I am practicing Shushan Taoism in the realm of cultivating immortals

Chapter 112 Taibai Sword, Lyrics Prevail
It's not that Wang Chong himself can't write poems, so he wants to copy them.

It's just that his poems are too murderous, and most of them use blood as ink and sword as pen.

It is so elegant here, but it can't bear his poems.

This little order of Emperor Wu of Wei is both beautiful and majestic, and catchy.Even those who are illiterate, reading it can lift their spirits.

The beautiful maid still read silently in her heart at the beginning, and waited until she finished reading 'Mountains are never too high, and seas are never too deep.Taigong vomits and feeds, and the world returns to its heart. 'At the time, I couldn't help but read it softly from the beginning again.

There is no Duke of Zhou in this world, but Taigong Wang of Dali, who also helped the emperor to unify the world, and later suppressed the world's disobedient ministers with his own power, so that Dali can be passed on in a stable way.

The restaurant here is quite high-end, and those who can come are either talented or have extraordinary cultivation.

After all, those who are low in cultivation and have no talent to learn, are reluctant to part with their "rare treasures" and can't write any useful cultivation experience, let alone leave poems that can make people look at them.

The more the beautiful maid said, the louder her voice became, not only did she attract the attention of many guests, but even the owner of the place was startled.

I saw a young monk dressed as a scholar, stepping upstairs, praising loudly as he walked:
"Good words, good words, this is the first time I've heard such grandiose words in the past six months.

I met fellow Taoists in Xialiuquan. "

Wang Chong has always been a person who stretches out his hand and doesn't smile. He will be more polite when you are polite. He saluted immediately and said: "I have met fellow Taoist Liu."

Liu Quan didn't pay attention, he saw his three steps in parallel, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the maid, took the brocade silk, looked at it carefully, and sighed after a while:

"That's great. Fellow Daoist is really talented in poetry, and Liu is really envious."

Kyushu also has its own poems, books and scriptures, but the specifications are different from those of Shushan, and no cultivators pay attention to them.

"Scholars" like Jiang Boshang are considered rare among cultivators, but they will only appear in the three major dynasties, and it is impossible for them to appear in other places.

Although Yujing was the ancient capital of the three dynasties, it has been destroyed for tens of thousands of years, and there was still some cultural atmosphere in the past. With the ten thousand years of rule of the Xianmeng, it should be almost worn away.

If you want to talk about Taoism in Shushan, you need to sharpen your Taoist heart. These poems can cultivate the soul together, and many immortals in Shushan like it.

But the law in this world only pays attention to accumulating mana and breaking through forcibly, but there is no such thing as Dao Xin.

This Liu Quan's appearance really made Wang Chong somewhat puzzled.

"Fellow Daoist is joking."

Liu Quan shook his head and said with a smile:
"It seems that Taoist friends have just come to Yujing. I don't know the current wind direction. Since the Wutai sect 'Wuqi Zhenjun' played swords and sang songs to fight Taiming Xianjun on the nine heavens, these poems and songs have become popular in our Yujing. Everyone really emulates it."

"Don't be afraid of being laughed at by fellow daoists. Now, those high-born dandies like us in Yujingcheng are embarrassed to go out if they don't know how to recite a few sentences."

After Li Daocheng ranked second on the earth list, he had an honorable name called: Five Qi True Monarch.

Now Liu Quan was talking about Wang Chong's third disciple.

Yu Guan had a strange expression on his face, trying to hold back his laughter, Wang Chong also couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, five men and two women on the nearest hill heard the song "Duan Ge Xing", and they couldn't help but come here, wanting to make friends with Wang Chong, the songwriter.

"Yan Hui has met all of you, but what Mr. Liu said is true. You Taoists have this poetic talent. Now in Yujing, you are always a guest wherever you go."

The leading man who spoke was a middle-aged strong man with a beard like a halberd, wearing a wide avenue gown, and his speech was a bit elegant. He was obviously one of his disciple's admirers.

The spirit of this fairy alliance is really open, and the Taiming fairy has a big heart. If he changes to another place, it will be like Qingzhou.

And in this Yujing, not only does it not suppress speech, but it also allows everyone to imitate their opponents, and even worship them. People who don't have a little heart, I'm afraid they can't do it.

This made Wang Chong a little curious about the Lord of the Immortal Alliance.

Know their people by watching their actions.

How could such a person collude with other races to rebel?This is really something that should not be done.

Suppressing his curiosity, Wang Chong cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"You all praised the wrong person. This order was not made by the poor, but by someone else."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the lower right corner of the brocade silk, and Liu Quan followed it to see that there were three small words 'Cao Mengde'.

"But I don't know where this Mr. Cao is?" After knowing that it was not Wang Chong's work, he lost three points of enthusiasm.

On the other hand, the strong man named Yan Hui didn't care about it, instead, seeing that Wang Chong didn't take advantage of other people's reputation, he felt very fond of him, and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist is open-minded. Since we met each other by fate, if you can see us seven monsters, why don't you invite fellow Daoist to have a drink together?"

Wang Chong had nothing to do, and after nodding his head with a smile, he replied to Liu Quan, "He's dead."

Hearing that the "Mr. Cao" who could write such a small order actually died, Liu Quan was heartbroken, clutching his chest, rejected Yan Hui's invitation, and went back upstairs.

Yan Hui didn't care, and walked towards the hill while introducing the other six people to Wang Chong.

These seven people are all in the Jindan realm, Yan Huixiu is the highest, and Yan is the boss.

Although Yan Hui was not handsome, he was also big-eared, and he could be called a "good-looking man". The other four men either had big heads, unusually long arms, or extremely strange body proportions.

Anyway, just one word "ugly".

But the other two women are twin sisters, they are extremely beautiful, the older sister is Qingqing, and the younger sister is Honghong.

The name is also very strange.

Except for Yan Hui, in Wang Chong's view, these people all have more or less psychological defects, so it's no wonder they call themselves the Seven Monsters.

Wang Chong didn't hide his family name either, after all, the teacher of True Monarch Wuqi, Old Demon Tianhe was very famous, but real Wang Chong was not very famous.

A group of nine people returned to the place where Yan Hui and others were drinking just now. After sitting down, they chatted while drinking.

Under Wang Chong's intentional or unintentional guidance, in less than half an hour, Wang Chong got to know the details of everyone, and even learned a lot about the situation in the fairy alliance.

These seven people are also members of the Xianmeng, but they are not in any authority department, and they are quite leisurely on weekdays.

Everyone is more or less aware of the high-level collusion of the Immortal League with other races.

Long, long ago, Immortal Lord Taiming promised to bring the Immortal Alliance to ascend together.

Although they didn't feel that they could succeed in their hearts, they didn't have any resistance.

Without him, Immortal Lord Taiming's prestige in the Immortal League is too high. No matter who he meets or not, he is highly praised. The other eight gods are tied together, and their words are not as good as this leader.

Yan Hui and others are also willing to work for him, these people have never even seen Tai Ming's face.

This added another three points to Wang Chong's curiosity about the leader of the Immortal League.

Just when Yan Hui was so happy and wanted to get up to play swords for everyone, a mighty voice came from outside the sky.

"Wutai immortals can be refined by Taoism, and Hunyuan Yiqi Dao is the most mysterious."

"Taibai's sword is supremely wonderful, breaking through dust for thousands of years."

"The poor Taoist has also become a primordial spirit, and Taiming will take a blow from me."

　Daocheng's appearance poem, adapted from the work of book friend "Zixuan Taoist"

　　
　
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