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Chapter 34 Drinking alone under the moon, born with a vision, is famous in a country!
Lin Wan'er naturally guessed that Yun Chuan was afraid that people would see the broken handwriting and make people laugh.

Under the contemptuous eyes of many people, Lin Wan'er stretched out her jaded hand, took the brush, placed it in front of the case, and hung the brush on it.

Yun Chuan did not know when he took a small glass of wine, put his left hand behind his back, was silent for a moment, then took a step, his lips parted slightly.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date."

"This verse!?"

As soon as the two poems came out, several people in the crowd cheered.

Xie An and the others were also taken aback.

This guy seems to have some ink in his stomach?

Do not!
It must be due to luck, or the poems copied from some books somewhere!
Lin Wan'er's beautiful eyes moved, she picked up the pen and flicked lightly, and a line of two lines of beautiful and delicate handwriting appeared on the rice paper.

When it was finished with a swish of ink, Nana Yun Chu'an took another step forward and came to the window, leaning on the railing with his left hand, standing sideways, raising the wine in the glass with his right hand, and holding it high towards the bright moon outside the window, as if to invite wine meaning.

"Raise a glass and invite Mingyue to form three people against each other."

The second verse came slowly.

As soon as the words fell, there was a bang, and the bright crescent moon hanging from the sky seemed to respond. The silver veil fell, hazy in the world, and filled with layers, all smudged on Yun Chuan's body, reflecting the lonely shadow.

Even the lights in the Fengya Pavilion are like daylight, but at this moment it is completely eclipsed, all the brilliance in the world pales in comparison, leaving only the silver radiance on Yun Chuan's body.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yun Chu'an, seeing him wave his long sleeves, raise his head and close his eyes, slightly sip his wine, drinking alone under the moonlight.

"This is actually singing in response to a poem, a natural vision!! Even the Qiongyue in the sky is shining on it at this moment."

"His poems actually lead to visions! Quick! Find a pen and ink, and copy his poems!"

In an instant, the talented scholars on the first floor of Fengya Pavilion were in an uproar, Xie An and the others were even more stunned, their faces were horrified, showing embarrassment.

"Singing in response to a poem" Xie An swallowed, unable to believe it.

At this time, Lin Wan'er, who was writing beside her, looked sideways at Yun Chu'an who was drinking alone under the bright moon, and the brush hanging on the rice paper couldn't be put down for a long time.

She thought that Yun Chu'an had a bit of literary talent in her chest, and it would be easy to compose a poem, and she used this to retaliate against everyone,
But she never thought that Yun Chuan's poems are so amazing, and they can even attract visions from heaven and earth.

After being dazed for a long time, I just came back to my senses, took a deep breath, picked up a pen and wrote down these two lines of poetry.

Yun Chu'an drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, looked up at the moon, and even blurted out poems, one after another.

"Yue doesn't know how to drink, so the shadow apprentice follows me."

"Temporarily accompany the moon and the shadows, and the music must be in the spring."

As soon as these four poems came out, the crescent moon in the sky sprinkled all the silvery moonlight, and the bright stars hanging above the sky were even more difficult to see at this time.

Leave all the brilliance in the clouds, as if telling the world that only the bright moon can correspond to it in this world.

"My song and the moon are wandering, and my dancing shadow is messy."

"When we are awake we meet together, when we are drunk we scatter together."

"Wandering ruthlessly forever, looking forward to Miao Yunhan."

The last six lines of poetry are slowly read out.

"This poem is called "Drinking Alone under the Moon"."

As soon as the words were finished, a slowly turning golden book page appeared above Yun Chuan's head, spinning in the air, and a bright golden beam of light erupted from it, heading straight into the night.

At this moment, the sky above the entire Lin'an City was illuminated with splendor and splendor, fleeting images, visions, and a voice full of ancient breath came, and began to recite Yun Chuan's "Drinking Alone under the Moon" several times endlessly.

""Drinking Alone under the Moon", Yun Chu'an. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows become three people"

The sound is long and long, like the sound of mountains and seas, coming from all directions and leaving from all directions, the sound can be heard in the city within a thousand miles away from Lin'an City, and when looking towards Lin'an City, you can even see the bright golden light that covers the stars and the moon, which has not lasted for a long time. From scattered.

"This is it! The pages of the golden hazel book, the sound of literary ways!"

"I actually saw such a vision in my lifetime! According to the records in the book, the last time it was discovered by a peerless master of poetry more than a hundred years ago!"

"Did Lin'an City give birth to a peerless talent like no other in the world! Yun Chuan, Yun Chuan!"

"Quick! Where is the pen and ink? Get it quickly! Write down this peerless poem immediately!"

The place where the golden light can see, the place where the sound of literature and Taoism can be heard.

Countless literati and writers are crazy about such a vision of heaven and earth.

In the Fengya Pavilion, all the talented scholars were either adoring, or looking at Yun Chuan with a solemn expression, or they were all writing together and leaving ink marks on the paper.

There is no more sound.

Even Xie An and the others could no longer speak at this time, and all the plots and plots in their hearts were swept away, leaving only shock.

To see such a poetic vision, I have only seen it in my life!

This is a real giant in the literary world, a peerless talent!

Lin Wan'er put down the pen, and saw the golden light on the white rice paper. After a few breaths, the brilliance dissipated, and the original black ink stains showed the color of gold strands.

Lin Wan'er stretched out her slender hand, removed the ruler, wanted to pick up the poem and read it carefully, but she couldn't hold up the rice paper all at once, she picked it up with a little force.

Not long after, a group of talented scholars around wrote their pens one after another, and the rice paper in their hands was even more glorious.

Ink becomes gold!

Another natural phenomenon!Anyone who transcribes this song "Drinking Alone under the Moon" on rice paper will have a golden hand!
A moment later, the pages of the golden hazel book on Yun Chuanan's head regenerated, and the pages flipped quickly and shook, the golden light fell, and four large golden characters were born from it.

"Moon, next, alone, drink!"

The four characters stand in the air, full of brilliance, and the sound of Wen Dao is heard in the ears, and they recite "Drinking Alone under the Moon" together.

After the sound is finished and the characters fall, all the four golden characters can't enter Yun Chu'an's body.

An invisible force was washing Yun Chuan's body, and there was a "click" sound in his meridians and bones, and the numbness came from the brain and spread to the limbs.

After the abnormal noise in the body disappeared, Yun Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, only felt that there seemed to be a strange power in the body at this time, blessed in the body, hazy and floating in the dantian, and after a few breaths, it actually condensed into a A scaled-down version of the pages of The Witch Hazel.

"This is talent!
From now on, this son is protected by talent!

Poetry can break the enemy, words can break the false!
Verbal criticism, words must be done! "

"This is a great avenue of cultivation talent!"

After a long time, above the sky, the sounds of literature and Taoism were exhausted, the golden brilliance faded away, and the bright moon and stars reappeared in the sky.

The pages of the golden thread book on Yun Chuan's head also slowly faded away and disappeared into the sky.

All the visions disappeared, leaving only the golden poems in the hands of a group of talents, reminding everyone all the time.

Tonight, the name of Yun Chu'an, a peerless talent who is unparalleled in the world, will move the whole country!
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