Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

After a dance, everyone in the field was still indulging in the beauty just now.

It took a long time before someone started to take the lead in applauding.

Qiao Biluo bowed to everyone and walked forward, walking up to Henry Zhang.

"Qiao Biluo has met the real Xuansheng, how does the real person think Biluo danced just now?"

Qiao Biluo asked shyly.

"The girl's dance is very beautiful."

Zhang Xuansheng said.

"But Biluo felt that Master Xuansheng wasn't very interested, and didn't even applaud him."

Qiao Biluo said in a slightly resentful tone.

Henry Zhang was a little speechless. He was just thinking about other things and forgot.

"Fairy Qiao, I applaud, I just worked hard!"

Mo Shangwang suddenly interjected, looking extremely excited.

Henry Zhang silently gave Brother Doubi a thumbs up, the other party can still come in handy occasionally.

"Who is this boy?"

Seeing Mo Shangwang's diamond-like appearance, Qiao Biluo pondered for a while, and finally called him a son.

"I'm the senior brother of Shenfengmen, Mo Shangwang."

Mo Shangwang put on a pose that he thought he was handsome, and introduced himself.

"It turned out to be Mr. Mo. Biluo is being polite. By the way, this time Biluo also brought something related to the noble family."

After Qiao Biluo saluted, she changed the subject.

After that, he took out a scroll from the storage ring.

Seeing the doubts in Zhang Xuansheng's eyes, he explained: "It is said that it is a treasure related to the master of the noble Liumen, and it is the most precious treasure in the world."

Zhang Xuansheng was a little puzzled, and secretly instigated Doudou to record the appearance of the scroll, and asked him to pass it on to his master.

"Xuansheng, help Master get that thing back!"

As a result, Henry Zhang received a reply within three breaths.

He looked at the scroll and felt that things had become interesting.

Chapter 91: Xiaoyou Mo has a top talent!

"Also, get the scroll and leave quickly, don't have too much contact with this woman!"

Before Henry Zhang asked Doudou to help reply, he received a new message from Master.

It made him a little puzzled, but he still had to do well what the master told him.

"Today is the Fengyuan Festival, and Bi Luo is willing to take out this treasure of the gods to let everyone win a lottery."

Qiao Biluo saw that Zhang Xuansheng did not ask, so he explained to himself.

"According to what Fairy Qiao means, is she going to present this treasure?"

A monk who had been famous for a long time in the banquet asked with interest.

"exactly."

Qiao Biluo smiled.

"Fairy Qiao, what are the conditions?"

A trench merchant asked, his eyes fixed on Qiao Biluo, as if the target was not the so-called god-sealed treasure.

"Biluo was born in Qiongxiao Palace. She likes rhythm, dance, and poetry the most. Today is the Fengyuan Festival. If you write a poem, whoever does it well will belong to this treasure."

As Qiao Biluo spoke, she also shyly glanced at Zhang Xuansheng.

After listening to Qiao Biluo's words, everyone in the venue frowned.

Most of the people present are monks who have been famous for a long time, and they are all focused on cultivation, so they don't have the time to think about poetry.

They thought that Fairy Qiao's request didn't seem like she was going to give away the treasure of the gods.

"Senior Brother Mo, what do you think it could be?"

Henry Zhang asked via voice transmission, wondering if Brother Mo, who knew the sect better than himself, would have a clue.

"Junior Brother Xuansheng, that's just a scroll. How do I know what's in it? Maybe it's some kind of secret book? But it doesn't matter. Since my father and uncle didn't mention it, it must not be something important."

Mo Shangwang replied that he seemed not interested in the contents of the scroll.

"Hahaha, although the way of poetry is loved by ordinary people, it is also elegant, and the old man likes it very much."

Seeing some silence, Li Guanxi, the host, stood up and said.

"If you don't show your ugliness first, you will show your talents."

Li Guanxi continued, obviously preparing to start and let everyone continue.

He has been preparing for this banquet for a long time, and all the people present are people of status, so it is necessary to enliven the atmosphere.

"Biluo, the talent of the city lord Li, has been heard for a long time, and I look forward to the city lord's masterpiece."

Qiao Biluo complimented.

"The old man will show his shame: during the Dongfeng night banquet in the Zifu, the beautiful woman in the blue sky dances all over the city. The divine treasure is touching, and the bright moon is even more pitiful."

After Li Guanxi groaned, he even glanced at Qiao Biluo.

"clap clap"

As soon as the voice fell, there were bursts of applause in the venue.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

All the guests praised it one after another.

Xuansheng Zhang sat under Li Guanxi, and he couldn't help being a little surprised after listening to the other party's poems.

He thought it would be some doggerel, but he didn't expect that City Lord Li still had some ink.

