Swordsman’s Road Chapter 22: When plagiarism is in progress

　　 Lively, just move on. At this time, the embankment was only half a mile away. All the way, the poem was on the curtain, and the prize was sent out by very few. It was the riot caused by the "throwing bamboo". It was one after another, and the joy was not enough for outsiders. .

　　 Li Ji is here, not looking at the lights, not looking at people, and enjoying the mood. The beauty of the flower lanterns is endless, and the long view is also aesthetic fatigue. As for the little miss children, each one is beautiful and dazzling, but Li Ji is a pragmatist. His division of women is simply two kinds, those who can stay and those who cannot stay. Xichang's trip was only an extremely short stay in his life, and he couldn't delay his future for the crotch.

　　 stopped all the way, the time has passed for more than an hour, and the flow of people has become more crowded. Li Ji bought a pot of honey and looked up to drink in the water room. It was very strange to find a light shed not far away. This is a very simple lampshade with no decoration, but the one by one lamp is actually the most common white paper lamp. The so-called white paper lamp is a white paper that is cylindrical and has no shape, no color, only on white paper. A few freehand brushwork of very few, a snowy mountain with a river underneath, a courtyard by the river, and a few plum blossoms in the courtyard, it is really crude and almost perfunctory.

　　 The woman in the shed, covered with light gauze, can feel a sense of coldness across Lao Yuan.

　　 What makes Li Ji strange is that it is such an extremely simple lampshade, but it is surrounded by dozens of people, most of them are scholars, looking at clothing and fabrics, all of them are valuable goods, want to come to their respective status is not low These people are very quiet and a little out of place with the crowds around.

　　 After seeing it for a while, I didn't see any famous ones. Li Ji turned around and left. It is not surprising that this kind of hype has too many previous lives to gain eyeballs with various unconventional techniques. Seeing no blame, it's blame self-defeating, such a person, ignore her is the best way.

　　"The brother, the younger brother came from Huang Yan. I don’t know what is so special about this young lady, so many people stopped. "A scholar who is obviously also a foreigner can’t help but ask the middle-aged people around him.

　　"Oh, you and other foreigners of course don’t know the origin of this Miss Hua. I tell you that this Miss Hua family is a famous cultivation family in Xichang. For Miss Hua alone, it is also the best Dao Child of Daoist Temple qualification. , sensing Qi entering the Dao over the years, that's just around the corner..." said the middle-aged with a smug look.

　　 ‘Daoist Temple’? Dao Child? Li Ji heard this from afar, and quietly turned back again, which was something he was interested in.

　　 "Really? Really so young..." The foreign scholar's face was unbelief.

　　 "The twelve-year-old entering the Dao palace, two years after leaving the school can enter blessed land, you Huang Yan can have such a character?" The middle-aged man glared, "If you don't believe it, see the prize in the shed...jade slip?...No, no, no , My brother's vision is not met... that is Dao Slip, sensing Qi psychic Dao Slip, now know why so many people stand here?"

　　 "What? Dao Slip? Is this so possible? I heard that Heavenly Dao is difficult to record, and the fairy is separated by two, so such a precious thing is placed here as a gift. It seems to have some respect for Daoism..." During the speech, there was another person who brought up the poem and returned home. Miss Hua's eyebrows were swept away, she put it into a bamboo tube and threw it out. At this moment, 4 or 5 bamboo tubes have been thrown out, and the little misss around them are cheap.

　　 "Hehe, my brother is more hearted. Although immortals and mortals are different is difficult to find, it also scores for whom..." The middle-aged man has a face, "I am rich in livelihood in Xichang, people in the world, hundreds of people in the city. Over the years, there are countless cultivations, especially the Fahrenheit family. Every generation of the family has sensing Qi psychics for centuries and invested in Qixia. The fifth ancestor became the elder of Qixia, a high-powered family. Why not use the basic entered the Gate Dao Slip to entertain people?"

　　 "Aren’t you afraid of leaking it and losing your secret?" The foreign scholars are particularly hard-mouthed.

