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Chapter 107 Zhenwu Dacheng, Go to the Poetry Club, Fighting in the East (for subscription)
Yang An took a deep breath and looked at the Lihuo panel.

After upgrading the Buddhist Purification Mantra, there are still 1015 Lihuo points left.

Looking at Xiaocheng's "Zhenwuquan Jing", Yang An thought for a while, but stopped thinking about it.

Improving martial arts cultivation is the most important thing now.

Thanks to the hard work of "Zhenwuquan Jing" during this period of time, it is enough to improve by more than [-] points.

After all consumption is completed, the Xiantian Chapter of "Zhenwuquan Jing" will be completed directly, and the martial arts will be improved again, reaching the peak of the Xiantian mid-term, only one step away from breaking through.

In his mind, there are more points about the cultivation of the "Zhenwuquan Jing" in the innate realm, boxing techniques, and ultimate moves.

From breaking the realm, it is only a matter of tempering the heart.

With the help of auxiliary medicines such as Snow Ginseng Nourishing Viscera Ointment, as well as the medicinal power of Jiuqiao Golden Pill, it may not take long to break through the innate late stage.

"Sure enough, adding points from the fire is the fastest way to practice."

Adding a little bit of promotion at a time can withstand his months of penance.

It is completely consumed from the fire point, and you can continue to practice penance.

Sitting cross-legged and practicing the "Spirit Turtle Breathing Method", Yang An's breath became long again, turning into a spirit turtle breathing.

After a long time, Yang An woke up from his practice, and his spiritual sense sensed something outside the house.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Hold on."

Yang An got up and pushed open the door.

"The elder told me to take my clan brothers to the Liyuan Poetry Club."

The visitor was one of the people who entered Beijing with Yang An, and one of the five people who survived. His name was Yang Yan, he was seventeen years old, and he was born in the middle stage.

Yang An also knew this person, so he nodded his acquaintance.

"Thank you, brother!"

Yang An went back to the house, picked up the sword box, and left together.

Yang Yan glanced at it, but didn't ask any further questions.

When they entered Yujing, they all brought weapons, but they only carried the sword box on their backs, which made him look at it curiously.

He remembered that Yang An didn't bring this sword box with him when he left the mansion.

Take Yang An to the door of Zhenyun Pavilion.

Yang An also saw the remaining four people alive, as well as a dozen strange young men.

Xu Shi saw Yang An's puzzled eyes, and Yang Yan explained:
"These people are descendants of aristocratic families who came from Qingzhou to participate in the Taoist assessment."

Yang An nodded.

A group of people walked towards the Liyuan in a mighty manner.

The Liyuan Poetry Fair starts around May every year. In this season, the pear blossoms are in full bloom just after summer.

The poetry meeting starts at nightfall.

When Yang An and others arrived at the Liyuan Poetry Club, many people were already in the Liyuan.

There are ninety-nine states and more than six hundred provinces.

Every year, many young heroes go to Yujing to seek fame, participate in civil and martial arts examinations, or participate in Taoist examinations.

Every year, young heroes emerge.

The Liyuan Poetry Society, a place for young people to meet friends through literature, never lacks people.

As soon as the Liyuan Poetry Club opened, countless people were already waiting to participate.

This poetry meeting was in charge of Li Shiyuan, the censor Zhongcheng, who was also appointed by Emperor Qianhuang as the Taoist examiner.

People who come to Liyuan have different thoughts.

Yang An carried the sword case on his back, and automatically ignored the surprised eyes beside him.

Come to the Liyuan Poetry Club, there are scholars, there are also children from aristocratic families, and there are also children from Jianghu sects.

There are also many children of princes, princes, officials, scholars and bureaucrats.

Most of them are scholars.

In the Daqian Dynasty, the crossbow was forbidden but the bow was forbidden, and the sword was forbidden but the sword was forbidden.

