My Wife, Something is Wrong Chapter 874

  The sky is getting bright.

   At the border of Dayan, on the wide flat ground at the top of Giant Ape Peak, many people have gathered.

   Except for the big and small sects in Dayan territory.

   Neighboring countries, sects from countries farther away, and even some aristocratic families or shady cultivation forces also came after hearing the news.

  The mere great inflammation naturally cannot attract so many practitioners.

  They mainly wanted to see the demeanor of the disciples of the top three immortal sects on this continent.

  Maybe if you are lucky, you can make friends.

   Even, maybe you can meet some good opportunities.

   After all, it is rare to see the gathering of the three great immortal sects in hundreds of years.

  As for the fate of Dayan, few people care about it.

   Offended Misty Immortal Sect, one of the three great Immortal Sects, and killed many disciples without fear of death. The consequences can be imagined.

  So, when Bai Yishan's flying sword slowly landed, except for the sects in Dayan who came to say hello, the other forces all looked on coldly and did not approach.

  In the current Great Flame, whoever touches it will be unlucky.

   This time, all five sects of Dayan gathered here.

   Taoist Yunshang, the master of Qingyun Temple, Ning Yuan, the abbot of Jinchan Temple, Luo Shang from Xianyun Pavilion, Zixia Fairy from Lingxiao Sect, and Ma Chenzi from Huashan School, all brought their masters in person.

  Patriarchs of some other sect families also brought people to cheer.

  Although the opponent is a giant of the Immortal Sect, Dayan is undoubtedly fighting against the opponent, but as Dayan people, they should come over and contribute their strength now that Dayan is in trouble.

It is worth mentioning that.

   Last time at the ancient ruins, Ma Chenzi of the Huashan School and his disciple Lin Yuan returned safely without any accident.

  At this time, the senior members of several major sects were chatting in front of Bai Yishan and Zhuang Zhiyan.

   Then, speaking in a low voice, he asked about the negotiation with Misty Immortal Sect this time.

  The younger generation also gathered together to say hello and introduce each other.

  This time when they came to the border, besides the high-ranking officials, all sects also brought their best disciples with them, and prepared to let them come out to learn more.

  This negotiation with Misty Immortal Sect is a crisis, but it is also a good opportunity for young disciples to broaden their horizons and grow.

   Besides, this is a major event related to the fate of the country.

  As the young blood of Dayan, they should have known about these crises and their responsibilities early on.

   In this way, you will be more motivated to practice hard in the future.

  No matter how bad these sects were in the past, this time, everyone naturally stood firmly together.

  As a person from Dayan, facing foreign enemies, it is natural that all will prosper and all will suffer.

   They must unite and fight for themselves and their country!

"Principal Bai, don't worry, these small conflicts between our sects are not worth mentioning in the face of major national affairs. This time, we are fighting for the country. Although our strength is meager, we all have a child who guards the territory and protects the country." Heart! We came to the border this time with the determination to sacrifice our lives for the country! As long as they dare to fight, we will naturally dare to fight back! Even if we die, we must die with integrity, and we will never do anything that betrays the interests of the country. thing!"

   "Amitabha, what Ma Zhangmen said is that if the other party deceives others too much, we can't retreat again and again. The national interest is above all else, and it is better to die than to die!"

   "When I get angry, blood splatters five steps! What do we practitioners have to fear? For the sake of the country and the people, we cannot back down!"

   In front of Bai Yishan, the heads of the major sect masters of Dayan spoke in an angry tone, sharing the same hatred with the enemy.

Bai Yishan nodded with satisfaction, and persuaded in a gentle voice: "Everyone can have a passion and unite with the outside world. Bai Yi admires it very much. It's just that the matter may not reach that point. Since people from Penglai Xiandao and Jiutian Yaotai have come, we naturally want to Focus on peace talks and try to avoid bloodshed."

   Then he sighed again: "After all, the opponent is indeed too powerful."

