"Come on!"

Hong Yiren said happily, without any impatience in his eyes.

The king has no evil way, "a kind of spiritual seedling has a unique nature.

Wait until the autumn wind blows, the roots are cold.

Disperse and transform, tens of billions of gold are tender, illuminating the heaven and earth.

Nine days of holding the room full of the corner.

Sitting on the Madhyamaka, the vision is as good as it is.

A person who lives for a long time will never fade away.”

After Jun Wuxie recited, Hong Yiren lowered his eyebrows and slapped it, nodded and smiled, "The poems and essays are clear and elegant. Unexpectedly, I also have talented people in Xuanqing. It seems that next time the Lotus Festival, I will have a guardian boy who can be a poem and wine."

Jun Wuxie was ecstatic and bowed to the ground, "If you want to drive to the head of the tutor, Wuxie will be in trouble, and he will not refuse."

All the inner disciples were envious and secretly regretted that they were not as good as Jun Wuxie, so they could only sit back and see him beauties.

Suddenly, Jun Wuxie raised his head and said, "You are the new disciple of the sect, Xu Yi, who is so brilliant and beautiful. He has extremely high cultivation qualifications. What's even more rare is that when you listen to legends, Junior Brother Xu also has a peerless poetic talent. On this happy day, why don't the sect's immortal master ask him to write the previous song, which is as beautiful as Wuxie!"

In an instant, everyone looked at Xu Yi. Xu Yi stood at the upper wind vent. The mountain wind was light, his clothes fluttered, and his graceful posture was quite good.

The real person of Chihuo really couldn't suppress the fire anymore, so he was about to get angry. Hong Yidao smiled and said, "Xu Yi, do you have any poems?"

Jun Wuxie looked at Xu Yi with a smile, "Junior Brother Xu, you don't have to be humble anymore. Please do it quickly. The Immortal Master of the Master of the Sect and the Elders are still waiting."

After being suppressed for a long time, his extremely distorted psychology finally expanded slightly.

On the surface, Xu Yi was very popular and had no conflicts with him, and he was not worthy of Jun Wuxie's jealousy.

In fact, Xu Yi's rise violated Jun Wuxie's core interests.

Xu Yi guessed correctly. It was very difficult to refine the spiritual elixir, so the spiritual root cultivators did not have to make too much hope. The spiritual root elders of the entire Xuanqing Sect all obtained the spiritual root refinement by Meng Hong and Taoist Man, and they achieved spiritual roots.

It has been more than ten years since the last time Hongyi Daoren refined the Spirit Pill.

Although it is uncertain when Hongyi Dao Ren can refine the spirit elixir again, there is actually a hidden order among the inner disciples.

Jun Wuxie is almost everyone's expectations and is ranked first in the sequence.

Xu Yi was so strange that he got into it. Not only was his qualifications very high, but he now showed such a trick in front of Hongyi Dao Ren. The panic and jealousy in Jun Wuxie's heart were indescribable.

After all, it is Hong Yidao Ren who is willing to refine the spirit pill for. That obscure ranking cannot restrain Hong Yidao Ren.

Once Hong Yidao Ren fell in love with Xu Yi and refined the Spirit Pill for him, if nothing unexpected happens, Jun Wuxie General will have to wait for another dozen or even decades.

How can he have this patience and not be able to sit idly by and watch the disaster come.

This is why he racked his brains to target Xu Yi, but he was nothing more than to discredit Xu Yi's image in Hongyi's heart.

At this moment, he finally led Hong Yidao Ren to the path of reading Xu Yi's poems. He was about to be embarrassed to see Xu Yi, so how could he feel bad?

Jun Wuxie knew very well that poetry talent and cultivation qualifications are two different things. Xu Yi's high cultivation qualifications do not mean that he has poetry talent.

There are many geniuses in the cultivation world, and there are a few poetic talents like him.

Jun Wuxie stared at Xu Yi tightly, trying to see a little panic from his face, but saw Xu Yi's face calm and smiling, saying, "I didn't expect that I had just entered the inner door. Brother Jun already knew me so much. He just liked to write and write. He was recommended by Brother Meng Jun and was the leader of the Immortal Master, so Xu also wrote a poem."

"Put the spiritual seedlings all over the field with your hands, and then you will see the sky in the water. Only when the six senses are pure is the way. Retreat is to move forward."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole scene was suffocated. Jun Wuxie was so shocked that his eyes almost flew out of his sockets.

Xu Yi's poems are extremely simple, and every word is plain, not as gorgeous as Jun Wuxie.

But the meaning of being outstripped between the lines is that even disciples who are least proficient in poetry can read it.

What is even more rare is that Xu Yi's poems are extremely suitable for the sake of the situation and are not as forced as Jun Wuxie.

In a short period of time, being able to use paintings to write poems and to condense such a brilliant and natural meaning in poetry is simply a poetic talent taught by heaven.

The whole place was silent for a long time. Hong Yi let out a long roar, turned around and left, chanting the sentence "Retreat, it turns out to be forward" repeatedly, and then went down the mountain.

After Hongyi Dao Ren left, Chihuo Zhenren announced that the Prayer Hall was completed and everyone scattered.

Xu Yi was lonely when he came, and was still lonely when he left.

The inner disciples did not make friends with him because of his great show of interest, and each returned to the mountain gate.

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Wuliang Mountain is located in the northwest corner of Xuanqing Sect, facing Mangyu Snow Mountain a hundred miles away, the most cold and quiet.

It was evening when a crescent moon hangs on the top of the snow-capped mountain, making the already beautiful moonlight more and more clear as snow.

Elder Hong sat on the top of the mountain and read books to the moon. What he read this time was not a cultivation book, but a very famous military notes in the secular world.

He often reads this book and is always new.

Today I took it out and read it for half a day, and developed a different view on some aphorisms that I once thought I had understood the three flavors.

Elder Hong was closing the scroll and pondering, and suddenly, a figure rushed up the cliff and bowed from afar, "Report to Elder, Jun Wuxie, please see him."

The person who came was the deputy envoy of Tushita under the command of Elder Hong and the deputy envoy of Qin.

Now that the Qin Envoy has been destroyed, he has taken over the burden of the Qin Envoy. However, Elder Hong has not been promoted to him for a long time, and there is still a key procedure in the Xuanqing Sect Internal Affairs Hall.

Elder Hong still looked into the distance and said coldly, "Those who say right and wrong must be right and wrong, no need to see him, please ask him to go back."

Deputy Envoy Tu was stunned, "He said there is a way to deal with Xu Yi?"

Elder Hong finally turned his head and stared at Deputy Envoy Tu and said, "He has really told you a lot? Did Jun Wuxie come from himself or you found him?"

The Deputy Envoy Tu was about to speak, and Elder Hong continued, "You don't have the chance to lie."

Deputy Tu's body couldn't help but tremble, kowtowed repeatedly, and kept begging for mercy, saying that he was angry with Xu's surname, and specially found Jun Wuxie to let Jun Wuxie take the lead to share the worries of Elder Hong.

"Share the worries? Is it a cause of trouble."

Elder Hong said coldly, "You are too smart. When you see me reading notes, you guessed my intentions and attracted Jun Wuxie. Tu San, I remember that you and Qin Er have always been incompatible?"
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