Naturally, there are people with weapons in the poetry club, most of them have swords hanging around their waists, and there are very few people carrying sword boxes like Yang An.

Most people are either holding one or two books, or are empty-handed scholars.

The theme of the poetry meeting is still writing words and making poems, and it is still mainly those who have already read.

When Yang An and the others were walking in the pear garden, a girl in a snow-white dress with a red turban on her head appeared in front of Yang An and the others.

Next to her was a young man in brocade clothes, and the two of them were talking as they walked.

However, Yang An's eyes were not on the two of them, but behind them, one was holding a book, dressed in a green shirt, and a young man with delicate features.

The opponent's walking posture, muscle weakness, and loose bones, are obviously an ordinary person who has not practiced martial arts.

If you have to say that there is something special about the other party, it is a pair of eyes, very divine.

After Yang An took a few glances, he looked away.

"Sister Xuejiao, this year's Liyuan Poetry Fair is headed by Yu Shi Zhongcheng, there are quite a few people here tonight!"

Mr. Jinyi Huafu said so.

"The Dao Sect assessment is about to begin. Most of the people who come tonight are here for the Dao Sect assessment."

The snow-white dressed woman replied.

"Dongfang Yunmeng is about to make a move. This Taoist assessment is not easy. It must be to investigate the matter of Yunmeng's thief."

The young master in brocade clothes said with emotion.

"Da Qian founded the country with martial arts, and established the world. Your Majesty will become martial virtues, and Yun Meng's thieves are not to be feared."

The woman in snow-white dress said loudly.

It aroused the praise of the scholars on the side.

"Who is this person?"

"Second Miss of Wu Wenhou's family."

"Yunmeng thief, you should be killed."

The words of Xuebai dressed up as a woman caused a group of people to argue, and ordered them to join in the crusade against the Yunmeng people.

Yang Yan and the others laughed when they heard this.

In the court of Daqian, few people put Yunmeng people in their eyes.

"Go, the Liyuan Shihui is over there, let's go there!"

Yang Yan pointed to the door in front of which the word "Liyuan" was hung.

After showing the token of Yang Mansion, a group of people walked in.

Yang An followed, and couldn't help but glance at the blue-clothed boy again.

At this time, the man also raised his head and glanced at Yang An.

Soon, he looked down at the road again.

"I have the opportunity to find out who this person is."

Yang An always felt that this person was very special.

Walking into the pear garden, there are many fewer people.

Attending the Liyuan poetry meeting tonight, most of them can only watch the poetry meeting outside, and only those who have status, fame, reputation, and knowledge can enter.

Yang An glanced at the locations in the pear garden, there were only a few hundred of them, and the maximum capacity was no more than [-] people.

Among them, half of the seats are already seated.

Yang An and others, led by a boy, sat to one side.

The people in the Liyuan, whether they were scholars or the sons of princes, dukes, gentry, and officials, were all powerful in martial arts, and they obviously had martial arts cultivation.

This Taoist assessment is an opportunity.

Those who pass the assessment are expected to achieve success and fame.

The Yunmeng Empire is about to make a move, and it will definitely do it within this year, and those who pass the Taoist assessment, if they are favored by the Qianhuang, they can make meritorious service and be conferred a title.

Among them, the content of Emperor Qianhuang's assessment is in the hands of the host Yushi Zhongcheng Li Shiyuan.

So, a lot of people are watching.

Yang Yan and others are no exception. Although these "precious sons" already have the right to "independence", it is still difficult to really control their own lives.

They either join the sect or join the army.

As for staying in Qingzhou, they have no chance after coming out of Qianhuangling.

Yang An was among the crowd, he had a different mind from Yang Yan and the others, these people wanted to make contributions, and he wanted to join the Taoist sect.

Among the Taoist sects, there are not only martial arts, but also Taoism scriptures that directly reach ghosts and immortals.

On his way to Yujing, King Qingzhou and others wanted to kill him.

This time joining the army, there is a high probability that he will return to East Seven Continents.

