My wife, the eldest princess of the demon clan, I recite poems and become a sword god

Chapter 86 Bearing Madness for 15 Years (2 in 1, please subscribe!)
The people who spoke out in unison to stop him were Taoist Yurun, Monk Shuanghui, and Dean Jinluo.

Seeing such a big reaction from the other party,

Xie Yongxu pondered for a while, and couldn't help but realize the reason behind it.

can only say,
Even though she was a Land Sword Immortal, she was only thinking about having a few words with her brother at the moment, so she was confused for a moment.

After covering his face and coughing twice, Taoist Yurun sped up his speech and explained:

"As the saying goes, if the Dharma is not transmitted to the six ears, the old affairs of Wutian Guru and the Confucian priests cannot be understood by the poor.

But Junior Brother Jiang did not open the suicide notes of his younger siblings, but directly burned them with Xuan Jing, and finally successfully operated the formation. "

When everyone present heard this, their bodies couldn't help but trembled slightly.

At that time, Jiang Zhenren had a mentality of failure or failure and burning the boat.

Perhaps it is for this reason that

The other party would stay in front of his beloved wife's grave for seven days and seven nights before finally making a decision.

If he had failed, it would have been equivalent to personally destroying the most precious relic left by his beloved wife...

Later, even if Jiang Qingxuan's Taoist heart collapsed because of this, it would be reasonable for him to go crazy.

One thought can make you a Buddha, one thought can make you a demon, there is nothing better than this.

When Li Cheng, who looked at Bai Ye silently, heard this, his already slender figure like a bamboo could not help but straighten his back.

The description of "Stand strong despite being struck by countless blows, no matter how wind blows from east to west, north or south" is more appropriate.

Such a gesture is of course to show his confidence.

In fact,
Li Cheng had never thought before that it would eventually turn into this situation.

But now that the matter has come to this, it would appear too irresponsible for him to push back and forth.

Anyway, the final decision is not in his hands.

All he could do was show confidence in the poem in his heart.

As for whether Bai Ye chooses to play it safe or to go all-in, he will respect it.

The answer to many things in life actually lies in the mystery.

The word 'Tianwen' in the Tianwen formation, in turn, is 'Wentian'.

Even the master who originally created this formation had deep doubts about its probability of success, so he used the word 'question'.

in some sense,
What Bai Ye faces is not only a dilemma, but also a test of human nature.

When the probability of failure of the Tianwen Formation is ridiculously high,

He may well have brought hope to Madame, which in turn brought despair.

From then on, everything between him and Xie Yongxu may seem to be the same as before, but in fact there is a small knot between them that can never be solved.

That kind of flesh thorn that looks innocuous, but it hurts when you touch it.

As high as tomorrow and the moon, loved ones and couples.

If so.

After Taoist Yurun finished speaking, he paused briefly and turned his head to look across the lake from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, he couldn't help but succinctly reminded, word by word:
"Sect Master Bai, in the seven-star lantern array, only the Pojun bronze lantern and the purple emblem main lantern are still on."

Unlike Jiang Qingxuan back then, Bai Ye didn't have seven days and seven nights to think about it.

Xie Zhiyao, who was hiding beside the guards of Xie Mansion, couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart:
The rumored first-class land immortal with great freedom is nothing more than that.

If I had known that I would be in such a difficult choice situation, it would be better to just ignore it from the beginning.

After a few breaths,

Bai Ye missed eye contact with Li Cheng, looked up at the gloomy sky above her head that was obscured by thick clouds, and then looked back.

Looking at the three people next to the cinnabar pen with deep eyes, Bai Ye said in a calm voice:
"A-Cheng is an ordinary person with no cultivation. Can he independently control the cinnabar pen?"

This sounds like both a hypothetical question and a rhetorical question.

The three of them couldn't figure out whether Bai Ye intended to let Li Cheng write the book, or whether he was looking for excuses to deny the other party.

But time is running out now, so Dean Jin took the lead and answered truthfully and concisely:
"You can ask Junior Mengyan to assist you. Your sixth-grade cultivation is enough to hold a pen."

"Then let's do this, ask the three of us to work together to control the formation..."

As he spoke, he stared at the young man not far away like an unsheathed sword:

"A-Cheng, please."

A hammer is fixed.

Bai Ye made the decision and said no more nonsense.

Li Cheng, who was being watched by the other party, nodded heavily.

Even though the other party didn't see his poem, he still chose to trust him.

This prevented Li Cheng from being flattered, but he was a little surprised after all.

next moment,
As Bai Ye thought, the cinnabar pen lying flat on the silk satin suddenly flew up, and then lightly hit the palm of Li Cheng's right hand.

Then,

Bai Ye waved his purple sleeves, and a gust of wind suddenly set off by the lake.

Everyone present couldn't help but turn their heads, and then felt the world spinning.

After they swayed left and right and stood still, they realized that they had been teleported more than ten feet away.

