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Volume 2: The Second Tribulation of the Lich Chapter 253: Eternal Quatrains

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    "Huh, destroy the world! That's a good plan!" Li Qingming narrowed his eyes and said, "What does your pavilion master say?" Bai Ming scratched the back of his head and said, "The pavilion master discussed with the saint Kong Yuan and decided to take Ji to school.  Disciples of the palace, we must devote all our efforts to return to the Pangu Great Thousand Realm! After all, we all understand the principle that the Pangu Great Thousand Realm was once our hometown!  Said: "You go back and tell your pavilion master that I will go to Ji School Palace again in three days!" Bai Ming's face was happy, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said: "In this way, the student will definitely bring the message to the senior.  ! " At this moment, the sound of the zither sounded again, and the beautiful music attracted everyone's eyes, and they all turned to look at the green field ahead.  I saw a brown guzheng lying quietly on the jade table in front of me. The elegant fairy, with her ice-like skin and jade bones, flicked the strings with her bare hands, like the divine music of the Nine Heavens.  The setting sun has set in the sky, and the silver moon hangs high in the sky, casting down dots of silver brilliance, which reflect on the graceful figure of Fairy Qingya, making her look like a fairy in the moon.  She opened her singing voice, and the beautiful notes merged with the music of the zither, resounding in all directions. The entire space was silent, everything became calm, and only the singing voice and the music of the zither became eternal.  The singing voice is indeed as Miss Zhuer said. Not only is this elegant fairy's singing voice smooth and beautiful, but even the cultivation level that is firmly in the realm of a half-step saint in her body has begun to loosen up. I believe that as long as there is another Qi machine.  You can step into the realm of saints at any time.  Li Qingming is still like this, those monks who are still in the realm of sub-sage.  They were even more excited and inexplicable, and some even directly activated their mental methods and seals, and began to sprint against the shackles of cultivation with all their strength.  ?Suddenly.  A divine phoenix flew from the sky in the distance. The divine phoenix held a crystal braid in its mouth and danced above Fairy Qingya's head. After a while, lark, oriole, oriole no less than a hundred species of birds were heard.  The sound came and flew under the divine phoenix.  The scene of thousands of birds flocking to the Cangcang.  Everyone below was stunned.  The pink peach blossoms are scattered all over the sky, and the fragrance is rising. This strange landscape is really refreshing and refreshing.  After a quarter of an hour, the sound gradually stopped, and there was silence between heaven and earth. After a long time.  Everyone just woke up from a dream.  "This song should only exist in heaven, how many times can we hear it in the world!" Li Qingming sighed with emotion, breaking the calm first.  Fairy Qingya covered her mouth and smiled softly, saying: "Senior, you are ridiculous. Qingya plays randomly. Please don't take offense, gentlemen!" "Fairy is too modest. Such fairy music is indeed as magical as Miss Zhu'er said!" "I  This cultivation level has been stagnant for three epochs at the peak of the early stage of the Yasheng. This time, after hearing the fairy's song, the shackles were loosened, and it was all the result of the fairy! "At this moment, those talented people from all over the world.  They all woke up from their trance and bowed and thanked Fairy Qingya.  Fairy Qingya did not shirk.  He nodded slightly to acknowledge the courtesy of everyone, and then said warmly: "Qingya invites you gentlemen to come here to talk about poetry, Taoism, and lyrics! An hour has passed now, shall we start?"  "Natural, that's natural!" Everyone agreed after hearing the words.  "Since it is a poetry meeting, it is natural that poetry will be the main theme. I wonder what the fairy would like to use as the topic?" Sitting in the front row, a young monk in green robes behind Li Qingming and others stood up and first said  He bowed to Fairy Qingya and then said.  "At this moment, the moon is high and the stars are shining brightly. How about taking this starry sky as the theme?" Fairy Qingya said.  The man in green robe smiled and said, "Well, let's start with An Lan!" "An Lan! He is An Lan!" As soon as the man in green robe finished speaking, a group of elites from all walks of life started talking.  Li Qingming looked around and saw that Longxuhu and the others were all at a loss. He simply called Bai Ming directly and said, "Bai Ming, where did An Lan come from?" Having just seen the horror of Li Qingming, Bai Ming naturally couldn't help but wonder.  Dare to be negligent, he hurriedly put down the tea cup in his hand and replied: "Senior, this An Lan is the direct grandson of An Yu, the founding ancestor of the Holy God Realm, and now he is the current leader of the Holy God Realm." "Oh! Very!  Is it famous?" Li Qingming asked softly.  Bai Mingdao: "Ancestor An Yu has a disciple named Jin Sheng. Because this Jin Sheng was dissatisfied with An Yu's demon passing the position of Realm Master to An Lan, he became murderous and killed all the An clan members in the Holy God Realm.  Killed them all, and seized the position of the leader of the Holy God Realm! " "At that time, An Lan escaped because he was practicing outside. However, An Lan's personality changed drastically, and he began to?Walking around various Zhongtian worlds, becoming disciples of great masters one after another, practicing spells, and improving your realm!  An era later, he single-handedly destroyed all those who rebelled, including Jin Sheng, and regained the position of World Lord!  " "Damn, it's so fierce!  Li Qingming narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "It seems that there is no shortage of geniuses in this world!"  " "Yes, Fairy Qingya, fellow Taoists, listen up!  "After being silent for a while, An Lan smiled and said: "The bright moon rises above the Western Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.  The stars are ninety thousand miles away, shining across the sky.  "    "good!  The bright moon rises from the western sky, and the stars are endless, casting endless light, reflecting the whole world as bright as day!  What a poem, what a poem!  "As soon as An Lan finished speaking, Li Qingquan clapped his hands and praised. "Yes!  The towering sky, the vast sea of ??clouds, and the bright moon pour out silver light.  The sky is full of stars, shining in all realms and heavens!  "Fairy Qingya also praised, "It's just that Qingya feels that Mr. An's poem seems to have an unfinished meaning?  Young master, do you still have a xiaque?  An Lan smiled faintly and said: "Since it is a poetry and literary gathering, it is natural for all the gentlemen to perform together!"  An Lan is trying to attract good ideas, which fellow Taoist can fill in the blanks for this poem?  " "Since Fellow Daoist An raised the topic, I am not talented enough, so I would like to complete Fellow Daoist An's complete poem!  "Bai Ming's robes were as white as snow. He gently shook the tea cup in his hand and said: "Yuxia Yin is in charge, Guanglan enters the Changyuan.  Thousands of shadows are scattered across the round lake, and the moon will eventually set!  " "It is often heard that Qingya is a person, and he is judged by his poems. This young master's Xiaque still carries a sadness of the passing of the waning moon and the rising sun. It seems that the young master is also a person with stories!  "Qing Ya muttered a few words in her mouth, smiled, raised the tea cup in her hand to Bai Ming, and said. "Ha!  There are stories, but they are all made up. This guy is not a good bird!  "As soon as Fairy Qingya finished speaking, Longxuhu took over the words and started muttering. Although Longxuhu's voice was very small, everyone heard that they were all outstanding talents from various Zhongtian worlds, all of whom had cultivated  Gao Zhuo, you can hear the sound even if the dust falls on the ground, not to mention that Long Xuhu said it intentionally. Bai Ming was a little helpless. He glanced at Long Xuhu and found that he was glaring at him, seemingly deliberately provoking.  Thinking of the jade token he lost when he was escaping that day, Bai Ming's mouth twitched, and Li Qingming gave Long Xuhu a hard look and said, "This guy is just a piece of shit.  I don¡¯t understand poetry at all, so please don¡¯t make fun of me!  " Bai Ming opened his mouth and said feebly: "I don't dare, I don't dare" "Haha, since everyone has let go, I will also sing a song. I hope you guys will appreciate it!  "Li Qingming laughed when he saw this, and all kinds of thoughts turned around in his mind. "Of course, with his increasingly perfect and transparent Taoist mind, it is natural that he can write a good poem easily, but there is a poem about this situation that is the simplest, and also  It best expresses his mood at the moment. The time for a cup of tea has passed. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Li Qingming said: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed seems to be the frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and look down at my hometown!"  " When this poem came out, the whole place was silent! These short twenty words have no trace of artificiality. The longing for my hometown is expressed in plain language, like hibiscus in clear water, without any modification.  "My humble work, please appreciate it!  "A trace of confusion flashed in Li Qingming's eyes. He has been away from the Pangu world for thousands of years. If he says that he doesn't miss his relatives and disciples, it would be a lie! Although there is no time for cultivation, it is only for the unconscious state during retreat. The human heart is just flesh.  Long, those who don¡¯t miss the past are just beasts! ¡°Senior is a great talent!  " Fairy Qingya's bright eyes flashed. She stood up and said, "This poem may seem generic and unintentional, but in fact it vividly presents a vivid picture of homesickness on a moonlit night in front of us!  It¡¯s true that it¡¯s really plain and simple!  " "Look up at the bright moon, lower your head and miss your hometown!  Well, An Lan is not as talented as the seniors!  " An Lan stood up and bowed deeply to Li Qingming. Li Qingming flicked his sleeves, threw out a gentle force, lifted him up, and said, "I am a poor Taoist who feels this. I don't deserve such praise from the young master.  !  "Hmph, such a poem is certainly a masterpiece that will last through the ages!"  Why are you so evasive?  If you do this, it will only make others think that you are arrogant!  "At this moment, a majestic and indifferent voice came from the attic. Everyone followed the sound and saw a middle-aged monk wearing a black Confucian robe, a square face, a broad nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes.  , striding in from the entrance of the third-floor attic. Looking at the posture of a dragon and a tiger, he must be a vigorous and vigorous person. "Who are you!"  My senior brother¡¯s poems don¡¯t need your criticism!  "Longxuhu couldn't get used to the cold and solemn voices of others, and subconsciously turned his attention to the black-robed Confucian scholar in front of him.??Returned to the ranks of those who are less than flat.  "Junior, are you provoking me?" The black-robed Confucian scholar's eyes widened when he heard this, and he felt a boundless pressure coming towards the dragon-bearded tiger from all directions.  Faced with this surging pressure, Longxuhu was not afraid. He chuckled strangely, crackled his fingers and said, "So what if the Taoist provokes you? He yelled at you as soon as he came up. You  Who do you think you are? " "Huh, you really need to be disciplined!" The black-robed Confucian scholar was furious, and anger appeared on his majestic face for the first time.  Just when the anger between the two was getting stronger and stronger, and was about to reach its peak, two voices shocked everyone.
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