Douluo: Reversed Ten Thousand Times, Blackening the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda

Chapter 98 Contemporary Literature Copying Public

"Who is Xiao Gang's disciple?"

Liu Erlong asked with some confusion.

This was the first time she had heard of this.

When Flanders heard this, his expression changed, "There is nothing I can't say. Xiaogang's disciple named Tang San is an extremely rare owner of twin martial spirits. One of the martial spirits is the world's number one martial spirit, Hao." Heavenly Hammer!"

"what?"

"Xiao Gang actually has such a powerful disciple?"

After hearing what Flanders said, Liu Erlong was a little stunned.

Haotian Sect.

The well-deserved No. [-] sect in the world, needless to say, one can imagine how proud its disciples should be.

Not to mention, he is the owner of twin martial arts souls.

That's way more noble than a mere disciple of the Haotian Sect, I don't know.

but.

He was actually willing to take Xiaogang as his disciple?

to be frank.

If these words hadn't come from Flanders' mouth, if someone else had said it, she would have thought that someone was deliberately taunting Yu Xiaogang.

"It's hard to believe, but it's true."

How could Flanders fail to see what Liu Erlong was thinking, and added: "Speaking of which, the reason why Xiaogang was able to accept Tang San as his disciple has a lot to do with Tang San's father."

"Who is his father?"

"Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, who is known as the youngest Douluo in the Douluo Continent and has the title of Douluo!"

"Hiss...it's him?"

Liu Erlong took a breath when he heard this.

He still knows a little about Tang Hao's deeds.

In addition to the title of the youngest titled Douluo on the Douluo Continent, Tang Hao has an additional identity.

That is the most wanted criminal in Wuhundian.

"If this is the case, there is indeed nothing wrong with Tang Hao's son worshiping Xiaogang as his disciple..."

Liu Erlong was a little confused again, "But why haven't I seen that child?"

"Hey." Flanders sighed, "This is what I want to tell you. Before Shrek Academy was disbanded, Tang San had already left Shrek Academy with his father.

As for the reason, it also has something to do with Ning Yu... There are too many things involved in it, so I will talk to you after Xiaogang comes. "

To be honest.

When he mentioned this matter, he felt somewhat emotional in his heart.

The majestic Haotian Douluo is like a bereaved dog.

How sad?

On the other hand, Liu Erlong, after hearing what Flanders said, did not ask any more questions, "Boss Fu, then I will wait for your good news..."

Thinking of Yu Xiaogang, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, she felt excited and full of expectations.

……

the other side.

Ning Yu also came to Yuexuan.

He is well-dressed, coupled with his noble background, he has a superior temperament invisibly.

There was no obstruction at all when entering Yuexuan.

have to say.

It is not unreasonable for Yuexuan to be sought after by the major nobles of the Tiandou Empire and even the royal family.

The decoration in Yuexuan is noble and elegant, not vulgar.

Understated yet luxurious.

Very connotative.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?"

A well-qualified waiter walked up to Ning Yu and asked with a smile.

"No."

Ning Yu shook his head with a smile, "This is my first time here, just find a place for me to sit."

He also didn't show that I am the young master of Qibao Glazed Sect and I want your boss to come out and see me.

There are even similar plots in many fan novels...

However, in his opinion, this is very stupid behavior.

Where is Yuexuan?
Even if we don’t mention the Haotian Sect, the number one sect in the world behind him.

As far as the attitude of the major nobles and even Emperor Tiandou towards Yuexuan was concerned, it was not a place where one could behave wildly.

It's not a matter of strength.

It refers to quality.

Nobles just like those arty things.

Pay attention to taste.

Say.

Ning Yu is also curious about this place, and Yue Xuan is not his enemy...

soon.

Under the guidance of the waiter, Ning Yu sat down in a compartment surrounded by gauze curtains.

Through the gauze.

He could also see some shadowy figures, and they also sat down around him.

In front is a huge stage.

after awhile.

Then a young woman with a beautiful face wearing a long skirt came to the stage with a harp and played.

This is no ordinary dancing girl and singer, but the daughter of an imperial noble.

Being on stage is considered a talent show.

Appreciate it.

Of course, sometimes Yue Xuanzhong, who teaches noble piano skills or musicians of other instruments, will also appear on the stage.

only.

It depends on the time.

Soon the melodious and melodious voice spread throughout the audience.

