The Great Doorway of Daoism

Xue Jiayi asked: "Two, where do you think our literary beauty is?"

Luo Xiyan took the lead in expressing a poo: "The beauty of Chinese characters, every stroke, every word and sentence has meaning and allusion. You are like a frightening hungry, graceful as a dragon, the breeze is coming, the waves are not thrilling, and the beauty of flowers is like flowing years. , The still water flows deep, the spring trees twilight clouds... it's just like a song, beautiful."

Hua Lanting continued: "Chinese characters, from the structure of the font to the art of writing, from the phonology to the recitation, from the meaning of single characters to idioms and slang, from prose quotations to poetry and poetry, it can be said that the meaning is endless and beautiful."

"For example, dark fragrance and shadow, west window cutting candles, light smoke and rain, morning flowers and evenings, bright eyes and white teeth, Gu Pan's brilliance, Xuemu claws, Gu Yuqingming..."

"This girl wants to hear the beauty of vocabulary."

Hua Lan Ting: "Single, squiggly, awkward, sad, colorful, and time flies... It's like a sea of ​​smoke."

Luo Xiyan: "Brilliant, bright, graceful, graceful, neon clothes, quiet years, poetry and wine... but a drop in the bucket."

"What about the beauty of a person's name?"

Hua Lanting smiled and replied: "Luo Xiyan. There are also Liu Rushi, Ye Gucheng, Nan Huaijin, Lin Huiyin, Mu Wanqing, Chu Liuxiang, Zhao Feiyan, Huamanlou, Lin Fengmian, Gao Jianli, Zhu Ziqing, He Zhizhang, Dai Wangshu, Sun Simiao, Xin Qiji, Nalan Rong Ruo, Wan Yan Ying Ge..."

Luo Xiyan reported to Li: "Hua Lanting. And Wang Xizhi, Tao Yuanming, Bai Juyi, Shen Congwen, Du Ruhui, Wen Tingyun, Meng Haoran, Bian Zhilin, Yuan Haowen, Zhang Daqian, Li Qingzhao, Liang Sicheng, Xu Beihong, Lin Xiangru, Li Shangyin, Cangyang Jiacuo, Shangguan Waner... …"

"The beauty of place names?"

"Changlefang, Lingyin Road, Bailu Alley, Liulichang, Mochou Road, Qintai Street, Yunmengze, the alley is called Baihua Deep, the ancient street is called Lema Tingfeng..."

"Tianshui, Dunhuang, Penglai, Xiliang, Jiuquan, Chang'an, Qixia, Meizhou, Fufeng, there are pavilions, curved water flow, city breeze, flowers, snow, moon, Cangshan, Erhai..."

"The beauty of poems."

"Manjianghong, Hairpin Phoenix, Langtaosha, Rumengling, Magpie Bridge Immortal, Dianjianli, Xiaozhongshan, Drunken Flower Yin, Huanxi Sand... just reading it is like drinking alcohol."

"Qinyuanchun, Poppies, Dielianhua, Dingfengbo, Linjiang Immortal, Qingyu Case, Yijianmei, Su Muzhe, Yulin Ling... Only one product is just like fragrant tea."

"The beauty of colors."

"Pink, Daiqing, glaze blue, bright yellow, crimson, cinnabar, rouge..."

"Bamboo green, indigo blue, apricot yellow, dark green, purple, moon white, frost..."

"The beauty of the name of the medicine."

"Agarwood, Pinellia, Angelica dahurica, Artemisia annua, Albizia Julibrissin, Perilla, Eucommia, Clove, Changqing, Tortoiseshell, Wang Buliuxing, Aesculus aesculus..."

"Araceae, Snow in June, Lobelia, Autumn Leaves, Ligustrum lucidum, Light Bamboo Leaf, Chuan Fritillary, Horseshoe Gold, Cuscuta, Jun Qianzi..."

Xue Jiayi tilted his head and thought: "It's time to increase the difficulty. Well, use the radicals of Chinese characters to chant poems and show me the opposite."

Luo Xiyan preemptively said: "Okay, I'm just walking along the way-far and near. Please be correct."

Hua Lanting said: "It's easy to say, Xie Cijiao-advance and retreat back to happy."

Luo Xiyan: "I can still add-far and near Tongdao, when Qinghui is obscure."

Hua Lanting hummed twice: "I can also add-Jingwei is clear and muddy, advance and retreat back to Xiaoyao."

Luo Xiyan: "Is it all three points of water? Look at me—Zhanjiang Port, clear waves are rolling."

Hua Lanting: "Yeah-Bohai Bay, the turbid waves are surging."

