Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Liu Wuxie's poems have spread throughout Dongyue Lake, and countless men and women are silent in the sentence "Don't worry about the future without a friend, and no one in the world knows you."

If a thousand people say it, there will be a thousand artistic conceptions.

"Brother Liu is really amazing. In such a short time, I will refine a spiritual spirit!"

Many famous disciples from Tianluo Valley came forward to congratulate him, but were not angry because Liu Wuxie stole Hua Chenye's limelight.

Since it is a poetry and song conference, there are naturally strong and weak.

Liu Wuxie smiled and did not explain.

The poem ends, whether to write painting, music, or chess, depends on Murong Yi's arrangement.

"Miss Murong, what's the next word!"

Everyone was a little impatient when they waited and urged.

Murong Yi stood up, her beautiful eyes swept across everyone, and she stayed on Liu Wuxie's face for a while.

"There are calligraphy and painting below, with the theme of scenery!"

‘Scenery’ has too many meanings, whether it is people, things, or nature, they have their own scenery.

Each painting is a landscape.

Even a grass or a stone is a kind of scenery.

Whose scenery is more vivid and touching is more meaningful, which means the higher the painting environment.

There are many people participating in poetry, but when it comes to calligraphy and painting, most people choose to give up. Their painting skills are too low, and it is embarrassing to go up.

The first level of Liu Wuxie's creation of such a quatrain made many people feel ashamed. Compared with Liu Wuxie's, their poems are completely rubbish.

Some people are starting to get ready to go, and they are just as good as poetry, but they are absolutely talented in painting.

Qiu Bohao is this kind of person.

One of the four great talents, famous for his calligraphy and painting.

A stack of rice paper is placed on each table. This is not ordinary paper, specially prepared for painting.

Liu Wuxie glanced at the rice paper and did not make any moves. He just wrote a poem with the main purpose of winning Yin Jingwu's Yu Ruyi.

He is not interested in such romantic things.

Although Murong Yi is beautiful, he is just beautiful. He already has Ling Xue.

Chen Ruoyan and Jian Xing'er's appearance are also top-notch, especially Chen Ruoyan, who is not under Xu Lingxue.

A man started grinding and preparing to paint.

Most people close their eyes and before painting, they have to copy and construct a picture in their minds before they can be portrayed on paper.

"Young Master Liu, don't you paint?"

In addition to Liu Wuxie, hundreds of people gathered together to drink. They were all rough and had no interest in chanting poetry and painting.

A prince from Ninghaicheng came over, holding a wine pot in his hand, and looking at Liu Wuxie with a smile.

"Is there something wrong?"

Liu Wuxie frowned slightly. There must be no good things for this person to come to find him.

"It's nothing, it's just curiosity."

The man sat carelessly opposite Liu Wuxie, picked up the wine pot, and sipped a few times into his mouth.

"It's not good to be too curious."

Liu Wuxie replied coldly. He saw the man sitting with Qiu Yuan just now, and he was probably a good guy.

The man was exposed by Liu Wuxie, and the man was not angry.

"Brother Liu is so humorous!"

The man was so thick-skinned that he actually beat him up, and regarded Liu Wuxie's keeping others thousands of miles away as humor.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me!"

Liu Wuxie didn't want to talk to him, he just wanted to stay quietly for a while.

"That's right. I admire Brother Liu's literary talent very much. Can I write the poem I just wrote again? I will take it back and frame it and observe it day and night."

The man suddenly made this request and asked Liu Wuxie to write again.

He first flattered Liu Wuxie, and then asked for the poem he had just said.

The poem just now contains the spirit of a great scholar.

Confucianism and Taoism have long disappeared, and there is no great Confucianism in the entire Zhenwu Continent. Although Liu Wuxie is not a great Confucianism, his poems contain the style of Confucianism and Taoism.

This is enough.

Although Confucianism and Taoism are lonely, it does not mean that it has completely disappeared. There are still many people studying Confucianism and Taoism culture.

If Liu Wuxie gets this poem by monks who practice Confucianism and Taoism, it will be of great help to their cultivation.

"Why should I write!"

Liu Wuxie looked at the man with a smile.

If you ask me to write, I will write obediently, what do you think of me?

"Brother Liu offers a price. As long as it is within my tolerance, I will agree to you."

The man didn't give up and asked Liu Wuxie to offer the offer. He had to spend money to buy it, so that neither of them would suffer any losses.

“Don’t write!”

Liu Wuxie waved his hand and signaled that he could leave.

This answer made the man stunned, and he didn't expect that Liu Wuxie was so ignorant of his praise.

"Liu Wuxie, you really want to reject me."

When Liu Wuxie refused, the man's face changed suddenly, and his terrifying murderous intent enveloped Liu Wuxie.

"You're going to do it here?"

Liu Wuxie's eyes turned cold, and he had a more terrifying murderous intent to reverse shock. The man took several steps back and flew away the table behind him.

The actions here alarmed many people, and it was still unclear what had happened.

"Liu Wuxie, don't be shameless. I buy your poems, that's for you. You think it's so great. There's nothing in the world that I, Mr. Ling, can't buy."

The man was extremely angry. He was shocked by Liu Wuxie and almost sat on the ground.

"It's the eldest son of the Ling family in Ninghai City. Why did he have a conflict with Liu Wuxie?"

Many people looked surprised. There are two major families in Ninghai City, namely the Qiu family and the Ling family.

The Ling family's status is still above the Qiu family, mainly because the Ling family is rich. I heard that they have mastered a method to quickly identify the wild stones. Over the years, they have earned a huge amount of ordinary wealth.

"It seems that Young Master Ling is going to invest in Liu Wuxie's poems, but Liu Wuxie refused on the spot."

The people who stood near me could hear clearly and explained.

"This Liu Wuxie is really unreasonable. He is just a poem. Even if he gives it to Master Ling, he will not suffer any loss. He will flatter the Ling family. In the future, the safety of the people in Ninghai City can be at least guaranteed."

Many people wonder why Liu Wuxie didn’t agree directly.

"You think the poems containing the spirit of great Confucianism are so easy to write. You may have been lucky just now. If you write one, you may not be able to write it again, because the poems have been recorded by the heavens."

There are still many sensible people on the field.

Liu Wuxie's first writing, which attracted a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth.

The second time you write, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Otherwise, a large number of people would have come up to ask for this verse.

Without the aura of a great Confucian scholar, what's the use of taking it back? Just write one by one. Anyway, they have written down all Liu Wuxie's poems.

"You don't have my face to give me. I don't want to see you again, get out!"

Liu Wuxie was not interested in arguing with him. He relied on his own to win his face, not given by others.

"Okay, very good, wait for me!"

Young Master Ling pointed at Liu Wuxie viciously, left the place angrily, and returned to the table. Qiu Yuan hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

It's just a small episode and it ends soon.

More than ten minutes have passed, and someone has already started writing and is preparing to paint.

"Liu Wuxie, do you dare to bet with Senior Brother Qiu?"

Yin Jingwu jumped out again and wanted to bet with Liu Wuxie for a painting fight this time.

Liu Wuxie looked disgusted. Do you lose to me in Doushi? Do you think you can turn the tables?

"Senior Brother Yin, what are you doing? When will Senior Brother Qiu agree to fight with Liu Wuxie?"
To be continued...