  At this time, a man in a gray Confucian robe suddenly walked out not far away, and said with a smile on his face, "Brother Bai, long time no see."

  Bai Yishan took a look, his face was filled with surprise, he cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zhu, I didn't expect you to come."

  The man in the Confucian robe sighed, and said: "I am waiting for Confucian and Taoist friends, there are only a handful of people left. Brother Bai is in trouble this time, how can I not come?"

  Bai Yishan hurriedly thanked him, and then greeted him to chat.

  At this time, two other elegant men in Confucian robes came laughing.

  The four of them met, very happy.

   "Brother Zhang, when Bai left last time, you said that you were polishing a good article. It should have been polished by now, right? Just now, Brother Zhu and Brother Tang are all here. Brother Zhang quickly show it to me."

   "Haha, Brother Zhang is so confident, it must be a really good article. If it can arouse the literary spirit in my body, I might be able to regain my vitality."

A middle-aged man named Zhang Wenruo waved his hands again and again, sighed and said: "I don't want to mention it. I just finished writing that article a few days ago, so I tried it with my literary energy, but there was no response. I will read it again in the next two days." After reading it again, hey, it's not as good as shit.”

  Zhu Tingyuan said with a smile: "If Wen Ruo said that, I'm even more curious. I really want to see how the **** doesn't make sense, so bring it out."

  Zhang Wenruo quickly refused: "No, it's too embarrassing."

   Immediately, he looked at Bai Yishan again and said, "I heard that brother Bai wrote several exquisite poems, and they were full of literary spirit."

  As soon as these words came out, Zhu Tingyuan and another middle-aged man named Tang Yanzhi's eyes lit up: "Really?"

  Bai Yishan suddenly smiled wryly, and said: "I am ashamed, there are indeed a few poems by Bai, and they are indeed very exquisite. Unfortunately, they were not written by Bai, but by me, a talented scholar."

"oh?"

  The three of them were even more surprised and curious when they heard this.

  Zhu Tingyuan said: "The poems that can be praised by Brother Bai must be extremely exquisite poems. Read it quickly and listen to it."

  At this time, a white light suddenly flew from the distant sky.

   In the blink of an eye, it was already near.

   Immediately, the white light faded away, and a silver-haired woman in a skirt with fairy air appeared.

   "It's Fairy Lianxue from Jiutian Yaotai!"

   Someone immediately recognized the woman's identity.

   "Hey, why did she come first by herself?"

   "I heard that she is the only fairy who practices Confucianism and Taoism in Jiutian Yaotai, and she has a special status in the sect."

  Everyone was discussing in low voices.

  Bai Yishan and the others hurriedly cupped their hands in greeting.

  Fairy Lianxue's white dress fluttered and fell in front of several people. Her face was beautiful and she looked only in her twenties, but in those deep eyes, there were traces left by the years.

   She smiled and greeted several people.

  The relaxed and casual atmosphere just now suddenly became a little stiff because of her arrival.

  The four elegant and gentle middle-aged people are a little uncomfortable at the moment.

  With a woman present, some things cannot be said casually.

   What's more, this woman is amazingly talented, has a noble status, and is from Jiutian Yaotai, and several people have pursued her before, but she rejected them all...

  So, can you not be embarrassed?

   "I haven't seen her for many years, Fairy Lianxue still looks younger and younger."

   "Hey, we all look older and older, but the fairy looks younger and younger."

   Several people greeted each other stiffly, not knowing what to say.

   Fairy Lianxue had a warm smile on her face, making her feel like a spring breeze, and said softly: "What were you guys talking about just now? You look very excited."

   A few people just remembered the business.

  Zhu Tingyuan hurriedly said: "Brother Bai has some good poems, and he is about to read them to us."

"oh?"

  Fairy Lianxue looked at the middle-aged man with gray temples in front of her eyes, and said with a soft smile, "Has Dean Bai written any good poems again? What a coincidence that the little girl came today."