However, the last two lines of the poem were obviously accusing Qiao Biluo, and besides, the other party was suspected of disrupting the banquet.

"City Lord Li is a great talent"

Qiao Biluo didn't know if she heard Li Guanxi's voice-over, but praised with a smile.

"Since City Lord Li has taken the lead, then I will come too."

I saw the previous businessman stood up and said.

"The moon is really full tonight, and there is a banquet in the city that never sleeps. The two flowers are so beautiful, and Fairy Biluo is even more beautiful!"

After reciting the poem, the wealthy businessman still winked at Qiao Biluo, waiting for the applause.

"Nice poem!"

After a while of silence, it was unexpected that Mo Shangwang was the one who took the lead in applauding.

"Good poem, especially the last line, it literally speaks to my heart, senior is a great talent!"

Mo Shangwang praised excitedly.

Henry Zhang quietly moved his seat a little, he wanted to stay away from Brother Mo.

It's too embarrassing!

Huiming, who was sitting next to Mo Shangwang, also looked a little embarrassed.

But Mo Shang forgot to start, and many people reacted and applauded. After all, the merchant is also a person of status, so he has to give face.

"Little brother, you have vision! If you were placed in a mortal country, you would be the number one scholar!"

The rich businessman and Mo Shangwang looked at each other with a feeling of sympathy.

"Since senior Zhuyu is in front, I, Mo Shangwang, can't fall into the prestige of my god-sealed door. Next, I will sing a poem to express my love for Fairy Qiao."

Mo Shangwang said, cleared his throat and was about to start reciting poems.

After listening to Mo Shangwang's words, Qiao Biluo smiled even more when she looked at Henry Zhang, as if she felt that the matter was very interesting.

"Brother Mo"

Zhang Xuansheng just wanted to stop Brother Doubi, but he didn't expect that the other party had already spoken.

Sigh, Master Master, don't blame me, please beat me harder this time when you go back!

"Where did the Fengyuan Festival come from? The gods made a lot of contributions. If you want to ask me how I see fairies, the moon represents my heart."

Mo Shangwang chanted affectionately.

Henry Zhang caressed his forehead, thinking that if Master Mo was here, he would have disabled Senior Brother Doubi by several levels.

After Mo Shang Wang finished singing, Qiao Bi laughed coquettishly, as if she was very happy.

"Mr. Mo is a great talent. Bi Luo really likes this poem."

Qiao Biluo said with a smile, and covered her mouth after speaking, with a look of restraint.

Henry Zhang understood the other party very well, and he couldn't stop laughing when he thought about it in another way.

"Little friend is so talented, I admire you!"

It was the same businessman who praised him first, looking at his eyes, he wished he could have a long talk with Mo Shangwang Bingzhu.

In the next period of time, because of the two "roles" of Mo Shangwang and Haoshang, everyone in the venue let themselves go.

Let Zhang Xuansheng refresh his understanding of "poetry".

"Master Xuansheng, why don't you come and have a try?"

Seeing that Zhang Xuansheng hadn't moved for a long time, Qiao Biluo stepped forward and asked.

Henry Zhang just looked at each other with a smile and didn’t speak.

By now, he already understood that this Qiao Biluo definitely had ulterior motives tonight.

"Biluo was negligent. This scroll is precious to others, but it is nothing to Xuansheng, who is going to inherit the master of the Shenfeng sect. Otherwise, if the real person wins the poetry, Biluo will give you a special reward."

At the end of Qiao Biluo's speech, her winking eyes were like silk, and the meaning revealed in her words could not be more obvious.

Everyone present was also shocked, and Mo Shangwang looked at his junior with envy.

"Amitabha, form is emptiness."

Huiming meditated on the sidelines.

Henry Zhang also raised some interest. In the past seven years, he often recalled his days in Luna Palace.

Seven years later, he has achieved great success, but because he is even better, the senior sisters dare not touch him anymore.

Let him feel sorry.

Really, wasn't he very active and put into action before, but this trip, he was very disappointed with his senior sisters.

Henry Zhang flicked his sleeve robe and stood up from the banquet.

He didn't forget the task his master gave him, he just wanted to observe the level of everyone.

In case the cultivators of Nine Heavens Continent are full of talents, he can only say that there is nothing he can do to help his master.

But now, he is [-]% confident that he can win the scroll!

PY repays his favor by pushing a new book by a big guy, obviously I am the trainer, well, his poke ball is as accurate as Zhang Xuansheng.

Summary:

Obviously I am the trainer, why are all my elves better than me, and even more popular than me? ? ?Is something wrong? ?

Chapter 92: Words can't be followed (seeking recommendation tickets)

Seeing Henry Zhang get up, everyone in the venue also quieted down, looking over there expectantly.

Of course they would not accept it, but this is the No. [-] pride in Jiuxiao, the real Xuansheng!