make Chu Fengge embarrassed in public and see his jokes. After all, the two of them are driving They are sworn enemies in Moji.
"Oh, what a scheming woman."
In Zhao Yan's opinion, if all the monks in the world are her "gun-sharpening stones", then Shangguan Jin must be the one she discards like a piece of shit - not only cannot she sharpen her guns, but it is also very painful to use.
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At the same time, in the library.
Chu Fengge came to Gu Xu, tried his best to put on a smile on his face, and said politely: "Fellow Daoist Gu, as the owner of the 'Jinghong Brush', you are an extraordinary poet.
"Now someone is coming to the door of my exorcism department to provoke me and show contempt for the majesty of the yamen. As a genius of the exorcism department, I should step forward and assist the chief executive in maintaining order.
"So can you please help me write a poem to shock the other party and promote my reputation as an exorcist?"
Hearing his words, Gu Xu silently complained in his heart: As expected of you, Chu Fengge, you can even speak so righteously about prostitution for free!
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chu," Gu Xu said politely with a faint smile, "I'm currently drawing talisman seals, and I'm afraid I won't be able to find time to write poems for the time being—"
"——I have a 'Returning Pill' here," Chu Fengge interrupted him, and at the same time took out a small white porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to Gu Xu, "If you are willing to write a letter for me, If you write a poem, this can be your reward."
The "Returning to True Elixir" is the elixir that monks need when they climb to the "Wangxiang Terrace" and break through to the fourth realm. It can help monks stabilize their souls, digest their insights, and consolidate the connection between monks and their natal objects.
And its price is also very expensive, requiring 1,200 meritorious deeds to redeem it.
Of course, Gu Xu recently went to Dagu Pass, slaying demons along the way, killing "white ape", "temple ghost", "feathered man" and other ghosts, and earned a lot of merit, which he used to exchange for "Return to True Nature" Dan” can be said to be more than enough.
Not to mention that he now has an elixir workshop.
"This talisman is very important to me," Gu Xu declined politely again, "I need to complete it as soon as possible -"
"——I can help you pay off the debt for buying a house!" Chu Fengge took a deep breath and said seriously.
Chu Fengge has always been arrogant and arrogant, and rarely asks for help.
In particular, he is determined to be the best in the world and regards Gu Xu as a strong rival. For him, asking for help from his opponent is tantamount to surrendering in disguise.
Therefore, although he has been craving for the poems written by Gu Xu since the day he solved the case of Lu's murderous house, he has always tried his best to resist the temptation and defend his dignity.
But today, Chu Fengge finally couldn't restrain himself.
Because compared to Gu Xu, who only has cultivation in the third realm, Zhao Yan, who is in the fifth realm, is obviously an imminent threat.
Chu Fengge still clearly remembers the scene when he touched the "Sky Stone" when he was young and detected the third-grade vision "Ten Miles of Spring Breeze", which shocked the entire exorcism department.
Therefore, Luo Sishou took him to his side and trained him personally.
Everyone regards him as the future pillar of the Exorcism Department, and even think that he is expected to become a new generation of saints and powerful men in the Daqi Dynasty.
He was very popular in Luojing City, and he even walked with a swagger.
However, before Chu Fengge could enjoy enough of this life of being in the spotlight, Zhao Yan appeared.
This girl from Youzhou who likes to wear dazzling red clothes actually has the third-grade qualification "Danfeng Chaoyang"!
Moreover, her style of doing things was even more arrogant than Chu Fengge's - one man and one gun, fighting from the south to the north of the city, determined to fight all the talented people in the country, just to hone her marksmanship.
For many years, Chu Fengge has been worried about this, feeling that Zhao Yan has stolen his limelight.
He felt that if there was no Zhao Yan, the applause and cheers in Luo Jingcheng, as well as the envious, awe and worshipful eyes of others, would all belong to him.
Zhao Yan's provocative act of coming to the Exorcist Department alone also successfully aroused Chu Fengge's competitive spirit.
He vowed to spare no effort to defeat her, dampen her arrogance, and let her know that he was the real pride of Daqi.
First of all, you must not lose in terms of momentum.
And in this world, is there anything that can be more powerful than the poems written by the owner of "Jinghong Pen"?
"Okay then," Gu Xu pondered for a moment and nodded, "Please bring me a piece of paper."
He originally didn't want to agree, but Chu Fengge was unexpectedly generous today and was actually willing to help him pay off his mortgage.
Upon hearing his words, Chu Fengge immediately took out a Xuelang note and handed it to him.
Maybe it's because he once served as Gu Xu's bodyguard in the Lu family's haunted house, or maybe it's because Gu Xu once played his boss in the trial of the "Review Pot" illusion.
Although Chu Fengge's current official position was one rank higher than Gu Xu's, he was not surprised when Gu Xu spoke to him in such a commanding tone. He even took it for granted and was used to it.
"You must be domineering and majestic," Chu Fengge rubbed his hands and said expectantly next to Gu Xu, "We must make that guy Zhao Yan realize that I, Chu Fengge, am not someone to be trifled with!"
Gu Xu thought for a while, then dipped his pen in ink and quickly wrote a poem on the paper.
His handwriting is smooth and free, like a dragon and a snake racing, or a luan and a phoenix flying.
