"The moonlight is pleasant. Can Mr. Zuo improvise a poem to add three points to this place?"

"I am not intimate about the fact that I can only practice swords and do not know any poems or poems. Those good sentences are just something I have seen occasionally before and recorded."

"Poetry is about lyricism. Who writes it doesn't matter. At some point, you can recall such a poem that you empathize with. Is it the value of this poem? Can Mr. Zuo think about it at this time?"

Zuo Lingquan saw that Mei Jinshui loved poetry and became obsessed with this soft and hard work, he thought for a while and said:

"I have never learned from childhood and can't remember it completely. Well... the moon is falling, the crows are crying and frost is everywhere, the river maple fishing fire is facing the sad sleep, Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rings at the passenger ship in the middle of the night..."

Although she had no feelings on her back, Mei Jinshui's eyes were still slightly brighter. She changed to a kneeling position and placed a long desk between the two, placed the guqin "Haiyue Qinghui" on the desk, and took out two more wine glasses.

Zuo Lingquan blinked: "My Fairy Lord Mei, we are practicing."

"Just refining qi, it won't delay the serious business."

Mei Jinshui sat gracefully, not looking like an immortal king on the top of the mountain. Instead, she had a bit of the aura of a scholarly family. She covered her sleeves and poured wine, and she looked a bit like a courtesan who was in trouble with the country and the people. Anyway, few men dared to stare at her.

Zuo Lingquan naturally had extraordinary concentration, but "a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall." He did not look directly at Mei Jinshui's appearance, but just maintained the forward movement of refining Qi.

Mei Jinshui poured two glasses of wine and asked curiously:

"The talented man who wrote this poem thinks he is in a very down-and-out situation. What happened later?"

"It seems like I've become an official, I don't remember clearly."

"Where is Gusu City? It sounds like the scenery is far better than Meishan."

"Times have changed, and this world should not exist."

"That's a pity. There is this poem but no place. I wonder how many literati and poets will regret it. In the future, change Xiangyang City to Gusu City. I will get my name..."

?!

What's the thing?

Zuo Lingquan was stunned. Xiangyang City was the overlord of Dongzhou three thousand years ago and one of the Four Immortal Alliances of Demonic Dao within three thousand years. Changing the name of the sect is tantamount to changing the history of the inheritance of the Nine Continents at will. Isn’t this a joke?

"My Fairy Lord, the inheritance of the sect is not a joke, you..."

"I built Xiangyang City. As long as it is smooth, I can call it whatever I want."

"Forehead……"

Zuo Lingquan blinked: "Then if you hear the 'Dragon's Day and the Colorful Clouds of Baidi, you will be able to return a thousand miles of Jiangling in one day', you should not recommend that the old demon Shang change the 'Tiandi City' to 'Baidi City'?"

Mei Jinshui thought about it carefully and nodded slightly:

"Not bad, Tiandi City is too arrogant and arrogant, and changed to Baidi, but it has become a bit more heavy..."

“…”

Zuo Lingquan had nothing to say and spread his hands slightly: "I just hope that Xianjun Mei is a joke, otherwise the aliens would be famous again because of my internal strife."

"Haha... Qianxing Island sounds like a small sect. The ancestor of the Styx had long wanted to change his name. He originally wanted to call it "Tongming Sect". It sounds too ugly and was rejected by his disciples. Do you have any ideas?"

"The spring tides are connected to the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides. Well... let's change to the 'Mingjiao'."

?

"This... can the preface be followed?" Mei Jinshui pondered and recalled: "According to the artistic conception of this sentence, it is more appropriate to call the "Moon Worshiping Sect" than the "Ming Sect". The ancestor of the Styx changed his name to the Moon Worshiping Sect leader, and his momentum was much stronger..."

Zuo Lingquan couldn't help laughing, smiled and quickly sat upright and kept it serious.

Mei Jinshui's interest in these seems to be far greater than the battle between immortals and demons. He hooked the piano music with his own hands and continued to ask with great enthusiasm:

"Where is Yingyang Immortal Palace?"

"The sun rises to the east, and I am the only one who is unbeaten. I changed my name to the 'Sun and Moon God Sect'. The sect leader just happened to be called Dongfang Bubai..."

"Hey~ It's over. Yingyang Immortal Palace only has sun and no moon, so I can't bear the word "sun and moon". Dongfang Zhuzhao is another sorcerer, so he asked him to be named "Dongfang Bubai". The two martial arts immortals in Hua Junzhou have to slap the table. Well... If I go back to Dongzhou in the future, I can change my name to "Dongfang Bubai"..."

"Uh... It's good if the Immortal Mei is happy. Tiecu Mansion has a flower name, so I can also call it 'Linghu Chong'..."

"This name is good, it is in line with the style of the Tiecu Mansion. It must be the appetite for Yutang..."

...

Under the moonlight, the two men, who were also white as snow, sat opposite each other on the wasteland, accompanied by the secret music of the piano and poems, gradually forgetting the past, leaving only laughter and joy.

