From the innate gong to traverse the heavens

Chapter 221 Everyone is Wenchaogong

A song about women's exercises caused waves in Shi Feixuan's heart.

"Mr. Xu, how could you offend Fairy like this..."

When Hou Xibai heard Xu Lang's poem, he felt that it was an offense to the fairy, and immediately wanted to correct it, but seeing Xu Lang's eyes fixed on him, Hou Xibai immediately understood the priority.

Xu Lang is Shi Zhixuan's important guest, and he must treat him well.

And Shi Feixuan is just a beautiful woman whom he just met, he can tell the seriousness from the seriousness.

"Mister really knows how to make Feixuan laugh."

Concubine Shixuan calmed down, looked at Xu Lang and said, "Concubine Xuan's heart is in the way of heaven, so she won't marry." Even so, Concubine Shixuan looked at Xu Lang with an indescribable sense of intimacy in her heart.

This is because Xu Lang's yang celestial vein was opened, and the yang attribute celestial energy attached to it.

The highest state of Cihang Jingzhai's method is the ultimate yin and infinite, so the aura of the same yang attribute is born to attract. Shi Feixuan later "has a special liking" for Xu Ziling, and it is also because Xu Ziling has the immortal energy of the immortal yang attribute , and Xu Lang opened the yang attribute celestial veins, and became orange after training. Even if he didn't study the longevity formula much, to Shi Feixuan, he was still a hundred Xu Zilings.

Xu Lang smiled, Cihang Jingzhai's women don't get married easily, but if they practice the Dao Heart Demon Planting Dafa, they can basically enjoy Jingzhai's fairies.

"Why are you smiling so maliciously, sir?"

Shi Feixuan looked at Xu Lang and asked.

"This is obviously a kind smile, expressing approval of your ambition."

Xu Lang laughed.

"Although Feixuan has little knowledge of the world, the swordsmanship passed down by her master's family has a [heart-to-heart] state. Therefore, Feixuan can also feel likes and dislikes in people's hearts."

Shi Feixuan looked at Xu Lang and said.

"Without a colorful phoenix and flying wings, but with a clear heart?"

Xu Lang asked.

Concubine Shixuan's eyes moved, and she said, "Please teach me the whole poem."

"Last night the stars and the last night wind, the west side of the painting building and the east of Guitang. There is no colorful phoenix flying wings on the body, but the heart has a clear understanding. The next seat is to send the hook spring wine to warm up, and the Cao shoots the wax lamp to be red. I will listen to the drum and go to the official, and go to Malan Turntables."

Xu Lang read.

Shi Feixuan and Xu Ziling Changqiao talked about Zen, first came a Tang poem, and then told the story of the eminent monk in the Tang Dynasty [Hungry to eat and sleepy] Gongan story, and then talked about Du Zichun's chapter in "Xuanguailu" in the Tang Dynasty story.

Everyone is a copy of the text, so Xu Lang is not polite. After all, if he reads it late, the famous Tang poems will be snatched away.

"Send the hook spring wine warm from the other seat, and shoot the wax lamp red..."

Concubine Shixuan read this sentence, looked at Xu Lang strangely, and asked, "Whose famous book is this?"

"mine."

Xu Lang recognized it shamelessly, and said, "I just wrote a poem for you."

"what?"

Hou Xibai screamed from the side, looked at Xu Lang, then at Shi Feixuan, and said, "You two know each other?"

Xu Lang's identity, Hou Xibai is not clear now, but just listening to the poem read by Xu Lang, it seems that these two people have an affair.

"Mr. made fun of Feixuan again."

Shi Feixuan looked at Xu Lang, and explained: "Feixuan's heart has a tacit understanding. She just grasps people's hearts and never has the intention of flying together." Shi Feixuan looked at Hou Xibai again, and said, "I just met this gentleman. Didn't know each other before."

"Sir, you offend the immortals by writing poems like this..."

Hou Xibai was about to reprimand Xu Lang, but seeing Xu Lang's fixed gaze, he turned off the microphone.

He can't afford this man.

It's just that when this kind of poem spreads in the rivers and lakes, there may not necessarily be any rumors.

Hou Xibai felt distressed for Shi Feixuan.

"I did not ask the names of the two gentlemen."

Concubine Shi Xuan smiled and greeted Xi Baidao.

