Great Blue Night Watchman

"Brother, what's your name? Where are you from?"

"Three miles southeast of Zidu, there is a slope, a tree and an isolated village. I am not worth mentioning. I will give you a new song "Xijiang Yin"!"

With a long flute in hand.

The sound of the flute can be heard everywhere.

In the sky, the colorful waves of Tiandao roll, interpreting a picture of Jianghu style. As usual, it is also original and the first work.

Once again, the colorful literature of Tiandao is touched!

At this moment, the whole audience is almost completely enveloped by the free and easy spiritual core of this song.

The sword lights and shadows on the path of cultivation are transformed into fireflies in the summer night.

The complexity of the world is transformed into the Yangtze River flowing eastward.

Even Feng Suixin, who usually dislikes literature, seems to have fallen into a vicious circle at this moment. On the one hand, he hates the style of this literati holding the flute, and on the other hand, he can't help but yearn for the Jianghu heroism in this music...

And Su Yuexin was also secretly shocked.

The attainment of this Le Dao, the achievement of this Seven-Colored Wen Bo, even if she went in person, it would probably be at most on par with the others.

Even she has this cognition, let alone others?

For a moment, watching the four Tianjiao from the Ziqi Wen Dynasty appear at the highest point of the Wentai, the tens of thousands of Dongyu Xian Dynasty heroes below all felt the heaviest pressure.

Tiandao Wen Bo, no one does not want to get it.

However, it is so understated, all with color, no one is sure.

At this time, taking a step forward is of great significance.

It seems to be a competition with foreign masters.

If your level is not enough, it will only make you look bad.

Even if your level is high enough, and your ancestors' graves are smoking, and you also get a Five-Colored Wen Bo, you are still at the bottom in front of these four people. What's the point of successfully squeezing into this circle?

Even if you are extremely lucky and perform beyond your level, and get a Seven-Colored Wen Bo, you are not at the bottom, but you are still one against four!

Moreover, it is not easy to perform exceptionally well under such heavy pressure.

This move of Ziqi Wenchao is very vicious.

They have taken the lead and have already made a strong presence. Dongyu Xianchao was caught off guard and has fallen into an absolute passive position.

Unless, unless someone can suppress them!

However, let alone the small Xihe at present, if you look at the whole world, who can suppress them?

Their performance today is already the ceiling of Wendao!

For a moment, the people in the whole Xihe were as uncomfortable as if they had eaten a green-headed fly.

Ji Qianling frowned: "Ziqi Wenchao! I said they would not be so honest, and actually did this!"

"No problem!" Lin Su smiled faintly.

"It's okay? Don't you see the seriousness of this problem?" Ji Qianling said: "When our dynasty held the Magpie Bridge Conference, they directly occupied the highest peak of the literary way. This slap in the face, even if it was thousands of miles away, His Majesty would feel pain on his face. This is not just a matter of face. If a princess of the royal family of Baiyujing likes the literary way and marries them, then who is this Magpie Bridge Conference for?"

"Slap in the face, occupy the high ground, borrow our pot, and cook their plain noodles. If they are allowed to succeed, the seriousness of the problem is more serious than you think!" Lin Su said: "But you overlooked one point. Since I am here, how can I let them succeed?"

Ji Qianling's eyes suddenly brightened...

He is here!

He came from the Samsara Sect overnight!

He must have a plan, and he is also preventing this situation from happening!

So, is there a solution?

Literary way, Ji Qianling herself is a side door, she only practices calculation, and basically knows nothing about poetry, but, he... who is he? He is a super genius who soared to the sky in the Baiyu Wenzhan!

But, can he fight against these four top figures alone?

Lin Su looked at her: "Wife, there is only one problem left now. I finally have to take action. I must explain to you that I am not participating in the marriage!"

"Husband!"

Ji Qianling answered with two words, not an answer, but a title, very soft and firm.

Lin Su was a little excited: "This is the first time you call me husband!"

Ji Qianling said: "Step on them, I will not change my words in the future, and I don't object. You take this opportunity to formally participate in the marriage. Find ten or a hundred girls from Baiyujing, and I will accept it with a smile."

"Wife, you are so good. Your husband will be back soon!" Lin Su stepped on the ground and stepped through the air.

