In Guanghan Palace, Jiang Chenyu, who had withdrawn from the secret realm, sneered.

Everything was in the plan, and others thought she had to agree to let all major sects come to seize treasures. In fact, Jiang Chenyu had expected that she had opposed it at first, but she just wanted to let the younger disciples take action.

Her personal disciple is invincible below the Zhitian Realm, and even when facing Zhitian Realm, she still has the power to fight.

When competing for secret treasures, it is basically stable.

Even if other sects have some genius disciples, so what? She can serve as the referee. Once things are out of control, wouldn’t it be better for her to take the treasure directly? Anyway, there is an appointment online, and the heads of other sects cannot be in Hanyue City. Who can stop her then?

When the baby is forcibly grabbed, no one can force her to return it.

This is Jiang Chenyu's plot.

It’s ridiculous that other sects must be thinking about how to send the best disciples to seize the treasure.

The organizer and the referee are both me, how can you win?

"Summon the saint to meet this palace."

"Report to the palace master, the saint has gone to Hanyue City."

Jiang Chenyu nodded when he heard this and asked the maid to retreat, but he was thinking in his heart.

Her apprentice has always liked tranquility, but now Hanyue City is crowded, can she stay there?

Speaking of which, the Hanjiang Poetry Club is coming soon, but it happened to use the name of the Poetry Club to expel those restless guys.

Jiang Chenyu had a certain plan in his mind and issued an edict to go down.

The next morning, Lin Yun was awakened by a noise.

Wang Wanqiu has woken up and is watching the fun.

Lin Yun leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Guanghan Palace is driving people away. On the grounds that the poetry meeting is about to be held, Hanyue City is crowded, tourists who cannot attend the poetry meeting leave Hanyue City."

"So domineering? Is Guanghan Palace really not afraid of offending people?"

"People who can write a poem within a limited time can stay. In this way, the people who stay are more respectful and will naturally speak for them. Those who are driven away will also worry about their reputation and dare not speak out. Doing so will naturally not cause any consequences."

Lin Yun couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, the people in this world of immortal cultivation are all human spirits. In addition to practicing, there are many other places worth learning.

"What should we do?"

"Don't worry, I'm a bit talented too."

Wang Wanqiu said proudly, obviously, she felt that she was not only a little talent, but a lot of talent, and now she was just modest.

Soon, the group of young monks in white robes came to the two of them.

"You already know the reason. Should you leave for the time being, or write a poem?"

The leader looked quite humble and polite, and looked very handsome. Lin Yun had heard that when Guanghan Palace recruited disciples, the first thing he saw was not the talent for cultivation, but the face. Male disciples generally received very few, unless they were very handsome.

so……

If he wants to worship in Guanghan Palace, he just needs to show his face.

However, the purpose of this trip was Shenxiao Sect, and there was also a vinegar jar of Dongfang Hongyue at home. Guanghan Palace, where the yin is strong and the yang is weak, is not suitable for him to stay.

Wang Wanqiu naturally wanted to attend the poetry meeting. She stretched out her hand and said with a smile: "Please give a question."

"If you are going to do something very dangerous now, you may have to sacrifice for it, but this matter is beneficial to the country and the situation. Please write a poem."

Good guy, this is a topic to write poems.

Listening to this topic, Lin Yun subconsciously said in his mind: "Go..."

Forget it, just start.

There is a limited time for writing poetry, and at most one stick of incense is about fifteen minutes.

Wang Wanqiu walked seven steps in the room and was already inspired.

This question happened to fit her mood. Whether it was the plan to assassinate Dongfang Hongyue, the undercover agent beside Dongfang Hongyue, or even later rescue Lin Yun from Lieyang Mountain, she always put her life and death aside.

No need to assume that, recalling his mood at that time, Wang Wanqiu took a step and said, "The bright moon in the sky, the lotus in the pavilion of the water, a gentleman is noble, and my ambition is also far-reaching. The world is evil and the road on earth is dangerous. I wish to carry a three-foot sword to eliminate thieves and traitors, and swear to kill the demons, and distinguish the world from the clear and turbid world. Who says he will not care about his body? I will tear my back to my dreams."

"Okay, okay!"

Lin Yun clapped after Wang Wanqiu finished reciting.

Although I don’t know how to appreciate your poems, we will shout 666.

Just applaud and it's all done.

Wang Wanqiu: “…”

I just immersed in my passionate and tragic atmosphere, and even wanted to shed a few tears. However, when Lin Yun shouted, nothing was gone.

Just very angry.

But her heart was still immersed in that tragic feeling and she didn't have time to get angry.

The tragic atmosphere is gone again and it is uncomfortable.

The disciples from Guanghan Palace also looked at Lin Yun speechlessly.

Are you poisonous?

Such a good poem, can't you understand the thoughts and feelings?

Don't talk, feel it with your heart!

Lin Yun: "I can't feel it. No one except my Chinese teacher dares to let me appreciate poetry."

"This one is..."

The disciple of the team leader asked with a reluctance.

"This is my grandson."

Wang Wanqiu replied.

The man sighed and shook his head and said, "It's a pity that it's a pity."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Lin Yun: “…”

Boy, I remember you.

You must be jealous of me being handsome, right?

Without further ado, I will write down the book and have the opportunity to arrange for you and Eunuch Bi to be your company.

Seeing Lin Yun staring at someone else's back, Wang Wanqiu couldn't help but smile and said, "You're not angry, are you? I think he is right, who asked you to disturb everyone's appreciation of poetry."

She was in a very happy mood. After all, the feeling of being recognized by others is great.

Lin Yun curled his lips and did not argue with her, but said, "That great poet, should we go out for a walk today and inquire about information?"

Wang Wanqiu nodded and said, "It is beneficial to us to drive people with such a big fanfare. Even if the Red Lotus Sect comes to Hanyue City, it is not easy to attack us."

As soon as Wang Wanqiu finished speaking, Lin Yun felt the middle finger of his right hand was getting hot.

That's right, this is also a knowledge of both minds.

The two minds of the index finger are from the Sword Sect.

The two minds of the middle finger are from the Red Lotus Sect.

If you continue like this, you don’t know if your hands are enough.

Hongling called out urgently at this time, but she didn't know what was going on. Lin Yun hurriedly said, "Since that's the case, let's act separately."

Wang Wanqiu's eyes lowered, then smiled and said, "Okay, be careful of everything."

Lin Yun: “…”

He knew that Wang Wanqiu must have thought that he was going to start his activities as a double spy.

Humph, you're stupid, I'm the third level.

Lin Yun responded simply to Hongling, while walking carefully in the sensed direction.

I soon arrived at another inn.

After approaching Hongling, Hongling's voice sounded in Lin Yun's mind.

"Lin Yun, can you write a poem? Please help me think of one."

Lin Yun: “…”
Chapter completed!