My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 874 Confucianism and Taoism are fruitful, the genius boy in Baiyi Mountain Pass!
The sky is bright.

On the border of Dayan, on the wide flat ground at the top of Giant Ape Peak, many people have already gathered.

Except for the big and small sects in Dayan territory.

Neighboring countries, sects from countries farther away, and even some aristocratic families or shady cultivation forces also came after hearing the news.

A mere great inflammation naturally cannot attract so many practitioners.

They mainly wanted to see the demeanor of the disciples of the top three immortal sects on this continent.

Maybe with luck, we can make friends.

There might even be some good opportunities.

After all, it is rare to see the gathering of the three great immortal sects in hundreds of years.

As for the fate of Dayan, few people care about it.

Offended Misty Immortal Sect, one of the Three Great Immortal Sects, and killed many disciples without fear of death, the consequences can be imagined.

Therefore, when Bai Yishan's flying sword slowly landed, except for the sects in Dayan who came to greet him, the other forces all watched coldly and did not approach.

In the current Dayan, whoever touches it will be unlucky.

This time, the five great sects of Dayan gathered here.

Taoist Yunshang, the master of Qingyun Temple, Ning Yuan, the abbot of Jinchan Temple, Luo Shang from Xianyun Pavilion, Fairy Zixia from Lingxiao Sect, and Ma Chenzi from Huashan School all personally brought their masters.

The patriarchs of other sect families also brought people to cheer.

Although the opponent is a giant of the Immortal Sect, Dayan is undoubtedly fighting against the opponent, but as Dayan people, they should come over and contribute their strength now that Dayan is in trouble.

It is worth mentioning that.

Last time at the ancient ruins, Ma Chenzi of the Huashan School and his disciple Lin Yuan returned safely without any accident.

At this time, the senior members of several major sects were chatting in front of Bai Yishan and Zhuang Zhiyan.

Then, speaking in a low voice, he asked about the negotiation with Misty Immortal Sect this time.

The younger generation also gathered together to say hello and introduce each other.

This time when they came to the border, besides the high-level leaders, all the sects also brought the best disciples in the sect, and prepared to let them come out to gain insights.

Although the negotiation with Misty Immortal Sect this time is full of crises, it is also a good opportunity for young disciples to broaden their horizons and grow.

Moreover, this is a major event related to the fate of the country.

As the young blood of Dayan, they should have known about these crises and their responsibilities early on.

In this way, you will be more motivated to practice hard in the future.

No matter how bad these sects were in the past, but this time, everyone naturally stood firmly together.

As a person from Dayan, in the face of foreign enemies, it is natural that everyone will prosper, and everyone will suffer.

They must unite and fight for themselves and their country!

"Principal Bai, don't worry, these small conflicts between our sects are not worth mentioning in the face of major national affairs. This time, we are fighting for the country. Although our strength is meager, we all have a child who guards the territory and protects the country." Heart! We came to the border this time with the determination to sacrifice our lives for the country! As long as they dare to fight, we will naturally dare to fight back! Even if we die, we must die with integrity, and we will never do anything that betrays the interests of the country. thing!"

"Amitabha, what the horse master said is that if the other party deceives others too much, we can't retreat again and again. The national interest is above all else, and it is better to die than to die!"

"When I get angry, blood splashes five steps! What do we practitioners have to fear? For the sake of the country and the people, we cannot back down!"

In front of Bai Yishan, the heads of the major sect masters of Dayan spoke in an angry tone, sharing the same hatred with the enemy.

Bai Yishan nodded with satisfaction, and persuaded in a gentle voice: "Everyone can have a passion and unite with the outside world. Bai Yi admires it very much. It's just that the matter may not reach that point. Since people from Penglai Xiandao and Jiutian Yaotai have come, we naturally want to Focus on peace talks and try to avoid bloodshed."

Then he sighed again: "After all, the opponent is indeed too powerful."

At this time, a man in a gray Confucian robe suddenly walked out not far away, and said with a smile on his face, "Brother Bai, long time no see."

Bai Yishan took a look, his face was filled with surprise, he cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zhu, I didn't expect you to come."

The man in the Confucian robe sighed, and said: "We are Confucian and Taoist friends, there are only a handful of people left. Brother Bai is in trouble this time, how can I not come?"

Bai Yishan quickly thanked him, and then greeted him to chat.

At this time, two other elegant men in Confucian robes came laughing.

The four were very happy to meet each other.

"Brother Zhang, when Bai left last time, you said that you were polishing a good article. You should have finished polishing it now, right? Just right, Brother Zhu and Brother Tang are all here. Brother Zhang quickly show it to me for a while."

"Haha, brother Zhang is so confident, it must be a really good article. If it can arouse the literary spirit in my body, I might be able to regain my vitality."

A middle-aged man named Zhang Wenruo waved his hands again and again, sighed and said: "I don't want to mention it. I just finished writing that article a few days ago, so I tried it with my literary energy, but there was no response. I will read it again in the next two days." After reading it again, hey, it’s not as good as shit.”