Ning Yu also nodded slightly.

He is a layman who does not understand the artistic conception of music.

But judging from the music played by the girl, he thought it sounded very good.

This is enough.

Isn’t the purpose of listening to music achieved?

Not in vain.

Take a sip of the fine wine lightly, it will have a special taste.

"No wonder, noble men like to live a life of luxury and wealth...

It's really intoxicating. "

Ning Yu gently put down his wine glass, muttering in his heart.

After a while.

The performance is over.

The nobles whispered to each other for a while, but what they said was nothing but praise.

This is the art of language.

Just compliment each other.

Of course, in Ning Yu's view, this is all extremely hypocritical.

Besides, there was no one he knew around him, so he didn't even have to say these hypocritical words.

Yeah.

Have fun.

Under his gaze, after the girl playing the harp stepped off the stage, another beautiful girl with a hot figure came onto the stage.

The clothes are also very sexy.

She also lived up to her good figure and showed a sexy dance, which attracted another wave of applause.

Ning Yu drank the wine, feeling a little overwhelmed.

He was thinking, why not let the female students in the college come here to further their studies?
Just when Ning Yu was thinking wildly, the dance ended unknowingly.

A well-groomed host in formal attire walked onto the stage.

“It’s an honor to have so many distinguished guests here today.

Master Xuan has added a fun little game for everyone, that is, all distinguished guests can write poems impromptu.

Let everyone make the selection together, and the one with the best results will receive a one-year consumption reduction.

Even the master of the pavilion will personally receive them and perform their talents.

Although for the distinguished guests, the rewards are not very generous.But it also adds some fun, right? "

I have to say, these words are very good.

Let the nobles and lords be very excited, but will not make them feel that they are low.

"There is also a chance to meet Mrs. Yuehua alone, not bad..."

The noble gentlemen are very excited.

Of course, the source of excitement is not simply the meeting, but the program after the meeting.

Show off your talents!
Even His Majesty today may not have many such opportunities.

Who is not excited?

below.

Ning Yu's eyes also lit up, and he was worried that he wouldn't have a chance to see Tang Yuehua's beauty. Isn't this a God-given opportunity?

Although he is not a great writer.

He is not a great talent who can compose a poem in seven steps.

However, he can copy it.The Blue Star where I was in the previous life, I don’t know how many masterpieces have been handed down from generation to generation.

Moreover, he had some understanding of the cultural heritage of Douluo Star. They were all devoted to the study of martial arts, and their development in pure literature was not high.

Not to mention anything else, just picking up a piece of poetry by a poet will definitely kill them in an instant.

Hehe, this is really a pillow to use when you want to sleep... Ning Yu thought to himself.

Of course.

The so-called performance, talent is not important.

Ning Yu just wanted to take a look at Tang Yuehua in the original work and check in.

Suck.

Da da da.

As the host finished speaking, a waiter walked into the venue, holding a tray in their hands.

On the tray are white paper and pens.

They pass in front of everyone one by one. If you have ideas and are interested, you can pick up a pen and write down the poems in your heart.

"Wait, give me one..."

Seeing the waiter walking past him, Ning Yu made a sound.

The waiter turned to look at Ning Yu, his eyes suddenly widened.

Does this teenage boy also want to participate?
The waiter was a little surprised.

You must know that those participating in this event are all elderly nobles.

Young people really don’t have that.

Ning Yu saw the confusion in the waiter's eyes, "Why, I wonder if someone told me that there is an age limit?"

"Ah, no."

The waiter suddenly turned red and explained awkwardly, "Sir, please don't misunderstand me. It was my negligence just now. Please forgive me."

"fine."

Ying Ningyu shook his head indifferently, "Can you give me a copy of the pen and paper now?"

"of course can."

The waiter said and quickly placed a piece of paper and pen on the table in front of Ning Yu, "Sir, please do as you please."

"Go get busy."

Ning Yu gently waved his hand, indicating to the waiter that he could leave.

Then he picked up the pen and started writing.

I remember the bright moon on the road when I woke up.

He wrote a poem about the moon.

Only two or three minutes passed.

He gently put the pen on the table, then got up and walked out of his place, leaving Yuexuan.

Having already enjoyed all the food and pleasure, he had no interest in waiting for the final awards.

He is confident in his heart.

This wave is absolutely stable.

however.

The waiter who brought Ning Yu a pen and paper just now also noticed Ning Yu's departure.

