Chen Feng noticed that some people who were eager to participate in the trade fair but had no inspiration in their belly had sweat beads on their noses. Some of them, who were determined to win the trade fair, began to look for people to do it on their behalf. However, what could be recognized by Elder Wei was still a chat.

The incense stick was burning halfway, and there were only eight people who could climb the pleasure boat.

Elder Wei was not in a hurry and encouraged everyone with a charitable smile.

He can quickly evaluate every poem when it is recited, and it is very pertinent, which increases everyone's favorability for the Yuchan Sect. Although the Yuchan Sect also has unpopular disciples like Tang Cai, Elder Wei's teachings on him have won everyone's appreciation for the Yuchan Sect.

"The little girl thought it was the title, so I'd like to make a song. Please give me some advice." A crisp voice came, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.

It was Xiao Yu that Chen Feng had seen today. However, He Kai and Chen Hao were not by her side.

Elder Wei looked happy after hearing Xiao Yu's words: "This is the first poem tonight that I think is the title. I listen carefully."

This is indeed rare. After all, although there are many people present, their cultivation level is either a secret disciple or a secret scholar. They practice step by step on weekdays and do not have much understanding of Tao.

"I'll stay in the orchid gardens, and eat horses in the mountains. I'll flow and hang a mountain. I'll fish in the mountains. I'll watch the return geese and wave the five strings with my hands. I'll be satisfied with my heart. I'll fish for the old man, and I'll forget the fish. I'll leave this man, but who will talk about it?"

Xiao Yu's voice was like a spring water flowing through the fragrant stream, which was very pleasant. Even though many men didn't know the meaning of her poem, they were also immersed in it. Some people who admired Xiao Yu looked very excited and kept clapping their hands and saying, "Good poems, good poems! This poem only exists in the sky. How many times can you hear it in the world!"

After hearing this, Elder Wei savored it, but did not immediately comment. Xiao Yu waited calmly and looked confident.

"What a saying, 'Look at the back of the Hong, wave the five strings with your hand', little girl, you have already seen the mystery of the Taoist Hall. I wonder which disciple you are?" Elder Wei sighed and asked.

At this time, Qing, who was standing beside Elder Wei, said young: "Elder Qi, this is my disciple of Jiudai Peak, named Xiao Yu."

"Haha. Jiudai Peak has a beautiful place, and this genius can indeed be produced. If you hadn't had a sect, I would have recruited you into the school. Please ask Miss Xiao to get on the boat." Elder Wei actually stood up to greet Xiao Yu, which made those who had not boarded the boat envious.

Next, probably stimulated by Xiao Yu, he published several good poems one after another, and several people went to the pleasure boat. Seeing Chen Feng so determined, Fengcheng couldn't urge him, so he also wrote a poem. Although he couldn't catch up with the one given to Qian Lei, he also had both emotions and a magnificent realm. He was praised by Elder Wei and went to the pleasure boat.

At this time, the incense stick had burned to the end and there was not much time left. Most of the remaining people had no solution and could only wander around. Elder Wei was not in a hurry, but instead started chatting with the boaters around him. The Yuchan Sect was prosperous in writing and discussions on the text could be carried out anytime and anywhere.

Chen Feng knew his level and was calm. The only regret was that he had a ruler from Mr. Tuizhi, a generation of Wenzong, was on his body, but he couldn't enter the poetry meeting. It was a pity to think about it. Thinking of this, Chen Feng took out the ruler and put it in his hand to play with it slowly. The cool feeling was in his palm, and the feeling of vicissitudes appeared in his heart. Mr. Tuizhi was no longer there, and who still has the courage to turn the tide?

Seeing everyone silently, Elder Wei said, "Don't be restricted by everyone. Today I know poetry, literary talent is the second best, and true meaning is the first choice. It is necessary to know that it is not just a craft, and the scrolling is free and easy, and all the poems and essays can be passed down from generation to generation. I am also deeply inspired by everyone today, and now I have gained something, so I can share it with you."

After saying that, Elder Wei also recited his own poem: ""I am not calm when I have nothing to do, and the sun is red when I sleep in the east window. All things are content with me. The four seasons are good and happy. The Tao is in the world and the earth is tangible, and I think about it in the perverted world. Wealth is not as rich as poverty and humble as happiness. Men are heroes here."

After Elder Wei finished speaking, he naturally received praise. Everyone seemed to see a white-bearded man in a Taoist robe in a bamboo house window, just woke up, sat cross-legged on the bed watching the sunny day outside the window.

This poem also induces everyone to reflect on their own cultivation experience. However, Chen Feng was the one who was most affected.

He felt that the trace of grand aura in his body was moving, and it echoed the ruler in his hand. For a moment, Chen Feng's understanding of Elder Wei's poem became deeper, and then he recalled the poem written by Xiao Yu. For a moment, Chen Feng's mind had been spent from time to time, and he recalled the past years. It was like rivers entering the sea, wind and thunder turbulently; mountain flowers bloomed at night, and silence emerged. This feeling was really wonderful.

"There are two more places. Who else is willing to give it a try?"

At this time, an old and handsome secret soldier walked out of the crowd and said, "I have a poem dedicated to the elders: the long river is full of small stars, and welcoming guests at the Bihu Lake. The golden armor is locked in the thunder seal, the red brocade strolls the sun and moon talisman. The toad palace is riding a crane, and the human night sleeps on the earth to relieve the two ducks. I hurried to the immortal palace, and I didn't want to ask if the peaches are ripe?"

Originally, someone mocked him, an old man, for joining in the fun of young people. But after listening to his poems, he felt that he had really understood Elder Wei's thoughts.

This poem successfully praised today's grand event and also wrote about the four secret treasures of the Yuchan Sect: Golden Armor, Thunder Seal, Red Jintao and Sun and Moon Talisman. The words of praise always sound very comfortable, and even Elder Wei was a little fluttering when he heard it. There is no doubt that the old secret master successfully passed the test.

Just as Fengcheng sighed slightly for Chen Feng, Chen Feng opened his eyes and stepped out of the crowd: "My younger generations show their ugly faces: the leisurely night is clear, the bright moon shines on the pavilion. The breeze moves, and the tent is high and high. The wine is filled with the bottle, and no one can play the zither with the drum. Who can admire and play the drum? The warmth is like orchid. The beauty does not exist, so how can she not sigh forever."

Chen Feng didn't know how he wrote this poem. He just felt that these words appeared directly in his mind and were naturally recited by himself.

The wonderful thing is that this poem is the same as Xiao Yu's poem. The poem discusses the Tao, and this poem describes emotions, complements each other and reflects them for a moment. For a moment, even Elder Wei was immersed in it.

Fengcheng and Qian Lei both looked at Chen Feng with surprise and thought to himself: This kid didn't take action until the end, it must have been intentional!

Xiao Yu stared at Chen Feng with curious eyes. Unexpectedly, the fellow disciples Xu Song brought could have a similar emotion to him and make perfunctory sentences.

Elder Wei praised several times, Chen Feng made a stunning sound and boarded the ship successfully.

Alas, I really didn't mean it. Chen Feng said intimately, but who believes it?
Chapter completed!