At Farewell Lake, all the geniuses gather together. Those gathered here are the outstanding talents who have stood out in the selection competitions of various royal palaces in Daxia. Logically speaking, where the geniuses gather, there will always be fights and so on.

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, not to mention the genius who has his eyes set higher than the top.

But it is very strange. The sound of silk and bamboo on the Farewell Lake is pleasant to the ears, and various geniuses are chanting poems, etc., like a group of Confucian scholars gathering together.

Lin Fan and the four of them walked along the lake, and then walked on the wooden bridge built in the lake. The lotus leaves in the lake were like umbrellas, and the lotus flowers were in full bloom, which was extremely beautiful.

"The lotus leaf skirt is cut in the same color, and the hibiscus is spread out to both sides of the face. You can't see it when you enter the pool, but you don't know anyone is coming until you hear the song."

“What a poem!”

"good!"

"I didn't expect that in addition to his extraordinary fighting prowess, the young master's literary talents are also astonishing."

Lin Fan lowered his head and chuckled. A handsome young man with a sword hanging on his waist recited a poem, and countless geniuses cheered loudly.

"How can it be called a good word if it's just a sentiment?"

The young master with a sword hanging on his waist easily looked at the stunning woman in the pavilion, with love flowing in his eyes, and said: "The ninth princess is an expert in this way, why don't you ask the princess to write a poem?"

Lin Fan raised his head slightly. The ninth princess was indeed beautiful, with a delicate look in her bones, but there was a hint of stubbornness in her eyebrows, which was extremely endearing.

The Ninth Princess chuckled lightly, glanced at the lotus pond, lightly opened her red lips, and chanted slowly: "I can't help but hate the country and the city. How many red tears weeped over Gusu. Looking at the snowy skin against the wind, the sun sets over the mountains and rivers of Wu Lord. The King of Yue

The palace is half flat and the lake is covered with lotus flowers and water chestnuts."

The whole place was silent, and even Lin Fan was slightly shocked. This princess really had a great talent, and these poems were indeed good and could be passed down through the ages.

You must know that the world he was in before he traveled, the country he was in, has a history of five thousand years, and the poems and songs are unparalleled in any country in that world. But even he, influenced by countless ancient poems, today

I also had to give this woman a word of approval.

"Ninth Princess is such a talented person. With Zhu Yu in front of us, how can we dare to get a big ax in front of Lu Ban's gate?"

The young master complimented with an adoring look on his face, and the rest of the geniuses present nodded their heads.

"The geniuses are joking. It's just because Bai Ze has been weak since he was young and is not good at cultivation. He can only delve into this way, so he is a little familiar with it." The ninth princess has no arrogance at all, she is very peaceful and does not have the arrogance of the royal family.

"Princess, you are being humble. I think even those great scholars in the capital are not as good as you, Princess, in terms of poetry." The young master said.

"Eh..."

The Ninth Princess suddenly sighed: "This world is the world of cultivators after all. No matter how talented you are, you are still..."

At the end, she shook her head sadly. Being in the royal family, the struggle for power was even more severe. She had known since she was a child that big fists were the last word, but so what?

She can't practice after all...

As soon as the Ninth Princess said these words, many people fell silent. Everyone knew the problem that had arisen with the Ninth Princess. The Ninth Princess's martial spirit was extremely heaven-defying, but her body was extremely weak. If she allowed her martial spirit to awaken, she would definitely be in trouble.

Will die suddenly.

Therefore, His Majesty the God Emperor, who loves his daughter, uses the treasures of heaven and earth to suppress her martial spirit and prevent her from awakening. However, this means that the princess will not be able to enter the realm of cultivators for the rest of her life.

The young master spoke again, with sincere words: "Princess, there is no need to despair. It is said that the Nine-Death Resurrection Grass can help people awaken powerful martial arts spirits without any damage. I will beg for it on behalf of the princess."

"Nine-Death Resurrection Grass?"

Lin Fan, who had no intention of participating in their discussion, was startled and repeated involuntarily.

Lin Fan opened his mouth and attracted everyone's attention. Many people looked at Lin Fan and his group curiously.