This is the territory of King Qingzhou and others, and these people are even more unscrupulous.

Joining the Taoist sect can temporarily avoid the danger of returning to Qingzhou.

Yang An's goal is fundamentally different from Yang Yanzhi's.

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Yang acted as a spectator.

When Yang Yan and others were chatting, they chatted a few more words, but they didn't show the incompatible style of everyone being drunk and I being alone.

"Brother Yang An, I don't know what you think of the Yunmeng Empire."

Yang Yan took a sip of hot tea and asked.

How can I see, just sit and watch!

Yang An did not misunderstand what was in his heart, but instead said seriously:
"The Yunmeng Empire is too hateful. It has been invading the borders of Dagan, making life difficult for the border people. To them, there is only one word, war."

"Eliminate the Tartars, and the horse rides the clouds, and I will be a good man."

Yang An's face was resolute and upright.

This is also the attitude of most people in the Liyuan, and it is also the attitude of Yang An.

Since he is a Dagan person, he naturally regards himself as a Dagan person and starts from the Dagan country.

"Okay, Brother Yang An said well, to drive out the Tartars, all Yunmeng people should be killed!"

Yang Yan clapped his hands in agreement and said loudly.

"My clan brother said it well, I am a big man, so I should go to battle and kill the enemy, Ma Ta Yunmeng."

Another Qingzhou clansman clapped his hands.

"I'm waiting for a man, so I should enlist in the army to kill the enemy and serve my great deeds."

shouted another.

Yang An's words have become the fuse, detonating the emotions in the troupe, and the fighting spirit of fighting against the enemy is getting stronger and stronger.

A sense of fighting rose from the young men, which attracted the attention of everyone in the troupe.

"Be a good man, determined to fight everywhere."

A scholar couldn't help shouting.

"There are righteous men in the great army, and raise troops to fight against Yunmeng."

Another person said loudly.

In an instant, the same hatred against the Yunmeng Empire enveloped Liyuan.

As the atmosphere sparked, Yang An was stunned for a moment. There were quite a few people discussing this here, so why were they all incited by his words.

Yang An recalled.

To drive out the Tartars, the horse stepped on Yunmeng.

Doesn't seem to be anything special either.

In the pavilion of the Liyuan, Li Shiyuan, the censor who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind, opened his eyes and looked at the fighting spirit rising in the Liyuan.

He didn't guide the emotions in the Liyuan, so why did everyone in the Liyuan raise their fighting spirit against the Yunmeng Empire so quickly.

He still remembered the purpose of Emperor Qian's sending him to host the Liyuan Poetry Club.

Just two words.

Expedition.

Over the years, Qianhuang has always wanted to reap the rights of the family, constantly cultivate the children of the clan, and solve the problems of the family on behalf of the royal family.

This time Yunmeng frequently invaded, Emperor Qian went uncharacteristically and started the main battle.

Li Shiyuan, who was promoted from a poor family, naturally knew the purpose of Emperor Qian.

He didn't refuse either, this was his chance for promotion, and at the same time, he was also the main fighter.

In the Liyuan Poetry Club, he wanted to guide the minds of those who participated in the Daoist assessment in the Liyuan, so that these people would have a fighting spirit against Yunmeng.

After a while, someone came over and told Li Shiyuan what happened in the Liyuan Poetry Club.

"Expel the Tartars, horses stepping on the clouds, so kind!"

Li Shiyuan said in admiration.

"Qingzhou Yang An, I remember you!"

Li Shiyuan looked at Yang An in the troupe.

In the pear orchard.

Yang An noticed the traces of the fist, and couldn't help but look up at the pavilion.

A middle-aged man appeared in his eyes.

Yang An thought back and confirmed that he did not know this person.

I don't care.

Liyuan Pavilion.

Li Shiyuan praised:

"Such sharp perception, not weak in martial arts, but a good seedling for the Eastern Expedition."

