"Come on, take the girls' body contract."

The old man in brocade robe whispered loudly.

The bearded man standing beside him hurriedly took out a thick stack of documents. The old man in brocade robe took it and handed it to Xu Yi with both hands, "Tan loves talents the most in his life. He has never seen such a genius as you. I am lucky to see him today."

Xu Yi took the document, and a ball of fireworks grew from his palm, instantly burning out a bunch of contracts, turned around and rushed to the girls and said, "You are free, where can you go, and you will decide."

Xu Yi could see that these girls were not ordinary secular women, but female cultivators, but their cultivation was not high.

The girls could not believe their eyes, and there were many people who covered their faces and cried, and they even bowed down.

They all lost their freedom for various reasons. At this moment, they gained freedom more and were alert in their hearts. After thanking Xu Yi with their mouths, they immediately dispersed.

No matter how grateful you are, you cannot be as precious as freedom.

Xuan Lengyan smiled and said, "I told you to pretend to be generous. Now, a large group of Yingyingyans were let go, pretending to be nothing, and my heart was bleeding."

Xu Yi sent a voice to him, "When did Master become so bloody!"

"Rebellious disciple!"

Xuan Lengyan was so angry that she cursed directly, but fortunately, the crowds were crowded and no one was paying attention.

On this side, the master and apprentice were flirting, but on the other side, the old man in brocade robe had repeatedly invited him.

Suddenly, a bright spark burst out from a distance, exploding in the sky, and in half a day, it was like a sea of ​​flowers blooming.

"It's so beautiful, Uncle Hu Zi, I want it too, I want it too, I want it too, you can buy one for me."

Qiuwa clapped her hands and shouted while jumping.

The old man in Jinlang said, "Come on, come and take our spring scenery in Jincheng."

When the bearded man stood up, he took a red light. The red light was made of red jade, and the formation talismans were spread all over the brocade robe. The old man in the brocade robe handed the red light to Xu Yi, "This spring scenery in Jincheng is a treasured light collected by my Jinxiu Society. Once it is released, it will definitely be more dazzling than the one just now, so I will give it to fellow Taoists."

Xu Yi was about to shirk his eyes, and he heard a voice, "What is the spring scenery in Jincheng? How can he defeat Bai Yujing in Fanlou?"

Along with the words, a middle-aged man in red robe walked out of the crowd and clasped his fists to the old man in brocade robe from afar, "Brother Tan, it seems that the foundation of your Jinxiu Society is not very good? In a flash, the essence was destroyed."

The old man in brocade robe snorted coldly, "Your Brother Zhao is not guarding the seventh bridge, why are you here to do it?"

The middle-aged man in red robe smiled and said, "If you don't see this Leng Yue River, is it the most lively place here? You all said the strange man. How could Zhao not come and take a look?"

The old man in brocade robe was about to get in touch, and then he listened to Xu Yi, "You are going to bet with me to fight riddles? Just say that, it's a short time and you can't get around it."

The middle-aged man in Honglang laughed and said, "Okay, I have a mystery here. Please solve it. If you solve it, the Baiyujing lamp will be presented with both hands. If it is not solved, please write a few words for my Fanlou. Is that good?"

Xu Yi said, "Yes! Let's make a mystery."

Now he has amazing confidence in word games and no longer only relies on his previous life experience on Earth.

Now he has accumulated a lot of writing, and has long studied the way of mathematics and has amazing ability to diverge his thinking.

The first two puzzles are something he can solve with his own accumulation, and there is nothing to be sophisticated about.

"readily!"

The middle-aged man in the middle robe waved his hand, and the halo in the air was radiating, and soon gathered into words.

"What's the difficulty of this? Isn't every line of poetry just a consent number, from one to ten."

Xuan Lengyan sent a voice transmission.

As soon as she sent a message, she heard the middle-aged man in Hongpao laugh, "I am not like Brother Tan. I always have to remind you that the answer is at least twenty words, and the more you have, I don't know how many words you can guess."

Xuan Lengyan sent a message and said in surprise, "Is it wrong that I think it is wrong? There are variables. Do you know what happened? Master can tell you that the White Jade Jing Lantern is also famous throughout the Central City. It takes only a few years to get one. If you can get the White Jade Jing Lantern with your ability, Master can reward you."

Xu Yi sent a voice to him, "I don't know what the reward is? Master is better to say it first."

Xuan Lengyan sent a voice transmission, "Stop talking nonsense, guess riddles quickly."

Xu Yi smiled and said, "How difficult is it to guess riddles."

After saying that, with a wave of hand, light and shadow gather, lines of text appear,

"Come downstairs, money will come down.

Ask the heaven, where is the man?

I hate the prince and I have been going all the time.

To judge enemies, it is difficult to keep your words?

I regretted that I missed the word?

Have a handover, no handover?.

Why do you need to ask?

Separate without seeing the knife?

Don't rely on your enemies now,

The longing for thousands of miles disappears."

The word "is written" and the whole place was filled with a bang.

Xuan Leng Yan's eyes were full of colorful eyes, and she was thrilled in her heart, "This evil disciple is really charming."

As soon as the text was released, everyone knew that it was a guess.

Many people guessed the riddle "from one to ten", but the middle-aged man in the red robe gave a reminder, which suddenly disrupted most people's thinking.

Only a few people guessed that middle-aged man in the red robe wanted people to reunite a poem, embedding this to ten into it.

In such a hurry, who has such ingenuity?

Unexpectedly, Xu Yi wrote so well, and he wrote so miserably.

Everyone knows that such works that forcefully inlay texts are almost impossible to produce fine works. They are all copied and copied, with broken meanings and even more difficult to express their artistic conception.

Even the riddle that the middle-aged man in Honglang took out by himself was the same. He only barely matched the rhymes, which was considered a clumsy work.

The poem Xu Yi has produced now is clearly a sad work of complaints, with a long artistic conception, but in terms of the work itself, it is already a top-notch. Combined with the requirements of inlaying numbers, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a divine product.

No wonder it caused such a big sensation.

The middle-aged man in red robe decisively fulfilled his promise, took out a huge jade lantern, and handed it to Xu Yi. There was no displeasure on his face and said aloud, "Young Master Yiling, it's true that you are unparalleled in the world!"

"What!"

"He is Mr. Yiling!"

"I heard that Mr. Yiling has retired with his spiritual root first level of cultivation, but he did not expect that Mr. Yiling has such amazing literary talent!"

"That's because you haven't heard of the competition in the Immortal Palace. If you know, you wouldn't be so fussy."

“…………”

The uproar was like waves, and the waves were driven fiercely.

The middle-aged man in the red robe smiled and felt extremely satisfied.

He stood up and recognized the young master Yiling. He got involved just to make a name for himself.

He had previously admitted that if Xu Yi lost, he would ask for a piece of writing, and he had decided to ask Xu Yi to leave the money for Mr. Yiling.

Although he is defeated now, the young master Yiling has made a shocking work. No matter how he spreads it, he and Fan Lou are always inseparable from the background.
Chapter completed!