It has to be said that Lin Fan and his party, no matter who they are, are all first-class handsome men, each with their own characteristics, Li Guang is slightly cynical, Chen Xuandong is calm, Wu Jian is sharp and cold, and Lin

Fan's unparalleled domineering attitude is very eye-catching.

"Do you know the whereabouts of the Nine-Death Resurrection Herb?" Young Master's face was filled with joy. He knew that His Majesty the God Emperor had said that as long as someone could find this herb, His Majesty the God Emperor would promise to give it to a prince of the opposite sex.

The most important thing is that as long as the person who finds the strange grass is not too different in age from the princess, and the princess has a good impression of him, then he can be granted a marriage!

Lin Fan glanced at the young master, shook his head slightly, then looked at the princess and said, "Princess, is the martial spirit you awakened a fire attribute?"

The Ninth Princess smiled slightly. Anyway, this matter was not a secret. She immediately said: "Indeed."

Lin Fan nodded slightly. It seemed that like Lin Leyao, he had awakened a fire-attribute martial spirit, and his body could not bear it at all.

Thinking of this, the eyes that looked at the Ninth Princess were filled with deep pity...

But this pity was only for the woman who had left, the wife he loved deeply.

But when the Ninth Princess came into contact with Lin Fan's eyes, she was startled. Ever since she was a child, she had looked at him with doting, desire, and admiration in his eyes, but there had been no pity.

Lin Fan stared at the Ninth Princess, but in fact, the shadow of Lin Leyao was all in his mind.

When she felt that Lin Fan's eyes were still focused on her, a blush appeared on the Ninth Princess's face, and she said softly: "Is the young master also this time's genius?"

Lin Fan finally came to his senses and replied: "My name is Lin Fan."

'Lin Fan?'

Many people were thinking about this name in their hearts, and instantly thought of the name that caused a sensation in Daxia not long ago.

He is the genius who entered the Taoist Wonderland one day after another, and the evildoer who came out to fight for the five holy places.

"Haha, it turns out to be brother Lin Fan."

The young master's face turned cold. Lin Fan was so ignorant that he dared to stare directly at the Ninth Princess, making him think!

Lin Fan turned to look at him and asked curiously: "Who are you?"

Young Master smiled slightly and said slightly reservedly: "I am Qingyi."

As soon as the name "Qingyi" appeared, it caused a big stir, and many geniuses were shocked!

Although everyone was speculating on this young master's origin just now, they didn't expect him to be so extraordinary.

Lin Fan glanced at the people who were exclaiming. Is this person famous? But he didn't know it, so he said directly: "I don't know him."

Everyone's expressions changed. Is Lin Fan pretending not to know, or does he really not know him?

But soon, everyone felt that Lin Fan must have done it on purpose. Who could not recognize Qingyi's famous name Guan Daxia?

Qing Yi's expression was also slightly expressionless, but before he could speak, someone revealed his identity.

There are a total of fifteen royal palaces in the Daxia Kingdom, among which Prince Yi's Palace is the strongest, even comparable to the royal family, and Qingyi is the third son of Prince Yi.

"Oh, so that's how it is." Lin Fan remained calm, so what about the three sons of King Yi? He had already beheaded the prince.

Lin Fan's indifferent attitude actually made the Ninth Princess smile, feeling that Lin Fan was really wonderful.

But Qingyi's face doesn't look good. What kind of attitude is this? Is it contempt?

Especially when he saw the curiosity in the eyes of the Ninth Princess looking at Lin Fan, he felt even more unhappy. He immediately smiled and said: "Brother Lin Fan is a handsome man. I think he must also have a great talent in poetry. I wonder if it is possible."

…”

When he said this, his eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "Princess is the most talented person who likes poetry."

Lin Fan glanced at him, wondering what he was thinking?

The boy must have been intrigued by the curious look in the princess's eyes, so he wanted to humiliate himself and prove that he was the strongest in the princess's favorite poems.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan sneered in his heart. A liberal arts student in his previous life was still afraid of comparing poetry with a person from another life?

Isn't it just pretending?
Chapter completed!