Just when everyone was worried, the immortal on the scene sighed: "That's it, I have agreed and I will not go back on it."
"Please ask the immortal to give you a question."
"I heard that in the ten-day arena competition, the Kunlun immortals were all injured, and many were even seriously injured. Cultivators naturally focus on cultivating the mind, not martial arts, so I have the intention to change the martial arts fight into a literary fight. What do you think, Master?"
Master Cen nodded: "As expected of the Immortal of Scenery, with both virtue and compassion."
What a piece of flattery.
She wanted to secretly scold Jing Shangxian for being a sanctimonious guy, otherwise why would he pretend to be strangers to her?
But when she heard that the final was a literary competition, Tao Yao shed a few tears in excitement. She knew that she had misunderstood Shang Xian's kindness. After all, she had gone through the back door to enter the final. If the immortal still winked at her on the field, wouldn't it be wrong?
Is it true that she went through the back door?
This is the immortal's protection for her!
After all, it was the beauty who caught her eye. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also extremely smart. She couldn't miss such perfect thighs no matter what!
Thinking about it this way, even Shangxian visited her boudoir at night and sent back a Kongming lantern, which was the best explanation.
After all, she made dozens of Kongming lanterns, but only one had a name on it. The immortal sent back the only lantern with a name on it. He must be afraid that others would pick up the Kongming lantern and know that she had broken the rules.
, so I came to return the lamp.
Tao Yao became more and more certain that today's literary fight was just a cover-up to get her to go up the mountain, and she would definitely be the lucky disciple to climb the Mountain of Burning Hen.
Taoyao was so excited that her eyes almost burst into tears.
Jing Shangxian added: "It's just that, over thousands of years, I have become accustomed to the silence in the mountains, and I don't want any noisy people to ruin that peace."
Noisy, could it be referring to her?
Tears literally fell from the corners of my eyes.
If she was not the one chosen today, she would burn Mr. Cen’s beard!
Master Cen trembled inexplicably.
"The tranquility of the Mountain of Passing Hen is not a good place for a person who likes to be noisy. But for those who like tranquility, Mountain of Passing Hen is a rare and wonderful place in the world.
For example, I like to read a few story books to relieve my boredom when I am not cultivating immortality. Unfortunately, no matter how many books I read, they cannot withstand the passage of time."
Master Cen immediately showed his understanding: "Is the Immortal looking for a disciple who can write scripts as a companion?"
Jing Shangxian nodded slightly, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face: "Master, do you think this question is inappropriate?"
"It's suitable!" Tao Yao murmured, tugging at the skirt of Master Cen's clothes, "Say it's suitable!"
Is there any more suitable test question than this in the world? Obviously there is none!
Master Cen had no choice but to pull back his clothes and nodded towards Immortal Jing: "There is no better test question for Immortal Jing. Please ask Immortal Jing to go into Tumi Hall and wait for a while. After I finish invigilating the exam, I will send the disciples
Send our papers to the Immortal for reading."
"Thank you." After saying that, the immortal disappeared.
Everyone sighed, sighing with reluctance.
"Ahem." Mr. Cen rolled up his sleeves and coughed lightly, reminding everyone to return to God, "The final exam questions have been released. Please write a story within an hour that Jing Shangxian will find interesting. In order to make the competition fair,
All scripts will have their handwriting changed and their names anonymized before they are presented to Kagenoe Sen."
Master Cen waved his sleeves, and each of the ten finalists had a writing desk in front of them. On the desk were a set of pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and an incense burner with an incense stick in each.
"The competition begins——"
As soon as the voice fell, the incense burned.
Tao Yao sat down wonderfully. After sitting down, she couldn't help but complain that she wrote a story novel in an hour, and she wrote it by hand with a brush. Are you kidding me?
Although she is a writer with ten years of senior writing experience, she is also a writer who is about to run out of talent. If she still has such ability, why can't she even get a perfect job?
Tao Yao quietly observed the others and found that the conditions of the others were no better than hers. They were all staring at the paper on the desk, not knowing how to start.
Yes, this is a group of immortal cultivators. They may be good at wielding swords and guns, but they are so helpless when dancing with words and ink.
However, there are finally those who have great skills. I saw the second senior brother suddenly pick up the brush and the words fell on the paper. Then I heard Master Cen say: "Please consider carefully the words of Jing Shangxian."
The Immortal has been reading the scripts for countless years. I dare say that the scripts of the Qiye Continent dating back two thousand years are all collected in the Shanhen Mountain, and they have been carefully turned over by the Immortal. If you want to plagiarize them,
Author, please think again."
The second senior brother paused.
It turns out that this guy is really stupid to plagiarize.
Stupid? Maybe to others, but not to her? Because she is a time traveler!
In just one hour, she really couldn't write any good works, but she could use the works of her ancestors to make up for it. No matter how many story books the Immortal has read, they are all story books from Qi Ye Continent, not those written by people on Earth.
Thinking of this, Taoyao immediately raised her head, picked up a soft pen and started writing.
As soon as the pen was lifted, a bean-sized piece of ink fell on the paper, spreading into a black mess.
She has a story, but she doesn’t know how to use a brush——
Forget it, why do you have to use a writing brush? Master Cen will change their handwriting after a while. In other words, no matter how ugly she writes, no one will know.
Putting away the brush, lightly touching the inkstone with her fingertips, Taoyao began to write silently.
Tao Yao silently read "Dream of Red Mansions".
