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

"Then let's ask the question.

Lin Qi'an's words caused amazement in the rear.

His Royal Highness, actually asked for an assessment on his own initiative!

Where does he need it?

Daoist Yun Mo begged him to go!

If you can't get in because you don't pass the assessment, wouldn't you cry to death?

After much deliberation, there is only one reason.

The prince wants to set an example himself!

"But can the prince know how to recite poems? I've never heard of it before!"

"have no idea......"

"Your Highness, the cultivation of Talent is terrifying, no one can match it, but in terms of literary talent, I really don't know much about it!"

"Then if you fail later, wouldn't it be embarrassing..."

"Haha, if the prince fails to pass, the one who is crying is Yunmo Dao Palace, they took so much trouble to invite this great Buddha!"

"That's right... If the prince doesn't participate, wouldn't we come here in vain?"

At this time, the Holy Maiden Moqiu and all the Elders came out to greet her.

I heard Lin Qi'an asking for an assessment.

They are flustered!

If they fail, they will be the losers!

Every heart is raised in the throat, I only hope that Shizi can really recite some poems, as long as he can read them clearly, he will definitely let them pass.

After all, the difficulty of the first sentence of the Feihua order is "567" and it is not too high.

The Elder who was in charge of setting the questions was sweating profusely and his hands were shaking!

If one is not done well, I'm afraid my own people will be gone!

Come up with the easiest questions!

"His Royal Highness, this question is written in Chinese characters."

Next, Lin Qi'an only needs to say a poem with flowers, and he will be regarded as a doctor.

Everyone thought he would think for a long time.

But even those truly gifted scholars just thought of the poems about flowers, and Lin Qi'an spoke.

Almost without hesitation, without spending any extra time thinking.

"The night comes wind and rain, Whispering Colour."

Lin Qi'an naturally doesn't need to think about the song "Spring Dawn" that everyone can memorize.

The back suddenly boiled, countless people opened their mouths, and their pupils were filled with shock!

"I have never heard of the poem that the son said! Could it be that he wrote it himself?"

"In just one sentence, I seem to have seen the scene of flowers falling on a rainy night. This poem is absolutely level!"

"Damn it, Shi Zi actually has literary talents?"

"There is more? This Artistic Conception is beyond the imagination of ordinary geniuses!"

"Uh...won't the crown prince do it himself?"

"That's impossible. His Royal Highness is already handsome and strong. If he still has this kind of literary talent, how can others live?"

Zhao Qingmeng was also quite surprised.

In the previous life, there was no story of Wenhui, and Lin Qi'an only said a line of poetry when he was hooking up with him.

At that time, I thought he copied it elsewhere, but now it seems that it is not?

"Good poem!"

"Wonderful, really!"

A group of people didn't care about anything, and started flattering directly.

"My God! After listening to this poem, I have a Realm breakthrough!"

All kinds of embarrassment and hype.

Zi Lianyou covered her face, in her heart, "Frost leaves are as red as flowers in February" is the best...  

"Very good!"

Yun Mo Dao Palace went up and down, and at the same time he was relieved, and he was overjoyed.

His Royal Highness not only relied on his own strength to pass the assessment, but also set an example and established rules!

"Pass the examination, please come in!"

Lin Qi'an smiled, and walked into the Sect with the maids.

The entry of the son gave Yun Hei Daozhi great confidence.

Elder said loudly: "Everyone has also seen that even His Royal Highness has passed the assessment, do you still have any objections?"

As soon as this remark came out, it really didn't.

The domineering prince gave Face, and they still dare to mess around!

"Okay, since there is no one, please queue up for the assessment."

"Non-literary club participants, you can go to the mountain villa in North Fifty Miles to rest."

Mo Qiu was wearing a simple and elegant Taoist robe.

Moire ink bamboo, elegant and beautiful.

Under the loose Taoist robe, there is a looming and exquisite figure.

"Your Highness, please come with me, we have already arranged a bedroom for you."

"The Wenhui will start tomorrow, if you have any needs, you can ask the maid to tell me.

Standing in front of the door were two maids in Ruqun with peachy eyes. When the door was opened, there was a delicate fragrance in the room.

All kinds of calligraphy and paintings on the walls are elegantly decorated, but very tasteful, refreshing.

It can be seen that he has used his heart.

"good."

Lin Qi'an nodded with a smile, very satisfied.

"By the way, His Royal Highness, we would like to invite His Highness to comment on the literature meeting tomorrow. I wonder if His Highness is interested?"

Be a judge?

It is everyone who can be a judge at the literary fair!

What book sage, Yunmo Dao Palace Sect Leader, a figure like the national teacher.

Does this girl think too highly of me?

"You think I have the ability?"

Mo Qiu smiled softly: "Although the little girl has little talent and learning, she is familiar with all kinds of poems and songs. Your Highness has just recited them, but she has never heard of them."

