Xu Yi said, "Since you want to play, let's play there. I can't tell anyone that my Yuji Immortal's literary talent is not worthy of my name."

Yu Feng smiled slightly and said to Xue Zihan, "Bingyun, let's take the first sentence."

Fairy Bingyun knew that these people were competing for favor and flattering her, racked her brains to make things difficult for her dear husband, but she knew that her husband was talented and had no worries at all. Looking into the distance, she saw the faint green mountains in the distance, surrounded by clouds and mist, and blurted out, "The clouds are better for the mountain."

A very ordinary sentence describes the scenery. Although he knows that his husband is extremely talented, the people around him must rack their brains to make things difficult for Xu Langjun, and she will never make any strange and dangerous sentences.

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Lunqiu, who was standing on his left, suddenly waved his sleeves, and a stream of light rolled up the clouds and mists in the mountains. Then she saw the distant mountains as dark as dark and the clear water flowed eastward, and she blurted out, "The clouds left the mountains as if they were picturesque."

Everyone said "Miscellaneous", and Xue Zihan also nodded slightly, casting a gaze of praise, which made Song Lunqiu's white face surge and red.

At this time, everyone's eyes were casting towards Yu Feibai on the right side of Song Lunqiu, and he saw his sleeves rolling up, and the clouds and mists all over the sky covered the green mountains. The blue sky curtain suddenly became dark, and he heard him chanting, "The mountains are bright because of the clouds."

"What a wonderful thing, just this sentence, the scenery changes and the weather is steep and broad."

Everyone praised it.

On the Sushanyue Road to the right of Yu Feibai, "The clouds are all the mountains are high and low."

A sudden sentence is not very wonderful, but if it is connected with the previous sentence "The mountains are dark because of the clouds", it will immediately add a lot of color.

Even Xu Yi couldn't help but feel underestimated. The couplets are not difficult, but the couplets are full of atmospheres, and the words are the most difficult.

At this point, this couplet has never fallen behind, which shows that these monks surrounding Xue Zihan are all talented people.

"Land on the stick and stand on the clouds and sand!"

After Xiao Qiushui's words came out, everyone applauded.

If the first four sentences are real scenes, Xiao Qiushui's pen tip turns the scenery from reality to virtual, and brings people into the poem, which means that the subsequent couplets must be written around the "staff" who "stands on the clouds and sand" who "stands on the stick" and so on, if it is both describing the scenery and the title is limited.

"Looking back and seeing the mountain family."

As soon as this sentence in Wuchun City came out, everyone repeatedly said "Miracle". After the Void Scene, it was Void Scene, and turned the vision from a high place to a location, from a distance to a nearby place.

At this point, the atmosphere of the poem continues and the wonderful sentences fall out.

"Wild deer sleeps in the grass of the mountain."

"Mountain ape plays with wild flowers."

Ning Kuoxing and Zheng Zixu came out, and everyone couldn't help but slap the high and praise him. These two sentences were neatly matched, which raised the atmosphere of the entire couplet. What was even more rare is to turn the virtual scenery into a real scene again, which made it more wild.

At this point, everyone around Fairy Bingyun responded, leaving only Xu Yi and Yu Feng, and everyone's eyes were also locked on them.

Yufeng smiled and said, "Why don't you ask for it first, Brother Xu first, I'm afraid that after I pick it up, Brother Xu won't be able to pick it up."

He didn't ask Xu Yi to ask first. As soon as this said, Xu Yi was about to answer the sentence and had to stop.

"It's okay, Brother Yufeng please let me know first. If I just answer a word, it would be disappointing for you. After all, I have worked hard for a long time to set up the stage for me, and I will always sing this big show."

Xu Yi was really interested.

To be honest, his past literary names were almost all obtained by copying the articles, but he himself was not an unlearning person.

Since time traveling, he has read countless classics, and his opinion on poetry and literary skills have increased greatly.

Nowadays, the couplets are not about poetry or lyrics. He has nowhere to copy them even if he wants to. It is a complete test of his urgent talent, and he feels very interested.

"I'm not polite in this way."

Yufeng stared at Xu Yi and said with a smile, "I love mountains for no price!"

In this sentence, everyone was gasping for air, and Xu Yi's face suddenly became cold, and Xue Zihan's pretty face turned pale.

Then, the voices of the crowd in the venue became louder.

"Brother Yufeng is a talented man, Song is convinced today."

"A wonderful sentence, wonderful and wonderful thoughts."

"It's really a stroke of magic. It's not an exaggeration to finish the whole sentence with just this sentence."

