Xiaohua suddenly remembered something and quickly wrote: By the way, I heard that the new Demon Emperor is still the same kind as you.

"Same kind?" Bai Jinyu was stunned for a second before he realized: "The Demon Emperor is also a white snake?"

Xiaohua: It’s a snake, but it’s not a white snake, but a green snake.

"Green snake?!"

Could it be the little green snake? Bai Jinyu subconsciously thought, but was immediately denied by herself.

When we parted, she still didn't know what level of cultivation Xiao Qing She had?

Even the Sky Monkey can't rise so fast. Now that the little green snake can transform, it's good. The new demon king should be another green snake boss of the demon clan.

However, will the little green snake also be in the demon country?

Thinking that Xiaohua was going to the Demon Country, White Snake told Xiaohua about the characteristics of the little green snake and asked Xiaohua to help her find out.

If you find it, please report that it is safe and ask the other party to wait for you in the demon country.

Xiaohua naturally kept nodding in agreement.

After everything was settled, Bai Jinyu and the flower demon came to the river.

Xiaohua stood in the river, waiting for Bai Jinyu to read the poem to her before running away.

Little Flower Demon: Let’s begin!

"Ahem... When will the bright moon come? I'll ask the sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it tonight? I want to..."

The Yangzhou Confucian Temple was suddenly shaken. Many literati in the Confucian Temple raised their heads in confusion, only to see that all ten statues of philosophers in the Confucian Temple were emitting a faint light.

"What's going on?" A bachelor hurriedly ran into the Confucian Temple and looked at the scene in front of him: "Hurry and inform Lord Wang Yun!"

A Confucian scholar hurriedly said: "Master Wang went out just now."

"What!"

Not long after, the Confucian Temple in Jingzhou, which is closest to Yangzhou, also suddenly experienced strange phenomena, and all the ten philosophers in the Confucian Temple were ignited with literary fire.

Yang Xiong, the resident scholar at Jingzhou Confucian Temple, was reading in the garden. At some point, he suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky. He saw countless articles before he came out of Jingzhou Confucian Temple.

Yang Xiong didn't even have time to put down the book, so he appeared in the sky above Jingzhou, watching countless literary talents flying to the east, and whispered: "The poetry of Yangzhou shocked the world!"

At the same time, all the Confucian temples in the Middle Earth lit up with the glory of literature, and countless great Confucians and bachelors looked towards the Han Dynasty Dongfang.

The literary spirit of the world gathers together, and when a poem comes out, the world is shocked!

…

By the river, Bai Jinyu looked at the ocean of literary talent gathering from the sky in surprise. She knew that she seemed to be having a bit of fun.

Vaguely, a vague and powerful aura was also rushing towards this side.

"Xiaohua, go quickly!"

Bai Jinyu hurriedly let the little flower float down the river, but found that the little flower demon was looking at her with a confused look on her face, and her body was trembling slightly as if she had been electrocuted.

Bai Jinyu shouted several times, but couldn't call Xiao Hua out of the poetic realm.

Seeing that the great power was coming, Bai Jinyu gritted his teeth and pressed the little flower into the water. The little bald flower demon grunted a few times before being washed away by the rushing river.

Within two breaths, four old men in Confucian robes descended from the sky and protected Bai Jinyu in the middle.

It was Wang Yun, the garrison of the Confucian Temple, and three bachelors who came over after noticing the gathering of cultural energy.

Seeing that the four powerful men did not chase the little flower demon in the river, Bai Jinyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But suddenly she remembered something fatal: she herself was a monster!

The three great scholars didn't notice it, but now another great scholar has arrived.

Just as he was about to think of a countermeasure, he found that the leader, Wang Yun, had turned around and looked at him.

Bai Jinyu suddenly felt as if his neck was being strangled, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

Wang Yun frowned.

The moment he landed, he seemed to feel a demonic aura around him, but when he turned around to confirm, he could not find it. There was only a woman in white standing in front of him.

