Great Swordsman

Chapter 109

In front of the peach forest.

The little alcoholic with a dirty face bowed his head to accept the jokes and criticisms from the crowd without saying a word.

"You actually sang Y in a literary club, so uncultivated, how did you get in here?"

"Yeah, I can't write poetry just by looking at it, so I must have sneaked in!"

"Let's get her out of here quickly!"

"No, don't cross me, I can write poetry! I can write poetry!" The little drunkard hurriedly said loudly in order to confess his innocence, "I'll read it to you, cough cough, fart is the breath of the belly, how can you not let it go?" The reason? Those who fart are happy, but those who hear fart are dejected!"

This poem sounds familiar... Li Mu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he had heard this poem read yesterday in Peach Blossom Tower. drunkard.

"Pfft, hahahaha..."

"What kind of poetry is this?"

"No shit!"

"Which brothel is it that even accepts limericks?"

"Little drunkard, with such a poetic talent, how dare you come to compete for the first place?"

The little drunk quickly shook his head and said, "I don't want to compete for the first place, I just want to pick some peach blossoms and make wine for the drunk grandpa."

"Your alcoholic grandfather has half of his body buried in the ground, and you still make wine for him? You obviously want to drink it yourself."

Everyone burst into joy again.

The little drunkard didn't refute, hehehe giggled.

"Okay, let's fork out." Li Boxue, vice president of Wenxuan Academy, waved his hand impatiently.

"Don't, don't drive me away, I, I..." The little drunkard wanted to say something more, but two students rushed out from Wenxuan Academy, grabbed her, quickly dragged her onto the boat, and sent her to the other side .

"Okay, the game continues." Li Boxue said.

"Brother Li, Yan'er is making a fool of himself." Yan Hanyu winked at Li Mu mischievously, and stood up gracefully.

As soon as she moved, the geniuses around fell silent.

Honghua Xiaozhu is a well-known brothel. Among them, the three young masters are all talented and talented. They look like gods, and their followers are like crucian carp crossing the river. Even in the imperial capital thousands of miles away, many princes and nobles bow down. Under their pomegranate skirts.

Hmph... Ning Qing'er, the belle of the Xiaoxiang Hall, snorted, deliberately lowered her head and played with the wine cup.

Yan Hanyu took the guqin, stroked it lightly with her slender fingers, and then made a series of jingling sounds like clear springs.

"This prelude... is the new work of Liu Qibian, the great musician of the dynasty, Yuyuan!"

"The sound of the piano is clear, like a bamboo stream hitting a rock, so beautiful!"

"As expected of the young master of Honghua Xiaozhu!"

Amidst the exclamation, Yan Hanyu's ten fingers moved back and forth between the strings like a spring breeze blowing dew.

After finishing the song, there were three peach trees blooming one after another behind her, exuding a delicate fragrance!

"Little Master Yan'er's piano skills are truly masters." Li Boxue clapped his palms and sighed softly.

"Old Li praised you so much, I'm ashamed of you." Yan Hanyu saluted and returned to her seat gracefully.

As for those peach blossom trees, the students from Wenxuan Academy stepped forward and quickly collected the peach blossoms in a bamboo basket with spiritual power, and put them beside Li Mu.

Only then did the group of talents and beauties below recover from the sound of the piano, and there was continuous cheering and applause.

Yan Hanyu blinked at Li Mu, and said in a low voice, "Brother Li, Yan'er has fulfilled his mission."

The star-like autumn eyes almost made Li Mu obsessed.

May I ask such an enchanting beauty, like a popular female star, who shines brightly on the stage one moment and is sought after by thousands of people, but returns to you the next moment, acting coquettish and cute to you, who can stand it?
He quickly shifted his attention to the peach blossoms in the bamboo basket beside him, he picked up a piece, the peach blossoms were light and exuded a special fragrance.

This peach blossom is really extraordinary, it seems to be a spiritual thing!
At this time, there was another applause from the side, but it was Ning Qinger, the oiran of the Xiaoxiang Hall, who had entered the stage.

