The Legend of Immortal Yun

"The Legend of Immortal Yun ()"!

Xiaoxing walked to the stage confidently, moved her left hand, and put a lamp in front of her. On the lamp she saw:

"Several floors, supporting the east peak alone, are close to the water and distant mountains, and are used for painting. The snow on the green mountains is gathered, the smoke of the white river is scattered, the red scenery is baked, and the green fog is dyed. Sometimes poets pay homage to the ancient times, and sometimes warriors prepare for the side. In the end The pitiful flower stamens are scattered, and the treasure mirror of the spring boudoir has long been buried. The loquat is lonely, leaving an empty grave with the fragrance of green fields. I am confused about this, and have mixed feelings. The laughing and silly butterflies are always greedy and drunk in their dreams. Try shouting from the top: Ask, ask, Whose property does this half of the river moon belong to?"

"Bi Mo!!!" Xiaoxing shouted.

Hu Hei did not dare to neglect, and quickly took the jade plate to the stage in person, waiting beside Xiaoxing...

There is nothing to say about this momentum. In the eyes of everyone at this time, Ling Daozi is already a super literary giant, as high as the Wenqu star in the sky, with awe-inspiring aura soaring straight into the sky, unparalleled!

Xiaoxing held a stroke in his hand to control the dragons and snakes, and wrote in the blank space of the big lantern:

"Thousands of years have happened. Xichuan bureaus have been changed many times. They have made great works, pretending to be heroes, leaping to the dragon on the hill, dying to the phoenix in front of the slope, lying in front of the tiger under the lock, and singing the frog in the well. Suddenly there is an iron horse and gold, suddenly there is a silver sheng and a jade flute. It's not like that. Long songs and short poems, throwing away some regrets and sorrows. Winding corridors, enjoying the good wind and rain. I groaned, unable to return to the world. I jumped to the death of the hozen, and finally fell into the trap of heaven and earth. And bowed to the dangerous ladder: Look, that piece of cloud is my sky?"

"Wow!!!" Everyone exclaimed, not because of Xiaoxing's second line, but because of Xiaoxing's calligraphy!

It’s over, it’s over, it’s over…

If the previous talent was amazing, then this calligraphy now is like a sword to become a god!

The font "Little Star" has never appeared on Tiangang Star, but looking at this post, I can see that all the words seem to be written in one stroke, in one go, integrated and majestic, like a vast long cloud gathering above the head. , the pressure was so overwhelming that everyone was almost out of breath!

Zhong Yunfang rushed forward and studied it carefully. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he hugged the lantern drama tightly and trembled...

I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it. How could Ling Daozi know the reason and mood for making this couplet? How did he know that the situation had changed at that time?

That dream was an incarnation experience of his, and many things ended in a hurry before he even had time to figure it out. How did Ling Daozi learn about it and deal with it so seamlessly? Wonderful and moving?

When Fu Xi saw this scene, he knew that Ling Daozi must have given an answer that satisfied Zhong Yunfang.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Zhong, get up quickly! I wonder if you can give me this lantern?"

"You want this lantern?" Zhong Yunfang was startled.

"Haha, I have been thinking about this lantern for a long time, but I still haven't got it right. I didn't expect that Xiaoling actually got it right. It really paid off my hard work, so I want to treasure this lantern and take it out from time to time in the future. Enjoy it!" Fu Xi said with a smile.

How could Zhong Yunfang not know what Fu Xi was thinking? This boy must have fallen in love with Ling Daozi's calligraphy. Once this calligraphy came out, the lantern would become a priceless treasure. This boy actually wanted to take it as his own?

But then he thought about it. The person who caused this situation to develop tonight was none other than Fu Xi. If he hadn't said that he wanted to test Ling Daozi's method of couplets, there might not have been a calligraphy like this, nor would he have been looking for it. A second line, so Fuxi still has merit, and he is a descendant of his own generation, and he is the sixth elder. It's not enough not to give him a face. Besides, aren't there twenty lanterns behind him? It's impossible for Ling Daozi to face only this one, right?

Thinking of this, he waved his hand and said: "Take it, but you will be the one to produce this middle-grade purple color!"

Fuxi was ecstatic when he heard this and shouted loudly: "No problem!!!"

