Gu Xu soon discovered that he had thought too much.
Because Zhao Yan did not come to trouble him.
I saw this beautiful woman in red dismounting her horse, pointing at the plaque above the door of the Exorcist Department with the flashing red spear tip of "Yizhangwei", and said in a cold tone, "Chu Feng Ge, I, Zhao Yan, have broken through the fifth level today, do you dare to come out and fight?”
Her voice was not loud.
But because she activated her true energy when she spoke, her voice could be clearly heard throughout the yamen.
Hearing her words, many officials and servants in the yamen put down their work and gathered in the open space outside the gate to watch the excitement.
After all, battles between monks in the fifth realm are not easy to see on weekdays.
What's more, Zhao Yan was considered a legend in Luo Jing City a few years ago. People are very curious about how powerful she will become after three years of training in the border guard army.
Chu Fengge did not appear immediately.
And Zhao Yan is not in a hurry.
She held the spear in her arms and leaned lazily against the stone Suani statue at the door of the Exorcist Department, her expression calm and composed.
She and Chu Fengge were old rivals many years ago. The two have fought many times, each with their own victories and defeats.
Zhao Yan knew very well that Chu Fengge was keen on showing off his holiness in front of others and wanted to be the best in the world.
He will never refuse his challenge.
However, the first person to walk out of the yamen was Shangguan Jin.
She was still wearing a light-colored skirt, light makeup, and simple jewelry as usual.
Two young women stood together, one as strong as fire and the other as elegant as chrysanthemum, forming a pleasing landscape.
"You also want to challenge me?" After seeing Shangguan Jin's figure, Zhao Yan raised her eyebrows slightly.
In the past, Zhao Yan had fought against all the geniuses in the capital, so naturally she had also fought against Guan Jin. But every battle between the two people will end with Shangguan Jin taking the initiative to admit defeat.
Zhao Yan feels that Shangguan Jin has been hiding his cultivation and has never used his full strength.
Therefore, even if she won the duel at that time, she would still be unhappy, as if a long-awaited meal suddenly went moldy in front of her.
"How is it possible?" After hearing her words, Shangguan Jin immediately lowered his head slightly and smiled sheepishly, "I am just a little fourth-level monk. How can I have the courage to challenge someone as dazzling as the sun?" Sister Zhao
“I just want to help Senior Brother Chu with a sentence because he didn’t prepare the poem number in advance, so he is still asking others to help him write poems temporarily.
"Sister Zhao, you may have to wait here for a while."
Zhao Yan nodded lightly.
Chu Fengge has to nervously recite a poem before fighting with others. This is a common thing that he does not repeat every time.Well-known things.
However, according to Chu Fengge's character, even if the whole world now knows that his poem number was written with the help of his subordinates, he will never admit it in public.
“The so-called helping with words is definitely a lie,” Zhao Yan thought secretly in her heart. “This should be Shangguan Jin’s own initiative. He wants to make Chu Fengge embarrassed in public and see his jokes. After all, The two of them are sworn enemies in the Exorcism Department.
“Oh, what a scheming woman. ”
In Zhao Yan’s view, if all the monks in the world are her “gun-sharpening stones”, then Shangguan Jin must be the one she abandoned like a piece of shit. Not only is it impossible to sharpen a gun, but it is also useless. It was also very painful.
At the same time, in the library
Chu Fengge came to Gu Xu, tried his best to put on a smile, and said politely. "Fellow Daoist Gu, as the master of Jinghong Pen, your poetic talent is extraordinary.
"Now someone comes to the door of my exorcism department to provoke wantonly and despise the majesty of the yamen. As a genius of the exorcism department, I should stand up and help the head of the department maintain order.
"So can you please help me write a poem to scare the other party and promote my power as an exorcist?"
Hearing his words, Gu Xu silently complained in his heart, "It's you, Chu Fengge can speak so righteously even for prostitutes.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chu," Gu Xu smiled faintly and said politely, "I'm currently drawing talisman seals, and I'm afraid I won't be able to do it for the time being. I have time to write poems."
"I have a truth-returning elixir here," Chu Fengge interrupted him, and at the same time took out a small white porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to Gu Xu. "If you are willing to write a poem for me, this can be your reward. ”
“Returning to the true essence” is the elixir that monks need when they climb to the “Wangxiangtai” and break through the fourth realm. It can help monks stabilize their souls, digest their insights, and consolidate their relationship with their own destiny.