The three of them, Dean Jin, formed an equilateral triangle and stood at the edge of the formation.

Bai Ye and Xie Yongxu stood outside the Tianwen formation, protecting the way of several people in the formation.

Right now,

Only Li Cheng, who was wearing dark black clothes, stood side by side with the girl in white skirt beside the red wooden platform.

Bai Mengyan is one of the few people who knows about Li Cheng's cultivation.

But her expression was very natural, nothing strange could be seen at all, as if she didn't remember that her senior brother was a practitioner at all.

The cold wind blowing from the lake ruffled the girl's straight hair.

see,

Li Cheng took the initiative to block the opponent's back, and at the same time put the cinnabar pen into the girl's fair-skinned jade hand.

And he took the initiative to hold the opponent's slender and strong fingertips holding the pen, and he and the girl were close together.

When he lowered his head, his chin happened to rest on Bai Mengyan's silky little head.

The two people who are perfectly matched in front of them are like a bright scenery, which looks particularly eye-catching.

The three people, including Taoist Yurun, couldn't help but reveal a faint aunt's smile.

Even Xie Yongxu, who was very nervous inside, could not help but utter two words:

"very nice."

Bai Ye, who was hugging his wife's flexible waist, his eyes darkened slightly, and he suddenly felt as if his home had been stolen.

"Two apprentice nephews, are you ready?"

Dean Jin, standing directly opposite the two people, asked loudly with a gentle expression.

The girl, who was leaning on her senior brother's warm embrace, nodded heavily with her cheeks flushed.

See here,

Dean Jin immediately sent out a green-white aura of aura from his fingertips, which wrapped around the cinnabar pen like silk thread.

at the same time,

Taoist Yurun and Monk Shuanghui each shot out a stream of purple and golden energy, which also wrapped around the surface of the cinnabar pen.

next moment,
As if they were sensing each other, the three of them shouted in unison:

"Get up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the complex lines on the surface of the stone bricks under his feet suddenly seemed to come alive, and they suddenly became radiant.

The four poles of east, west, north and south suddenly heard the neighing of ferocious beasts respectively.

The shadow condensed by the true energy turned from virtual to real, and gradually transformed into a huge beast shape three stories high.

Although the animal shadows are all outlined with three-dimensional lines, they are lifelike, with an indescribable sense of oppression.

After looking around for a week,
Even though it was the first time he saw these beast figures of various shapes, Li Cheng was no stranger to their names——

On the left is Qinglong, on the right is Baihu, on the top is Suzaku, and on the bottom is Xuanwu.

The four legendary beasts, also known as the Four Elephants, guard the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest respectively.

Just as the four great beasts looked up to the sky and roared,

The seven-color petals floated from nowhere, spinning and rising like a tornado, and then turned into a rain of flowers and fell down.

The rays of light are colorful and the fairy music is bursting.

In an instant, the interior of the Tianwen Formation was created like a beautiful fairyland.

It seems that this time is not the late autumn when everything dies, but the peak of spring when hundreds of flowers bloom.

Bai Mengyan, who was leaning closely in her senior brother's arms, raised her pretty face slightly and looked at the dazzling scene in front of her, her eyes couldn't help but curve into shallow crescents.

"I love it so much. I watched Flower Rain with my senior brother. Senior brother is the best."

The girl murmured silently in her heart.

Li Cheng, whose clothes were like splashes of ink flying, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in slight surprise.

Because he suddenly discovered that the young junior sister's long black hair blowing in the wind had quietly turned into a bright pink color.

It looks like a cherry blossom tree blooming in the wind in April.

see,

After being stunned for a moment, Li Cheng maintained his inner composure and spoke softly:
"Yanyan, your hair..."

"Ok?"

When the girl heard this, she turned her head as gracefully as an elf and looked back with a charming look.

But the pupils she and Li Cheng were looking at were filled with crystal-clear, burning red.

Like two blazing flames constantly dancing.

Pink hair and red eyes match the delicate white face, so delicate that she looks like a girl stepping out of a comic book.

In a flash,

Thinking of that night in the small courtyard in Qingquan Town, Li Cheng couldn't help but his face changed slightly and he asked quietly:

"Are you... Yanyan?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then murmured with a cute expression:

"Yes, senior brother, what's wrong with my hair?"

Li Cheng was about to say something, but he heard Dean Jin who was on the edge of the formation hurriedly said:

"This is the phantom blessed by the Tianwen Formation on Mengyan's nephew. She can't feel it herself, so don't be distracted."

Hearing this, Li Cheng secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Also, how could the little junior sister who had been with him day and night for nearly ten years suddenly become one body and two souls.

However, the other party's deer-like innocent appearance at this moment is indeed very similar to several anime characters in his previous life.

For example, Eki, my wife Yuno, and...

bah bah bah!
Why do I think of all these pink-haired characters who have a dark heart even if I cut them open?

take back your thoughts,

He shook his head apologetically towards Bai Mengyan, who was facing each other closely, and motioned him to turn around with his eyes.

