Gou Zai Xian Qin Lian Gui Cultivation Immortal

Chapter 61
On the suspended jade building, Jiang Gan paced back and forth, his voice resounding like gold and stone, resounding for hundreds of miles.

"There are beauties in the north, who are peerless and independent. Once you look at the city of Qingren, you will look at the country of Qingren. It is better not to know the city and the country. It is hard to find a beautiful woman again."

After the words fell, Wenquxing once again burst into bright starlight, creating a vision in the void.

A stunning beauty stands in the north, her appearance is unparalleled in the world, extraordinary and outstanding, she disdains all flowers competing for beauty, and is independent without knowing anyone.

When she appeared in front of the city, she just glanced at the guards and soldiers, who abandoned their weapons and the city walls fell.

With beautiful eyes looking forward, he inadvertently glanced at the king, and the king fell in love with him.The feudal lords of the Fenghuo drama only smiled for An Jiaren, and the country perished.

Looking at the vision in the void, everyone couldn't help being indulging in the beauty's peerless face, and they seemed to smell a rich fragrance in their noses, which was endless.

The pores all over the body are stretched, and the appearance of being in the air makes people mesmerized.

"My God, Wenqu stars are moving, visions are formed naturally, and it is another masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!"

"In a short period of time, two masterpieces have been handed down from generation to generation. This kind of poetic talent makes people have to be convinced!"

"So talented, no wonder you don't like our poems!"

After listening to the second song sung by Jiang Gan, everyone on the cloud platform was silent first, and then burst into applause. Many scholars were flushed with excitement, and the anger in their hearts was swept away.

If a person is better than you, he belittles you, and you will feel angry.

If he is much better than you, you will take his belittling for granted.

If he's better than everyone else, you'll be flattered by his belittling.

Thinking of today's events, it will definitely be able to make history clear. As the background board of these two masterpieces handed down from generation to generation, they will also be famous in history.

Although their names will be replaced by a word, they will leave a mark in the history after all.

Besides, as a literati, who is not good at spring and autumn brushwork?
Today's events can also be written into the notes for future generations to look up!

"Have you noticed that the beauties in the visions of the two poems are somewhat similar to Miss Shi Shi?"

An exclamation suddenly sounded, as if some shocking secret had been discovered.

The owner of this voice is none other than Yang Xuanyi.

Thinking about it, the literati present are carefully savoring the subtlety of poetry, and they pay a little attention to the vision of the void.

Only Yang Xuanyi, who has mastered the seven orifices and six orifices in the way of poetry, can focus on the vision of poetry in the void.

"Indeed, it seems that these two poems were written for Miss Shi Shi!"

"If it weren't for the peerless demeanor of Master Shishi, how could there be these two masterpieces handed down from generation to generation!"

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Hearing everyone's discussion, Li Shishi's delicate and pretty face flushed.

The fox girl is passionate, especially fond of poetry and songs, and Li Shishi is no exception.

A pair of water-cutting autumn pupils, somehow became more affectionate, making them even more captivating.

At the same time, with the approval of everyone, under the blessing of faith, a faint ray of Wenqu starlight shrouded Li Shishi, washing away the faint evil spirit around her.

As the creator of handed down poems, Jiang Gan's benefits are naturally the greatest.

He could clearly feel that under the baptism of Wenqu starlight, [-]% of Yinshen had transformed into flesh and blood.

He only needs four or five more poems handed down from ancient times, and his yin god can completely transform into the body of a ghost and fairy.

If it weren't for the immortal Qin Shihuang who imprinted the way of immortality and martial arts into the world, and every step of practice had to be done step by step, Jiang Gan would even have an epiphany and become a fairy instantly.

Before the change of heaven in ancient times, monks of the third rank were called immortals.

The third-rank yin gods, ghosts and immortals have a lifespan of a thousand years, reincarnated for nine lives, and their true spirits are not ignorant, and they accumulate the power of previous lives to become immortals.

