Chapter 1305 The Leaf of Poetry

While everyone was praising, the full moon in the sky suddenly moved over the Fairy Song Tree.

Immediately, the pure color fluorescence of the Fairy Song Tree suddenly changed, turning into a dazzling blood color. The crown of the tree swayed like jade, and the sound of gurgling was endless.

Yun Zhongge said "Yeah", clapped his hands lightly and said, "Even this Immortal Song Tree, even this Immortal Song Tree knows that I met a noble person today and came to join in the fun."

Everyone looked at him in confusion, Yun Zhongge smiled slightly, and there was an extra spirit stone in his palm. With his spiritual thoughts everywhere, the spirit stone moved thousands of feet in an instant, and was about to hit the crown of the tree, but saw a clump of branches stretching out, a huge blood-red leaf rolled up, and the spirit stone disappeared.

Suddenly, the color of the Immortal Song Tree changed again, becoming colorful. At the same time, it also emitted a clear sound like Sanskrit singing, floating in all directions.

The Sanskrit sounds are graceful, with a touch of Zen, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Suddenly, Qin Qing clapped his hands, pointed at the Fairy Song Tree and said, "Look, there are words on the colored leaves." In a rare change of attitude, he showed a hint of emotion.

Yun Zhongge was worried that he could not ease the embarrassment between him and Qin Qing, so he happened to have this opportunity, and he said loudly: "This fairy song tree was born from the interplay of the essence of Lingshan and the fairy Qi of Yunxia. Although it is a demon plant, But very spiritual.”

"Every full moon night is the time when its spirituality is at its peak. What is wonderful is that this fairy song tree is like a famous person in the world. It is quite elegant and loves the most beautiful poems in the world. As long as the poems and words are engraved on the spiritual stone, Go up and throw it towards the Immortal Song Tree. When the Immortal Song Tree swallows the power of the spirit stone, it will burn the words on the spirit stone on the leaves."

"What's even better is that the Immortal Song Tree seems to be able to read these words that condense the true feelings of the world, and automatically divides all kinds of poems into five types, named after the five colors of gold, purple, black, and blue. If there are unqualified poems sent to it, , then there will be no trace left and it will disappear without a trace.”

"The poems you see now are all collected and recited by the servants here, engraved on the spiritual stones, and then thrown to the Immortal Song Tree to eat, and finally became like this. However, in recent years, there have been very few Immortal Song Trees. I showed my body and posture, but I didn’t expect that today, when the moon is full, you would encounter this wonderful scene. Doesn’t it prove that you are all very blessed people?”

After Yun Zhongge finished talking, everyone was amazed. Everyone had seen a lot of monsters, beasts and elves, but it was almost rare to see something like this Fairy Song Tree, which was obviously uncultivated and had no wisdom, yet had such talent and elegance. An elegant plant.

All of them are of noble status and have advanced cultivation. Some of them have a rough understanding of poetry and some are proficient in it, but none of them are incompetent.

As a monk, especially one who comes from a famous sect or a noble family, it is impossible not to know poetry.

The reason is very simple. After practicing to this level, no one will understand literature and history and understand the principles clearly.

It's hard not to feel inspired and happy about poetry, which is a wonderful text that condenses the world's true feelings, behavioral principles, and master's experience.

In particular, many times, in gatherings of high-ranking families and decent families, in addition to analyzing the principles and difficulties of spiritual practice, they often organize poetry circles to meet friends and entertain people.

Qin Qing had been in seclusion all year round and rarely asked about worldly affairs. She had never heard of many exquisite poems in the world. At this moment, she saw so many pearls and inscriptions carved on the fairy song tree. The dissatisfaction in her heart because she did not like gatherings had disappeared. And scattered.

At this moment, she was completely absorbed by the Immortal Song Tree. She watched devoutly and murmured the words on the leaves. She was entering the divine world when suddenly a spiritual stone was thrown from the east peak. The leaves of the tree were rolled up, and suddenly, the colorful crown of the Fairy Song Tree turned into blood again.

The leaves of poetry disappeared without a trace.

Yun Zhongge's peripheral vision was always focused on Qin Qing's face. He was happy in his heart, but he saw Qin Qing suddenly frowning. His heart seemed to be pricked by a needle. When he noticed that the Immortal Song Tree had changed, he suddenly had a handsome face. Dark as ink, he yelled violently, "You bastard!"

Yue Ziling also had a stern look on his face and hurriedly threw a spirit stone towards the tree. The spirit stone was caught in the leaves and there was no more reaction. It was not like Yun Zhongge did before. After swallowing the spirit stone, he released colorful poems. leaf.

"What happened?" Yue Ziling looked at Yun Zhongge, his face as dark as water.

Prince Zheng said with a look of annoyance: "Zhongge, what kind of person is Fairy Qin? He has been to so many wonders, wonderful places, blessed places and caves in the world. Today we come to Yufu Mountain to watch the ceremony, and he represents the Eight Immortal Sects. It is rare for us in Yufu Mountain How come something like this happens when there is something that can be taken out and caught in the eyes of fairies? Where is the etiquette in treating guests like this? Could it be that I want to report it to Master Ye Wang for my brother?"

Zheng Shizi and Yue Ziling made looks one after another, because Qin Qingxiu frowned slightly, showing a little displeasure.

The cold and clear Qin Qing is like a beautiful cold moon, which makes people want to hold it in their arms.

Prince Zheng had been with her for two days, and when he came up with such thoughts, he let it go. Even Yue Ziling, who had only met Qin Qing for a moment, started to admire her.

There was no need for Prince Zheng to add fuel to the fire. Yun Zhongge was already furious. He cupped his fists and said, "Everyone, it's Yun who didn't treat you well. You made such a stupid mistake. You and Fairy Qin are here. Shouldn't Yun get along with you?" Letting those trash enter the venue ruins the atmosphere."

"The Immortal Song Tree hides the leaves of poetry, all because I don't know which fool just now wrote a foul-smelling poem, and rashly threw it to the Immortal Song Tree, causing the Immortal Song Tree to rebel, and this happened. Something happened. If such a bastard doesn't want to be their guest, Zhongge will never let go of them. I'll look for them and send them away."

After saying that, Yun Zhongge took out a sound transmission bead from his waist pouch, urged to open the restraint, and whispered a few words in a deep voice. In just a moment, the soldiers of the brigade and many of the envoys rushed towards the three peaks of Pengri, Xiumei and Yunyan, and in a blink of an eye, the three peaks were sealed off.

Since it caused endless complaints, a group of envoys were really specialized in their art. They didn't know what kind of means they used to easily eliminate the commotion.

Finally, holding the sun, the three beautiful peaks on the temples returned to tranquility.

"Brother Yun, I wonder if this Immortal Song Tree can bloom the leaves of poetry again?"

Qin Qing blurted out and asked.

When Qin Qing heard Brother Yun's words, Yun Zhongge felt that the bones around him suddenly became lighter. He stared at Qin Qing and forgot to answer.

Prince Zheng coughed lightly and said, "Zhongge, Fairy Qin's golden mouth has been opened. You can't do anything about it, right?"

Yun Zhongge said: "There is no way to do it. Just carve wonderful poems on the spiritual stone and throw them towards the Immortal Song Tree. Once the Immortal Song Tree grows happy, the leaves of poetry will bloom again."

Prince Zheng said, "In that case, what are you waiting for? Although we are not good at this, who hasn't memorized dozens of wonderful poems, picked one at random, carved it on the spiritual stone, and threw it over."