  Bai Yishan said awkwardly: "It wasn't Bai who did it, it was my Da Yan genius. Bai just thought it was good, so we just talked about it."

  Fairy Lianxue moved her gaze, and said: "Since Lian Bai Dean thinks it is good, it must be a good poem. Why don't Dean Bai read it out, let me appreciate it later?"

Bai Yishan nodded, pondered for a while, and said, "Let's read one first, Bai Yi's favorite. This word is bold and unrestrained, the conception is extraordinary, eclectic, and Bai's heart was swayed when he heard it. Amazed."

After finishing speaking, he first performed a formula to isolate the noise around him and the voices from inside and outside. Then he narrowed his eyes and read aloud: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the wine to the blue sky. I don't know the palace in the sky. Tonight What year is it..."

  As soon as this sentence came out, all four of them were shocked!

  The smile on Fairy Lianxue's face froze even more, and she immediately held her breath.

   "I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are too cold. Dance to find out the shadows, why do you seem to be in the world..."

  The four contemporary Confucian scholars were all shocked at this moment, and their inner spirit could hardly be restrained.

  "...People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope that people will live a long time, and we will share the joys and joys of thousands of miles..."

  When Bai Yishan finished reading the last paragraph, the four of them froze in place, silent, as if they had turned into wooden sculptures.

   And in the depths of their eyes, there are golden words floating and flowing.

   After a while.

  Fairy Lianxue was the first to come back to her senses, her voice trembling: "This word...Principal Bai, who wrote this poem? Can it resonate with the cultural atmosphere of heaven and earth?"

  Zhang Wenruo exclaimed: "Such immortal words can definitely resonate with the cultural atmosphere of the world, and even cause even greater visions."

  Bai Yishan sighed bitterly, and said: "Unfortunately, it was born in my Great Yan. Within my Great Yan, there is still a heaven and earth culture. Besides, the author of this poem is not a Confucian or Taoist."

  As soon as these words came out, several people looked at him in astonishment.

  Zhu Tingyuan immediately said: "How can such Confucian and Taoist geniuses be wasted? Didn't Brother Bai go for it?"

  Bai Yishan smiled wryly, and said: "Back when Bai heard this poem, he wanted to accept that young man as his disciple, but..."

   "But what?"

   All four looked at him suspiciously.

Bai Yishan sighed, and said: "The other party is actually a genius of martial arts, even a genius of soul dao, so Bai's meager strength here, how can he have the nerve to accept him as a disciple. My great Yan culture has long been exhausted, if Bai is forced to let him Wouldn't it harm him to practice Confucianism and Taoism? This kind of thing, Bai can't do it."

   When the four of them heard this, they all sighed.

   "It's a pity, it's a pity..."

   "The world lacks literary movement, and the literary spirit is thin, what can I do..."

  At this time, Fairy Lianxue suddenly asked again: "Principal Bai, did that boy only compose this song?"

  Bai Yishan said: "Not only that, there are a few more, all of which are excellent works. At least Bai feels that they are all peerless treasures."

"oh?"

  As soon as these words came out, the hearts of the four people were shocked, and they immediately became excited.

   "Brother Bai, read it quickly! Read it quickly!"

   Even Fairy Lianxue couldn't help urging: "Principal Bai, read it quickly."

  Bai Yishan glanced at her, and then said: "Then Bai will read another poem. The tone of this poem is generous and tragic, with endless meaning. It is soul-stirring and amazing to read."

   After finishing speaking, as soon as the momentum came out, he read aloud: "The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wipe out the heroes. Whether it is success or failure is turned around. The green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for a few times..."

  As soon as this sentence came out, the literary spirit in the bodies of several people seemed to suddenly roar, and their spirits were shocked.

  Bai Yishan's voice was close at hand, yet seemed far away in the sky.

  The words, the words, seemed to have a mysterious force that made their whole souls tremble.