A voice came down from the void: "The four literary geniuses of the Purple Qi Wen Dynasty have come from afar to present their excellent works and wonderful music to add to the excitement of the Magpie Bridge Festival. The Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty governs the world with courtesy. It is said that it is impolite not to return the favor. I will return the favor one by one!"

As soon as the voice fell, a figure flew down through the air and landed on the fifth floor of the Wentai.

The whole audience suddenly looked up and looked at the figure on the fifth floor.

In the eyes of most people, they could only see this elegant figure, but could not see his face clearly.

Although it was just a graceful figure, this figure was also endlessly chic in the eyes of everyone, just because this was a suffocating and depressing situation, and a figure broke the situation.

"Good!" The whole audience cheered.

Whether it was a win or a loss, someone had to respond.

Otherwise, the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty would lose face, which was the common understanding of all the people of the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty. Even if they were slow, at this moment, they also saw the seriousness of the situation.

On the fifth floor, Li Jue looked up, stared at the person who suddenly appeared, and smiled faintly: "Return the greetings one by one?"

Lin Su smiled: "Exactly!"

As soon as the two words were answered, the cheers of the whole audience suddenly stopped.

Did I hear it right?

Return the greetings one by one?

One by one?

The other side is the four great geniuses. Selecting the four strongest literary geniuses to come on stage may be able to compete with them, but what did this young man say? One by one?

One against four?

If it is just a single category, it is possible to fight one against four.

But the problem is that the four people on the other side have shown their skills in poetry, lyrics, prose, music...

To fight one against four, you have to be involved in four major categories, and all of them need to be outstanding. Is there such a talent in the world?

Li Jue laughed loudly: "It seems that there are also lunatics in the literature of the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty!"

Lin Su raised his hand lightly: "Your Excellency's poem just now used beauty as the eyes, and now I will reply to you with a poem, also using beauty as the eyes!"

He flicked his finger in the air and wrote...

"To the Flowers" The beauty came out of the moon, with a dazzling lotus figure, her white teeth never showed, and her heart was empty. The cold palace maids, the painted horns envied the eyebrows, returned to Xiaoxiang, and pondered for a long time, why should they be sad?"

As soon as the poem was completed, the sky suddenly brightened, and the colorful clouds interpreted the waves of heavenly literature.

The people below exploded...

"Seven-color waves!"

"Exactly! Both of them used beauty as the eyes, the one just now was five-color, and he was directly seven-color, suppressing it!" This person was extremely excited.

"This is not just suppressing it, there is a deep meaning in his poem!" someone said.

"What's the deep meaning?"

"This poem corresponds to today's Magpie Bridge Meeting, and is for the beauties in Baiyujing to hear. It comes from the cold palace maid, Huajiao Xianqimei, reminding them to find a husband who can stand up to them and be upright. They must not blindly step across Xiaoxiangze. Once they cross Xiaoxiangze and enter the enemy dynasty, their fate is unpredictable!" This person said: "This poem alone is enough to shatter the wolfish ambition of the Purple Air Fairy Dynasty. How brilliant!"

Li Jue stared at the colorful waves in the air, interpreting the meaning of the poem, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

Of course he had a plan, but this plan was exposed by Lin Su in public at this moment.

This is an emergency.

There is another case, his poem was crushed!

The colorful waves in the sky had not yet subsided. Lin Su turned to Deng Yong: "Brother Deng, right? You use 'longing' as your eye and write colorful lyrics. It's rare. I also use longing as my eye and create a new lyric brand to return the favor!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent again.

He also wants to write lyrics?

This lyric was first seen in the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty half a year ago. It was famous in the literary world for its freshness and grace, but the time was too short after all, and the foundation was really not to be mentioned.

Therefore, when Deng Yong's colorful lyric came out, the whole audience was breathless. It was the most solid cornerstone in the pressure created by the other camp.

And now, a young man came and pointed his spearhead directly at this huge mountain.

Deng Yong smiled slightly: "Brother, please come!"

Until this moment, he was still full of confidence.

Lin Su raised his hand and wrote in the air...

