Chapter 1324: A Poem that Will Last Forever

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Ye Wuque has always been a person who returns the favor. He smiled at the young master Tianxiang and said, "Young master Tianxiang, you are too kind. Lietian Dao is full of talents, and young master Tianxiang is a phoenix among people. He is much better than some people."

When Ye Wuque said this, young master Qinlong's eyes narrowed slightly, but his face was still expressionless.

Young master Tianxiang smiled, and his expression did not change.

However, Ye Wuque continued to speak, looking at young master Qinlong again, and smiled lightly: "Young master Qinlong is worthy of being the young master of Lietian Dao. Ye's test is indeed not a problem. Well, not bad, not bad."

No matter how Ye Wuque's words sound, they sound like what an elder would say after testing a younger generation, but his tone is normal, without any ridicule, and it is really flawless.

Swish!

The young master Qinlong and the throne suddenly moved forward and returned to the previous place. At this moment, the corners of his mouth raised a curve, and there was no anger. Only the deep eyes like cold ponds surged with inexplicable meaning. He slowly looked at Ye Wuque and said: "Young Master Ye's spiritual power is not bad, no wonder he can pass the Lianxin Bridge. This test... This young master will remember it in his heart."

Even though the young master Qinlong lost face before, he can endure it at this moment, which shows that this person's mind is not bad!

The bright eyes and the deep eyes collided in the void, silently, and even with a hint of smile on each other. Those who don't know would think that the two are old friends who have known each other for many years and reminiscing about the past.

"Young Master Ye, Young Master Feng, please take a seat."

Young Master Tianxiang waved his slender hand and invited Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen to take a seat for the second time.

This time, Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen would not refuse again. They walked straight to the two reserved seats and sat down. At the same time, Ye Wuque also winked at Sikong Zhaitian and Ji Yanran.

Young Master Tianxiang said with a smile: "Since everyone is here, the gathering in the center of the lake will officially begin. Please taste the fine wine of my Lietian Dao first."

Immediately, two rows of beautiful maids came with exquisite and gorgeous wine pots. The aroma of wine had already spread before the people arrived.

After a while, Ye Wuque looked at the clear wine being poured into the wine glass in front of him, his nose moved slightly, and his eyes were bright!

"This wine is called... Forget Worry! One cup of it will make all worries disappear, and three cups of it will make you happy and carefree. It is the fine wine that my Lietian Dao uses to entertain distinguished guests. Please taste it."

"Forget Worry Wine! What a good name!"

Ye Wuque can be regarded as a wine lover. Seeing this fine wine at this moment, he naturally would not miss it.

In addition to fine wine, the table was already filled with delicious dishes and a variety of fruits.

Soon, the pavilion in the center of the lake seemed to be full of joy, drinking and eating, so happy.

As time passed, after three rounds of wine and five dishes, the voice of the young master Tianxiang sounded again, with a faint smile.

"Since it is a gathering in the center of the lake, it is really boring to just eat and drink, but it is also meaningless to discuss the way. You are all the first geniuses of various countries. I think you are not only amazing in cultivation, but also have made great achievements in the lineage of literature and Taoism."

"At this moment, there are fine wine, beautiful scenery, and beautiful women. Why don't we have a literary duel? This will not hurt the harmony and is also very, how about it?"

The words of the young master Tianxiang naturally got the consent of everyone, so soon another maid appeared, all holding ancient musical instruments, and began to gently play pleasant and soothing tunes, making the atmosphere of the pavilion in the center of the lake become romantic.

Ye Wuque, who was toasting with Feng Caichen, heard what Young Master Tianxiang said, but his bright eyes flashed.

A duel between literature and Taoism? It really is.

Young Master Tianxiang walked down from the throne slowly, strolling along with the rhythm, and a beautiful daughter's voice sounded: "Since it is me who proposed the duel between literature and Taoism, then naturally this young master will start first, but before that, I will recite a poem that has been popular in my Lietian Dao recently, so that you can immerse yourself in the charm of literature and Taoism."

"Speaking of this poem, it is said that it came from outside the Dragon Court and has been circulated in the Canglan Realm. Although the author is unknown, the talent and timelessness of this poem are amazing and timeless, which can be said to be unparalleled in the world! Even this young master admires the author of this poem and wants to meet him! It's a pity that he has never been able to do so."

There was a hint of melodiousness and regret in Young Master Tianxiang's voice. A touch of admiration and yearning suddenly emerged on his beautiful face, and even a hint of amazement and intoxication appeared in the depths of his beautiful eyes.

The colorful martial arts skirt fluttered, and the young master of Tianxiang said in tune with the rhythm: "Please appreciate this eternal poem!"

Ding ding dang dang, soon the sound of the melody echoed in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and a beautiful girl's voice slowly started!

"When will the bright moon appear? Ask the blue sky with wine..."

As soon as the first two sentences fell, Sikong Zhaitian and Ji Yanran's eyes suddenly condensed, and then they all looked at Ye Wuque, and their beautiful faces showed strange meanings.

Even Feng Caichen's expression was very funny at this moment. He looked at Ye Wuque, and the latter coughed slightly, picked up a glass of forget-worry wine and drank it all.

At this moment, Ye Wuque's eyes also became extremely strange. He didn't expect that the eternal poem that the young master of Tianxiang said would be this water tune song from his mouth!

"I don't know what year it is in the palace of heaven..."

"I want to ride the wind back, but I'm afraid it's too cold up there in the jade buildings. I dance with my shadow, how can it be like being in the human world..."

"Turning around the red pavilion, lowering the beautiful window, shining on the sleepless..."

"I shouldn't have any regrets, why does the moon always appear when we're parting?"

"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, this is a difficult thing in ancient times..."

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"Nung, moon and new moon……"

When the last two words fell from the mouth of Young Master Tianxiang, the whole world seemed to be quiet. Many disciples of Split Heaven Dao in the distance were immersed in the artistic conception of this eternal poem, unable to extricate themselves.

Young Master Tianxiang walked gently to the pavilion in the middle of the lake. She raised her head slightly, as if she wanted to look at the bright moon in the horizon. She whispered to herself, with a tone of resentment and a hint of inexplicable joy. Finally, she lowered her head and looked at the sparkling moon. Linghu said softly: "To be able to write such an eternal poem, what kind of person are you...?"... Friends who read books, you can search "" to find this site immediately.