Chapter 393: Taibai Powder

Doggy barked and ran away.

Zhang Xingyu pulled Gu Yuyao to the side to talk about things after parting.

The other three beauties wandered around the Rose Garden.

An hour later, the five people gathered again.

Zhang Xingyu suggested: "Four beauties, why don't we go to the seaside to blow the wind together?"

The four women looked at each other in silence.

Zhang Xingyu shed old tears: "I want to blow the wind with you, blow the wind, and tell the dreams in each other's hearts."

Just then, Doggy ran wildly again.

"Zhang Xingyu, hurry, hurry and write a poem. This time it's still about flowers." Doggy barked from far away.

Zhang Xingyu nodded, thought for a moment, and waved his hand again.

"Famous flowers tilt the country, both are happy, long-grown Heaven's Prides look with smiles. Provoking the spring breeze to have infinite hatred, leaning on the railing north of the Chenxiang Pavilion."

After reciting this poem, the look in Yue Linglong's eyes toward Zhang Xingyu added many things.

Beside her, Feng Qingyu pulled Gu Yuyao's sleeve: "Little Junior Sister, your Zhang Xingyu is really a talented person!"

Passing through the Rose Garden, entering the Strange Flower Garden.

From afar, Zhang Xingyu saw A'chou busy in the flower garden.

"A'chou, A'chou, hurry up and come over, I brought you something delicious."

Zhang Xingyu waved at A'chou. He took out a bag of pastries from the storage ring. This was something he had snatched from the Hundred Flowers Feast just now when the maid wasn't paying attention.

A'chou ran over, her small hands and feet covered in mud.

"A'chou. These few sisters are my friends. We are going to see your garden, why don't you be a guide for them."

"Oh." A'chou lowered her head and replied softly.

Her heart was a bit excited and a bit scared.

Excited that she could talk to the four fairy sisters, scared that the fairy sisters would dislike her for being ugly.

With A'chou's joining, Zhang Xingyu took the opportunity to chat with Gu Yuyao.

Speaking of the situation after parting, the two sighed and rejoiced in each other.

Gu Yuyao was extremely favored by her master and senior sisters at Tianya Pavilion. She had excellent aptitude and was assisted by massive amounts of spirit pills and medicines. In just a few years, she successfully transformed from a mortal woman into a Golden Core cultivator. Her cultivation speed was simply the number one person in the ten thousand years of Tianya Pavilion.

As for Zhang Xingyu, although his cultivation aptitude was not good, relying on his own efforts and countless opportunities, he also became a strong person in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

It's just a pity that neither of them got news of the witch tribe.

"Yuyao, don't worry. After I finish the things in my hands, I will take time to accompany you to find them." Zhang Xingyu comforted.

Just then, Doggy's barking sounded behind them again.

"Zhang Xingyu, hurry, hurry and write a poem. This time the topic is Madam Hundred Flowers." Doggy panted and barked.

"Uh. Doggy, are you done yet." Zhang Xingyu complained.

"Just this one. Three poems to decide the winner. If we win later, I'll share half of the treasure with you." Doggy barked.

Zhang Xingyu looked ahead and found that Harry was whispering to A'chou.

He was about to nod and agree, but saw Harry suddenly turn her head.

"I can help you write the poem. However, you can keep those girls for yourself." Zhang Xingyu said seriously.

Zhang Xingyu stood with his hands behind his back and took four steps forward.

One sentence per step.

"Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of appearance, spring breeze brushes the railing, dew is thick. If not seen on the top of Qunyu Mountain, I will meet you under the moon at the Yao Terrace."

Yue Linglong's eyes were blurred, Gu Yuyao's starlight flickered, Feng Qingyu whispered softly.

Only the demon girl Harry didn't understand human culture, showing an expression of what's wrong with you all.

"Good poem, good poem. Doggy will definitely win this time."

Doggy barked and ran wildly.

Sure enough, less than half an hour later, Doggy barked and ran back wildly again.

"Won, won, we won."

Behind Doggy followed a fairy in white with fluttering clothes.

This woman in white was the fairy A'rou who tricked Zhang Xingyu to Hundred Flowers Immortal Island.

"Young Master Zhang, my Madam invites you!" A'rou bowed gracefully.