Chu Fengge stood beside him blankly.
Seeing that Gu Xu had written a poem in such a short period of time, and thinking that his subordinates had been tossing for days and nights with no results, he couldn't help but secretly cursed in his heart: What a bunch of waste!
After Gu Xu stopped writing, Chu Fengge took the Xuelang note and read the poem written on it silently several times. The more he read, the more excited he became, and it seemed that his whole person's emotions were aflame.
He felt that all the previous works written by his subordinates could be thrown into the trash heap - compared with this poem, they were as big as heaven and earth.
He couldn't help but imagine what kind of expression Zhao Yan would have on her face when she heard this poem.
However, although Chu Fengge was feeling very excited at this time, he still kept a straight face and tried to control the expression on his face, not wanting to show too much excitement in front of Gu Xu.
After all, it was extremely difficult for him to put aside his dignity and ask Gu Xu to help write poems.
Acknowledge your opponent’s excellence?
Do you open your mouth to praise your opponent for writing a good poem?
impossible!
This is simply making things difficult for him, Chu Fengge!
So, when Chu Fengge firmly remembered this poem in his mind and could recite it backwards and forwards, he strode out of the library, not wanting to stay beside Gu Xu for a moment longer.
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After a while, Zhao Yan finally saw Chu Fengge’s figure outside the exorcism department’s office——
The doctor of the exorcism department wore a black gauze hat, a Qiyao suit, and blue satin powder-soled boots. His face looked like it was powdered, and his lips looked like they were greased. He looked even more beautiful than a woman.
When he appeared on stage, he put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky without looking at anyone, which made him look particularly arrogant and unruly.
I only heard him chanting in a loud voice:
"People are forced to come without freedom, and the power of dragons and phoenixes is difficult to control. The hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk, and fourteen states are cold with one sword." (1)
Having said this, he waved his hand and shouted softly to the sky:
"Here comes the sword!"
Then there was a "swish" sound, and a cold light flashed through.
The exquisite "Tian Kui Sword" instantly fell from the sky and landed steadily in his hand.
Seeing such a scene, Zhao Yan narrowed her eyes slightly.
"How crazy!" she said secretly.
At the same time, Zhao Yan also felt that the literary talent of Chu Fengge's poetry this time was much better than his previous ones.
If we look at his previous poetry titles, they were a group of amateur poets racking their brains to piece together words.
So this time, it must have been written by a talented person with outstanding literary talents.
Especially the sentence "One sword frost-cold fourteen states" made Zhao Yan's mind inadvertently picture a sharp sword sweeping across the sky and the earth, the cold light making all the states in the wilderness tremble.
That is the realm of cultivation that many practitioners dream of!
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"This must be Gu Xu's work." Shangguan Jin next to him also thought silently in his mind.
She knew very well that with the half-hearted efforts of Chu Fengge and his subordinates, it was impossible to write a poem of this level.
Only Gu Xu, the owner of "Jinghong Pen", could have such literary attainments.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.
Chu Fengge was finally willing to put aside his dignity and ask Gu Xu for help in writing poems - what an interesting scene it was!
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Gu Xu sat next to the desk and glanced out the window.
This poem recited by Chu Fengge was first used to praise Qian Liu, King of Wuyue during the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties period.
The first sentence describes his hard work and self-improvement, and the second sentence describes his majesty and outstanding martial arts.
Being used by Chu Fengge to brag at this moment undoubtedly seemed a bit arrogant.
But Chu Fengge obviously liked this and enjoyed it.
After all, he could even utter such shameful poems as "Heaven had not given birth to me, Chu Fengge, and there would have been no heroes in the Qi Dynasty for thousands of years."
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Zhao Yan did not just listen to Chu Fengge read poetry.
The moment Chu Fengge summoned the "Tiankui Sword", she also thought about it and started to activate her "Holy Fire Totem".
Her skin, as white as snow, lit up with dots of crimson luster, and then the red glow gradually connected together to form complex and gorgeous lines, which looked a bit like phoenix feathers.
The temperature around her began to rise rapidly.
There seemed to be fireworks burning in the depths of her dark and deep eyes, which was touching.
Then she grasped the "Baizhangwei" tightly, kicked off the ground with her right leg, jumped up, and slashed the tip of the spear towards Chu Fengge from top to bottom.
The hem of her blood-red skirt fluttered in the wind, like a blooming flower on the other side of the Forgotten River. Black boots and a calf as smooth as jade were exposed under the skirt.
"The Gun that Started the Prairie Fire".
This is the top-grade martial arts passed down from generation to generation by the Zhao family in Youzhou.
Use unique skills right from the start, don't test, don't hold back, this is Zhao Yan's consistent fighting style.
Because of this, many people feel that she does not know the importance of her actions.
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"strangeness."
In the library, Gu Xu frowned slightly.
When Zhao Yan activated the "Holy Fire Totem" and used the "Primary Fire Spear", he felt the true energy in his body move slightly.
But before he could react, he returned to normal, as if it was just his illusion.
ps: Sorry for being late, my thinking was a bit stuck, so I accidentally wrote an all-night qaq
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Note:
(1) From Five Dynasties·Guan Xiu's "Offering Money to My Father".
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