In the courtyard in the distance, two peerless beauties with cute height differences were lying on the bed, holding their hands on their side and listening, with a three-point chill in their eyes.

I chatted with the evil demon girl and forgot about the serious matter of handing over the public food. If I don’t lick the steamed buns this time, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get on the kang…

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On the other side, Juejian Cliff.

On the branches, under the cliff of Juejian, there is a fairy family courtyard where the guests can stay.

Wu Qingwan sat up at the beauty in the veranda, holding the secrets of martial arts that Guagua got from the old sword god in her hand, and carefully pondering the ways of martial arts.

Lingye was communicating with Tiecu Mansion about the sect, and Jiang Yi was working with her. Miss Qiu was the granddaughter of Juejian Cliff and did not live here.

In a wing room in the back house, the windows are open, and outside the window is the moonlight of the lotus pond.

On the tea couch by the window, the little dragon turtle was lying on the table, basking in the white moonlight at the big night.

Xie Qiutao, wearing a jacket and skirt, was lying on his side holding a colorful painted pipa in his arms, and a soft pillow with a ball-shaped look under his cheek, and he was already asleep.

People can stay awake while practicing, but this time I went to Kui Bingzhou for too long and were worried all the way. I finally came to a safe area and completely relaxed my body and mind. I had nothing to do, so I fell asleep without realizing it.

Xie Qiutao's face turned red, his eyelashes moved slightly, and he stammered his lips in his sleep. Although he didn't make a sound, he should be muttering: "Young Master Zuo, you are so bad..." and other words, his legs were still stirred together and rubbed gently.

In my dream, Xie Qiutao was lying on a huge soft bed, beside him was Jiang Yi, Qingwan, Jingwan, Lingye, Guagua, Sister Yingying, Laozu, Leng Zhu...

With so many people, the extremely cold and extremely cold Mr. Zuo must take some time to kiss him one by one.

Xie Qiutao found herself lying obediently, and the Zuo Master in the distance kissed one by one from left to right; when it was almost time for her, she kissed them one by one, and then kissed them again...

It’s not her turn to repeat this cycle!

Qiutao was shy at first, then confused, and finally anxious and angry.

Just as Qiutao wanted to change seats with Sister Guagua beside her, she suddenly heard the sound of the pipa "Cang" sound.

Then the whole world collapsed before my eyes and turned into a building complex.

The scattered buildings are built near the sea. In the center is a huge statue of a turtle and snake. There is also a large platform near the sea, where people can be seen vaguely worshiping.

Xie Qiutao was a little confused. After walking around the beach for a few times, he recognized what this place was from the huge sea sacrificial platform - Xuanwu Platform.

Today's Xuanwu Platform has long been abandoned, and everything that should be sold has been sold. The remaining houses have completely turned into barren mountains and wilderness after thousands of years. The old house she lived in when she was young was just between the mountains and fields. I only remember that there was such a large platform by the sea where my parents told her about the glorious years of the Xie family in ancient times.

Judging from the glory of the building, this is definitely the most prosperous time of Xuanwu Platform.

Xie Qiutao was like a ghost who had traveled through the long river of time and returned to the ancient ghost. She slowly drifted over the building complex that could not be seen at the end and landed in front of the Xuanwu statue in the center. It can be seen that Xuanwu's eyes were lit and he was also looking at her.

Xie Qiutao stood in front of the huge statue, raised his hand and shook it, saying hello.

“Buzz…”

With a low chirping, the statue of Xuanwu turned into a living thing in front of his eyes. The big snake wrapped around his back looked to a place in the north.

The northern world quickly approached before my eyes, crossed the mountains and rivers, and came to the snow-capped northern border. It can be seen that there is a huge lake between the glaciers.

At the bottom of the lake is a temple buried by mud and sand, with the Xuanwu Platform emblem, which seems to be sealed inside.

Xie Qiutao's eyes lit up. She thought that this might be the property left by her ancestors. She wanted to get closer and see what good things were placed inside. As a result, the dream disintegrated and she woke up.

“Eh?!”

Xie Qiutao flipped up from the tea bed, looked left and right, and then looked at the pipa that was holding in his arms - the gorgeous patterns on the pipa, which faintly shone and gradually disappeared until the tranquility returned to its original state. It seemed that nothing had happened just now.

Xie Qiutao frowned, feeling that what she saw in her dream just now must be the ancestral pipa that had just woken up was intended to guide her. She thought about it and lay down and continued to fall asleep.

result……

Soon, Xie Qiutao fell asleep and lay on the huge bed again.

Master Zuo felt relieved and said with a smile:

"Taotao, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Then he continued to kiss from Jiang Yi to Guagua, and then from Guagua to Jiang Yi, but he just didn't kiss her!

Hey?!

Xie Qiutao woke up from her dream, rolled her head up, her big eyes were angry and speechless:

"Bao, babe, babe, babe - this dream is so broken, it's still continuous...I'm sick! I'm so angry..."

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