"Partridge Sky. The Jackdaws Are Sad in the Evening"

The Jackdaws Are Sad in the Evening,

The Willow Pond Is Still Green But Gentle,

If There Is No Sorrow in My Eyes,

I Don't Believe That There Are White Hairs in the World.

My Heart Is Broken,

My Tears Are Hard to Stop.

I Return to the Little Red Mansion with Longing,

But I Know My Love Has Been Cut Off by the Mountains,

I Can't Lean on the Railings Freely."

When the poem was finished, the sky suddenly shook slightly...

Everyone's heart shook at the same time.

The most nervous person was Ji Qianling.

She has a dual identity. One identity is an official of the Immortal Dynasty, who must care about the glory of the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty. The other identity is the newly-accomplished wife of Lin Su, whose husband is competing with the enemy on the high platform.

Can she suppress the opponent's colorful poem?

It depends on what kind of response the Heavenly Dao gives.

With a bang, the blue lotus bloomed all over the sky!

"Qingbo!" Ji Qianling jumped up, and just as she jumped up, her waist suddenly felt sore, and she almost sat down. How did it get sore? Her face instantly turned red.

Because this waist pain was caused by their madness just now, Ji Qianling was so excited that she almost forgot that she was a "wounded person"...

At the end of the Baiyu Bridge, there was a strange space.

In this space, it was like a small moon lake.

A red pavilion was hidden by the lake, out of sight.

A beauty in the red pavilion suddenly had eyes as bright as autumn water...

She was the eighth princess of Baiyujing, Ji Yuechi.

Beside her was another princess, her sister Ji Yuehua, who was intoxicated at the moment: "If there is no separation and hatred in my eyes, I don't believe there are white hair in the world... Who is this person? Why can he write such lovesickness?"

"He, it's him!" Ji Yuechi answered softly with four words.

With a swish, Ji Yuehua's eyes fell on the girl's face. In her eyes, the moonlight was like water, flowing across the land of China.

He, that's him!

Others don't understand these four nonsense words, but she does.

Because she has noticed that the girl seems to have a lover these days, she has asked several times, but has not gotten an answer. Now, the answer is out: the girl's lover is the one who wrote "If there is no separation and hatred in the eyes, I don't believe there are white hair in the world"!

For a moment, Ji Yuehua's heart, which had not jumped for a long time, beat violently.

When this poem hit her heart without warning, she was excited for a moment, and she had an impulse she had never had before. The Magpie Bridge Meeting was originally a marriage meeting. No matter who it was, if they were moved and had intentions at this meeting, they could take that step.

But suddenly she was hit by a piece of news.

This handsome and romantic man who made her heart jump was the lover of the eighth sister!

Well...

The man I like, do you still want to get involved?

The blue waves of the sky and the Taoism turned into an endless painting.

Heart-wrenching!

Everyone in the room was intoxicated.

Perhaps there was only one person, and that person was Deng Yong!

He stared at the sky in a daze, his eyes full of madness and disbelief.

If you ask who is the most confident to challenge the entire Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty?

It is undoubtedly him!

He borrowed the new Ci card "Qingyu Case" that was unheard of in the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty. He performed exceptionally and made his Ci carry the seven-color waves. This is a double insurance!

Even if the other party has a genius in the Taoism, he can also produce seven colors, and there is a new Ci card to ensure that he is more leading.

But how did the person in front of him do it?

He also wrote Ci.

It was also a new Ci card, but this Ci card was unheard of for him.

And he directly reached the ceiling of Ci, the level of being handed down from generation to generation.

What did I encounter?

For a moment, this genius in the Taoism who had traveled thousands of miles and had great ambitions directly doubted his life.

Lin Su smiled slightly and turned to the third person: "Brother, you just wrote an article "On Beauty". How about I reply to it?"

The literary genius surnamed Gai was shocked: "What?"

"What? Writing an article?" The people below were also shocked.

Lin Su raised his hand and wrote in the void. A wonderful article was engraved in the void...

"On the Love of Lotus":

Flowers of water and land plants are very lovely. The famous scholars in Xihe only love chrysanthemums, and the famous scholars in Donghe like peonies. I only love lotus that comes out of the mud without being stained, washes the green lotus without being evil, is straight inside and outside, has no vines or branches, and its fragrance is even clearer as it goes further. It stands tall and still. It can be viewed from a distance but not played with..."