The girl still nodded in confusion, holding the trembling cinnabar pen tightly in her hand, and slowly turned around again.

Then,

Li Cheng grasped the girl's pink fist again, and he really did not have any distractions, the soft fragrance was in his arms but he didn't feel anything.

The two people standing next to each other in the center of the formation were like a lone boat in a rushing river, silently listening to the roar of the mythical beast and the sound of celestial music.

When the mythical beasts outlined by the lines seem to be solid, the colorful petals are like heavy snowfall.

The three old monks standing outside the formation all changed their gestures in unison, making intricate hand seals, and at the same time spoke plausibly:

"Great Qianyuan, the beginning of all things, is the unification of the sky..."

"Om, well, what, bah, me, hum..."

"Those who are facing the battle, all march forward..."

Accompanied by three people chanting loudly like thunder,
Over the awe-inspiring Tianwen Formation, the gloomy cumulus clouds quietly dispersed, revealing a small square of clear blue sky.

It's like a small, inconspicuous hole in the vast rice paper.

After ten breaths,

The three of them completed the last mudra at the same time, gathered their energy, and shouted in unison, word by word:
"Please, open the door!"

The Xie clan members, who were more than ten feet away from the formation, couldn't help but tremble when they heard the sound.

The strong men of the three religions gathered together to make a petition that sounded like thunder, as if it could reach the ninth level of the sky.

The moment the words first fell,
A beam of light poked out from the opening in the sky, and then fell straight on the senior brothers and sisters who were standing with pens in their hands.

The hissing of the divine beast and the sound of fairy music disappeared in an instant.

The rain of flowers all over the sky stood still for a moment.

The whole world seemed to be quiet because of this.

It was so quiet that Li Cheng could clearly hear the nervous breathing of the girl in front of him.

He glanced at Dean Jin who was facing him across the formation with an indifferent expression.
He noticed that the other person seemed to be repeating something loudly.

Li Cheng, who couldn't hear the other party's voice, judged from the shape of his mouth that it should be "now".

In fact, there was no need for Dean Jin to remind Li Cheng that he had already felt something.

Looking at the bright and slightly dazzling void in front of me,

Li Cheng slowly raised the girl's right hand holding the pen, looked intently in the air, and wrote the first big character with a silver hook -

"absolutely"

Absolute absolute, absolute absolute, unparalleled absolute.

The movement of writing is smooth and smooth, and it contains the momentum of looking down upon everything.

At this moment, Li Cheng, as the actual writer, has a very different mentality than when he was in the Langlang Mountain Underground Palace.

He has deeply penetrated himself into Xie Tingfeng's inner world——

When he was the third young master of the Xie family, he gave up the martial arts and became a civilized person with a noble and lofty ambition;
As the youngest-looking servant in purple in the court, he talks and laughs happily and is in high spirits;
And, Hua Diwei was trapped in the Hidden Sword House for ten years, full of resentment that could not be resolved...

of all kinds,

With Li Cheng's skillful and skillful writing, all his feelings are expressed directly and vented on the invisible paper.

He abandoned the regular script with which he was comfortable, and instead chose to write in cursive script with flying dragons and phoenixes.

Moreover, the glyphs in cursive script are extremely wild and wild.

Just the word "Jue" with a vermilion color made the Xie clan members watching nearby shudder.

This word is as bloody as if it was cut out of the heart, making it impossible to look directly at it.

Bai Ye, who has profound calligraphy skills, frowned when he saw this and couldn't help but comment softly:
"The brushwork is crazy and uninhibited."

After saying that, he couldn't help but have a strong look of curiosity in his eyes.

Under the gaze of his gentle and sharp eyes,
Li Cheng, who seemed to be indifferent, wrote six big characters in a row with great concentration and gracefulness.

The back and forth are like a dusty long sword, ups and downs in this world, difficult to advance and difficult to retreat.

The cursive characters written with a cinnabar pen are difficult to distinguish, but there are still many people with profound culture present.

Dean Jin, who was continuously pumping out grand energy to maintain the operation of the formation, looked up and seemed to be reciting to himself:
"The plan to join the military in an extremely remote area is hopeless."

The meaning of this poem is,
I had no ambition to join the army to serve the country and ride on the desert battlefields, but in the end it was hard to fulfill my ambition, which made me feel confused and helpless.

As the first couplet of this poem, this sentence is somewhat inclined towards the beginning of complaints and complaints, which can only be regarded as quite satisfactory, far from being eye-catching.

If he had seen this sentence in a collection of poems, he would probably not read any further.

however,
Youdao is the name of a person and the shadow of a tree.

The person writing poetry at this moment is not an ordinary unknown person, but a famous immortal who is famous all over the world.

then,

He looked at the unruly Li Cheng with curiosity, and he couldn't wait to see the next line of this poem...

　I wrote the title first, but then I didn’t finish the chapter and couldn’t think of a better title.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)