Is this woman a monster?

Wang Yun subconsciously thought, but no matter how hard he searched, he could not find any trace of evil spirit. Instead, he could faintly feel the aura of closeness to Buddhism, and a sense of intimacy from the same origin.

The two feelings were intertwined, making Wang Yun unsure of the identity of the person in front of him for a while.

"Bai...Miss Bai, was it you who shocked the world?"

Wang Yun was still struggling in his mind, but Su Yongan on the side couldn't help but ask.

Bai Jinyu felt weak when Wang Yun saw him. Hearing this, she could only touch the hair on her chest and said with a smile: "It should, maybe, maybe..."

With such a big battle and the fact that there was no other person around, Bai Jinyu couldn't push it away even if he wanted to.

"Wenqi initiation is here, let's stay away so as not to affect Mr. Bai."

Wang Yun finally spoke.

In the end, he still couldn't find demonic energy in Bai Jinyu. Since he was a human race, he should be initiated with literary energy.

As long as you are not a monster, everything is good.

Wang Yun took a few steps back, looking away from Bai Jinyu and towards the rushing river.

Prepare to deal with the little demon who is seeking information first.

As soon as his thoughts moved, the shadow of a writing brush appeared next to Wang Yun.

The tip of the pen spilled out drops of ink, and the ink stains gathered together and formed a three-foot-long blade in the air.

At this time, the little flower demon, who had been washed away by the water for a while, finally came back to his senses from the rhyme of the poem. Just as he was about to use the method of moving in the water to escape, the next breath he felt that he was locked by a force of energy. He wanted to struggle to avoid it but could not move at all.

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Bai Jinyu saw this and felt anxious.

This little flower demon wants to help her go to the demon country to report the news, and he must not die here.

But how can I save the flower demon?

While thinking, the vast amount of literary energy in the sky was gathered together, and strange images appeared among the shadows.

A huge number of literary spirits gathered together and turned into a second bright moon over the river, echoing the bright moon in the sky.

The moonlight emitted by the two bright moons shines on Bai Jinyu, adding a touch of elegance and mystery to Bai Jinyu, making her look like the fairy Chang'e descending to earth.

Bai Jinyu raised her hand if she felt something, but the bright moon transformed by Wenqi did not change into Wenyu, but maintained the shape of a full moon and floated towards Bai Jinyu.

When the bright moon fell into Bai Jinyu's hand, the moon had turned into the size of an orange and was just held by Bai Jinyu's bare hands.

The three bachelors were completely stunned.

Rumor has it that every time a world-shattering poem appears, it will cause visions of heaven and even transform into treasures and magical powers, but those are just rumors.

It has been so long since the last time Jingtianxia's poetry appeared. It has been so long that few people except the saints have seen the real birth of Jingtianxia.

Looking at it now, the rumors are not groundless, at least a world-shaking poem has been transformed into a bright moon treasure right before our eyes.

Wang Yun stood with his back turned, not knowing what was going on behind him.

With his eyes focused, the ink-stained sword shot out and flowed down the river. A crack was opened in the river by the huge air current.

His speed was so fast that he arrived in front of the little flower demon in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, a female voice sounded from behind Wang Yun: "The moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror!"

In the river, something strange happened. The little flower demon under the sword was enveloped by a round of moonlight. In an instant, the moonlight carried the little flower demon and disappeared without a trace.

It was already several miles away when it reappeared, but at the same time, the full moon in Bai Jinyu's hand also quickly dimmed, and finally only a trace of the crescent moon was left.

Moji Qingfeng slashed the air with his sword, cutting off the entire river. It took a few seconds for the flow to resume again.

Wang Yun turned around slowly, frowning and looking at the slender white girl in front of him.

Although he didn't know how the little flower demon escaped from his ink sword just now, Wang Yun heard Bai Jinyu's words "Moon in the water, flowers in the mirror" clearly.
Chapter completed!