If we talk about the rhythm and rhythm of the parallelism alone, these three poems are all half-baked and likable.

The three people who wrote poems were not Qingya scholars, so there was no deep level of poetry. He Qingqing, the only one who had studied in Qingya, hid in the corner wearing a veil, and his thoughts were all on practicing the piano, and he had no chance with the popular poetry club in the college.

The heroic post is superior to the deep brushwork and the elegance and changeable shape of the characters, which fully demonstrates the calligraphy achievements. When ordinary monks stare for a moment, they will feel a powerful momentum coming, which will shock the gods.

Chen Hongzhu and He Qingqing's poems also contain the magnificent sword energy of "killing a hundred flowers", the magnificent piano charm of "Nine Sky Ring Pei", and the extraordinary ambition of the poet.

‌These three pearls are in front of you. When those who come see them, how dare they leave a book here?

As soon as Yuan Qingshi said he would stop him, people around him agreed:

"Zheng, these two poems have different advantages, but we prefer 'dare to teach the world to change colors'."

"In my opinion, the poem He wrote about the sea of ​​fairy mountains and clouds, and the atmosphere is wider than the hero post next to it, and it is not inferior to the ones next to it! The poem "Wind, Flowers, Snow and Moon" only dares to hide in the corner of the stone table. If you don't look carefully, you won't find it at all."

"And the word "Huayue" was repeated twice before it, and it looked like a single one. How can I compare to the poems of He Zhangmen on the ‌?"

He Qingqing said: "My blessing, you discovered this poem, what about you?"

"I?" The girl who was pointed at was startled and said in a daze, "I don't understand poetry. I just feel that the song "The Master of the Sect is powerful, but it is too hard and intense. This song is both passionate and light. So I still like the romantic love more...ah!" She was poked by her fellow disciples and stared at her hard by people around her, and she no longer...

He Qingqing sighed lowly: "Forget it, the merits and demerits of eternal generations are evaluated by people. Now that I erase it, it seems that I can't afford to lose, so I'll just say."

‌After, he brushed his sleeves gently and turned away.

Everyone hurriedly followed her and surrounded her towards Qiankun Palace.

Yuan Qingshi suddenly looked at the handwriting on the stone table, and there was a sense of bad premonition in it:

Dare to teach the world to change colors.

Now isn’t Master Xuyun the heaven of the Zhengdao Immortal Alliance? What color does Fairy He want to change?

He followed the team absent-mindedly, and his master's previous instructions rang in his ears: "Then He Qingqing is from a humble background and has ordinary qualifications. He changed his fate with a song of wind and snow. But all the way to this day, she is really lucky. She is wild and you may not be able to fight. If you want to control a woman, it is best to marry her wife. When you get married, you will prosper and lose both of them. No matter how much power she has, she is your wife, and you will always be slightly lower than you."

Yuan Qingshi said, Master, I need to try to stop her from doing anything that harms Huaweizong.

"I'll pass it on!" He quickly stepped forward and rushed into the hall.

He Qingqing stood outside the Qiankun Hall and heard a full voice from Xuyun: "President He, we are far away to welcome you. You have to pay more attention to the trivial matters of the Immortal Alliance. Please come to the palace to discuss it."

Everyone in Huawei Sect was half happy and half sad, not knowing whether the leader's injuries improved or was holding on to his spirits.

With a bang, the door of the palace was opened.

He Qingqing strides across the threshold: "If you are doing your part, Master Xuyun doesn't have to be so polite-"

The door was closed in response to her.

The hall was empty, and there were no attendants serving the daily life, and countless sharp swords were floating in the air.

Yuan Qingshi stood in front of the curtain awkwardly: "Well, Master He, the main peak formation is regularly repaired, these are used to test the formation."

He Qingqing smiled faintly and said, "It's okay."

Xuyun was extremely wary of her, and she didn't ask her for help. Except for her, the leader of the righteous sect dared not let anyone know his physical condition.

Xu Yun ordered Yuan Qingshi to stay outside the curtain and only summon He Qingqing to enter.

I saw him sitting cross-legged, pale, his cheeks were deeply sunken, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and his shaped like a ghost. How could he still look like a half-divided immortal style?

"My room has not much experience, so let's go straight to the point. You save me now, and I will save you too. But if you take the opportunity to make some thoughts and tricks... Haha, this is Huawei Sect. With the power of the formation, you will never be able to leave the Qiankun Palace! Have you seen these swords? You are young and have a bright future, so you don't want to fall here with me."

Under the traction of the formation, countless long swords floating in the air trembled and instantly turned, and the tips of the sword were aimed at He Qingqing's back.

Xu Yun first used the gift of entertaining guests to resolve He Qingqing's vigilance, and waited for her to enter Qiankun Palace to relax, and then threatened with the most dangerous means.

Yuan Qingshi was blocked by the curtain and could not hear the two of them being in agreement. He only saw the hilt of the sword turn, and was shocked: "Fairy He, don't disobey your master."

He Qingqing took a step back, as if afraid: "What about?"

Xu Yun said in a slow tone: "Don't be nervous, my injury heals, and I will never treat you badly. After all, when I ascend, Huawei Sect will still be handed over to you."