"So, this can only be done by His Highness. Since you have such talent and learning, you can do bang!"

Lin Qi'an couldn't say anything.

This wave is very comfortable to lick!

Anyway, he wanted to find an opportunity to suppress the son of fortune, and being a judge was not impossible, so he agreed.

Outside, the assessment of each Sect is still going on.

It is useful to cram for a while, but it is not particularly useful, and at least 90% of them are turned away.

"The book sage has arrived!"

With a loud shout, people backed away one after another.

Saint is here, this Face must be given!

Book sage Wang Yi.

A genius who has become a saint with words.

Wearing a gray robe, with white hair and beard.

Immortal style, detached temperament!

He has been a guest and judge at all previous literary conferences, and is respected by countless literati.

However, some people did not pay attention to the book monster.

But the apprentice behind him.

Qinglian Holy Maiden, Lu Miaoyin!

Wearing a blue dress like a blooming lotus flower, she has a graceful figure, a national beauty and a heavenly fragrance, an extraordinary woman.

As soon as she came, she attracted the attention of countless people.

There was a burst of exclamation.

Especially those male disciples lost their souls on the spot.

Just now they were dumbfounded because of Shizi's maid.

"So beautiful......"

"Such temperament, elegant and refined, she is like a fairy!"

"I would say Tianchi Holy Maiden is more beautiful."

"You don't understand, Tianchi Holy Maiden is a woman of the world, she has no hope! This one has never been close to any man, she is as elegant as a lotus, making us more likely to lust.

"Dude, you are so honest!"

In the awe-inspiring film, Shusheng and Qinglian Holy Maiden were invited inside.

Qinglian Holy Maiden was the best talented woman in the last literary fair, and she and Mo Shuiqiu are close friends, so they were naturally treated as honored guests.

It's just that no one can bring their family members in except the prince.

Therefore, a Confucian shirt man who followed was stopped.

At the same time, a reminder sounded in Lin Qi'an's mind.

[Ding! I found that the leading character "Ji Bai" with luck has successfully intervened in the plot

son of fortune: Ji Bai

Secret treasure: none

Luck: 600 (purple)

The Core of Luck: Essays by Emperor Wenqu

Current Kill Rewards: None

[Hint: When the target's luck drops below 100, you can seize its luck core, obtain permanent luck value, and get all rewards]

The protagonist is a bit weak, and the rewards don't look too good.

Emperor Wenqu's Essays?

Oh, he has something of Emperor Wenqu on him, this is his Gold Finger.

With this thing, you can show off your skills at the literary conference, shocking countless people, and gain the hearts of fairies by the way.

Lin Qi'an opened the divine pupil of destiny villain.

【Jibai, product: 1001

Let's see who his corresponding luck heroine is.

【Lu Miaoyin, hostility: 10】

Another daughter of golden luck.

Qinglian Holy Maiden, Lu Miaoyin, is pretty good and worth taking as a maid.

But Mo Qiu is also very charming, and the final candidate for the bedside should be one of them.

The rest will come to an end sooner or later.

Now, you can enjoy the wonderful plot of son of fortune.

"Boy, who are you? You have to follow me too!

Just as Ji Bai was about to enter, he was stopped.

"I'm with Qinglian Holy Maiden, why can't I enter?"

Elder looked over and saw Lu Yin said: "He is indeed from Qinglian Xiandao."

"That doesn't work either, you must pass the assessment to enter."

"Qinglian Holy Maiden can get preferential treatment, but it doesn't mean you can too."

At the same time, there was a sound from behind.

A person who does not have any Cultivation Base, but also wants to participate in the literary fair?

I'm afraid it's not a poor scholar who came from somewhere!

Sure enough, it is the treatment of the protagonist, and the ridicule is straight to 4.0.

Ji Bai sneered in his heart.

He has read poetry and books for thirty years, and the window is cold every day.

On his body, he even has Emperor Wenqu's essays!

On it, there are recorded poems that Emperor Wenqu has never announced to the world!

How can it be difficult to stop him with a mere flying flower order?

A group of frogs in a well, still mocking me?!

This essay meeting is when I rise up!

"Subject, Flower."

"Haha, what's wrong with flowers?"

Ji Bai sneered, and read aloud:

"The night comes wind and rain, Whispering Colour!"

After the recitation, the audience was silent.

He raised his head, hands behind his back, full of pride in his heart.

This poem is recorded in Emperor Wenqu's essays, and it has never appeared in the world!

They must have never heard of it, so they are already in a daze.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden burst of laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Where did the poor scholar come from, the poems of our Royal Highness?"

It wasn't long after I finished talking, do you think we are fools?"

"That's right, although many of us failed, we still don't copy poems, what a shame!"

At this moment, Wubai was directly petrified in place.

How can it be!.