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

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

Nung, moon and new moon.

After listening, everyone's face changed dramatically!

The last line that His Royal Highness recited was written differently in Wubai!

The expressions on the faces of these literati from all walks of life in the north and south of the river became visibly excited and excited.

Even trembling all over!

This sentence can hardly be used to describe...

For a while, no one spoke without authorization, and in the silent night, they savored the whole words carefully.

half an hour later...

"good!"

A good word of excitement broke the tranquility.

In an instant, a thousand layers of waves were stirred up!

"What a "I wish you a long life, a thousand miles together"!"

"This is the finishing touch!"

"I didn't expect the last sentence of this word to be so wonderful, it is completely different from the previous one."

"Haha, it really is a masterpiece!"

Not to mention those real literati, even those ordinary people who fish in troubled waters can also hear the beauty of the latter, which is by no means comparable to the former!

After listening, everyone couldn't help repeating it in their hearts, over and over again.

The more you savor it, the more you can discover its subtlety, which is simply indescribable.

Countless appreciative gazes focused on Lin Qi'an at the same time.

If it wasn't for him, today's word that has been handed down from generation to generation might be covered in dust!

The maids really don't know that His Royal Highness has such talent!

Handsome appearance, Transcendent talent, good literary talent, 24 is still Taoist!

Can so many advantages be concentrated in one man?

"I... seem to have realized something!"

Lu Miaoyin felt the sudden rising breath in her body, and her beautiful eyes kept trembling!

When I heard Ji Bai recite this poem before, I just thought it was a masterpiece.

But after listening to Lin Qi'an's words, combined with the feeling of missing her loved ones in the words, her perception has undergone an earth-shaking change!

Entering the Tao with writing, the two resonate.

Small Realm, improved!

It was actually promoted directly from the Qingguangjing Third Stage to the Fourth Stage!

She knew it in her heart.

Lin Qi'an is right, without him, everyone would be misled!

"good words!"

Calligrapher Wang Yi suddenly stood up.

Picking up the wine glass, the thick voice resounded through the audience.

"In order to thank the son, I will offer a toast first!"

After all, drink it up.

Talented scholars and beauties lamented one after another, and it can be seen how good this word is to be able to let Saint, who is a man of literature, take the initiative to thank him.

Lin Qi'an has become the focus of much attention.

Zhao Ziyu saw that he was in the limelight again, and he was not disturbed. He asked through voice transmission with his spiritual thoughts: "Master, is this word really so good?"

"A treasure of literature!"

In comparison, Wu Bai's complexion is hideously ugly!

"Impossible, impossible..."

He staggered two steps, his lips turned white.

Why does Lin Bi'an know how to write the lyrics of Emperor Wenqu?!

Obviously only recorded in the essay.

What he knew, it was still the complete version!

When his mind was shocked, people's attention came again.

"It's plagiarism again, not all of it!"

"Sure enough, dogs can't change eating shit, it's a pity I defended him just now.

"Yeah, this guy is simply insulting our IQ by pressing it to the ground!"

"Get out! Disgraceful."

Those who doubted Lin Qi'an's ability before, those who questioned him, feel so guilty that they can't wait to kneel down and apologize!

Their guilt will turn into anger again, denouncing Wubai.

Such a person, let alone a literati, even ordinary people look down on him!

Ji Bai clenched his fists and turned his head to look at Lu Miaoyin.

"Miaoyin, listen to my explanation, I really didn't copy it...

"No need to say much."

"From now on, you will have nothing to do with Qinglian Xiandao."

Lu Miaoyin's face is exquisite, her expression is indifferent, and she has the indifference of being thousands of miles away.

[Ding! Ji Bai's road to rise was interrupted, luck value -200, host villain value +2000]

At this time, the son of fortune has only 300 luck left.

Lin Qi'an can already kill him and take the Qi Luck Core.

It's boring, it's too easy to kill him, and the rewards are not enough.

"All be quiet!"

"Excuse me, my son, can you tell the real author of this word?"

Everyone is very curious, since this word is not written by Ji Bai, nor is it the prince, who is it?

Lin Qi'an didn't take the credit either, and said calmly: "Naturally, it is the work left by Emperor Wenqu. Beiyang was lucky to have a fragmented page, and I have seen some of it."

"It's the Emperor Wenqu!"

"Dare to ask the prince, but there are other unhanded works!"

"Please tell me!"

Everyone was quite excited and spit flying.

"There is indeed one more."

Seeing the urgency of the crowd, Lin Qi'an had no choice but to recite another song.

"Drinking Alone Under the Moon".

I thought I was here to copy poems to pretend.

Unexpectedly, the person who copied the poem became the son of fortune, and the copy failed.

Just when everyone was still immersed in the Artistic Conception of drinking alone under the moon.

bang!!

The waterfall that flew straight down suddenly exploded!