The whole place was as quiet as night.

Only lines of words were engraved in the sky like flowing clouds and water.

The millions of people below looked up and were brought into a wonderful world by every word.

There is a thatched cottage on the Xihe River. At this time of year, the garden is full of chrysanthemums. An old man stands among the chrysanthemums and murmurs: "The famous scholars in Xihe love chrysanthemums, and the famous scholars in Donghe love peonies. Which literary friend is this, who actually brought me into such a strange article?"

"It should be the one who wrote 'Who thinks of the cool west wind alone'!" An echo came from a peony garden in the east of the river.

The eyes of the old man in Xihe suddenly brightened.

They are all famous scholars, and they also have their own magical powers. They are all full of satisfaction when they speak across the air and reveal their identities.

Because they are the famous scholars in Donghe and Xihe mentioned in this article.

Others may not see the value of this article for a while, but how can they not see it?

Just based on: Out of the mud without being stained, washing the green lotus without being evil, straight inside and outside, without vines and branches, the fragrance is far and clear, and so on, it will be a monument in the literary world.

It will surely be sung for thousands of years.

How happy they are to have their names in such a famous article?

This is the fluctuation of the outer circle.

In the tallest restaurant in Xihe City, a woman seemed to be attracted by this article: "Out of the mud but not stained... Out of the mud but not stained, who is it referring to? Ai Lian Shuo, why must it be Ai Lian Shuo?"

A maid next to her said: "Saint, this should not be directed at you. No one in the outside world knows that your name is: Lian Xin."

"Saint!" A voice came from outside.

The saint's mind suddenly came back: "What's the matter!"

"Saint, we still haven't found Bai Mei's aura. There must be a master hiding her aura. I ask the saint whether to secretly arrest all the people in the locked building?"

"How can we arrest them at will at this time?" The saint said: "Write down all the people in that restaurant, and test them one by one later!"

"Yes!"

This order was issued to announce something.

This saint is the saint of the heavenly clan.

Her name is Lian Xin.

As the last word of "Love Lotus" fell, it was completed.

It was truly a pearl of wisdom, with a profound meaning and endless aftertaste.

The blue waves of the way of literature created by "Partridge Sky" in the air had just dissipated, and there was another light shock. "Love Lotus" went straight up to the sky, and a new blue wave of the way of heaven appeared again.

The whole audience was crazy.

The genius of the Gai family was completely numb.

Writing articles, any writer in the world can write, but ordinary articles are impossible to have the blue waves of the way of heaven. Those who can have several golden waves are all anecdotes that have been sung for thousands of years. He had been working on "Beauty" for more than half a year, and it was not until he was perfect that he attracted the half-step seven-color wave of literature at the most critical moment.

It caused a huge sensation.

But in a blink of an eye, the other party's "Love Lotus" directly attracted the blue wave of the way of heaven.

His demeanor was stepped down by the other party.

On the fifth-level literary platform, three of the four people were already in a state of disarray.

Only one person is left, the flute player He Zudao.

He Zudao's name is extremely arrogant.

His experience is actually legendary enough.

He is a literati, but he is a typical example of entering the Tao through literature. His music is also his weapon to kill enemies. His music also makes him free and unrestrained in the world.

Although this "Xijiang Yin" has just been written, it contains his lifelong free and unrestrained artistic conception of the world. It is now his highlight moment. At this moment, he sees Lin Su coming to him.

He Zudao smiled heartily: "Brother, do you want to try to enjoy the Tao?"

Lin Su smiled faintly: "Brother's "Xihe Yin" is indeed extraordinary in artistic conception, but when it comes to free and unrestrained and heroic, it has to be my "Swordsman"!"

His hand moved!

The whole world suddenly changed completely!

Flute in hand!

The world is at your feet!

The wind blows, it is the eternal wind...

The raindrops fall, it is the vicissitudes of rain...

The knife light rises, it is the eternal love...

Qu Shengfei is an unyielding soul...

I am in the world with a sword in my hand, and my fate is up to me. I have three and a half glasses of wine today, and I won’t leave any of it until next year...

Carefree, free, bold, free and easy...

