At this moment, Liu Yong, the great talent who wrote the word "amazing", was sitting on pins and needles among the piles of makeup and powder.

No one would have thought that this elegant and handsome scholar was actually a monk.

Shenxiu looked at the two "friends" next to him who were talking nonsense, and felt indignant in his heart. This word was clearly written by the master, why did it have to be pressed on his head?

Daoran, Shenxiu and Xiaoqing used blinding techniques to change their appearance, and then swaggered to the Qiandeng River. After seeing the beautiful scenery of Qiandeng River on the bank, Daoran randomly chose a painting boat to board the boat.

The three of them all looked like scholars, and such guests were somewhere between welcome and unwelcome to Huafang. Because most of the scholars had little money, they could only order the cheapest drink when they came to Huafang, and drink one glass of wine all night.

But sometimes, a scholar can spend all his money on the girl he likes, which is incredibly generous.

Therefore, whether a scholar is welcome in Huafang is mainly related to the number of times he comes. If he comes too often and becomes a pauper, he will naturally become unpopular.

Daoran and the other three disguised scholars are of course new faces, so they are certainly very popular for their first time here.

Moreover, these three people are very handsome, enough to make girls give them a discount.

What I didn't expect was that after the three people got on the boat, they couldn't even get the change for the reward. They looked so poor that they were almost kicked off the boat.

Finally, the oldest scholar casually recited the poem "Die Lian Hua" and then asked the madam, "Will this poem be enough for tonight's expenses?"

This madam's literary skills are not bad. Although she can't write good words, her discernment ability is top-notch. Just listening to the first sentence, I feel that this song "Die Lian Hua" is quite good.

After hearing the last sentence: "The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I will never regret it. I feel haggard because of Yi." The old madam's face changed immediately, and she almost grinned from the corner of her mouth to her ears when she smiled.

The power of poetry is unimaginable in such a romantic place.

Most of the girls on the boat are very beautiful, and their bodies and talents are not much different. What really makes the difference in worth is fame.

The reason why an oiran is valuable is because the person who favors her is either rich or noble and is willing to spend a lot of money for her.

Before becoming an oiran, you had to rely on luck to get the attention of these dignitaries. Maybe you happened to be spotted by a dignitary while performing on stage, and your attention skyrocketed.

The question is, how to attract the attention of dignitaries in a short time on stage?

If there is a wonderful poem that can be passed down through the ages, then becoming an oiran is a sure thing.

After listening to the song "Die Lian Hua", the madam immediately understood that there was going to be an oiran on his ship, and he was definitely the top one.

The scholar in front of me opened his mouth and gave Huafang thousands of taels of silver income, which was more valuable than any reward.

"Young Master, I have invited you to the private table. Girls, please come out. Today, Mr. Liu is your honored guest. Whoever can win Mr. Liu's favor will sing the song "Die Lian Hua".

As soon as the Madam said these words, Liu Yong, who was disguised as Shenxiu, was surrounded by the sisters.

Both front and back, left and right, there were warm-smelling soft jade. Shenxiu was so frightened that he did not dare to open his eyes. He kept thinking about Amitabha in his heart, for fear that the Buddha would suddenly appear and slap him to death as a monk who broke the precepts.

But the Buddha did not appear, and Shenxiu's panic-stricken appearance made the girls like it even more. No one likes Huacong veterans. They are taken advantage of and gain nothing. This kind of shy scholar who has never seen the world is the best to control.

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This scholar is talented in literature and it is only a matter of time before he goes to high school. If he is lucky, he might be able to redeem himself and escape from this land of fireworks.

Thinking of this, Shenxiu was surrounded even more tightly.

For other men, it is simply heaven, but for Shenxiu, this place is tantamount to hell.

If Shenxiu is willing, he can knock all these women away with one palm. After all, he is a cultivator, so he still has this brute force. But if this palm continues, someone will probably die. Shenxiu is not willing to break this sexual precept, and

How dare you break the habit of killing?

Shenxiu turned to look at his master, whom he had high hopes for, and found that he was engrossed in eating. Then he looked at Xiaoqing, who was also disguised as a scholar. She was holding a rice bowl and looking at him with shining eyes, as if she was watching a rare excitement.

Well, this is a test, and you can only get through it with your own determination.

Shenxiu chose to close his eyes and recite the "Heart Sutra" silently in his heart. His restless mood quickly calmed down. Shenxiu immersed his mind in the Buddhist sutra and ignored everything around him.

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form.

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Daoran eats leisurely and contentedly, which was paid for by the eternally famous poem "Die Lian Hua". This meal must be full to be worthy of this wonderful poem.

In this land of fireworks, Li Bai and Su Shi's poems are not as effective as Liu Sanbian. In Daoran's previous life, this Liu Sanbian was worshiped by prostitutes.

Of course, he had no choice but to copy the poem, so Daoran asked Shenxiu to change his name to Liu Yong, and recited the poem "Die Lian Hua" in this land of fireworks. This could be regarded as traveling through time and space and sending this eternal masterpiece to the original author.

In the future, everyone will remember that there was a great talent named Liu Yong who wrote such a beautiful sentence on the painting boat: "The clothes are getting wider and wider, but you will never regret it, and you will feel haggard because of the beauty."

Dao Ran's eyes swept over these promiscuous women and quietly used the power of [Soul Controlling].

On the way to Beijing, Xuanjizi accidentally calculated the weather several times and asked Daoran to increase [Yu Ling] to double digits.

Now you don't need to reach out to touch, you can control all living beings by feeling within one foot of your body.

This kind of control is not very strong and does not have much impact on mortals, but it is enough for Dao Ran to sense the physical condition of these prostitutes. To Dao Ran's expectation, there are no Gu insects on them.

