While everyone was praising, the full moon in the sky suddenly moved over Immortal Song Tree.
Suddenly, the pure fluorescence of the Immortal Song Tree suddenly changed, turning into a dazzling blood color. The crown of the tree swayed like jade jade, and the sound of gurgling was endless.
Yun Zhongge said "Yeah", clapped his hands lightly and said, "Even this Immortal Song Tree, even this Immortal Song Tree knows that I met a noble person today and came to join in the fun."
Everyone looked at him in confusion, Yun Zhongge smiled slightly, and there was an extra spirit stone in his palm. With his mind everywhere, the spirit stone moved thousands of feet in an instant, and was about to hit the crown of the tree, but saw a clump of branches stretching out, the huge Xuehong leaves rolled up, and the spirit stone disappeared.
Suddenly, the color of the Immortal Song Tree changed again, becoming colorful. At the same time, it also emitted a clear sound like Sanskrit singing, floating in all directions.
Buddhist chant is graceful, with a touch of Zen, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Suddenly, Qin Qing clapped his hands, pointed at Immortal Song Tree and said, "Look, there are words on the colored leaves." In a rare change of attitude, he showed a hint of emotion.
Yun Zhongge was worried that he could not alleviate the embarrassment between him and Qin Qing. This opportunity happened to come up and he immediately said loudly, "This Immortal Song Tree was created by the interplay of the essence of Lingshan and the fairy energy of Yunxia. Although it is a demon plant, it is extremely spiritual."
"Every full moon night is the time when his spirituality is at its strongest. What is strange is that this Immortal Song Tree is like a famous person in the world, quite elegant and loves the most beautiful poetry in the world. He only needs to carve the poems and words on the spiritual stone and throw it towards Immortal Song Tree. When Immortal Song Tree swallows the power of the spiritual stone, the words on the spiritual stone will be burned into the leaves."
"What's even better is that Immortal Song Tree seems to be able to read these words that condense the true feelings of the world, and automatically divides various types of poems into five types, named after the five colors of gold, purple, black, and blue. If there are unfashionable poems sent into its mouth, there will be no traces left and disappear without a trace."
"The poems you are seeing at this moment are all collected and recited by the servants here, carved on the spiritual stones, and then thrown to Immortal Song Tree to eat, and finally became like this. However, in recent years, Immortal Song Tree rarely shows off his body. I did not expect that today, when the moon is full, you will encounter this wonderful scenery. Doesn't it prove that you are all very blessed people."
Yun Zhongge After saying this, everyone was amazed. Everyone had seen a lot of monsters and elves, but like this Immortal Song Tree, who was obviously not blessed with good fortune and had no intelligence, but was so gifted and elegant, it was almost rare to see him. He was truly an elegant plant.
Everyone is of noble status and has advanced cultivation. Some of them are rough and some are proficient in poetry, but none of them are incompetent.
As a monk, especially one who comes from a famous sect and is a descendant of noble Aristocratic Clan, it is impossible for him not to understand poetry.
The reason is very simple. Once you practice to this level, no one will understand literature and history and understand the principles clearly.
It is difficult not to feel enlightened and happy about poetry, which is a wonderful text that condenses the world's true feelings, behavioral principles, and master's experience.
In particular, many times, in gatherings of wealthy families and decent families, in addition to analyzing the principles and difficulties of spiritual practice, they often organize poetry circles to meet friends and entertain people.
Qin Qing has been in seclusion all year round and rarely asks about worldly affairs. She has never heard of many exquisite poems in the world. At this moment, she sees so many pearl characters engraved on Immortal Song Tree, and the dissatisfaction in her heart because she does not like gatherings has disappeared.
At this moment, she was completely absorbed by Immortal Song Tree. She watched devoutly and murmured the words on the leaves. She was entering the divine world. Suddenly, a spiritual stone was thrown from the east peak and was caught by the Immortal Song Tree leaves. Suddenly, the colorful crown of Immortal Song Tree turned into blood again.
The leaves of poetry disappeared without a trace.
Yun Zhongge The corner of his eye was always focused on Qin Qing's face, and he was happy in his heart, but he saw Qin Qing suddenly frowning, his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, and Immortal Song Tree suddenly changed. His handsome face suddenly became as dark as ink, and he shouted loudly, "Bastard!"
Yue Ziling also had a stern look on his face and hurriedly threw a spirit stone towards the tree. The spirit stone was caught in the leaves and there was no more reaction. It was not like Yun Zhongge did before, after swallowing the spirit stone, it released colorful poetry leaves.
"What happened?" Yue Ziling looked at Yun Zhongge, his face as dark as water.
Young Master Zheng said with a look of annoyance, "Zhongge, what kind of person is Fairy Qin? He has been to many wonders, wonderful places, blessed places and caves in the world. Today we, Jade Floating Mountain, are here to watch the ceremony, and we represent even more. Eight Great Immortal Sects, it's rare that we Jade Floating Mountain can handle something that catches Fairy's eyes, so how could such a change happen? Where is the etiquette in treating guests like this? Do you want to report it to Uncle Wild King for my brother?"
Young Master Zheng and Yue Ziling were making love one after another, just because Qin Qing frowned slightly, showing a little displeasure.
The cold and clear Qin Qing is like a beautiful cold moon, which makes people want to hold it in their arms.
Young Master Zheng had been with her for two days and had such thoughts, so that was it. Even Yue Ziling, who had only seen Qin Qing for a moment, started to admire her.
There was no need for Young Master Zheng to add fuel to the fire. Yun Zhongge was already furious. He cupped his fists and said, "Everyone, it was Yun Mou who did not entertain us well. He made such a stupid mistake. With all of you and Fairy Qin here, Yun Mou shouldn't have let those bastards enter, which ruined the atmosphere."
"This Immortal Song Tree concealment of poems is all because I don't know which idiot just made a stinking poem and rashly threw it to Immortal Song Tree, which caused Immortal Song Tree's rebellion, and this happened. Such bastards, if they don't want to be their guests, Zhongge will definitely not stop with them. I will find someone and send them away."
After saying that, Yun Zhongge took out a sound transmission bead from his waist bag, urged to open the ban, and whispered a few words in a deep voice. Within a moment, the soldiers of the brigade and many envoys rushed towards the three peaks of Pengri, Xiumei and Yunyan, and in a blink of an eye, the three peaks were sealed.
Since it aroused endless complaints, a group of envoys were summoned. As expected, they were really specialized in the art. They didn't know what kind of means they used, and they easily eliminated the commotion.
Finally, the three peaks holding the sun, beautiful, and clouds on the temples returned to tranquility.
"Brother Yun, I wonder if this Immortal Song Tree can bloom the leaves of poetry again?"
Qin Qing blurted out and asked.
When Brother Yun said Qin Qing, Yun Zhongge felt that the bones all over his body suddenly became lighter. He stared at Qin Qing and forgot to answer.
Young Master Zheng coughed lightly and said, "Zhongge, Fairy Qin the golden mouth has been opened, you are not helpless, right?"
Yun Zhongge said, "There is no way to do it. Just carve the wonderful poems on the spiritual stone and throw them towards Immortal Song Tree. Once Immortal Song Tree feels happy, the leaves of poems will bloom again."
Young Master Zheng said, "In that case, what are you waiting for? Although we are not good at this, who hasn't memorized dozens of wonderful poems, randomly picked one, carved it on the spiritual stone, and threw it over."