Chapter 793: This is a poetry gathering?

Facing the strange gazes of Yu Mo and the other two, the two Qingyun Sect ancestors immediately felt offended.

"What are you looking at? Hmph, Yu Mo, don't think that just because your Dao Yi Sect has some small tricks, you can deceive my Qingyun Sect."

Hmm???

Hearing this, Yu Mo and the other two were confused. What kind of small tricks? They were just genuinely concerned.

"Fool."

"Idiot."

"Sick."

Completely unreasonable, and Qi Xiong and Chen Qingyu also spoke a few perfunctory words before no longer speaking.

Subsequently, the group walked into the city and headed straight for the Dongwen Academy.

"Everyone be careful, the poetry gathering has started, the Dao Yi Sect is eight or nine tenths likely to make a move."

On the way, Chen Qingyu also whispered to remind everyone. In the few days, he hadn't done nothing.

Many Qingyun Sect disciples had arrived at the Confucian Shengcheng in secret in batches over the past few days, and adding them all up, there were already nearly two hundred thousand disciples.

The purpose was to deal with the Dao Yi Sect. In Chen Qingyu's view, with Qi Xiong's personality, he would definitely make a move at the poetry gathering.

And all of this, naturally, could not be hidden from Yu Mo and the others.

"This Qingyun Sect is really strange. It's one thing that those two old immortals aren't in seclusion, but why bring so many disciples?"

"Afraid that something will go wrong with the Dongwen Poetry Gathering?"

"Bullshit, why weren't they afraid before?"

"Then it must be because of us."

"Regardless of the reason, since they aren't making a move, you all shouldn't take the initiative to stir up trouble."

Qi Xiong reminded them. He also felt that Chen Qingyu was a bit strange, but since he couldn't figure it out, he let it be. He just wouldn't take the initiative to provoke him.

Soon, everyone entered the Dongwen Academy, and it was still crowded with people.

However, those who could enter here were either Confucian cultivators or cultivators with some reputation and status.

Ordinary people had no qualifications to enter here, let alone participate in the poetry gathering.

The entire Dongwen Academy was very large, occupying almost more than half of the Confucian Shengcheng.

For this poetry gathering, the Dongwen Academy had naturally made full preparations.

After the Dao Yi Sect and Qingyun Sect groups were seated, a Dongwen Academy instructor personally took the stage and announced the start of this year's poetry gathering.

Originally, this kind of poetry gathering, to put it bluntly, was for Confucian cultivators to show off their literary talent, and by the way, to comment on current events in the world and have a war of words.

It definitely started with poetry and songs.

Ye Changqing watched with boredom, also curious about the literary talent of these Confucian cultivators, and whether they could compare to the masters of his previous life.

But just after taking a sip of tea, a Dongwen Academy disciple walked out, looked directly at the Dao Yi Sect side, and said.

"Sunlight shines on the incense burner, creating purple smoke; today I arrived in front of the brothel."

Pfft...

A mouthful of tea was sprayed out. What the hell is this?

Seeing this, Fairy Baihua on the side gently wiped Ye Changqing's mouth with a handkerchief and asked with curiosity.

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing, this... this is a Confucian cultivator from the Dongwen Academy?"

"Yes."

"But this poem..."

"Is there a problem?"

Looking at Fairy Baihua's ordinary expression, Ye Changqing was suspicious. Should, at least, even, wouldn't, only have this level of skill?

The next second, an inner sect disciple from the Wenxue Peak side stood up and replied.

"Drool flows down three thousand feet; check my pocket, there's no money."

Hmm???

"Far up the stone path of Fragrant Mountain; deep in the white clouds, she and I."

Hmm???

"Originally thought the Prince would meet the Princess; who would have thought a dinosaur would see a frog."

Hmm???

"Goose, goose, goose; curved neck, use a knife to cut."

"Pluck the feathers, heat the water."

"Light the fire, cover the pot."

Hmm???

"If heaven has feelings, heaven will also grow old."

"If people have feelings, they will die early."

Hmm???

"Heaven gave me talent, it must be useful."

"The mouse's son will know how to dig a hole."

Hmm??? ===== CHAPTER 794 =====