The second-rank Yuanshen Sanxian, with a lifespan of [-] years, uses the nine-day thunder to baptize the Yuanshen, and the Yuanshen can be reborn if a wisp of Yuanshen is not destroyed.

The earth immortal of the first rank and three calamities, with a life span of ten thousand years, uses the veins of the earth to open up a blessed land, and the imprint of the primordial spirit entrusts the void of the blessed land, the blessed land is immortal, and the earth immortal does not die.

But now, the Dao of Immortals and Dao of Martial Arts spread across the sky, covering all living beings in Xianqin like a net of heaven and earth.

This is not only a shelter for hundreds of millions of living beings, but also a shackle for all living beings.

For the vast majority of people, the Ninth Grade of Immortal Martial Arts, one step at a time, is difficult to practice, but there are steps to climb after all, and there is a slight possibility of proving the Tao of immortals and gods.

And for those peerless arrogance, the ninth rank of immortal martial arts is the nine shackles that lie on the road to immortality, preventing them from reaching the sky in one step.

There are gains and losses. These nine shackles prevent those arrogance from reaching the sky in one step, but they also allow them to lay the most solid foundation.

This is also one of the main reasons why those Tianjiao were able to prove the immortal gods in just a few hundred years in the ancient times.

Having experienced the benefits of Wenqu Starlight, how could Jiang Gan stop copying Wenqu, this is undoubtedly equivalent to prostitution, and there is no limit to the comfort!
With a wave of Jiang Gan's long sleeve, a jug of fine wine turned into a stream of light and fell into his palm.

He raised his head and drank the wine in the jug, and threw the jug into the lake, stirring up a circle of water splashes, and continued to sing:

"Yunxiang's clothes are beautiful and beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold of Revlon. If we don't meet at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we will meet at Yaotai under the moon!"

Looking at the shocked crowd, Jiang Gan sang the fourth song lightly:
"Flower shadows and half-curtain first sleep, embroidered shoes and then move away. Peeping makeup forcefully pushes the green window. After the flowers and butterflies are separated, it's like returning to a dream for the first time."

"Slender fingers flick the Ou to call the female companion, and they linger together when they come out of the curtain. Leisurely lean the sleeves on the vermilion gate. The building is near the water, and the swallows are flying in the afternoon."

Jiang Gan continued to sing the fifth song:

"The hills overlap and the golden light fades away, and the clouds on the temples want to burn the fragrance and snow on the cheeks. Lazy to draw the eyebrows, and it is too late to make up and wash."

"Looking at the front and back mirrors of the flowers, the flower surfaces complement each other. The new post embroiders Luo Ru, and both golden partridges."

After a pause, Jiang Gan continued: "Its shape is as graceful as a frightened bird, and as graceful as a wandering dragon. Rongyao Qiuju, luxuriant spring pine."

"The beard is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind."

"Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising into the morning glow; when observing it by force, it is as bright as a flower leaf coming out of swimming waves..."

As Jiang Gan recited, Wenqu starlight fell down like a waterfall, and the superimposed visions of poetry and poetry enveloped the entire Bianliang City.

The brilliance is like water, the beauty is like jade, it seems real and illusory, like a fairy world, making people mesmerized!

A steady stream of Wenqu star power poured into Yinshen, continuously nourishing and strengthening Yinshen.

Jiang Gan only felt refreshed and refreshed, and a pure vitality emanated from Yinshen's body.

At this time, Jiang Gan's yin spirit is almost the same as that of ordinary people, able to leave the body and exist in the world forever.

If Jiang Gan is willing, he can even get rid of the shackles of the immortal way, refine the power of heaven and earth, and incarnate into the god of Jinshe.

At this moment, Jiang Gan sensed a terrifying aura of awe-inspiring approaching quickly, his heart froze, and he directly cast the technique of fire escape.

A flash of fire flashed, and Jiang Qianyin disappeared, and returned to his body unknowingly, leaving only a poem resounding between heaven and earth.

"Heaven did not give birth to me, Wu Yazi, and the way of writing is like a long night!"

(End of this chapter)