"Invite me?" Zhang Xingyu pointed at himself and asked.

"Right. Invite Young Master Zhang. Young Master Zhang has great talent, your poems are like jade, and were named number one by my Madam." A'rou said with a smile.

Zhang Xingyu's old face turned red: "Girl, you misunderstood. Actually, those poems weren't written by me."

"Oh, is there another talented person with talent as outstanding as yours? Who is he? If there is, A'rou would really like to communicate with him!" A'rou looked at Zhang Xingyu, and a pair of charming dimples appeared on her pretty face.

"Uh. His name is Li Bai, alias Poet Immortal, he is a sword cultivator." Zhang Xingyu thought for a moment and still brought out the Poet Immortal Taibai.

"Young Master Zhang is talking about the Green Lotus Sword Immortal Li Taibai. This little girl also likes his poetry. However, in the Taibai poetry collection I collected, there are no three poems that you just wrote!" A'rou's eyes carried question marks.

"It's probably that your poetry collection is incomplete." Zhang Xingyu said seriously.

The question marks in A'rou's eyes turned into joy: "In that case, you have a complete poetry collection in your hands. Young Master Zhang, A'rou wants to ask you for something?"

"Ask me?" Zhang Xingyu was puzzled.

"Right. Young Master Zhang, A'rou wants to borrow the Taibai poetry collection you collected to copy. I copy very fast, I will return it to you in half a day at most." A'rou's eyes were full of hope.

Taibai powder.

A'rou must be a Taibai powder.

Li Taibai, oh Li Taibai, I really envy you! Even across the distant time and space, there are beautiful women who are infatuated with you.

Envy is envy, Zhang Xingyu knew he couldn't become a Poet Immortal. Copying a few ancient poems he had memorized was fine, but if he really had to write an original one himself, it would be harder than becoming an immortal.

"Sorry, my poetry collection is lost." As soon as Zhang Xingyu's words came out, he saw the fire in A'rou's eyes go out.

Giving people hope, and then letting them be disappointed.

In the world, what else can bring people a bigger blow?

Zhang Xingyu couldn't bear it. So, he said: "Although the poetry collection is lost. However, I still remember quite a few."

As soon as the words came out, he regretted it.

Because, in his eyes, A'rou's breathing had become heavy.

Only to see her jade hand raise, and a vermilion desk appeared in front of her.

On the vermilion desk, the four treasures of the study were all available.

"Please Young Master Zhang, write, A'rou will grind ink for you. Let's organize the most complete Taibai poetry collection on Xuantiandalu together."

Banquet hall.

The human body feast had long been withdrawn, and the male Heaven's Prides with excessive male hormones had also returned to their positions.

Now it was time to show off their skills.

The so-called showing off skills is to perform their unique skills. Daoist magic, zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, as long as you are good at it, you can take it out and show it off at this Hundred Flowers Feast.

You can perform alone, or you can perform in a team.

Fire Qilin Zhao Ruiling was the first to arrive in the center of the hall.

He first bowed to Madam Hundred Flowers, then cupped his hands to the Heaven's Prides, and finally his eyes fell on Little Zhurong Duan Tianhu.

Duan Tianhu was once his comrade-in-arms, but now he is his enemy.

Whoever dares to make him, Zhao Ruiling, lose face in front of beauties, is his enemy.

Zhao Ruiling hooked his finger at Duan Tianhu: "Old Duan, we haven't sparred for a long time, why don't we spar, just as throwing a brick to attract jade."

Between the flower fields.

Zhang Xingyu scratched his head and finally remembered the Taibai poems he had memorized one by one.

Writing down wind and rain, poetry making ghosts and gods cry.

Every time he wrote a character, there was lightning flashing at the tip of the pen.

Every time he finished a poem, lotus flowers fell from the sky.

When he wrote the last poem, his whole body suddenly felt light, and his body flew into mid-air involuntarily.

"Do you not see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. Do you not see, the bright mirror in the high hall mourns the white hair, like green silk in the morning and snow in the evening. Life should be enjoyed when it is proud, do not let the golden cup be empty facing the moon. Heaven gives me talent, it must be useful, a thousand gold scattered and returned..."

Between heaven and earth, Li Bai's poetry echoed for a long time. ===== CHAPTER 394 =====