Everyone in the audience was involved in it, and from this extremely wonderful flute sound, they all found their own belonging, or what is called: they found the direction for the rest of their lives.

"Di! Is this person actually...Lin Su?" Saintess Lotus Heart murmured.

"This song is the real soul of a free and easy person!" In another building, Su Yue's eyes were filled with light.

Ji Qianling leaned softly against the window sill, her face had already turned red. She had just become her husband-in-law. This moment really made her emotional...

Next door to her, Feng Suixin, a saint from the True Phoenix clan, stood in front of the window, staring blankly at the green lotus rising in the sky, turning into a big river in the rolling red dust, performing endless rivers and lakes heroism.

Yes, she stayed.

The maid next to her was also stunned. In addition to this strange song with infinite magic power, she was also stunned by another thing, that is, she saw the saint in a daze with her own eyes.

For a long time, the flute sound was silent.

Feng Suixin let out a long breath: "Suo'er, I... I'm probably sick."

"Ah? Holy girl, are you sick? How can you be sick? Even the most ferocious beast in the world is completely sick, so it's impossible for you to be sick," Zuo'er said.

Feng Suixin rubbed the center of her brows: "That's the truth, but I'm really sick. I actually... I suddenly felt that literature also has merits. For example, this piece of music, I like it so much, I like it very much!"

The girl was stunned.

Oh my god, the saint who hates Wen Dao so much that she is extremely happy for Wen Dao.

If the Holy Mother knew the news, she might pay tribute to the ancestors.

As for myself, I am a little worried.

This is so abnormal, this is so out of character, this is so scary...

On the fifth floor of the stage, the flute in Lin Su's hand disappeared without a trace.

Against the background of the green lotus sky, his face was extremely handsome.

In front of him, four literary geniuses from the Ziqi Wen Dynasty all had earth-colored faces.

They shouldered a heavy responsibility and came to the Magpie Bridge Club. After the most meticulous preparations, they also gained the pleasure of overwhelming the whole audience. However, in just a moment, a person came out of the air and took them less than a quarter of an hour. All four of them stepped down.

At this moment, they are no longer under the pressure of the entire audience.

It is no longer the pride of Ziqi Wenchao.

They suddenly felt like four clowns.

Lin Su smiled faintly: "Above Wen Dao, there are mountains beyond the mountains, and there is a sky beyond the sky. Talking about climbing to the top is purely overestimating one's ability. In my opinion, this fifth and highest floor, it is better to wait with empty seats, which is more in line with Wen Dao's open-mindedness. What do you think, really?"

The four people in front of them had their hearts pounding. What do you mean?

There are empty seats on the fifth floor...

Do you mean to invite them downstairs?

They just arrived at this floor and went down in despair?

Lin Su turned around and said, "I don't dare live in this building, so I'll say goodbye!"

He jumped into the air, took a big step in the air, and landed back in the original restaurant.

The blue wave of the Heavenly Dao in the sky vibrated, turning into a blue mark and shooting towards Lin Su's eyebrows.

All the fruits of tonight's labor turned into rewards from heaven and went to him.

On that floor, the four prodigies of the Ziqi Wen Dynasty looked at each other, and they all felt that the chairs under their buttocks were very hot.

This is the highest floor of Wen Dao. Before Lin Su appeared, they were sitting in high spirits.

What now?

They are a joke.

Lin Su himself didn't dare to sit on this floor, how dare they?

Even if you give them ten faces, they won’t dare!

Down!

All four people left the top floor. There were loud cheers below, and the cheers were mixed with countless sarcasm. The four people returned to the fourth floor, their faces were as gloomy as earth, and all their energy was gone.

Ziqi Wenchao did not shine because of their performance. On the contrary, it was discredited because of them and had a reputation of overestimating its capabilities.

This reputation is very important in this situation.

Everyone talks about face, especially Bai Yujing.

There are signs that they may not receive Jieyuhua from Bai Yujing at all.

Their guess was quite accurate.

Ji Su faced the void and said something...

"There are signs that these four people have ulterior motives and are maliciously destroying the Magpie Bridge Society. They are sending me an order: among all the Bai Yujing women, no one is allowed to extend any help!"

From a legal perspective, this officially cut off the path for these four people.