   It seems that what is rushing away is not the rolling water of the Yangtze River, but the ruthless history.

  The rise and fall of history, the ups and downs of life.

  Deep in their hearts, there seems to be sighs of vicissitudes, and in the sighs, there seems to be something that is looking for the eternal value of life...

  Bai Yishan had already finished reading, but the consciousness of the few people drifted to nowhere.

  It seems to have been floating in the rolling river of history, following the rushing river, watching the ups and downs of history and life...

   Several people stayed in place, motionless.

  Deep in Bai Yishan's heart, a certain resonance resounded.

  Actually, he recited these poems for selfish reasons.

  The young man is His Majesty's husband, and he will definitely fight for the flames. Moreover, his relationship with that Yueyao girl seems to be very good, and he will definitely not watch her being taken away by the people of the Misty Immortal Sect.

   Therefore, he must offend Misty Immortal Sect.

  The entire Great Yan may also have a death feud with Misty Immortal Sect, or in other words, it has already been forged.

   Then, at this time, the poems are very important.

  He hopes that these Confucian and Taoist friends will value this young man because of these poems, and hold a glimmer of hope that this Fairy Lianxue from Jiutian Yaotai will be tempted by that young man.

  If this Fairy Lianxue is moved to cherish her talents, she will naturally speak for them when negotiating later.

  The words of Fairy Jiutian Yaotai carry a lot of weight.

  Even a big sect like Misty Immortal Sect would never dare to ignore it.

  As long as she defends that boy, things will turn around.

  Thinking of this, he glanced at the four of them again, and said, "The boy's poems are not limited to these two. If you still want to listen, Bai will read them one by one."

  As soon as these words came out, the four of them couldn't wait to say: "Read, read quickly!"

   "Beside the broken bridge outside the station, loneliness is open to no one..."

   "Thousands of hammers and tens of thousands of hammers chisel out the deep mountains, and the fire burns like nothing..."

   "Slender clouds make tricks, flying stars spread hatred, silver men go far and dark..."

   "The bright moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time..."

   Fairy Lianxue's body was already trembling slightly, her eyes were shining brightly, it was unbelievable.

  The other three people were all breathless and shocked.

  The literary qi in the bodies of several people is like a tide, surging and turbulent.

  Of course, Bai Yishan still kept a song that he didn't read.

  Because he broke through with that poem, and that poem has also become his new practice.

  When the poem first came out of the boy's mouth, he happened to be there at that time, and he happened to absorb all the literary spirit and rhyme in it.

  After listening, he immediately went back to retreat, the bottleneck was broken, and his strength increased greatly.

   And some time ago, he just left the customs.

  It was only after he left the customs that he realized that the young man had become the queen's husband, and his martial arts and soul cultivation had improved further.

  So, he didn't bother even more.

  He didn't want to expose the other party's peerless talent and let the other party develop silently in Dayan, but now, he had to expose it.

  Of course, what he exposed was only literary talent.

  The people in front of me are the few remaining fruits of Confucianism and Taoism. I believe that after listening to these poems, they will immediately understand how important that young man is to the dying Confucianism and Taoism.

   "Brother Bai! Is that boy here?"

  Zhang Wenruo asked excitedly.

   Several other people were also very excited.

   Fairy Lianxue's eyes were shining, and she said directly: "With him, our Confucianism and Taoism may... be able to rejuvenate!"

  Seeing this, Bai Yishan gave a bitter smile, and sighed: "That young man may not be able to protect himself this time."

  As soon as these words came out, all four of them were taken aback.

  Tang Yanzhi immediately said in a deep voice, "Brother Bai, what do you mean by that?"

  Zhu Tingyuan couldn't help urging: "Brother Bai, if you have something to say, just say it, don't make me wait!"

  Bai Yishan could only sigh and said: "That young man is the most loyal subject of my Empress Dayan, and he came to the border negotiations this time with the determination to die."

Chapter end