Xue Jiayi said again: "The mountains in front of me are beautiful, I want to listen to them."

Luo Xiyan pondered for a moment: "Okay. The pine wind blows off the belt, and Shan Yuezhao plays the piano."

Hua Lanting: "There is Zen, let me reply-Shu Shuiyue in hand, full of floral fragrance."

Xue Jiayi: "Too much artistic conception. Now my sister, I want to listen to the vulgar, and have a semantic pun."

Luo Xiyan: "Uh, this, the great sage asks the land-where is my golden hoop? Answers from the land-the great sage, your golden hoop, the stick matches your hairstyle."

Hua Lanting: "Liu Bei's Luma ran off to the cliff, Zhang Fei yelled in a hurry—brother, please stop your horse! Liu Bei was so angry—I am happy you Malgobi."

Xue Jiayi smiled: "It's vulgar enough. Saying that I met two people on the road, one is Zhou Peng, Dapeng's Peng, and the other is Zhou Peng, a friend's friend. I can't figure out how to distinguish it. What do you suggest? "

Hua Lanting and Luo Xiyan replied in unison: "One said he had birds, and the other said he had no birds."

Xue Jiayi blinked: "Why? What is a bird?"

Luo Xiyan and Hua Lanting cough together.

Xue Jiayi: "This judge can see that the two sons are equally well-matched, and they are both proficient in writing. Then, let's ask the two strong men to try their skills. I have already said it in advance. We will make friends with Wu. No one is willing to hurt this girl."

Luo Xiyan murmured in secret: "You can get something if you want to give up."

He and Hua Lanting found a grassland and stood face to face with a distance apart. Xue Jiayi gave an order and the fighting began.

Hua Lanting deceived Luo to wash the inkstone and was not as capable as himself. Dan Tian lifted his qi, poured his true qi into his body, pressed people with strength, and took the first shot.

Not only was the punch before the punch, the strong wind was as strong as a hammer, and the infuriating qi also covered Luo Xiyan from the front, making it difficult for him to dodge.

Luo Xiyan was unwilling to show weakness in the first move. Tianyawei

Fists intersected, making a loud bang.

Luo Xiyan couldn't help himself, staggering under his feet, and had to step back a few steps to relieve his strength.

Hua Lan Ting gained power and did not forgive people. After the Zhonggong went straight in, his footsteps swayed, his hands changed like clouds and flowing water, fingers were used as swords, a large free sword of "lighting and watching sword" was sent out, and the spur pointed towards Luo Xiyan's left chest. , Jianqi is pressing.

Luo Xiyan was shocked, and his reaction could keep up, but he couldn't react to his movements, so he had to continue to retreat.

This retreat is even more urgent.

He has already tried to find that his cultivation level and martial skill changes are weaker than Hua Lan Ting, and he simply retreats and distances itself from Hua Lan Ting.

Hua Lanting remembered that Fuchen Fort was famous for its craftsmanship. It seemed that Luo Xiyan was going to fight against him at medium and long distances with spells and magic weapons.

He guessed right, Luo Xiyan cast a spell, and drank: "Brother Hua, be careful, pick me four or five sword formations."

With the sound, five flying swords of different styles and shapes roared out, some first and then later attacking Hualanting.

Hua Lan Ting shifted and evaded.

With his cultivation base, even if he didn't make use of "step by step" to move, the speed of his movement was not much slower than that of teleport, but he could not get rid of the sword formation after several dodges.

These five flying swords are very spiritual, not only the speed is fast and slow, one can swallow the sword aura to attack and harass, one is dedicated to personal pursuit, and the other two bypass blocking and block the dodge space of Hualan Court. , And another one throbbing in the air, slashing and slashing to the extreme.

Hua Lanting knew the story well, and saw that Luo Xiyan's flying sword was a weapon that imitated four powerful characters in legends.

It was Lu Dongbin’s Pure Yang Sword that struck far away with its mighty sword aura, and it was the Emperor Zhenwu’s male sword of breaking the evil spirits that was swiftly chasing after him. The Heavenly Master’s Slashing Dragon Spirit Sword.

so what? It's just an imitation.

The alchemy furnace in Hualanting's abdomen pulsed, and the true energy climbed again. The left hand threw out the gold wire and the two ends stretched out, respectively entangled the two male and female swordsmen in the air. He broke the Demon Sword, exerted force to suppress its struggle, and waved the sword energy that resisted the Pure Yang Sword.

At the same time, his body protector's true energy was released, and Ren Zhanjiao's spirit sword chopped down all over his body, forming ripples of aura, leaving his body unscathed.

Luo Xiyan also increased his spiritual power output, and the five blocked flying swords tremble fiercely, but they still couldn't escape the influence of Hualanting.

