God Emperor Descends: I Have Hundreds Of Millions Of Attribute Points

This is a Martial Dao world, but what Yi Qingtian didn't expect was that the song "Magpie Bridge Fairy" actually caused a sensation.

Numerous literati came in pursuit of it.

Countless women looked at Yi Qingtian shyly.

There are more and more people behind the sedan chair in Baihualou.

The power of poetry is so great!

Yi Qingtian sighed in his heart, "It's great to be a Wenchaogong, no wonder the previous lives are full of such plots, the relationship is really cool."

Regardless of the outcome of the oiran battle.

He is famous.

even……

Just relying on this poem, he can spend a lifetime.

Many people are already comparing him with poet sage Li Qinghe.

Most people still think that Li Qinghe is better. After all, he is a poet with many works, and he also pushed a woman to the oiran throne.

And Yi Qingtian?

The name of trash makes people sneer at it.

There is only one poem, so naturally it falls short.

but.

Wendou is only needed for parade in sedan chairs, and the real competition for oirans lies in their beauty and talent. It doesn't matter to Yi Qingtian, he doesn't want to compete for any poet or love saint, he just wants to give Yaoyao the first place, and bring Zhang Daoling to see Dongfang Ping and ask who gave it to "Tianjue Duoming San".

Yi Qingtian looked around, but did not find Zhang Daoling.

He also told Sister Hong that once Zhang Daoling walked out of Hongmanlou, she would immediately bring him to the central square to find him.

Zhang Daoling hasn't appeared yet, could it be that he is still practicing?

now.

The building is full of red, big boxes.

The women have all gone, and they have lost their desire for Zhang Daoling.

This priest is just...

Not a man!

No matter how they tempted, teased, it was useless, even if he was an iron rod, he would be melted.

at last.

They were all defeated, leaving Zhang Daoling alone in the room.

The mind is as calm as an abyss.

The road is like the sky and the sea.

Zhang Daoling was completely intoxicated in a state of ecstasy.

His Dao heart is condensing step by step.

A book of Dao Shen Jue was constantly circulating in his body, and the tattoo on his back appeared out of thin air, like a phantom guarding behind him, motionless like a mountain.

suddenly.

His mind moved slightly.

Know the sea.

A special force gathers.

Zhang Daoling stood up cautiously, Dao heart condensed, Wan Dao Return to Self.

As long as the enlightenment is successful, then you will master the first stage power of a book of Taoism.

and.

It was also a major sublimation for himself.

He has been cultivating 'Fire Yang Gang Qi' from the moment he was born, and this book of Dao Shen Jue is the second Cultivation Technique in his life.

It is completely different from the fierceness of Lieyang Gangqi.

It is cultivating the Tao, cultivating the mind, and cultivating the spirit.

The sea of ​​consciousness roared.

Deep in his mind was roaring.

As if Heavenly Tribulation descended.

Zhang Daoling is not in a hurry, he guides and guards carefully.

Dao heart condenses and becomes stronger and stronger, as long as it is stable, it will succeed.

suddenly.

A voice sounded from his mind.

"Ling'er, save me!"

The picture of my mother before her tragic death suddenly appeared in my mind.

immediately.

Zhang Daoling's brows tightened, so he stabilized his mind with strength, the Dao heart was about to be successfully condensed, but there was a blood spot on the Dao heart.

what is this?

Boss never taught ah.

The old master didn't say that either.

He doesn't understand.

but.

At this time, he didn't think so much, tried his best to get rid of distracting thoughts in his mind, and guarded his mind firmly.

The voice kept ringing in my mind.

"Ling'er, avenge me."

"Heaven's Jue Duo Ming San."

"Ling'er, Daddy died so tragically."

...

All kinds of interfering sounds and images resounded in his consciousness like a bewilderment, and the arrogance released from his body also appeared a magic light.

But he didn't notice it.

Obsessed?

It doesn't count!

Zhang Daoling's original heart protection is extremely strong.

It's just that his Dao heart is a little polluted.

Zhang Daoling's forehead was sweating like rain, his body shivered involuntarily, and his brows were furrowed like a life-and-death decision.

"what……"

Zhang Daoling let out a roar.

"Buzz!"

A voice came out from the body.

A trace of blueness flashed from the tattoo on his back, and then slowly disappeared into his back.

"Huh, huh, huh..." Zhang Daoling panted heavily, his face turned pale, "Did I succeed?"

With a thought.

mentally.

Dao heart condenses!

Zhang Daoling was ecstatic, "Boss, I succeeded!"

...

on the street.

The intersection of two avenues leading to Tianluo Plaza.

The two sedan chairs cannot be separated by more than 100 meters.

"The sedan chair in Baihualou."

Li Qinghe's eyes moved slightly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, his body bowed slightly, and said: "Princess, it's the sedan chair of Baihualou."

Outside the sedan chair.

Dongfang Feng raised his eyes, with anger in his eyes, and said directly: "Let Cai Jin take action and overturn his sedan chair in Baihualou!"

He wished he could trample Yi Qingtian under his feet immediately!

Dongfang Ping inside the sedan chair smiled slightly, "No rush!"

"Li Qinghe, you go first!"

She wants to play slowly.

She wants to step on Yi Qingtian step by step to vent her hatred.

Li Qinghe smiled slightly and strode forward.

Also at the same time.

Liu Yidao quickly said: "Young Master, it's the princess's sedan chair, do you want to get out of the way?"

At this time, both sides of the street were crowded with people.

"Poet Saint Li Qinghe?!"

"He is the princess's sedan chair bearer."

"This... who is still the opponent?"

The princess's sedan chair was full of people, a street full of tens of thousands of people.

Although there are many people behind the sedan chair in Baihualou, the number of people behind Dongfang Ping's sedan chair is less than one-tenth of that.

The difference is obvious.

Part of it is royal influence.

The other big part is because of Li Qinghe.

Poet!

Along the way, he can be said to be invincible, unstoppable, and infinitely beautiful.

Yi Qingtian was taken aback for a moment, "The princess is also coming to compete for the oiran? It seems that the oiran's allure is really not small, so go directly to meet her."

avoid?

These two words are not in his dictionary.

Just do it!

Just now!

Liu Yidao nodded, "Yes."

I haven't seen you for almost two years. What does this savage Little Princess look like now?

Don't wait for him to come up.

Li Qinghe stepped forward to stop her, and ordered arrogantly, "Why don't you kneel down and salute when you see the princess sedan chair."

"Uh?"

Yi Qingtian was taken aback for a moment, and immediately became upset when he saw Li Qinghe pretending to be a tiger, "What are you?"

Liu Yidao reminded in a low voice, "Li Qinghe, the poet sage."

"Oh~~~ So it's a poet sage, that trash who writes poems and sells money, right?" Yi Qingtian didn't show a Giving face at all.

even.

He wants to get back the money Sister Hong paid for her poems.

This fluff is purely a scam.

Li Qinghe's heart was filled with anger, but his face was sanctimonious and superior, and he said: "Little brother, you are wrong to say that. Didn't the Magpie Bridge Immortal I sold to you make you angry all of a sudden?"

The voice fell.

Yi Qingtian was startled.

Everyone around him looked at him strangely.

"Let me just say, how could he, a waste material at the bottom of Talent, write such a good poem?"

"So it was written by the poet sage."

"No wonder."

Almost immediately, everyone scoffed at Yi Qingtian.

Li Qinghe smiled, his face full of complacency.

With this move, all the accumulation in front of Yi Qingtian was wiped out!

Compared to Li Qinghe and an unknown scum, everyone would trust Li Qinghe!

Yi Qingtian smiled.