Today her Concubine Shixuan came here just to collect the licking dog, but Xu Lang jumped out from the dog's side, and Concubine Shixuan couldn't figure out the details of the other party.

"My name is Hou Xibai."

Hou Xibai quickly introduced himself, looked at Xu Lang, and said, "He is..."

Xu Lang's gaze made Hou Xibai close the microphone again.

"Xu Lang."

Xu Lang replied.

"It turned out to be Mr. Xu Lang Xu."

Concubine Shixuan nodded slightly, aimed at Hou Xibai, and asked with a smile, "I heard that Young Master Amorous has a beauty fan, on which are pictures of all the beauties that Young Master Amorous has met in his life. I wonder if Feixuan is lucky enough to watch it?"

Hou Xibai opened the folding fan and handed the fan to Shi Feixuan.

Shi Feixuan opened the fan page, and there were six or seven beauties on it, either angry or happy, each with its own characteristics. After seeing it, Shi Feixuan said, "There are indeed many beautiful faces in the city, but I don't know if Feixuan is qualified to be on the fan page." ?”

Concubine Shixuan asked Hou Xibai to paint for her, and by the way left an imprint on Hou Xibai's heart, so that Hou Xibai was subdued.

Hou Xibai heard the words and looked at Shi Feixuan, holding a brush with excited heart and trembling hand, still not knowing how to write.

"I come!"

Xu Lang took the beauty fan and directed Hou Xibai to bring all his paintbrushes. Looking at Shi Feixuan, Xu Lang boldly began to paint on the beauty fan.

Xu Lang really learned painting skills from Li Qiushui, especially Xiaoyao Yufeng has made great progress recently. Shi Feixuan painted it on the beauty fan meticulously.

Hou Xibai followed Xu Lang, looked at Xu Lang's painting, and felt that Xu Lang's brush and ink were different from Shi Zhixuan's. The subtleties made him, a famous painter, feel an eye-opener. Bai looked at Shi Feixuan in surprise, and looked down at the painting below, feeling that Xu Lang's pen and ink seemed to shrink Shi Feixuan and blend it into the fan.

In the painting, the concubine Shi Xuan's eyes are flowing, her charm is natural, the long sword in her hand is about to be drawn, she is completely at the dividing point of tenderness, beauty, indifference and ruthlessness. Looking at the painting, Hou Xibai's heart is shaken and drunk, and at the same time She was thinking about what Shi Feixuan would look like after she drew her sword.

Is it still the way it is now.

"Mister's wonderful pen, please let Feixuan read it."

Shi Feixuan stared blankly at Hou Xibai, smiled softly, walked to the front, looked at the folding fan painted by Xu Lang, looked at herself in the portrait, covered her mouth lightly, her eyes were dazed.

"This painting didn't discredit Feixuan, did it?"

Xu Lang handed the folding fan to Concubine Shixuan, and asked with a smile.

Concubine Shixuan took the painting and examined the concubine Shixuan in the portrait, just like examining her own heart. She was born beautiful, but she was able to have such a peerless appearance in front of her eyes, and the role of the Cihang Sword Code was indispensable. The created Cihang Sword Code is not limited to Buddha or Dao. The sword is Buddha, Dao, Heaven and Heart.

And Shi Feixuan, who is devoted to Taoism, seems gentle and amiable, but in fact she is affectionate and unapproachable.

These things can only be understood by those who practice the Sword Code.

"Mr. Xu's gaze is outstanding. Looking at this painting, it is like a mirror that directly shines on Concubine Xuan's heart."

Shi Feixuan circulated her true energy, dried the ink, then folded the fan, looked at Hou Xibai, and said, "Young Master Hou, it would be nice to give this folding fan to Fei Xuan, so that Fei Xuan can judge herself from time to time."

"well."

Hou Xibai said nothing, no matter what is made of fine steel, what is made of heavenly spider silk, and what kind of flower school is spread, it is not as good as a finger of another concubine.

"Mr. Xu."

Concubine Shixuan looked at Xu Lang and said, "Concubine Xuan is upset today, we will meet again another day." As soon as the words fell, Concubine Shixuan disappeared.

Xu Lang smiled, looked at Hou Xibai who was still intoxicated, and couldn't help sighing: The spare tire can still be used in the car, that's how dog licking is.

(End of this chapter)