And it is very expensive, requiring 1,200 merits to redeem it.
Of course, Gu Xu recently visited Dagu Pass. Slaying demons along the way, killing "white ape", "temple ghost", "feathered man" and other ghosts, earned a lot of merit, which can be said to be more than enough to exchange for the "Returning Pill".
Not to mention that he now has an elixir workshop.
"This talisman is very important to me," Gu Xu declined politely again, "I need to complete it as soon as possible."
p>"I can help you pay off the debt for buying a house," Chu Fengge took a deep breath and said seriously
Chu Fengge has always been arrogant and rarely asks for help. .
Especially since he is determined to be the best in the world and regards Gu Xu as his rival. For him, asking for help from his opponent is equivalent to surrender in disguise. Since the day he solved the case of Lu's murderous house, he has been craving for the poems written by Gu Xu, but he has been trying his best to resist the temptation and defend his dignity.
But today, Chu Fengge finally couldn't restrain himself.
Compared to Gu Xu, who only has cultivation in the third realm, Zhao Yan in the fifth realm is obviously an imminent threat.
Chu Fengge still clearly remembers the scene when he touched the "Tianyan Stone" when he was young and detected the third-grade vision "Ten Miles of Spring Breeze", which shocked the entire exorcism department.
For this reason, Luo Sishou took him to his side and trained him personally.
Everyone regards him as the future pillar of the Exorcism Department, and even think that he is expected to become the new powerful saint of the Daqi Dynasty in the future.
He was very popular in Luojing City, and he even walked with a swagger.
However, before Chu Fengge could enjoy enough of this life of being in the spotlight, Zhao Yan appeared.
This girl from Youzhou who likes to wear dazzling red clothes actually has the third-grade qualification "Danfeng Chaoyang"
And her style of doing things is even better than Chu Fengge's. He must be arrogant and kill with one shot from the south of the city to the north of the city. He is determined to fight all the talented people in the country just to hone his marksmanship.
For many years, Chu Fengge has been worried about this, feeling that Zhao Yan has stolen his limelight.
He felt that if there was no Zhao Yan, then the applause and cheers in Luo Jingcheng, as well as the envious, awe and worshipful eyes of others, would all belong to him.
Zhao Yan’s provocation to the Exorcist Department by herself also successfully aroused Chu Fengge’s competitive spirit.
He vowed to spare no effort to defeat her, dampen her arrogance, and let her know that he is the true number one genius in Daqi.
First of all, you must not lose in terms of momentum.
And in this world, is there anything that can be more powerful than the poems written by the owner of "Jinghong Pen"
"Okay then," Gu Xu pondered for a moment and clicked. He nodded and said, "Please bring me a piece of paper."
He originally didn't want to agree, but Chu Fengge was unexpectedly generous today and was actually willing to help him pay off his mortgage.
Hearing his words, Chu Fengge immediately took out a Xuelang note and handed it to him.
Maybe it’s because he once served as Gu Xu’s bodyguard in the Lu family’s haunted house, or maybe it’s because Gu Xu once played his boss in the trial of the “Review Pot” illusion.
Although Chu Fengge's current official position was one rank higher than Gu Xu's, he was not surprised when Gu Xu spoke to him in such a commanding tone. He even took it for granted and was used to it.
"You must be domineering and majestic," Chu Fengge rubbed his hands and said expectantly next to Gu Xu, "We must make that guy Zhao Yan realize that I, Chu Fengge, am Not someone to mess with."
Gu Xu thought for a while, then dipped his pen in ink and quickly wrote a poem on the paper.
His handwriting is smooth and free, like a dragon and a snake racing, or a luan flying and a phoenix flying.
Chu Fengge stood aside blankly.
Seeing Gu Xu write a poem in such a short period of time, I thought of my group ofHis subordinates had been tossing for days and nights with no results, and he couldn't help but secretly cursed in his heart that they were really a bunch of trash
After Gu Xu stopped writing, Chu Fengge took the Xuelang note and wrote on it I read the poem silently several times over and over again. The more I read, the more excited I became. It seemed that my whole mood was aflame.
He felt that all the previous works written by his subordinates could be thrown into the garbage heap, and compared with this poem, they were as good as heaven and earth.
He could not help but imagine what kind of expression Zhao Yan would have on her face when she heard this poem.
