Chapter 91: Mo Xiaoyou has the talent of the champion!
"Also, get the scroll and leave quickly, don't have too much contact with this woman!"
Before Zhang Xuansheng could ask Doudou to help reply, he received a new message from his master.
It made him a little confused, but he still had to do what his master told him.
"Today is the Chinese New Year Festival. Biluo is willing to take out this treasure from the God-sealed Gate to let everyone have a chance to win."
Seeing that Zhang Xuansheng didn't ask, Qiao Biluo explained to himself.
"I heard from Fairy Qiao's meaning that he wanted to offer this treasure?"
A long-famous monk asked in the seat with interest.
“That’s exactly that.”
'Qiao Biluo' said with a smile.
"Fairy Qiao, I wonder what are the conditions?"
A rich merchant asked, staring at Qiao Biluo with his eyes tightly, as if the target was not the so-called God-Father Treasure.
"Bi Luo was born in Qiongxiao Palace and likes music, dance, and poetry the most. Today is the celebration of the Yuan Dynasty. It is better than you to write a poem. Whoever does the best will be the treasure."
"Qiao Biluo" said, and even glanced at Zhang Xuansheng shyly.
Everyone at the venue frowned after hearing Qiao Biluo's words.
Most of the monks present were famous for a long time, and they focused all their attention on cultivation, so where could they have time to think about poetry?
They believed that Fairy Qiao's request did not seem to be giving up the treasure of the God-Sealing Gate.
"Senior Brother Mo, what did you think that would be?"
Zhang Xuansheng asked in a voice transmission, wondering if Senior Brother Mo, who knows the sect better than him, would have a clue.
"Junior Brother Xuansheng, that's just a scroll. How do I know what it is inside? Maybe it's a secret book? But it doesn't matter. Since my father and uncle haven't mentioned it, it must not be an important thing."
Mo Shang forgot to reply, as if he was not interested in the content of the scroll.
"Hahaha, although the way of poetry is loved by ordinary people, it is not without elegance. I really like it."
Seeing that there was some dismay, Lee Guanxi, who was the host, stood up and said.
"It's better for me to show my talent first, and you will show your talents."
Lee Guanxi continued, obviously he was going to start and let everyone go.
He has been preparing for this banquet for a long time, and everyone present is full of people with identities, so the atmosphere must be activated.
"I have heard of Li's talent, Biluo, and I look forward to the masterpieces of the city lord."
'Qiao Biluo' complimented.
"Then I will show my ugly appearance: At the night banquet of the east wind in the purple palace, the beautiful woman dances in the blue sky. The treasure of the gods is moving, and the moon in the Yuan Dynasty is even more pity for others."
After Li Guanxi finished singing, he also looked at Qiao Biluo.
"Smack--"
As soon as he finished speaking, there were bursts of applause in the venue.
"What a poem, what a poem!"
The guests praised it.
Zhang Xuansheng sat down at Li Guanxi's head, and after listening to the other party's poem, he couldn't help but be surprised.
He thought it would be a likable poem, but he didn't expect that Lord Li had some ink.
However, the last two lines of the poem are obviously accusing Qiao Biluo, and the other party is suspected of disturbing the banquet.
"Lord Li is a talented person~"
"Qiao Biluo" didn't know if he could hear Li Guanxi's voiceover, but praised with a smile.
"Since City Lord Li has taken the lead, then I'll come too."
The trench merchant stood up and said.
"The moon is really round tonight, and there will be a banquet in the city that never sleeps. The two flowers are so beautiful, and Fairy Biluo is even better!"
After reciting the poem, the wealthy businessman still blinked at Qiao Biluo, waiting for applause.
"Good poem!"
After a silence, I didn’t expect that Mo Shangwang was the one who took the lead in applauding.
"What a poem, especially the last sentence, it simply means that I am a talented person in my heart!"
Mo Shangwang praised excitedly.
Zhang Xuansheng quietly moved his seat a little, and he wanted to stay away from Senior Brother Mo.
It's too embarrassing!
Huiming, who was sitting next to Mo Shangwang, looked a little embarrassed.
However, Mo Shang forgot to start, and many people also reacted and applauded. After all, the wealthy businessman is also a person with status, so he must not give face.
"You little brother, you have vision! If you are in the mortal kingdom, you will definitely be the top talent!"
The wealthy businessman and Mo Shangwang looked away and felt a sense of mutual appreciation.
"Since my senior is in front of me, Mo Shangwang cannot fall into my reputation as the God-Feng Sect. Next, I recite a poem to express my love for Fairy Qiao."
Mo Shang forgot to speak, cleared his throat and prepared to start chanting poems.
After hearing Mo Shangwang's words, "Qiao Biluo" looked at Zhang Xuansheng with a smile even more, as if he felt that things were very fun.
"Senior Brother Mo..."
Zhang Xuansheng was about to stop Senior Brother Fubi, but he didn't expect that the other party had already spoken.
Alas, Master, I don’t blame me. I’ll be beaten hard when I go back this time!
"Where is Fengyuan Festival? The God-Feng family has made great contributions. I want to ask me what I think of the fairy, and the moon represents my heart."
Mo Shangwang chanted affectionately.
Zhang Xuansheng gently stroked his forehead, thinking that if Master Mo was there, he would beat Senior Brother Funny to the city and how many levels of disability would be injured.
After Mo Shang finished singing, Qiao Biluo smiled, as if she was very happy.
"Mr. Mo is a great talent, Bi Luo likes this poem very much."
'Qiao Biluo' said with a smile, covering his mouth after saying that, looking as if he was forcibly.
Zhang Xuansheng understood the other party very well. He couldn't stop laughing.
"My friend is so talented, I admire him!"
It was still the rich businessman who praised him first. Looking at the look, he wished he could have a long talk with Mo Shang Wangbingzhu.
In the next period of time, because of the two "role models" of Mo Shangwang and the rioters, everyone in the venue also let themselves go one by one.
Zhang Xuansheng refreshed his understanding of "poetry".
"Zhengren Xuansheng, why don't you come and give it a try?"
‘Qiao Biluo’ saw that Zhang Xuansheng had no action for a long time, and went up to ask.
Zhang Xuansheng just looked at the other party with a smile and didn't say anything.
Until now, he has understood that Qiao Biluo has definitely given ulterior motives tonight.
"Bi Luo is negligent. This scroll is precious to others, but it is nothing to the real person Xuansheng who wants to inherit the Lord of the God-Feng Sect. It would be better if he wins the title of real person's poems, Bi Luo will give you a special reward~"
"Qiao Biluo" said at the end, his eyes were as charming as silk, and the meaning revealed in his words was obvious.
Everyone present also caused a sensation, and Mo Shangwang looked at his junior brother with envy.
"Amitabha, form is emptiness."
Huiming recited silently on the side.
Zhang Xuansheng also became a little interested. Over the past seven years, he often recalled his days in the Moon God Palace.
Seven years have passed and he has achieved great success, but because he has become better, his senior sisters dare not touch him when facing him.
It made him feel quite regretful.
Really, didn’t they all take action before? This time he went out, he was very disappointed with his senior sisters.
Zhang Xuansheng flicked his sleeves and stood up from the table.
He did not forget the task given to him by his master. He just wanted to observe everyone's level.
If the monks from Jiuxiao Continent are very talented, he can only say that he can't help his master.
But now, he has 100% confidence to win the scroll!
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py repays his kindness and promotes a new book by the big guy, "I'm obviously the trainer". Well, his elf ball is as accurate as Zhang Xuansheng.
Introduction:
Chapter completed!