"No way, this boat is actually a serious boat."

Dao Ran thought that as long as he came to the Qiandeng River, the people on the boat would be controlled by Qi Qing Zhenren's worms and transform into zombies, completely submerging him.

Now it seems that things are not that simple and crude.

"Then where does Qiqing Zhenren rely on?" Daoran was a little curious.

As a ruthless man who had already killed two national master disciples, Master Qiqing wouldn't think that he could handle it simply by relying on his own ability, right?

This is the biggest doubt in Dao Ran's mind at this time. He won't be able to rest assured until he knows what kind of medicine is sold in Qiqing Zhenren's gourd. Since the key is not the people on the ship, maybe it is the ship itself?

Seeing that Shenxiu had completely attracted attention, Daoran pretended to relieve himself, walked out of the decorated room, and prepared to walk around to see if he could find any clues.

After walking out of the cabin and coming to the side of the ship, Daoran looked around and saw that the boat had already set sail.

Thousands of painted boats are crowded on the river, and it is still not chaotic at all. This is indeed a spectacle. The distance between these painted boats means that skilled steering is not enough.

Daoran suddenly had a flash of inspiration, activated his magic power, and the celestial eye between his eyebrows shot out a ray of light. The originally sparkling lake surface suddenly revealed complex light patterns. These patterns covered the river surface and were connected with each boat, forming an extremely mysterious pattern.

Formation.

After just looking at it for a moment, Daoran felt a stinging pain in his third eye and had to stop the spell.

"Awesome, this formation is really mysterious." Daoran admired in his heart.

He had learned some introductory formation techniques, and Bai Suzhen taught him step by step. Generally, formations are made by borrowing the power of mountains, rivers and earth veins. Why do we talk about earth veins? Because the earth veins are smooth and stable, making it easier to borrow.

In fact, the power of water veins is also endless and extremely huge. However, water is impermanent, so it is hundreds of times more difficult to borrow the power of water veins.

The thousands of boats on the Qiandeng River were somehow able to form a formation and blend seamlessly with the river.

This Thousand Lantern Ship Dragon is a large formation, and when activated, it must have earth-shaking power.

Regardless of his position, this Qiqing Zhenren is quite powerful, and his attainments in formations are indeed extraordinary.

There are three apprentices of the Imperial Master. Shi Chan is good at refining weapons, Xuan Jizi is good at alchemy and divination, and Qi Qing Zhenren is good at formations. This Imperial Master is able to teach students according to their aptitude, and his own abilities are extraordinary. At least he can be called a erudite man.

"But how could such a person let his disciple Calabash Wa save his grandfather and die one by one?"

The closer he got to the final boss, the more foggy Dao Ran felt before his eyes. If he didn't figure out the secret before meeting the national master, Dao Ran felt that he might capsize in the gutter.

Just as he was thinking about how to break the formation on the Qiandeng River, Daoran suddenly saw a small boat going upstream, and soon approached the boat where Daoran was.

The boatman skillfully threw the noose around the side of the boat and pulled the boat to the side of the boat in a few clicks.

As soon as the planks were set up, the people in the boat walked neatly onto the boat.

Daoran thought it was water bandits coming, but he didn't expect that the person who boarded the boat using this special method was actually a girl.

This girl is dressed in white, has a graceful figure, and only has a touch of makeup on her face. However, she has a beautiful face and a gentle and pleasant temperament. But just looking at her appearance, compared with the woman in the painting, there doesn't seem to be much that is surprising.

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Daoran just thought this girl was late for work.

Daoran had no intention of provoking women now, so he stepped aside on the narrow side of the boat to let the girl pass by.

Unexpectedly, when the girl saw Daoran's actions, she stopped and asked, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Liu Yongliu?"

It turns out that I came to see Shenxiu. It seems that the song "Die Lian Hua" has begun to exert its power as an eternal masterpiece.

Daoran cupped his hands and said, "Young lady admitted your mistake, Young Master Liu is still inside."

I originally thought that this girl would rush into the boat immediately and participate in the exciting battle for Mr. Liu, but unexpectedly she said politely: "Thank you for the advice, Mr. Dong Xiaowan, haven't you asked him for his name yet?"

"I'm Li Bai." Daoran gave the pseudonym he had prepared.

Now that I have prepared to copy poems, of course this poetry fairy is indispensable.

"Master Li, he should be a friend of Master Liu, right?" Dong Xiaowan asked.

"We're just fair-weather friends. Let's take advantage of Liu's talent and get on the boat to get a drink. Otherwise, I would have been kicked off the boat by the money-grubbing madam." Daoran replied.

Dong Xiaowan pursed his lips and smiled after hearing this.

"Young Master Li really loves to joke. A true friend of fair-weather, you should sit next to Mr. Liu at this time. Not only can you drink wine, but you may also get a taste of powder. How can you stand alone on the bow of the boat and watch the scenery?"

"Dong Xiaowan said to Daoran.

"What about you, Miss Dong? Aren't you here in a hurry to get on the boat because of my Brother Liu? How come you still have time to chat with me here?" Daoran asked.

Dong Xiaowan showed a shy expression and explained: "Xiaowan didn't know either, but at the first sight of Young Master Li, I felt that I was in love with him, so I couldn't help but want to know more about Young Master Li."

Daoran screamed inwardly, the girl's expression was so perfect that even he couldn't tell whether she was sincere or fake.

Originally, Dong Xiaowan was only slightly better in temperament than other women, but while the other girls wanted to please Shenxiu, Dong Xiaowan stood by the boat and chatted with Daoran with a sweet smile.
To be continued...