She knew the book well and wrote it eloquently. After finishing the opening chapter, only a quarter of the incense had burned away.
It is really unrealistic to write a famous book silently with a stick of incense. Besides, even if she was really capable of writing it silently, would she really write it silently?
How can it be?!
If she had finished writing, why would the immortal toss and turn and accept her up the mountain?
If you want to catch a reader's heart, the number of words is far less important than the excitement of the opening chapter. Therefore, after careful consideration, Taoyao opened a new pit.
She decided to give all the charm of the four famous novels to the Immortal at once, which is an irresistible temptation for a reader who really loves story books.
An hour passed quickly, and when Master Cen shouted to stop writing, Tao Yao's whole body was covered in ink stains.
The elder brother was so angry that he threw away his pen and stood up angrily. At the same time, he pulled down the desk, dropped the bare papers to the ground, and spread them out in front of people.
Taoyao instinctively raised her eyes and saw that there were only a few words written on the huge rice paper. The senior brother looked at Taoyao and glanced at her. She had no time to put away her sarcastic chuckle, but she saw the senior brother's eyes falling on her.
of rice paper.
Oops.
"Taoyao——" the senior brother gritted his teeth, "it turns out to be you."
"Haha...hehe..." Taoyao hurriedly laid down on the rice paper to cover her notes. However, it was too late.
Someone in the mountains wrote love poems to seduce the immortal. Senior Brother had read these love poems one by one. He didn't know who wrote them, but he remembered the handwriting of the person who wrote them.
It's a pity that she was so proud that she made her elder brother discover the truth. If the elder brother shouted loudly and said that she was the culprit who once molested the immortal, would she still be able to keep her body intact?
This thought made Tao Yaoyan die.
When Master Cen took away the rice paper and sent it to Tumi Hall, the senior brother said fiercely: "Taoyao, come here and die!"
Does she dare not to go? Of course she doesn't.
Tao Yao, who was afraid of death, sadly followed her senior brother all the way to a corner outside Tumi Hall: "Senior Brother."
"How dare you lie to me?"
Taoyao didn't answer immediately.
Although the eldest brother acted very angry, but if he was so angry that he lost his mind, it seemed that he was not. Because he deliberately called her to a deserted corner and quietly admonished her. It was obvious that the eldest brother had no intention of revealing this matter. Regardless of the eldest brother,
Why should she be protected? She couldn't live up to her senior brother's hard work.
Therefore, Tao Yao immediately raised her sleeves and wiped her tears with her hands: "Elder brother, I really don't want to lie to you. I was afraid that you would drive me out of Kunlun Mountain, so I had no choice but to tell lies."
The eldest brother, who was already furious, was immediately angered by Tao Yao. He pointed at himself in shock: "What do you mean, am I wrong?"
"What did Senior Brother say? How could Senior Brother be wrong? Senior Brother is of course always right."
"Ah."
The sneering senior brother seems to be less angry?
Could it be said that this guy is a soft-hearted person with a cold face and a warm heart?
In order to prove her guess, Tao Yao cried even more sadly: "Senior Brother, although I have just come to Kunlun and know little about Kunlun, I am convinced that Senior Brother is a rare good person, the kind who cannot be better than a good person."
"Ahem." The senior brother looked at Taoyao calmly, his anger almost gone, "Taoyao, although you are acting nonsense, you have good vision."
"Yes Yes Yes."
"What is it?! Don't you think that just saying a few nice words can erase the fact that you deceived me?"
"This...that...senior brother, you can't say that. Although I hid it from you, it's not a loss for you to get a chance to get close to the Immortal Jing Shang."
"..." Senior Brother was stunned, seeing that it was about to explode again.
Tao Yao hurriedly tried to make amends: "Senior Brother, everyone in Kunlun knows about Senior Senior Brother's cultivation in this arena competition. I think they will definitely respect him even more when they talk to Senior Senior Brother in the future.
Especially the second senior brother, the third senior brother and the fourth senior brother, when they play mahjong with the senior senior brother, they will inevitably weigh one or two things in their hearts, and at least let the senior senior brother win two more games."
"can you?"
The opportunity to turn the crisis around has been presented to her, and she would be a fool if she didn't seize it!
Tao Yao's head was like pounding garlic, and she declared with the most sincere eyes in her life: "Why not? If Jing Shangxian and the senior brother play mahjong, will the senior brother dare to win?"
The senior brother thought thoughtfully: "It seems to make some sense?"
"That makes perfect sense."
The eldest brother said nothing, only stared at Taoyao with a pair of unpredictable eyes, which made Taoyao feel worried and didn't know what to do.
At this time, in Tumi Hall, Master Cen strode out and said: "Everyone, the winner of the final is Siweishan Taoyao."
"..."
The eldest brother narrowed his eyes and his murderous intention emerged.
Tao Yao couldn't help but take two steps back in fear: "Elder brother, the results of the finals have come out, and I am already considered a person on the mountain of hatred. Even if eldest brother wants to take action, he must at least choose a day when Jing Shangxian is not around. Besides, the conference
Everyone is looking here~"
The senior brother glanced at everyone, then flicked his sleeves and gave a specious smile: "Taoyao, don't be complacent. Although you have won, it is still unknown whether you can go up to the Mountain of Burning Hen."
"..." Tao Yao burst into tears, "Senior brothers, we are all from the same sect, don't be so heartless~"
"snort."
Seeing the eldest brother humming so harshly, could it be possible that all her hopes of getting into his lap were going to be strangled by the eldest brother? This chapter has been completed!