She took off the veil, revealing her charming face, put the jade flute in her hand to her lips, and played it sadly and desolately.

The flute skills in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion are really amazing... Li Mu's attention was attracted by the sound of Xiaoxiang, and he couldn't help looking at Ning Qing'er's lips.

"Brother Li~" Seeing Li Mu's eager expression, Yan Hanyu refused to follow her, and stomped her feet there lightly.

"Cough, so-so, not as dexterous as yours." Li Muyi said righteously.

After playing a song, Ning Qing'er blew out two peach blossoms, slightly inferior to Yan Hanyu.

She was a little unwilling, her charming face seemed to be a little stiff, she quickly put on the veil, and returned to Lin Mo's side.

"It's okay, the first level is not important, the important thing is the second level." Lin Mo comforted her with a smile.

"I naturally believe in Lin Lang's talent and learning." Ning Qing'er said.

After everyone had competed, Li Boxue got up and cupped his hands, and said loudly: "Everyone, it's getting late. The academy is preparing some thin wine by the island, please!"

"Brother Li, the fighting is about to begin." Yan Hanyu held Li Mu's hand and stood up. Under the eyes of everyone who were distraught and tearful, her eyes were watery, and she did not avoid suspicion at all. Talk in your ear.

Leprechaun!
Li Mu finally understands what it means to be a confidante.

When everyone came to the edge of the island, dozens of long tables were arranged here, filled with delicious food and wine.

After everyone sat down, Li Boxue clapped his hands, and a student beside him raised a red flag and waved it vigorously.

across the lake.

"Everyone, please enter the lake for those who participate in the martial arts. After a cup of tea, the martial arts will start. Those who re-enter the lake after the time limit will have invalid results!" The person from Wenxuan Academy said loudly on the pier. open.

In the next moment, a large number of scholars with swords and swords, green forest heroes, monks, and Taoist priests jumped into the lake like locusts, and some stood firmly on the water waves, motionless.

Some were in a trance, their legs trembling.

Some fell directly into the water with a thud, shouting for help, which caused a burst of laughter from the people on the shore.

Zhang Yucheng, who had a much ruddy complexion, stood in a corner with a dozen or so disciples trained by Zhang Ziyao.

The nobles of the Hanlin Academy brought by Lin Mo also ended lightly, stepping on the lake like walking on flat ground.

There is another person, a thin monk, wearing a red robe, holding a three-legged bronze tripod in his left hand, which is a foot in size, and a two-meter-long bronze bell vertebra in his right hand. He is standing in the lake, The whole person is ups and downs.

"That monk has great strength!"

"Is that tripod real?"

"It looks like paper to me!"

The people on the shore talked a lot, while drinking to cheer up, while commenting on the people in the lake.

The same is true on Peach Blossom Island. Although it is far away from the shore, everyone is a practitioner. If you gather spiritual power into your eyes, you will naturally be able to see farther!
"Mr. Lin Mo, you are divided into two groups of noble soldiers from the Hanlin Academy. It seems that you want to take down Wen Kui and Wu Guan."

"Mr. Zhang's younger brother also participated in the fighting. It seems that he has a plan with Mr. Lin Mo."

"That man is the nephew of the governor of Xihua County, I heard that there are six purple qi!"

"That's Zhang Juren from Donghua County. He has been familiar with the books of sages since he was a child. His natal mind was learned from an ancient book, which is extremely extraordinary!"

"That one over there, is the monk's cauldron real?"

"Natural power?"

Talented scholars and beauties mingled with each other, feasting and pointing at the people in the lake, talking very much.

"This tripod doesn't look simple." Li Mu possessed awe-inspiring spirit. He looked farther and more carefully than the others. He found that the tripod held by the monk was extremely simple and heavy. The copper pattern on it was incomplete. , Dinger also exudes a strong historical atmosphere!
He guessed that this cauldron has a history of at least a thousand years!

After a cup of tea, the fighting officially begins!
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