However, although Chu Fengge was full of emotions at this time, he still kept a straight face and tried to control the expression on his face, not wanting to show too much excitement in front of Gu Xu.
After all, it was extremely difficult for him to put down his dignity and ask Gu Xu to help write poems.
Recognize the excellence of your opponent
Praise your opponent for his good poetry
Impossible
This is simply embarrassing him. Feng Ge
So, when Chu Fengge firmly remembered this poem in his mind and could recite it backwards and forwards, he strode out of the library, not wanting to stay beside Gu Xu for a moment longer.
After a while, Zhao Yan finally saw Chu Fengge outside the exorcism department’s office
The doctor of the exorcism department was wearing a black gauze hat and a Qiyao suit. She wears green satin powder-soled boots, her face looks like powder, and her lips look like grease. She looks even more beautiful than a woman.
When he appeared on stage, he put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky without looking at anyone, which made him look particularly arrogant and unruly.
I could only hear him reciting in a loud voice
"It is difficult for people to come here freely, and it is difficult to control the power of dragons and phoenixes. The hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk, and a sword is frost." "1
After saying this, he waved his hand and shouted to the sky
"Sword comes"
then "swish" "There was a sound, and a cold light flashed through.
The exquisite "Tiankui Sword" fell from the sky instantly and landed steadily in his hand.
Seeing such a scene, Zhao Yan narrowed her eyes slightly.
"That's crazy," she said secretly.
At the same time, Zhao Yan also felt that the literary talent of Chu Fengge's poems this time was much better than his previous ones.
If we talk about his previous poetry account, it was a group of amateur poets racking their brains to piece together words.
Then this time, it must have been written by a talented man with outstanding literary talent.
Especially the sentence "One sword frosted fourteen states", which made Zhao Yan's mind inadvertently picture a sharp sword sweeping across the sky and the earth, the cold light making the states in the wilderness tremble.
That is the realm of cultivation that many practitioners dream of
"This must be Gu Xu's work." Shangguan Jin next to him also thought silently in his heart.
She knew very well that with the half-assed efforts of Chu Fengge and his subordinates, it was impossible toIt is impossible to write poetry of this caliber.
Only Gu Xu, the owner of "Jinghong Pen", could have such literary attainments.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.
What an interesting scene it was that Chu Fengge was finally willing to let go of his dignity and ask Gu Xu for help in writing poems
Gu Xu sat next to the desk and glanced out the window.
This poem recited by Chu Fengge was first used to praise Qian Liu, King of Wuyue during the late Tang Dynasty and Five Dynasties period.
The first sentence describes his hard work and self-improvement, and the second sentence describes his majesty and outstanding martial arts.
At this moment, Chu Fengge was using it to brag, which undoubtedly seemed a bit arrogant.
But Chu Fengge obviously liked this one and enjoyed it.
After all, he could even utter such shameful poems as "Heaven had not given birth to me Chu Fengge, and the Great Qi would have no heroes for thousands of years."
Zhao Yan did not just listen to Chu Fengge read poetry.
The moment Chu Fengge summoned the "Tiankui Sword", she also thought about it and started to activate her "Holy Fire Totem".
Her snow-white skin lit up with dots of crimson luster, and then the red glow gradually connected together to form complex and gorgeous lines, which looked a bit like phoenix feathers.
The temperature around her began to rise rapidly.
In the depths of her dark and deep pupils, there seemed to be fireworks burning, which was touching.
Then she grasped the "Baizhangwei" tightly, kicked off the ground with her right leg, jumped up, and slashed the tip of the spear towards Chu Fengge from top to bottom.
Her blood-red skirt fluttered in the wind, like a blooming flower on the other side of the Forgotten River. Black boots and a calf as smooth as jade were exposed under the skirt.
The prairie fire gun.
This is the top-grade martial arts passed down from generation to generation by the Zhao family in Youzhou.
Use unique skills right from the start, without testing or holding back. This is Zhao Yan's consistent fighting style.
Because of this, many people think that she does not know the importance of her actions.
"Strange."
In the library, Gu Xu frowned slightly.
When Zhao Yan activated the "Holy Fire Totem" and used the "Primary Fire Spear", he felt the real energy in his body move slightly.
But before he could react, he returned to normal, as if it was just his illusion.
sSorry for being a little late, my thinking was a bit stuck, so I accidentally wrote an all-night qaq
Notes
1 From Wudai Guanxiu's donation of money father.
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