Villain: My Longyang Dao Body, Holy Maiden Has Turned Into A Scumbag

Ji Bai came to the stage.

A white Confucian shirt, ordinary.

He is the only ordinary person without any Cultivation Base among all the people here!

The unmistakable protagonist template.

What Lin Qi'an has to do is very simple, belittle him as much as possible in this article meeting, and the task can be completed.

"The kid who just wrote a poem to mock the prince?"

"He really has a face!"

"Fuck, I really think of myself as an onion! Why don't you be more sensible and get out early?"

Immediately there was a burst of cynicism from below.

Sure enough, it is standard for the protagonist!

"Hehe, feel free to laugh at me now. Next, I will subvert all of your perceptions." Ji Bai sneered secretly in his heart.

He walked to the center and said loudly: "Today, I, Ji Bai, will compose a song!"

"What, he wants to compose lyrics?"

"It's still self-made, haha!"

It is not easy to create original works, and if some are made forcibly, they will not be read at all, which will only make it more embarrassing.

This Jibai is really courageous.

"This word is called, when will the bright moon appear!"

Lin Qi'an laughed, it turned out that it was a poem in Emperor Wenqu's essays, but he actually took it out and said it was written by himself, which is really embarrassing.

Ji Bai cleared his throat, took two steps, and began to chant.

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

The sentence "five forty zero" caused people to be shocked.

The first sentence sounds extraordinary...

Open your mouth to ask the sky!

This kind of vigor actually came from the mouth of a mortal body?

Suddenly, the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth gathered towards the scholar, rushing into his body frantically.

"Wait, his Realm has improved!"

"He was directly promoted to the Qi Refining Realm!"

"Damn, it turns out that Yinci is also Realm?"

This scene caused everyone to be shocked.

Ji Bai continued to chant: "I don't know the palace in the sky, what year it is. I want to go back with the wind, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu, the heights will be too cold."

After saying this, his breath began to suddenly again!

Psychic world!

In just a few breaths, he crossed from the Qi Refining Realm to the Spiritual Realm!

Incredible!

At this moment, everyone is not calm.

Even Shu Sheng and Mo Sheng looked at this young man with admiration.

These few words are absolutely perfect

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.

By wind!

His Realm climbed again, crossed another big Realm, and went straight to the wind.

From a mortal body to a wind cultivator, it only took such a short time?

Ji Bai felt complacent.

As I said earlier, all of you will look at me with admiration.

Is it a waste of time to study hard in the cold window for thirty years?

At the Wenqu Waterfall, reading the handed down works left by Emperor Wenqu is naturally a matter of course, and it will ascend to heaven in one day.

Turn to Zhuge, low Qi household, according to sleepless.

"There shouldn't be any hatred, what's the point of longing for farewell?"

Yuxiao Realm, he is already Yuxiao Realm!

Everyone opened their mouths, as if they were looking at a monster.

This is witnessing the birth of a miracle.

"People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times."

After reading this sentence, the white of the house is already clear.

It can be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime success!

Others need to count Hundred Years of penance to reach the Realm, he just read a poem.

This is the horror of the protagonist of luck!

"It's such a joys and sorrows, and it's cloudy and sunny."

"Fuck, this is well written, well written!"

"Handed down classics, definitely handed down classics!"

People who can understand are already crazy, and their hearts are unspeakably excited.

Even Lu Miaoyin finally looked at this person with admiration and appreciated him a little more.

However, after reciting the last sentence, Wubai's Realm did not continue.

Because, Emperor Wenqu's essays were damaged here.

The most essential part of this word is lost!

Helpless, the last sentence was added by himself, so the taste was missing and the quality was greatly reduced.

"Hey, the previous ones are all excellent, why did the last sentence suddenly come out!"

"Yeah, I feel that there is a fly in the ointment, what a pity!"

"If it can be better in the end, this word is definitely a work handed down from generation to generation, but now it is a bit less flavorful.

Mo Sheng and Shu Sheng looked at each other, and they both saw the regret in each other's eyes.

If the ending is perfect, this Ci can really be regarded as a masterpiece handed down to the world, and I am afraid that Emperor Wenqu will be shocked when he comes in person!

However, as it is now, it is also very good.

Under everyone's admiring eyes, Ji Bai said bluntly: "I decided to give this word to Fairy Qinglian to express my heart."

"Wow..……"

"My God, this is a public expression of my heart!"

"It's too strong to express love through poetry... This man is indeed a genius!"

Crash!

The sound of jade breaking suddenly resounded on the ground.

The whole audience was in a hustle and bustle, and they were still at this moment.

Silent like a chilling cicada, no one dared to speak.

Because His Royal Highness smashed the jade lamp directly!

It could be seen that there was obvious anger on his face.

Even the maids were frightened.