Slightly startled, an idea popped up in his mind.

Has that gentleman already finished writing the poem?

Then he dismissed the idea.

Are you kidding me?
You know, many of the people participating in the competition are aristocratic lords with decades of cultural heritage. They haven't written it out yet. How about this young man?

What a joke.

How old is that boy?

Just a teenager.

Can your cultural skills be compared with these noble gentlemen?

But don’t believe it.

Full of curiosity in his heart, he came to the table where Ning Yu was sitting, but was surprised to find that there were about a hundred words written on the white paper on the table.

The handwriting is extremely neat.

Looking at the content again, the waiter was shocked.

"This this this..."

His lips were trembling, "I must show this to Madam."

Thump, thump, amidst the sound of hurried footsteps, the waiter hurriedly ran to the third floor.

This can be called Yuexuan's forbidden land.

Except for the people of Yuexuan, no customers, including princes and nobles, are allowed to enter without permission.

The waiter took a deep breath, slowed down, came outside a room, and knocked gently on the door.

"who is it?"

"Madam, I found a good poem downstairs and will present it to you immediately."

The waiter answered quickly.

"Send it in."

There was another voice in the room.

The waiter pushed open the door without hesitation.

With a quick glance, he saw Tang Yuehua and a girl in a green dress standing side by side in front of the window.

But he also knew the rules of being a waiter, so he quickly withdrew his gaze and placed the paper in his hand on the table in the room.

Then the waiter respectfully withdrew.

"Sister Yuehua, don't you plan to take a look?"

Ah Yin asked curiously.

"No interest."

Tang Yuehua shook his head slightly, "You may not know that Yuexuan holds such activities more than ten times a year, at least once a month on average.

At the beginning, I thought it was a bit novel, but later it became boring.After all, these people are just wealthy and wealthy princes and nobles. It is extremely difficult to expect them to write something profound.

The purpose of continuing to hold this event is just to enliven the atmosphere of these customers and increase their fun. "

Tang Yuehua said, and A Yin listened quietly.

Simultaneously.

Ah Yin also noticed that the gaze in Tang Yuehua's eyes gradually became dim.

It could be seen that she was really disappointed.

Think about it too.

Although she got along with Tang Yuehua very briefly, it can be seen that Tang Yuehua is a very talented woman.

Unfortunately.

Because of the inability to cultivate, this had to fall into the mortal world.

"Sister Yuehua, let's go and have a look. Maybe there will be a surprise this time?" Ah Yin comforted.

"Haha, what surprise can there be?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Tang Yuehua's mouth.

She has long experienced the talents and learning of these noble men.

It can be described in 4 words, unsightly.

What good poems do you expect them to write?
That's really huh.

Tang Yuehua felt that if he threw a handful of rice on the paper and let the chickens peck it, the poems produced would be better than theirs.

"I just hope these princes and nobles won't scare me..."

Saying this, she came to the table, picked up the paper on the table, and started reading.

She didn't pay attention at first, but she frowned when she saw the name of the poem.

"Water tune singer, what the hell?"

She subconsciously thought it was those noble masters who were going to do some fancy things for her.

but.

When she saw the first line, she fell in love.

When will the moon be? Ask the wine to Qingtian.

I don’t know what the palace is, but what year is it.

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold in the heights.Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.

Turn Zhuge, low tenants, and sleepless.

There should be no hate, what is the long time to go to the other time?People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is cloudy and clear. This is hard to come by.

Nung, moon and new moon.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes..."

Tang Yuehua's eyes were blurred, and his thoughts had already drifted to the sky.

Such a picture appeared in her mind.

Full moon night.

A lonely figure raises a glass to invite the bright moon to drink together.

Love the moon.

From the waxing and waning of the moon, I think of the joys and sorrows of life.

Full of deep helplessness.

However, in the end it turned into a kind of open-minded state of mind.

I just hope that people far away are safe and happy, even if they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, bathing in the same moonlight, they are just like gathering together.

At the same time, the poem also describes a different kind of beautiful scenery that makes people obsessed.

Tang Yuehua couldn't help but be fascinated. She wanted to know, what kind of person could write such a poem?

just perfect.

Satisfy all her fantasies about literati.

Looking down at the signature at the end of the poem, Tang Yuehua couldn't help but read out, "Ning Yu..."

(End of this chapter)