He quickly brought the lantern in front of him and took out a piece of middle-grade purple color and threw it to Ling Tianmang...

Ling Tianmang came here today and brought several colored stones that he had collected for many years, but the highest grade among them was just a green top-grade colored stone. Its value was far different from this medium-grade purple colored stone. At this time, he was holding Looking at this piece of purple color, he felt like he was in a dream, with his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open. He couldn't believe this was real, but he quickly came to his senses and quickly put away the piece of purple color. I got up, my heart pounding wildly, I was worried that someone would take a fancy to it. He still knew that this gentleman was innocent and Huaibi was guilty. Now that powerful people are around here, who knows who has evil intentions?

However, he did not expect that he could be regarded as the head of a family from a moderate power in the capital. Most of the people around him were heads of families from big powers to super powerful powers. Who would take a fancy to this mid-grade purple color?

Xiang Fuxi threw it out without even frowning, while Zhong Yunfang was able to increase the prize from a piece of low-grade purple color to a piece of medium-grade purple color as soon as he opened his mouth, which was an increase of more than a hundred times. It can be seen that this money is worth a lot of money. It's really nothing in their eyes.

As for the intellectuals and spectators outside the venue, many of them are far less powerful than the Ling family, and they cannot covet this piece of purple color. Besides, Ling Daozi earned this, and now he is at the peak of his powers. , became a bright star in the Tiangang Star literary world, didn’t the money just roll in?

Judging from the way Fu Xi rushed to get this lantern, I am afraid many people have figured out the clue. Not to mention how well the second couplet is, just having Ling Daozi's own calligraphy is a huge wealth!

At this time, Xiaoxing continued to make pairs, waving the pen in her hand in the blank spaces of each lantern, as if there was some kind of charm in it. When the pen is up, the writing is completed, when the pen is down, the lantern is up...

Twenty lanterns were quickly reduced to the last one!

The person holding the jade plate has turned into Zhong Yunfang. His expression is a little dull, a little serious, a little shocked, and a little confused... Looking at Ling Daozi in front of him, his mood is extremely complicated and difficult to describe!

To talk about this long couplet, if you don’t have a good understanding of the situation and mood when making the first couplet, you can’t understand it at all. Ling Daozi seems to be like a bug in Zhong Yunfang’s belly, and he has no understanding of his situation. It's clear, and it's a matter of course, and it's done in one stroke!

In the eyes of others, the long couplets are like mountains and chasms, but when it comes to Ling Daozi, they are transformed into green mountains and green water. Wandering in this literary world, you can do whatever you want, and it is extremely comfortable...

The next nineteen lanterns triggered a farce of competition, because there were far from enough points. Except for the first dozen super powers who were bound to win, the remaining few triggered extremely fierce competition. However, All this has nothing to do with Ling Daozi. He walked slowly to the last big lantern, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he could see all the contents inside. He only saw the horizontal scroll that read:

"Unjust misfortunes come from the air, which is incomprehensible. The thought of them occasionally hurts my heart and soul. It's late in the spring, and I use this to search my withered intestines, hoping that they will not touch my ears with injustice. I stained my fingers with tears and ink, and stained them with blood, and I counted eight hundred I know that I am tired of looking at the rest of my words, but I just stick to my words. I want to win with long words, and I just throw away some interesting things. Readers laugh at my shamelessness, so they should forgive me for being boring. Oh!"

Xiaoxing turned to Zhong Yunfang and smiled: "Could this be another incarnation experience of the senior?"

"Of course! When I was suddenly wronged, I hated the corruption and incompetence of the authorities, so I wrote this couplet in prison..." Zhong Yunfang nodded.

"Senior, this couplet is filled with blood and tears, and it touches the heart..." Xiaoxing sighed, and he also admired Zhong Yunfang quite a lot. He is worthy of being the former literary leader of Tiangang Star. He is really talented!