Zhu Tingyuan smiled and said, "If Wen Ruo said that, I'll be even more curious. I really want to see how the shit doesn't make sense, so let's get it out."

Zhang Wenruo quickly refused: "No, it's too embarrassing."

Then he quickly looked at Bai Yishan and said, "I heard that brother Bai wrote several exquisite poems, and they were full of literary spirit."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Zhu Tingyuan and another middle-aged man named Tang Yanzhi brightened: "Really?"

Bai Yishan suddenly smiled wryly, and said: "I'm ashamed, there are indeed a few poems by Bai, and they are indeed very exquisite. It's a pity that they were not written by Bai, but by me, a talented student of Yan."

"Oh?"

When the three of them heard this, they were even more surprised and curious.

Zhu Tingyuan said: "The poems that can be praised by Brother Bai must be extremely exquisite poems, read it quickly and listen to it."

At this time, a white light suddenly flew from the distant sky.

In a blink of an eye, it has come close.

Immediately, the white light faded away, and a silver-haired woman in a skirt with a fairy air appeared.

"It's Fairy Lianxue from Jiutian Yaotai!"

Someone immediately recognized the woman's identity.

"Hey, why did she come alone first?"

"I heard that she is the only fairy who practices Confucianism and Taoism in Jiutian Yaotai, and she has a special status in the sect."

The crowd whispered.

Bai Yishan and the others hurriedly waved their hands in greeting.

Fairy Lianxue's white dress fluttered in front of several people. She had a beautiful face and looked only in her twenties, but her deep eyes bore traces of time.

With a smile on her face, she greeted several people.

The relaxed and casual atmosphere just now suddenly became a little stiff because of her arrival.

The four elegant and gentle middle-aged people are a little uncomfortable at the moment.

With a woman present, some things cannot be said casually.

What's more, this woman is amazingly talented, has a noble status, and is from Jiutian Yaotai, and several people have pursued her before, but she rejected them all...

So, can you not be embarrassed?
"I haven't seen her for many years, but Fairy Lianxue is still handsome, and she is getting younger."

"Hey, we all look older and older, but the fairy looks younger and younger."

Several people greeted each other stiffly, not knowing what to say.

Fairy Lianxue had a warm smile on her face, making her feel like a spring breeze, and said softly: "What were you guys talking about just now? You look very excited."

Only then did a few people think about the business.

Zhu Tingyuan hurriedly said: "Brother Bai has some good poems, and he is about to read them to us."

"Oh?"

Fairy Lianxue looked at the middle-aged man with gray temples in front of her eyes, and said with a soft smile, "Has Dean Bai written any good poems again? It's a coincidence that the little girl is here today."

Bai Yishan said awkwardly: "It wasn't Bai who did it, it was my Da Yan talent. Bai just thought it was good, so we just talked about it."

Fairy Lianxue's eyes moved, and said: "Since Dean Lian Bai thinks it is good, it must be a good poem. May as Dean Bai read it out, let me appreciate it later?"

Bai Yishan nodded, pondered for a while, and said, "Let's read one first, Bai Yi's favorite. This word is bold and unrestrained, the conception is extraordinary, eclectic, and Bai's heart was swayed when he heard it. Amazed."

After finishing speaking, he first performed a formula to isolate the noise around him and the voices from inside and outside. Then he narrowed his eyes and read aloud: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the wine to the blue sky. I don't know the palace in the sky. Tonight What year is it..."

As soon as this sentence came out, all four people were shocked!

The smile on Fairy Lianxue's face froze even more, and she immediately held her breath.

"I want to take the wind to go back, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are too cold. Dance to find out the shadows, why do you seem to be in the world..."

The four contemporary great Confucian scholars were all shocked at this moment, and their literary energy could hardly be restrained.

"...People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult in ancient times. I hope that people will live a long time, and we will share the joys and joys of thousands of miles..."

When Bai Yishan finished reading the last paragraph, the four of them froze in place, silent, as if they had turned into a wooden sculpture.

And in the depths of their eyes, there are golden words floating and flowing.

After half an hour.

Fairy Lianxue was the first to come back to her senses, her voice trembling: "This word... Dean Bai, who wrote this poem? Can it resonate with heaven and earth?"

Zhang Wenruo exclaimed: "Such immortal words can definitely resonate with the cultural atmosphere of the world, and even cause even greater visions."

Bai Yishan sighed bitterly, and said: "Unfortunately, it was born in my Great Yan. Within my Great Yan, there is still a world of culture. Besides, the author of this poem did not practice Confucianism or Taoism."

As soon as these words came out, several people looked at him in astonishment.

Zhu Tingyuan immediately said: "How can such a genius of Confucianism and Taoism go to waste? Didn't Brother Bai go for it?"

Bai Yishan smiled wryly, and said: "Back when Bai heard this poem, he wanted to accept that young man as his disciple, but..."

"But what?"

All four looked at him suspiciously.

Bai Yishan sighed, and said: "The other party is actually a genius of martial arts, even a genius of soul dao, so Bai's meager strength here, how can he have the nerve to accept him as a disciple. My great Yan culture has long been exhausted, if Bai is forced to let him Wouldn't it harm him to practice Confucianism and Taoism? This kind of thing, Bai can't do it."

