I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

　　 "Brother! Are you swollen?! Brother!"

　　 "Brother! You wake up..."

　　 "Senior brother, don't scare me... Junior brother...

　　 After the poem, the poet and monk who bet against Jiang Lin fainted to the ground one after another, their breath was disturbed.

　　 The other monks also spouted a mouthful of old blood, and their realm was a little unstable.

　　 The cultivation of a monk is nothing more than two aspects, one is the accumulation of spiritual power, the other is the persistence of one's own practice path and the understanding of the Taoxin.

　　 But now, this little flower picker! The man whose main business is sword repair and his side business is picking flowers can make such a good poem!

　　 is not even as good as a little flower picker in the professional field! I'm not reconciled!

　　 After thinking about it, many people spewed out old blood, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

　　......

However, compared to the chaotic scenes of the monks, more people are still repeating this verse, especially the last two sentences. The more they read, the more flavorful they become, which arouses people's emotions... ...

　　 "The crowd looked for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the person was there, in a dimly lit place..."

　　The last sentence is made. There is no such flashy rhetoric, but it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

　　 How many times have I searched among the crowd? When suddenly looking back, the woman was still there, in the spot where the lights were scattered.

　　 This verse was originally used by the poet to express his ambitions, expressing the feelings of senior Xin Qiji who was unwilling to join in the dirty work.

　　 But Jiang Lin is not a politician, but a cultivator of immortals, and even more of a...flower picking thief...

　　 So the emotions are naturally completely different.

　　 This poem first described the lively Lantern Festival in gorgeous language, but unexpectedly, it did express the search for a woman in the end.

The last sentence of 　　 even reflects the "special love" of the flower picker.

　　 How many times did I find you? Looking back, you are still dimly lit, waiting for me there with a smile.

　　 What a joy this is! What kind of dog food...

　　 "Suddenly looking back, the person is there, the lights are dim..."

　　 The elder sister by the river has already covered her forehead, the girl with dangling eyes pinched the skirt tightly, and she muttered to herself, her cheeks flushed.

　　 Isn’t this poem written by Xiao Lin for himself?

　　 Even in the girl's mind, he was wearing a plain skirt and a pearl hairpin, standing in a dimly lit place, he searched for himself thousands of times, and finally saw himself.

　　 I and Xiao Lin looked at each other, their eyes were dim...

　　 Similarly, Chen Jia is also holding her skirt tightly, too embarrassed to lift her head...

　　 Did this big fool Jiang Lin finally remember it? Do you remember what happened when you were a kid?

　　 "The crowd will find him thousands of Baidu."

　　 Could it be that Jianglin, the big pig's hoof, has been looking for himself for a long time?

　　Big fool...Where do you need to find someone...People are by your side...

　　 In addition, among the fox demons from Ten Thousand Demons State, they are naturally infatuated because of this poem.

　　 The four girls, Bai Ling and Bai Qiao, have a lot of different impressions of the flower picker.

　　 This person is indeed very frivolous, but in that frivolous chest, is there such an infatuated heart?

　　 Or to say that he actually liked a certain girl, but he couldn't find it, so he could only indulge himself in despair?

　　 In fact, what Bai Ling Baiqiao and others didn't notice was that the master beside him had already lowered his eyes.

　　 In the woman's mind, scenes and scenes that had been spent with him at that time could not help but surface.

　　 "The crowd will find him thousands of Baidu."

　　 Inadvertently, a flash of joy flashed in the woman's heart.

　　 But soon the joy settled in my heart.

　　 how is it possible?

　　 Master had already deleted his childhood memories about himself, how can he remember it? ?

　　 But if he didn't think about it, why would he make such a verse?

　　 Thinking about it, the woman shook her head and laughed at herself for her ups and downs.

　　 When did I look like that kind of little girl who was upset and sad because of a man's words?

　　At the same time, above the river, no matter the monks or ordinary mortal women, their eyes were wet...

　　 So those rumors are all wrong...

　　Who said Jiang Gongzi is really romantic? In fact, people are really dedicated...

　　 In order to find a woman, Jiang Gongzi searched thousands of times.

　　 Gongzi Jiang found it? If you don't find it, isn't this an illusion of prayer? Otherwise, how could Ziyu be so sad?

　　 No, Jiang Gongzi is so pitiful, I really want to hold Jiang Gongzi into my arms and comfort him...

　　 For a time, the atmosphere of the entire ethereal riverside changed.

　　Jianglin found that many girls were looking at them with tears and dim eyes.

　　 What the **** is this?

　　The reason why I chose this poem is because this poem is indeed a swan song, and it can dominate the crowd, but why so many girls look at them with so much pity?

　　 This is not right...

　　 For a long time, the elders of the Ethereal Sect also recovered from the repeated verses.

　　 Looking at Jiang Lin, especially when he wrote this poem, the elder was very unwilling to give up.

　　 This elder knew that Jiang Lin was already impossible to lose.

　　 The theme of the poem meeting tonight was originally to celebrate the prosperity of the ethereal Lantern Festival.

　　 But now, Jiang Lin is not only painting the prosperity, but also sublimating emotions. With the phrase "lights are diminished", who else would think of writing poems for their own humiliation?

　　 It's a pity, it would be great if this young fellow could come to his sect.

　　 is not only young and handsome, he is also a sword repairer and poet monk, but from the verse, he can hear that he already has another girl in his heart.

　　 Otherwise, he would really have to speak to the Sect Master, hoping to marry Master Mo Li to him.

In fact, it’s okay for a man with three wives and four concubines. If Mo Li's nephew is in the palace, it’s not impossible. That’s why Jiang Lin may already have her extremely important in his heart~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I guess she can’t be the palace... ...

　　 "Does anyone still want to write a poem tonight?"

　　 The voice of the elder of the emptiness spirit sect spread, but it was only a polite question.

　　 If someone can make a masterpiece that surpasses this hand-word, then I am afraid it will be spread through the ages tonight.

　　 In fact, when this hand poem was made, everyone tonight, because of this poem, was also recorded in history.

　　 On the bank of the river, many cultivators were so dizzy, but no one shouted.

　　 Looking at the poet monk, the musicians, painters and other monks who gambled with Jiang Lin were so anxious that their clothes were scratched, and they wished to scold those poet monks' genealogy!

　　Where are you poets and monks? Isn't even a flower picker worse? !

　　 They looked at Jiang Lin again, even more helpless, really didn't expect this flower picker to make poetry as well?

　　 But they can't say anything yet, after all, as long as "Yiyi" crushes the heroes.

　　 Now that the poetry art has been reached, if I want to "consult" Jiang Lin for other skills, I am afraid that I will be blamed by others.

　　 And when the Ethereal Sect regretted to announce Jiang Lin's victory, Jiang Lin himself did not expect Jiang Lin to say loudly:

　　 "I still have three arts, and I will appreciate it together with you!"

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