When Luo Xiyan saw this, his left shoulder swayed, and an iron whip flashed out. It was long in the wind. It flew over, slammed his head, and then shrugged his right shoulder. A fishing drum turned out and hit Hua Lanting's chest and abdomen in a straight line.

This is the iron whip of Marshal Zhao Gongming and the old fishing drum of the Eight Immortals.

Hua Lanting's body suddenly loosened, and he launched a thousand miles away from the gap of the besieged by seven weapons. The afterimages were gone, and the people came close to Luo Xiyan.

Since the opponent is good at attacking from a distance, there is no need to compete with him, it is better to approach his weakness.

As soon as it approached, the three-pointed and two-edged sword of True Monarch Erlang appeared out of thin air and stabbed at Hua Lan Ting.

Hua Lanting sent a palm of five thunders with his left hand, shook the blade, and continued to bully.

Luo Xiyan lifted his spirits, and shook his hands, Guan Shengdi Jun Qinglong Yanyue, who was shining brightly and coldly, had a big sword in his hand, with an aura like a rainbow, and he smashed it down.

This spiritual treasure is not vulgar, and without the blessing of Luo Xiyan's own spiritual power, Hua Lanting felt the threat of the heavy sword power and sharp sword aura.

Although Luo Xiyan is not strong and strong, he obviously has worked hard with this knife, using the twelve methods of chopping, cutting, grinding, licking, cutting, cutting, unfolding, picking, patting, hanging, restraining, and cutting. The power of the "Yan Saw" Qinglong Yanyue Sword kept Hualan Court away.

Hua Lanting wanted to be distracted to observe and defend against the pursuit of other spirit treasures. He didn't want to fight for a long time, so he exhaled and made a sound, interrupted the Moxiong Sword with his hand and knocked open the blade of a foot long, suddenly speeded up, and squeezed into Luo Xiyan again. In front of you.

Luo Xiyan cried, "Good job!"

The Luo family of Fuchenbao is good at refining weapons and knows the weaknesses of melee combat. In the usual practice of Luo Xiyan and the use of magical instruments, half of his time is spent on close combat practice. He deliberately showed the enemy's weakness before. Now I am in the middle of my arms.

Hualan Ting approached with wind and fire, and he was greeted by a whisk, which was made of dust from Taibai Venus, wrapped around his waist in intricate ways, and at the same time a banana fan imitating the Eight Immortals Zhongliquan guarded Luo Xiyan's body.

Hua Lanting shook his body, but couldn't break away from the entanglement of the dust all at once. He sent out a palm of five thunders that was close to Dacheng and printed it on the banana fan.

The leaves of the banana fan were shattered, leaving only the fan bones. Luo Xiyan snorted and resisted the blow with the power of magic weapons.

Hua Lanting breathed a sigh of relief. When he wanted to attack again, the tip of the whisk that was wrapped around his waist suddenly stiffened and pierced down towards the diaphragm between his chest ribs.

This trick is very secretive and gloomy, making it hard to defend against.

After Chensi touched the skin and felt the strength of Pei Ran, Hua Lanting had to use a magic weapon.

As soon as the abdomen is retracted, an oval object stands in front of the dust.

His Four Sunflower Beasts realm has been destroyed, Feng Huo Lun has not had time to refine a replacement item for him, this self-defense treasure named Jinghua Shui Yuejian was used by Master Yun Yiqi, and gave him a bodyguard before leaving.

The dust silk was bounced away~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hua Lan Ting took the opportunity to rush out of the entanglement of the whisk.

Luo Xiyan had already recalled the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and commanded other magic weapons to float still, staring at Hualan Court intently, panting slightly in his chest.

Hua Lanting laughed, and handed it to Duan Moxiong Jiandao: "Brother Luo is an endless stream of magic weapons. I think I will soon gather the eighteen weapons that are famous in Taoism. Even if the cultivation level is a little weak, it is enough to make the younger brother feel like he can't handle it. It doesn't make much sense to fight anymore."

Luo Xiyan suffered a bit of a loss, and when he heard the words, he lost his momentum: "It's easy to say, and the fame of the old man matches the name and reality. You can't help you if Brother Yu dispatches multiple instruments. Wait for the opportunity in the future, and then you will learn. "

This time the two were only to meet for the first time. They didn't have any deep hatred, and they wouldn't try their best. They didn't plan to use their unique skills. The literary struggle in the front and the martial arts in the back ended in a peaceful manner.

Xue Jiayi was just playing around, not very much about the result, and was happy to see the two draw.

The trio and Luo Xiyan's entourage, the group continued to the southeast.

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