"Master Li, what more good seedlings are you talking about?"

Another person came to the pavilion.

"Master Wang is here too, I thought you and other sages and descendants would disdain to participate in the poetry meeting."

Li Shiyuan's expression was as usual, and he replied lukewarmly.

"Your Majesty Li was joking. Although I, Wang Xi, am a saint, I am also a layman. I like participating in poetry fairs and chatting with these young men."

Wang Xi replied with a half smile.

"The Emperor Qian's meaning, you already knew, what's the use of coming to the Liyuan Poetry Fair?"

Li Shiyuan drank a cup of tea.

"It took a lot of hard work to usher in stability, and fighting again is not good for the people!"

Wang Xi found a seat and sat down directly.

"You thought you could stop this poetry meeting by coming out, but you have already started fighting, and you can't stop it."

Li Shiyuan looked at the growing fighting spirit in the pear garden.

"I didn't expect you to shoot so early."

Only now did Wang Xi sense the fighting spirit in the pear garden, and her expression turned ugly.

"I didn't make a move. This is the spontaneous fighting intention of everyone in the Liyuan. It can be seen that the Eastern Expedition is what everyone expects."

Li Shiyuan shook his head and said happily.

For a person like him, there is nothing better than the support of the court and the support of the people.

This also proves that his will meets Dagan's needs.

He can contribute to Daqian.

"Humph!"

Wang Xi snorted coldly, and left directly.

The will to fight has already begun, and it is meaningless for him to stay.

Forcibly destroying the fighting spirit, that is openly making an enemy of Emperor Qian, he is not that stupid.

If it can't be done, try to find a new way.

The fighting spirit that poetry can arouse must be useful.

In the Liyuan, Yang An didn't know the fighting spirit caused by him, and he had already completed a battle in the court.

Yang An enthusiastically greeted everyone who came over to talk.

A group of people chatted happily.

Among the visitors were the second Miss Wu Wenhou whom Yang An had seen just now, and the brocade-clothed young master.

It was the young man in the green shirt who disappeared without a trace.

After greeting these people enthusiastically, Yang An and the others stood and waited quietly.

Because someone is ringing the bell.

This means that Yushi Zhongcheng Li Shiyuan is coming out.

This person presided over the poetry meeting.

Most of the people who participated in the poetry meeting came for him.

In the assessment of Taoism, Emperor Qian came out of one door, and this person was in charge of this door.

Li Shiyuan took big strides to the pavilion in the center of the pear garden.

Later, he followed the deans of more than a dozen academies.

After the group took their seats, Yang An and the others began to take their seats.

"I am Li Shiyuan, the host of this year's Liyuan Poetry Club. The theme of this year's Poetry Club will be drafted by me and the directors."

A maid stepped lightly on lotus steps, held a tray, and knelt down in front of Li Shiyuan.

Li Shiyuan spread out the red cloth, revealing a book.

After opening it, he said loudly:
"The theme of this poetry meeting is: War Poems."

"Poetry is fine."

"Time limit: one hour."

"Everyone can start."

After hearing the war poems, those who participated in the poetry meeting talked a lot.

A group of people have already guessed the theme of this year's poetry festival, and have already prepared for it.

There are also people, although unexpected, but they are gearing up one by one, ready to show their talents.

Yang Yan and the others prepared paper and pens one by one.

In the Qingzhou Zongfu, although they don't specially teach the scriptures, they are all educated, and everyone can read.

In comparison, martial arts classics are all written records.

I can't read, how to look up martial arts classics, how to practice martial arts.

While grinding the inkstone, he was thinking hard.

Since it is a war poem, I have to write something.

If you want to join the army and make contributions, you must first leave an impression.

Whether the poem is well written is not the key, the key is to leave the willingness to join the war, so that if you go to the east, you must be the first person to join the army.

Each of them is very clear, so they are all thinking hard and writing something.

Yang An glanced at a few people.

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