When the four heard it, they all sighed.

"It's a pity, a pity..."

"The world lacks cultural luck, and the literary spirit is thin, what can I do..."

At this time, Fairy Lianxue suddenly asked again: "Principal Bai, did that boy only compose this song?"

Bai Yishan said: "Not only that, there are a few more, all excellent works. At least Bai feels that they are all peerless treasures."

"Oh?"

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of the four people were shocked, and they immediately became excited.

"Brother Bai, read it quickly! Read it quickly!"

Even Fairy Lianxue couldn't help urging: "Principal Bai, read it quickly."

Bai Yishan glanced at her, and then said: "Then Bai will read another poem. The tone of this poem is generous and tragic, with endless meaning. It is soul-stirring and amazing to read."

After all, as soon as the momentum came out, he read aloud: "The rolling waters of the Yangtze River to the east, the waves wipe out the heroes. Whether it is success or failure is turned to nothing. The green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for a few times..."

As soon as this sentence came out, the literary energy in the bodies of several people seemed to suddenly roar, and their spirits were shaken.

Bai Yishan's voice was close at hand, yet seemed far away in the sky.

Each word, each word, seemed to have a mysterious force that made their whole souls tremble.

It seems that what is rushing away is not the rolling water of the Yangtze River, but the ruthless history.

The rise and fall of history, the ups and downs of life.

In the depths of their hearts, vicissitudes of sighs are sounding, and in the sighs, there seems to be something looking for the eternal value of life...

Bai Yishan had already finished reading, but the consciousness of the few people drifted to nowhere.

It seems to have been floating in the rolling river of history, following the rushing river, watching the ups and downs of history and life...

Several people stayed in place, motionless.

In the depths of Bai Yishan's heart, a certain resonance resounded.

In fact, he recited these poems for selfish reasons.

That young man is His Majesty's husband, he will definitely fight for Dayan, and his relationship with that Yueyao girl seems to be very good, and he will definitely not watch her being taken away by the people of Misty Immortal Sect.

Therefore, he must offend Misty Immortal Sect.

The entire Great Yan may also form a death feud with Misty Immortal Sect, or it has already been forged.

So, this poem is very important at this time.

He hoped that these friends of Confucianism and Taoism would value this young man because of these poems, and he held a glimmer of hope that the Fairy Lianxue from Jiutian Yaotai would be tempted by that young man.

If this Fairy Lianxue is moved to cherish her talents, she will naturally speak for them when negotiating later.

The words of Fairy Jiutian Yaotai carry a lot of weight.

Even a big sect like Misty Immortal Sect would never dare to ignore it.

As long as she protects that boy, things will turn around.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the four of them again, and said, "The boy's poems are not limited to these two. If you still want to listen, Bai will read them one by one."

As soon as these words came out, the four of them couldn't wait to say: "Read, read quickly!"

"Beside the broken bridge outside the station, loneliness is open to no one..."

"Thousands of hammers and tens of thousands of hammers chisel out the deep mountains, and the fire burns like nothing..."

"The slender clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is so dark..."

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the sky is at this moment..."

Fairy Lianxue's body was already trembling slightly, her eyes were shining brightly, it was unbelievable.

The other three people were also breathless and shocked.

The cultural qi in the bodies of several people is like a tide, surging and turbulent.

Of course, Bai Yishan still kept a song called No Reading.

Because he broke through with that poem, and that poem has also become his new practice.

When the poem first came out of the boy's mouth, he happened to be there at that time, and he happened to absorb all the literary spirit and rhyme in it.

After listening, he immediately went back to retreat, the bottleneck was broken, and his strength increased greatly.

And some time ago, he just left the customs.

It was only after he left the customs that he realized that that young man had already become the queen's husband, and that his martial arts and soul cultivation had improved further.

So, he didn't bother even more.

He didn't want to expose the other party's peerless talent and let the other party develop silently in Dayan, but now, he had to expose it.

Of course, what he exposed was only literary talent.

The few people in front of me are the few remaining fruits of Confucianism and Taoism. I believe that after listening to these poems, they will immediately understand how important that young man is to the dying Confucianism and Taoism.

"Brother Bai! Is that boy here?"

Zhang Wenruo asked excitedly.

The others were also very excited.

Fairy Lianxue's eyes were shining, and she said directly: "With him, our Confucianism and Taoism may...be able to rejuvenate!"

Seeing this, Bai Yishan gave a bitter smile and sighed: "That young man may not be able to protect himself this time."

As soon as these words came out, the four of them were all taken aback.

Tang Yanzhi immediately said in a deep voice, "What do you mean by Brother Bai?"

Zhu Tingyuan couldn't help urging: "Brother Bai, if you have something to say, just say it, don't make me wait!"

Bai Yishan had no choice but to sigh: "That young man is the most loyal subject of my Empress Dayan, and he came here for border negotiations this time with the determination to die."

(End of this chapter)