Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Yu Xuanji clapped her hands, calming the scene down, and said drunkenly: "I presume everyone understands the rules of the Lunar Gala. I won't go into it. But this time, xuanji wanted to fill in a word for the submoon hum, to make up for her regret. If any of your songs entered the eyes of the xuanji and resonated with the zither music of the xuanji's submoon hum and the strange phenomenon appeared again, then it would be the winner of this month's Moon-Viewing Assembly. "Xuanji is willing to graciously invite you to a feast in Brocade Pavilion. Xuanji will personally hold this cup as a sign of respect!"    

    

Once Yu Xuanji's voice fell, it was quiet for a moment before the entire Cloud River began to boil once again.    

    

Fill in the form for Yu Xuanji's name, submoon hum!    

    

If the zither words coincide with each other and the phenomenon reappears, then it is a victory.    

    

And the victor, would not only be allowed to enter the Brocade Pavilion, but also be allowed to enjoy the feast.    

    

To make one of the Four Immortals, the goddess of the dreams of almost all the young generation of the Yun State, serve them with a stick in his hand, was something that they would probably not even dare to imagine.    

    

At least, even the present Lord of Yun State, Marquis of Yun State, had never shown such courtesy before.    

    

At this time, all of the young talents present became excited. They were only competing in words, and this meant that everyone had a chance.    

    

If he won and entered the Brocade Pavilion, then he would become famous overnight!    

    

Not just the ordinary Martial Cultivator, even Yue Qingcang and Cheng Feiyu were faintly excited when they heard this. They wished that they could throw all their competitors into the Cloud River to feed the fishes.    

    

Yun Yang was indifferent, as if he had already planned everything.    

    

There was another person who seemed indifferent.    

    

It was Ling Tian on the boat.    

    

"submoon hum, a poem?"    

    

With a slight frown, Ling Tian rummaged through his mind for a while, and a word that was passed down throughout the ages appeared in his mind.    

    

This time, it seemed to be extremely compatible with the submoon hum.    

    

"Brother Tian, how is it? Can you? " Qin Shaoyang was indescribably excited as he looked at Ling Tian.    

    

This time's battle poem competition was even more difficult than the previous sessions.    

    

"I don't know, but it should be fine." Ling Tian wasn't completely confident this time.    

    

After all, he wasn't sure if he would be able to fulfill the requirement of having his vision reappear.    

    

"That's good. It's best if their faces are swollen! " Qin Shaoyang clenched his fists.    

    

"Heh heh, young master sure has an imposing manner. If young master is truly able to take the lead, then this old and useless one's boat should also have some honor. This old one wishes Young Master success in writing! " The old boatman stroked his beard and laughed.    

    

"Thank you. May I borrow old sir's pen and ink? " Ling Tian cupped his hands and said.    

    

"The young master is too serious, just instruct him and it will be fine."    

    

The old boatman quickly returned the courtesy and took out a study from his side, placing it on top of the Desk. He then bowed and retreated to the side, waiting for Ling Tian to start writing.    

    

"Good. Since everyone has no objection, then Xuanji will announce the start of the inscription. Time is limited to half an incense stick of time!"    

    

With a wave of Yu Xuanji's long sleeve, a stalk of incense floated in front of him.    

    

This was the beginning of the poem!    

    

Just then, on the boat of the Marquis Yun's Mansion, Yun Yang suddenly floated his cape and stood up from the throne, then walked towards the bow step by step.    

    

Following Yun Yang's footwork, they extended forward bit by bit and gradually reached the very front of the platform, allowing Yun Yang and Yu Xuanji to look at each other from a distance of one thousand meters.    

    

"Pen and ink, waiting on you!"    

    

Yun Yang growled, and the maidservants accompanying him quickly handed over an incomparably luxurious set of white jade rooms.    

    

Holding the white jade pen, Yun Yang stood up straight, the river wind blew past him.    

    

He lifted his white cloak, and as his black hair fluttered in the wind, his jade-like face became even more handsome.    

    

In a short moment, it attracted countless shocked ladies and young ladies.    

    

From Yun Yang's appearance and temperament, she really could stand at the very peak of Yun State.    

    

In addition to his illustrious background, in Yun State, he was known as the number one person of the young generation, and there were no objections.    

    

"Xun Ji ?"    

    

Yun Yang's voice was pure, and it was not in the slightest heard by the surrounding infatuated voices. A pair of bright eyes looked towards Yu Xuanji who had been standing in front of his, and said affectionately: "You begged for this poem for a long time. Today, I hope I can make up for the regret in your heart. "    

    

"Xuanji, please wait."    

    

Yu Xuanji bowed slightly. Although her words were polite, a trace of love could already be seen between her brows.    

    

"Tsk tsk, this little hoof, I already told you that he and son of Marquis Yun had already known each other for a long time. Although it was called the Moon Viewing Conference, in truth, it was specially organized by Xuanji for the son of Marquis Yun. truly envious of Others! "    

    

The situation outside was already tense, but right now there was a large bed inside the Brocade Pavilion with jade legs spread outwards.    

    

The woman in the middle had a lovely figure. Although she was young, she looked very charming as she spoke while clicking her tongue.    

    

"Oh? So you want us to come and watch the two of them perform? Isn't this what you're saying! "    

    

"That's right, Sister Yujing, you are one of the Four Immortals, how can you be so willing to be my foil?"    

    

The Leaf beauties on both sides were also discussing amongst themselves at the same time.    

    

"Otherwise, so what? Who asked me to be like a sister to Sister Xuanji?"    

    

That charming beauty, her voice was like the chirping of an oriole, just her voice alone was enough to intoxicate anyone.    

    

She was none other than the Shihua house's current Chief, the Song Immortal, Bian Yujing!    

    

"However ?" Bian Yujing suddenly stood up, walked to the window in an enchanting manner, and looked out at the moonlight, and said indifferently: "I keep having this feeling, that this time something bad is going to happen."    

    

"Oh? Why did Sister Yujing say that, could it be that she is worried that Dong Xiaowang and Chen Duo of the Yi-Hong Courtyard will interfere? "    

    

Behind him, the female disciples of the Leaf were also getting nervous.    

    

"That's not necessary, this New Moon Meet is not related to the matters of our four families, they have no reason to ruin it. Furthermore, with son of Marquis Yun present, they do not have the guts to do so!" Bian Yujing said.    

    

"Then... "Then who is elder sister talking about?"    

    

Bian Yujing shook her head: "I don't know, it's just my intuition, a woman's ?. "Instinct."    

    

As she spoke, a pair of mesmerizing beautiful eyes swept across the ships of the pleasure boat s in front of the platform.    

    

Suddenly, her gaze froze.    

    

In his line of sight, was a young Martial Cultivator wearing a light Golden Dragon pattern robe. He was standing on a shabby little boat, with a confident smile on his face, and a brush in his hand that was like a snake.    

    

Although standing there wasn't as eye-catching as Yun Yang, just a single glance at him was enough to cause anyone to be unable to shift their gaze away.    

    

"What a handsome little Elder Brother ?"    

    

Bian Yujing suddenly laughed, like a blooming flower.