His Royal Highness has always been indifferent to emotions, why is he suddenly so angry?

Is it because he can't bear the limelight?

"I think... His Royal Highness is a little narrow-minded."

"Although this man's character is not very good, the words he wrote just now are really good."

"Yes, this is a literary society after all, we should support good works, what's the matter with throwing cups!"

"Furthermore, Shizi's previous evaluations were all following the two seniors, and he didn't have his own unique opinions at all.

A small discussion sounded in the guest room.

Obviously, everyone is dissatisfied with Lin Qi'an's behavior.

But no one dared to speak out.

Only Zhao Ziyu smiled: "Lin Qi'an, throwing a cup at the literary meeting [what do you mean? Is it so that you can't see others well!"

The prince's question touched everyone's heart.

Let's see how Shizi responds?

If it's not handled well, I'm afraid there will be nothing left to talk about today.

Ji Bai also sneered again and again: "I don't know what your Highness's opinion is, but it's okay to say it?"

"Do you want my son to evaluate it? Yes, it is even worse than the shit of wild dogs on the side of the road!"

Lin Qi'an's fierce words caused dissatisfaction among Japanese filmmakers again.

Because that's too much to say!

Even if you want to belittle it deliberately, it's not like this, it's not convincing at all.

"Your Highness, I'm a little anxious." Ji Bai sneered.

He felt extremely refreshed in his heart, and the feeling of stepping on Shizi's head was really good.

"As a literati, plagiarizing poems for his own use and trying to gain fame is disgusting!"

What, Shizi said he plagiarized others?

Impossible, if there is such a word, it is definitely a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, how could I not know it?

That's right...... Everyone doesn't know, isn't that his own work?

Even the two old seniors shook their heads.

"Lin Qi'an, stop spitting blood!"

Ji Bai is in a hurry...

Because he did plagiarize.

But this is the work of Emperor Wenqu, and no one else has ever known about it. Why can Lin Qi'an see through it at a glance?

Impossible! He must be talking nonsense!

But what he said next was to let Ji Bai petrify in place on the spot.

"This word expresses the feelings of longing for loved ones."

"And you, reciting it as a love poem is simply nonsense!"

"I also want to give the plagiarized words to others. My son is really sick to his stomach when he sees it.

When will the Water Tune Getou Bright Moon be available?

Author Su Shi.

It is the missing of Little Brother Su Zhe, whom I haven't seen in seven years, through the bright moon of Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Fart, how do you know this poem is missing your loved ones!" Ji Bai's mind was shaken, and he retorted subconsciously.

But as soon as he said it, he regretted it.

Sure enough, there was a wave of waves all around.

If he really made the word himself, then why does he need to ask such a rhetorical question?

Shouldn't it be said: You know the shit I wrote?

"It's really a plagiarism..."

"That's too not wanting face, it's really disgusting!"

Ji Bai subconsciously looked at Lu Miaoyin, and found that her beautiful face was covered with frost, and her eyes were full of disgust.

Plagiarizing poems as own is the most disgusting!

Not once, but twice in a row.

The prince scolded him, but it was considered light.

"Nonsense, what a load of nonsense!"

Ji Bai said coldly: "Since everyone has never heard of this word, why do you think I am plagiarizing?"

"Lin Qi'an, what you say is unfounded. If there is no real evidence, don't frame me here!"

"True evidence? Yes.

Lin Qi'an picked up a glass of wine and stood up.

Drank it down and looked up at the moon.

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

"I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is it?"

The clear and clear voice was brought to everyone's ears by Ye Feng, causing waves of waves in people's hearts.

"The son of the world must also recite this word!"

"The taste and feeling are completely different from before..."

"Yes, feelings have changed!"

Go ahead and listen.

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold in the heights.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.

Turn to 5.8 Zhuge, low Qihu, according to Wumian.

There should be no hatred, what's the matter of longing for the farewell?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxing and waning. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times.

Hearing this, the feelings in people's hearts are completely different from those just now......

Sure enough, in Shizi's recitation, he could hear the traces of longing.

On the way of cultivating the Tao, there are many sorrows.

You can live forever, but what about your relatives? What about your parents?

Maybe when you were born to practice, your parents still had thick black hair and were healthy and disease-free.

But when he returned home, his hair was gray and his body was old.

At this point, no one has spoken...

Both Shu Sheng and Mo Sheng closed their eyes and felt the longing in it carefully.

It was as if the long river of time had finally turned back and saw the relative in memory again.

Lu Miaoyin and Moqiu's eyes stayed on Lin Qi'an almost inseparably, and as he recited poems, his thoughts drifted far away.

It's just a pity.

The last sentence of this word is not good!

Maybe it will destroy all the emotions that have been brewing before.

It's a pity.

But when Lin Qi'an read the last sentence.

Everyone's expressions changed!

"Nung, moon and new moon.".