“……………………”

For a moment, the audience was filled with cheers, but Xu Yi was silent. In fact, even Xu Yi himself couldn't help but admire Yu Feng's talent in his heart. At this point, the couplets were frequent, the scenery changed, and the visual cycle was circling. Even the wonderful sentences could still be continued.

Until the sentence Yufeng was released, the momentum was immediately lost, and the sentence "I love mountains are priceless", if you look at the overall situation, you will achieve the effect of summarizing the main points.

If the entire couplet is compared to painting, the Yufeng is undoubtedly the finishing touch and the last stroke. He handed the pen to others, and the others could not continue anyway.

"Brother Xu, please!"

The smile on Yufeng's face was still calm.

"That's right, Fellow Daoist Xu, please."

"As a great master of Yuji Immortal, Fellow Daoist Xu will never lose his reputation as Yuji Immortal."

"More importantly, fellow Daoist Xu and Bingyun have the talent of Bingyun. If you think of Bingyun, you will get the talent of Bingyun. If you want to answer this sentence, it will be easy."

“…………”

Since Yu Feng handed the sword in his hand, these people would not be polite to Xu Yi. From the beginning, everyone disliked him, even though Fairy Bingyun did not make any mistakes with Xu Yi.

Mainly in their opinion, Xu Yi is too vulgar. Such a vulgar person is still the junior brother of Fairy Bingyun. Youdao is close to the water. Although Fairy Bingyun will never have a good impression of this person, she cannot resist the conditions for harassment of this person all day long.

Now, there is a way to make this guy look shameless, so naturally there is no reason to let it go.

Xu Yi never cared about the troubles of the crowd. He thought about the sentences.

Suddenly, blessings came to my heart and said loudly, "Yunshan loves us too."

The noisy sound suddenly stopped. Xue Zihan took a deep breath before he could burst out with a loud shout.

Everyone stared at Xu Yi as if they were looking at a monster. Yu Feng's eyes finally changed.

Originally, in his eyes, Xu Yi was just a little talented and must have used the tricks of villains to finally get rid of Bingyun. He only had endless anger towards Xu Yi and looked down on him like an ant.

Until now, the saying "Yunshan also loves us" made him start to examine Xu Yi again.

After a full ten breaths of silence in the field, he listened to Xu Yi, "It's so dangerous, I finally got it. Although it's not satisfactory, I'm still qualified, right?"

Everyone was stinking and ignored them.

In the eyes of everyone, Xu Yi was already a vulgar man who was pestering the fairy Bingyun near the water. But this vulgar man is so talented that it will be difficult to protect Fairy Bingyun...

"How did you think of it is really hard."

Fairy Bingyun thought to Xu Yi that at this moment, joy and happiness were simply overflowing in her heart.

In the past, Xu Yi was his loyal little fan with his talent in poetry and poetry. Now, when Xu Yi was good at writing, she seemed to see her great hero coming to pick her up on colorful auspicious clouds.

Xu Yi said shamelessly, "I mean a little, but when I think of an old poem I wrote in the past, I saw that the green mountains were so charming. I thought that the green mountains should be like this, so I used it for a while and then followed it."

Fairy Bingyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, "This sentence is not written by a man, at least not made by himself, but given to others, was it for Sister Zimo? Or Sister Yinqiu, or Sister Xuanxuan, or Sister Yan Zi..."

Xu Yi felt a bolt from the blue, and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it. His previous pride disappeared, leaving only embarrassment.

Seeing Xu Yi's shameless eyebrows and drooping eyes, Fairy Bingyun's starry eyes flashed, and said, "Xu Lang doesn't need to worry too much. As early as in the Great Yue Dynasty, I knew that Sister Zimo would be able to get Xu Lang to stand face to face and miss you, Zi Han died without regrets."

She and Xu Yi were entangled, and she had been through many disasters between life and death. This thread of love has been connected for a hundred years in a blink of an eye. Now she can still meet him face to face. She is satisfied and has no need for more.

"I always let you down."

Xu Yi passed away a thought and said loudly, "You guys, couplets are just a game of words. Should we do a serious business? Senior sister, Master's birthday is approaching. If we can get a high-grade divine character here and celebrate her birthday, I will definitely be very pleased to come to Master. Junior brother, I don't have the ability to do this, so I can only fall on you, Senior sister."

He was eager to change the subject and did not want to be confused about love affairs.

"In this way, you can quickly follow me to attack the wall."

As soon as Xue Zihan finished speaking, she fled to the west. Xu Yi followed him and everyone rushed over.

Indeed, for monks, poetry and ideas are ultimately a minor path. Even if you write articles out of flowers, it is useless for practice.
Chapter completed!