He has been the head of the sect for two hundred years and skillfully gave a sweet date.

"We?" He Qingqing asked.

"I will hold an engagement ceremony with you, Qingshi." Xu Yun said, "Huaweizong and Xianyin Sect have been together since then, and they are as close as a family."

He Qingqing suddenly realized: "Oh-so you think so."

Xu Yun said: "President He, you are a smart person, you should know that this is the best way."

He Qingqing said as soon as he said: "President Xuyun took the Ascension Pill first, and I will help you exercise your skills."

She has been entering the hall and has always been in a good manner, and has not raised any objections to Xuyun's threat.

Xuyun was very full.

He greedily ate the Ascension Pill, and felt full of vitality rising from the purple palace and flowing through every meridian.

He Qingqing stood on his back, and his hands were sending spiritual energy.

Xu Yun's face quickly returned to rosy and plump, his eyes swelled up, and he felt that the shadow of death was gone forever, and he couldn't help laughing: "It's true that the magic medicine!"

Just here, He Qingqing suddenly said loudly: "President Xuyun, you are in the fire and ascend to the immortal pill is useless to you."

"What are you?" Xu Yun was stunned.

He Qingqing is the same as him, why did he suddenly do this?

‌It was just after the exit, the Xuyun meridians were severely painful, the purple palace burst, and blood swims through the seven orifices!

The rich spiritual energy formations of Huawei Sect poured into Qiankun Palace continuously. They were originally clear and colorless, but when they fell on him, they turned into blood red.

The turbid blood-colored spiritual energy sank. He seemed to be sitting in a pool of blood shrouded in red mist, very terrifying.

He Qingqing panicked: "Why are you, Master Xuyun? Come on, come on!"

"You are looking for death!" The moment Xu Yun was injured, he tried to mobilize the formation to kill He Qingqing, and found that he could not move at all. His spiritual energy flowed backwards, pulled out of his meridians, and rushed towards the dark red Buddhist beads on He Qingqing's wrist.

"No! How could this be so?" Xu Yun's realm fell rapidly. In just one breath, he fell from the transformation of God to the golden elixir and was extremely angry, "You killed me here, will you leave Huawei Sect?"

The panic on He Qingqing's face disappeared, and she smiled and said, "Everyone knows that you died of being deviled, what does it have to do with me?"

"You have a picture of the veil on you?"

"It's only time when I called someone. However, you were unconscious and attacked everywhere. I tried my best to escape... If you don't practice this technique and don't take this pill, you won't be able to suffer this disaster." He Qingqing turned the red bead with the blood swelling on his wrist and said quietly, "Don't glar, your skills are prepared by me. If you don't invite me this time, I will try to get it. Your injured weapon is just right, saving me time. If you need someone, you can deliver it to your door, which shows that I am the destiny of heaven."

Xuyun was very angry and his eyes were about to break: "Witch! You are sinister and vicious, so you won't die well!"

He Qingqing laughed and said, "I just want to live happily when I am alive. Who will die well?"

Xuyun wanted to go back again, and only short, shrill, hatred-filled syllables were emitted in his throat.

His body kept shrinking and collapsed, as if the flesh and blood in the skin had been taken away. He could only use his best strength, barely open his mouth and spit out three words: "Xian Jianchen..."

As soon as the sound fell, the oil was gone, and the lamp was dry, and it looked like a mummy.

At the most moment of his life, he had to rely on the most hated name in his life to deal with the enemy in front of him.

He Qingqing didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"Boom!" A thunder struck down!

The roof of the hall was broken, He Qingqing flew to avoid it, and made blood-red Buddhist beads to resist it. Half of the big sleeve was still burned by the thunder fire.

"Old man!" She looked around, still in shock.

When I recite Xian Jianchen's name in Qiankun Palace, I will be struck by lightning. It is a secret that Huawei's senior management has tacitly explained.

Xuyun could no longer hear any scolding.

He Qingqing circled around him, admired the anger and resentment frozen on his face, stretched out his finger, and gently pushed: "I hate being despised the most in my life."

"Crash."

The mummy rushed forward with a bang and fell into powder.

The leader of a generation of righteous paths finally came to dust.

The mountain fog dissipates, and it is clear in the sky. The five-color carp under the water bridge shakes its head and waving its tail. The scales reflect the sunlight and shine brightly.

The Qiankun Palace was filled with people. While whispering, everyone looked at the closed door, with a little concern in their expectations:

"President He is not a medical practitioner, and he is so young, can she do it?"

"It's only her if it's OK. The head of the sect was injured this time and was not allowed to be seen by others. It's really strange."

Suddenly, the hall trembled, and thunder landed. Then Yuan Qingshi roared in despair: "Master——"

Everyone was shocked and they all used magic weapons to rush in.

I saw a mess in the hall, with many long swords without a master scattered on the ground. The curtains were broken and the candlesticks were scattered.

A large hole was split by lightning. A bright beam of light shone into the deep hall from the cave.

He Qingqing's face was slightly pale, her sleeves were broken, and she stood quietly in the bright beam of light:

"The head of Xuyun is in the fire and is dead."

Everyone was in an uproar.

Countless angrily gazes shot at He Qingqing:
To be continued...