I saw this couplet that read:

"The land should strangle Luyu and control the rush of Fuhe, connect Yunnan and Guizhou, and connect to the pass of Tibetan and Wei. Looking around, it is lush and green, and all turn into Huajiang City. Looking to the south, it leans on Ai Village, to the north there are lotus covers, to the west it supports Heling, and to the east The open cattle pen is full of grass, trees, and smoke, all supplying the food for the altar. The sloping pillars pass by the branches of the Wei, Jin, Sui, and Tang dynasties, and you can look up at the dome of ruins. There are groups of demons and evil spirits. As long as Jinou is strong, it must be guarded against the catastrophe and fire; Fan Ye's furnace hammer, blindly beating and beating blindly. Fame and fame are also misfortune, and luck is also misfortune. It is vast and vast, without shores and boundless. After all, it is ruined How many clothes and hats are you wearing? Climbing the tower, feathers, teeth, cockroaches, mediators, croakers, side walkers, angry wings and snatchers, those who like to gnaw and grab, welcome the tide and drift away, blow the tide The water is coming, and it suddenly gathers, while the black rabbit shakes its chest, throws its eyes empty, beats the waves, takes the oar and sings, and the Lao drums are frightened by thunderbolts, and suddenly they are prosperous. Tracing back to the origin of the giant cockroach, The common people have a magnificent mind and a broad mind. Just think about it, it is still plain and simple, and Russia is wildly fighting; Wu Chu is Sui Xu, and Russia is a vast ocean with a crown of fur; a dwarf is leaping, and Russia is a small ball picture. It is said that Xuanhuang's tricks are strange, how can he be timid? Eyes open. On the day when the ring is decorated with clang, the imperial court is full of blessings, the chasm is suddenly turned, and the valley is dripping with ointment. The hooligans are roaring, the tigers are roaring, the ministers are watching the dolphins, the bears, the geese, the storks, the Tao Qian. Everything relies on Cang Xi's decision-making. The gun is swept clean, the Kuibi is brilliant, the sleepy man is paralyzed under the yarn hat, the cunning rats are camped in Taicang, the hairy awl lacks meat to eat, how can it be sweet and fat? He kicks on the Phoenix Tower, Trampling the Parrot Island, far away from the Qilin Pavilion, kicking the toe of the boot, pitiful chicken ribs, worshiping Zunquan, murmuring and shouting sounds, flames flashing rouge tongue. It's over! I prayed to transform into a snake! All handsome things, who can resist the adversity? Is there a ferocious leopard? If you are angry and incited, you will lead the demons and monsters; the beetle lacks saw teeth, hooks and claws, even if it is announced, it will frighten Huan, this world is not the original world. The love quietly goes up to the row of doors, and complains to the prisoner, Not only did he talk about the harmonious spirit, he said father and mother, and his legs and toes were taut, and he lifted up his body and inherited Yi Jian Zhi Neng. Hu Zang's axis was broken and the pivot was broken, and he was jealous of the brilliance of his children and grandchildren. Let the thunder be rough. Jishou, Jishou, Jishou, urge Nong En to return to the Jia tribe; accompany the shrimps and mantles, soak in the worms, praise the glory of the mayflies; choke the algae, make noisy iron plates and copper lutes; listen to the plum blossoms quickly , Xiao Yu's flute is elegant and unrestrained; the reeds are sparse at dusk, and the white dew is exposed across the Yinghuan world. Sigh! Sigh! The school's preface is Dangxiang, which is directly insulting to the soil, forest and Youli; thoroughly understand the wonderful purpose, and see fish leaping and kites flying everywhere. The array of lust, can't fascinate the crazy girl Dumb man, breaking through the sky, covering up the worries to tease others, and others to tease the worries. Ignorance is good for itself, clever is bad for itself, makeup and makeup can be messy, pretending to be ugly and beard; the dirtier he is, the sloppier I am. I scold everyone. Swearing and scolding, a certain chanting monk fell into the mud plow for no reason. Just look for this high-ranking match to pick the stars, more beautiful than the knot, bite some frost, swallow some snow, so that your ambitions are crystal clear, attach the boat and sails, and reflect the eight extremes of the world. Listen, listen, listen, the orioles are chirping in the village and the gulls are squawking in the evening. This is our lively and melodious nature. Sitting for a long time, sitting for a long time, I think it is time to abandon the body, wait for the rise and fall of the half pond, and collect the fluid. The secret is kneading, kneading until the milk is glued together, shrunk into a short-inch seedling, a muntjac egg, suddenly transformed into a tong, the beady eyes, from a distance of 360 degrees, holding an ax and exerting weight, and he is not aware of it. chaos."

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