　　Middle-aged man laughed, "It seems that although the younger brother has heard about cultivation, it is not true. That Dao Slip was originally made by the Xian family, there is no word to pass, no picture to rely on, only to get it For personal use, before the amount of the post, the law knows that Dao Slip preaching is once abolished, and why do you spread the leak?"

　　 "Xiongtai is really knowledgeable, and even these secrets can be known, and the younger brother has been taught." The foreign scholars were really convinced this time.

　　The middle-aged man sighed, "I don't have a lot of talk, but I have experienced Daoist Temple when I was young, blessed land sensing Qi, but unfortunately nothing happened, I missed the Tao, ashamed, ashamed..."

　　 When the two were talking, Li Ji had already been crowded in front of the lamp shed. attentive was watching. Sure enough, there was a Dao Slip in the plate beside the white paper lamp. Thinking of him in the future, he has to join blessed land sensing Qi, which is a lot slower than Daoist Temple Dao Child at this starting point. If he receives this brief, even if there are only three months of training time along the way, it will be of great help to him.

　　Snow mountain, small courtyard, plum blossom. . . Li Ji thought about it a little, and already had a plan in mind. He has passed down countless masterpieces in his past life history, he still remembers a few. today is both demanding and will not pretend to be tall, he has no pressure when a copy is published.

　　 Taking advantage of the vacancies left by successive failures of several scholars, Shi Shiran of Li Ji walked to the case, and the surrounding scholars in his incomprehensible attire chuckled for a while, Li Ji seemed unconscious, condensed for a moment, pen Walking the Dragon Snake, stumbling on the white paper of the plan, and seeing a seven-foot square curtain next to it, clearly showing a few lines of poetry: a few plums in the corner, Ling Han opened alone, knowing that it was not snow, and there was a dark fragrance. ——Yueshi State Wei Guoguang.

　　After the poem, Hua Little Lady waved his hand, and the original false writing on the curtain quickly turned into a real ink dripping. Several color cannons rose into the sky, and the poem was set up. I really deserve to be a person of cultivate Dao, with a sharp eye~IndoMTL.com~ has a decisive personality, but he is not sloppy.

　　 There was a cry of exclamation from the crowd around this shed woman, from Naichang, there were several noble families, who always looked above the top, did not say anything to others, and did not want the lantern festival to be more than halfway. , This makes other people feel uncomfortable.

　　Li Ji smiled slightly, this result was completely in his expectation, his masterpiece came out, and it was invincible. The chanting of plum by Wang Anshi, a great writer of the Northern Song Dynasty, is full of elegant poems, and there is no half-sentence of words. The truth is expressed in plainness, and the strong and noble character of plum blossoms is fully portrayed. Once the poem came out, it was indisputable

　　 There was a maid who took out the tray, Li Ji held Dao Slip in hand, and there was a little excitement in her heart, then the soft voice of Hua Little Lady came: "Mr. this poem, Gao Jie timeless, fresh and dusty, plain and true, fuse with the Dao family sincerity, Everyone is very boli, and I hope Mr. Xiao will accept it."

　　 "Girls don't have to be polite. They only admire Dao Slip before daring to dedicate their poems. Fortunately, this thing, but I should thank the girl." Li Ji is outspoken.

　　 "Mr. is honest, but Mr. Mr. is very upright, honest and unruly. Sooner or later, he will be a man of my generation." There is no legendary love between two loves, nor is there a dog blood at first sight, the reality is not a novel, one side is rich and beautiful, the Daoism is new, the future is unlimited, the other side is shy, mediocre, desperate, If life and death are unclear, how can we intersect? Hua Little Lady will never be short, and Li Ji will not be cheeky.

　　Li Ji left in low-key, Hua Little Lady was simply, withdrew the lamp shed home. The crowd around couldn't help but lament. Those who can encircle here are discerning and insightful. The Dao Slip does not matter to the Hua Little Lady, but for others, it is one hundred or two golds, and it is still priceless. There were a few people inside, and his mind turned away.