Chapter 954 The Peach Blossom Fairy Under the Peach Blossom Nunnery

   It will not be just a few people from the sect masters of the four seas who are lost.

   Simply put, they are not lost because they have not seen the world and make a fuss.

   But the matter itself is really disturbing.

   Any practitioner, as long as he is a practitioner, cannot remain calm in this situation! If it can, it is by no means calm, but either stupid or stupid, or stupid or dumb!

   And people who can practice all the way to the ground, how can they be stupid?

  So, when Xu Yishan came to Juxing Building, he was stunned all the way, even Gan Congshi was no exception!

  Gan Congshi himself has become much younger. In fact, he is still far above Xu Yishan. But to put it a bit poignantly, who is he, and who is Xu Yishan?

   He was just a mediocre Earth-level Qi-entraining realm, and Xu Yishan had already mastered the Earth-level.

  Can the two move forward again, the nature is the same?

   It should be said that without Xu Yishan, Gan Congshi would be the "brightest star in the night sky" and the most beautiful boy in the audience today.

   But when Xu Yishan arrived.

  No one cares about what is going on with the Gancong style, at least at this time.

   "Brother Yishan, you... have you finally taken that step?" In the silence on the ground floor, it was Nan Pingxiu, the Sect Master of Lanshui Sect, who finally broke the silence.

   And her question was exactly the same as the one the sect master of Sihaimen had just asked outside.

   This is actually the mind of all the tiers present at the venue!

"That step is not difficult, it just has to cross Wanshui and Qianshan first." Xu Yishan chuckled, "Sect Master Nanping, you are now in Wanshui. So, because my brother is not talented, I will take a few steps ahead of you for the time being. I am wandering in those thousand mountains, but wanting to get out of the mountains is far from a matter of a while.”

The first    opened, and then, like a group of aunts buying vegetables in a vegetable market, a group of people surrounded Xu Yishan, the stall owner.

  Some ask you if this dish is fresh.

  Some people ask you how much this dish is per pound.

  Some people ask if your scale is short of jins or liang.

  Some ask if there is a discount if you buy more?

  Xu Yishan was neither sullen nor annoyed, neither impatient nor impatient, the flower group stood there beautifully, just laughing.

   is really smiling and welcoming visitors from all over the world.

   He also answered all the questions of the crowd.

   But after a long while, everyone on the ground also knew that no matter what Xu Yishan wanted to say or not, under this situation, they couldn't ask anything. And the biggest information they know is that Xu Yishan didn't take that step.

   But Xu Yishan has made great progress in his cultivation.

  What nonsense? If you don’t go to a lot of places, you won’t be surprised by all the friends.

   Finally, after the atmosphere in the venue calmed down a little, Xu Yishan began to control the venue and called the sect master of Sihaimen, indicating that the master's family could serve food.

   Regarding serving food, the sect master of Sihaimen has a lot of new situations and wants to communicate with Xu Yishan, but there is no problem in laying out the cold dishes prepared in advance.

   In view of the fact that there were a lot of guests, it was slightly beyond the original expectations of Sihaimen, mainly because there were too many old guys rubbing rice, shameless.

   The event was originally planned to be held in a certain hall, but now it is directly placed in the open air.

  Juxinglou was originally a large-scale activity place, similar to a large-scale park in someone's previous life, with all kinds of pavilions, flowers, trees, and open spaces.

   In an open space near the center of Juxing Building, all the guests stood scattered, waiting to be served.

  What dish?

Salad!

   To hold the event of "Dao Poetry Competition", it is natural to let people know what "Dao Poetry" is.

   As a result, the twenty poems in the road to Qingyun were taken out by Sihaimen, but only half of them were taken out!

  Ten Taoist poems, just like this, in a way of occupying a "billboard", they were solemnly presented by the person serving the dishes.

  The manpower is carefully selected.

  Sihaimen did not intend to highlight itself too much in this event. Now, of course, there is no more, but for such an event, the facade must not be lost.

  The facade is the face.

   Therefore, the people carrying the large floor-standing "billboards" are in groups of two, and each group is actually different.

  Some are a pair of old men, not only Cang Yan, but also Hua Fa.

   Some looked like they were around 60, and they had a majestic imposing manner. All the guests on the ground level could tell at a glance that both of them were experts in the enlightenment realm.

  Some are people of thirty or forty. In a group, one side is shrewd and hardworking, and the other side is calm and honest.

   Then, there are young people who are in their prime.

   There are also children who haven’t started their practice yet, probably only practiced for a few years.

  All-round display from old to young!

At this time, all the ground-level people also slowly regained their minds, temporarily breaking away from the shock brought to them by Gan Congshi and Xu Yishan, and looking at the ten groups of people from Sihaimen, some of the ground-level people couldn't help but feel He nodded slightly in approval.

   Regardless of whether Sihaimen is carefully selected or not, the fact is that these people selected are not bad!

  The old one seems to have read all the glitz of the world, and the lesser one is about to open a new chapter. From old to young, under different ages, there are different temperaments.

   And every kind of temperament and elegance is remarkable.

   "The curtain is lifted, it's bright!" Even Xu Yishan nodded inwardly.

   All ten billboards were placed on the ground, and they were placed separately in this large open space, and then stood there like hangers.

   But what kind of trick is Sihaimen doing?

   Everyone is still confused.

  Because every hanger is hung by "clothes", I can't figure out what's inside.

   "Master Xu, please move and unveil the first Taoist stele!" The sect master of Sihaimen came to Xu Yishan at this moment, bowed slightly, and extended his hand to signal.

  Xu Yishan nodded slightly, his expression simple.

   And just as he walked past, the audience, regardless of the honored guest, was silent.

   It seems that everyone else has been frozen into sculptures by time, but only Xu Yishan is walking along the riverside of this time.

   A group of juniors, some may not know what the situation is.

   But they are all sensitive.

   At least, sensitive to the feeling of Qi.

  The silence and solemnity in the field were brought by a group of people, and then they also passed this silence and solemnity to everyone on the scene.

   At this moment, if a needle really fell to the ground, it was clearly audible.

  Xu Yishan didn't smile or anything. He also took some solemnity very seriously and slowly tore off the cover on the first tablet.

The    tablet is made of wood.

   In the focus of all eyes on the scene, when the cover was no longer, everyone also saw what was engraved on the tablet.

   One minnow, one lid, one flat boat, and one inch of fishing line and one inch hook.

   A leisurely song, a bowl of wine, and a single sandbar for one person.

   This "Dao Poem" is the first of the twenty poems on the Qingyun Road, and it was also used by Sihaimen as the first poem to be viewed, and this one was also engraved by the master of Sihaimen himself.

The word    is vigorous and powerful at first glance.

  If it were another occasion, Xu Yishan would probably say with a smile, Lao Gu, this should be your handwriting, right? The writing is pretty good!

   But at this time, after tearing off the cloth, he just quietly walked away a few steps so that everyone in the field could clearly see what was written on the tablet.

   Indeed, at this time, Xu Yishan was not the focus.

   No matter how "heaven and man" he was, at this moment, the center and center of gravity naturally fell on the tablet.

   There is a younger generation, and while watching, he softly recited the content.

The boy standing beside Nan Pingxiu was originally mumbling to herself, which was probably some kind of habit she had when looking at things, but when the audience was silent at this time, her voice had a tender voice. , but it seemed to fall from the sky.

The    seemed to come from the distant wind.

   brought a kind of mystery, a kind of unprecedented, just like this, into the audience.

   (end of this chapter)