The wind howled, the air twisted, and the Milky Way flowed backwards.

"what happened...….."

"Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi are frantically converging in the past, what happened!"

"What a strong breath!"

I saw a door of light slowly appearing in the center of the waterfall.

The light of the Sacred flows like water.

"This...this is Emperor Wenqu's secret realm!"

"The poem chanted by Shizi resonated in the secret realm!"

"My God, there really is a Great Emperor secret realm here!"

People's eyes are full of fanaticism.

If he can obtain the inheritance of Emperor Wenqu in the secret realm, then he will soar into the sky!

Especially Lu Miaoyin, who has always been calm, can't hide the heat in her eyes!

After all, her pursuit is to learn Taoism through writing, just like Di Wenqu!

Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness opened the secret realm by reciting poems, and gave himself a chance to realize his way!

I am very grateful.

Even Wensheng and Mosheng, as well as the old national teacher behind Zhao Ziyu, could no longer keep calm.

Great Emperor secret realm, who wouldn't be tempted?

suddenly.

That secret realm exploded with powerful suction!

Like a vortex in the deep sea.

This is the secret realm choosing its own people!

The selected people are all talented scholars and beauties who have shown their talents at the literary fair before and have a certain level.

The rest are not eligible to enter.

"Don't miss this opportunity, fast forward!"

Those who were not selected were desperately trying to break into the secret realm.

Wen Sheng Mo Sheng also got up and flew up at the same time!

But if you are not selected, no one can come, including Saint!

Without exception, they were all blocked.

"The secret realm is closing!"

"Damn it..."

But dozens of interest time.

The light on the secret realm has dimmed, and the entrance is completely closed.

Hundreds of people were left standing on the ground mourning.

There were less than a hundred people who went in.

Those hundred people will be eligible to fight for the inheritance of Emperor Wenqu!

For the rest, they can only wait and see from the outside, waiting for the results.

only

"Where is this?"

"Could it be the space in that secret realm?"

"Yes, we were just sucked in..."

"Wait, you can't use Spirit Power here!"

People came back to their senses one after another.

Lin Qi'an, Mo Qiu, Lu Miaoyin et al.

Ji Bai also came in, after all, he had something of Emperor Wenqu on him.

Zhao Qingmeng was there too, she just showed her talent!

There were nearly a hundred people present, none of whom were ordinary people.

"Are you all right?"

Lin Qi'an was the first to care about Zhao Qingmeng.

She was just an ordinary girl after all.

"fine…………"

Everyone began to look at the surrounding environment.

This place is actually a battlefield of rolling yellow sand!

Remnants of armored soldiers were scattered on the ground, bones could be seen faintly in the sand, and the air was filled with chilling intent.

in the middle, separated by a border.

On the opposite side, there was a group of soldiers in black armor.

They were all black, as if made of black mud.

Some just hold swords, some ride horses, and some drive chariots!

The person in the center held a battle flag in his hand, majestic and majestic.

"I didn't expect 430 that the secret realm left by this emperor could actually be opened one day."

A voice was brought into everyone's ears by the billowing yellow sand.

"It's Emperor Wenqu! He left behind a remnant of consciousness!"

"This is indeed the secret realm he left behind, great! We all have a chance to get the inheritance!"

"Be quiet, Takumi."

Qinglian Holy Maiden, who has always been elegant, took the initiative to stop everyone.

She doesn't want to miss any key information!

This secret realm is the only opportunity for her to prove the way through literature, and she must go all out.

"Although there is this emperor's inheritance in the secret realm, there is also great danger!"

"If you are not afraid, you can try to break through the four barriers."

"Every time you pass a level, the most outstanding person can get two words of mantra.

"If it fails, everyone will be sent out of the secret realm."

finished listening.

People were ecstatic.

The nine-character mantra of Emperor Wenqu.

Fighters are all arrayed in front!

This is his peerless Supernatural Power.

If you learn it, you can eat Tianxian in your mouth, and you can follow the law when you say it!

One word is enough to kill ten thousand enemies!

It can suppress all demons and heretics, and it is the powerful righteous way Supernatural Power!

Only the top performers get the mantra.

The real competition of Wenhui will only begin now!

"How do we pass this level?"

"Could it be to defeat the troops on the opposite side!"

"But none of us can use Spirit Power, how can we fight this?"

"Nonsense, Emperor Wenqu's secret realm naturally wins with literature!

"Look, there is something under the yellow sand!"

Someone noticed that under the yellow sand, there are actually intricate lines that divide the earth into grids.

"Is this... a chessboard?"

"But what kind of chess is this, why have I never seen it before!"

Everyone looked at each other.

"have no idea......"

Even the two fairies also shook their heads with embarrassment on their faces.

Except Lin Qi'an.

He saw that above the center line, it was clearly written: Chu He Hanjie.

This is not Go.

It's chess!.