Cultivation starts from breaking through the sky

Chapter 485 Who is worthy to compete with him?
After staring at the beautiful woman behind the curtain for a long time, after drinking a pot of wine, Xiao Han wrote a pen and wrote it in one stroke.

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A thousand strokes can be drawn,
A poem of heaven and earth is astonishing,
I have a pen, a poem, a universe
Unfortunately,
Beautiful women are like flowers separated by clouds,
It is difficult to paint your beauty.

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When the pen fell, Xiao Han waved his palm, and a burst of energy surged out. The ink on the table rendered a page of rice paper, and it immediately flew up like a kite, and soon floated into the curtain.

I saw that the peerless beauty behind the curtain raised her palm, her loose sleeves fell slowly, her white wrist was exposed, her skin was crystal clear, and her slender hands gently grasped the floating rice paper. His starry eyes looked at the poetry and calligraphy on the rice paper, and there was a deep luster flashing in those beautiful pupils.

After reading it, she put down the poem, her beautiful eyes looked towards Xiao Han below, a pair of charming star eyes seemed to be able to speak,
Xiao Han picked up a glass of wine, raised the wine glass to the beauty who looked at him with beautiful eyes, nodded with a smile as a greeting, and then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The beauty lowered her eyes and nodded slightly as a response. Then she looked back and stood quietly behind the curtain, silent, like a fairy who doesn't know the fireworks in the world.

Xiao Han was in a daze for a long while, and at this moment came from behind, and took the lead in presenting poetry and calligraphy, which made everyone who was writing vigorously pause for a while, and all looked over in surprise. After a long while, everyone came back to their senses, but There was a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, presumably this guy already knew that he was not good at poetry and calligraphy, so he picked up a pen and scribbled a few sentences at will. Thinking about it this way, everyone will naturally despise Xiao Han even more, this guy, reckless Husband alone.

"Bring yourself to shame!" Shangguan Wan'er glanced at Xiao Han contemptuously with her beautiful eyes, but there was a little smugness at the corner of her mouth, this guy was nothing more than that.

After everyone looked at Xiao Han with disdain, they continued to create, but before writing two words, the voice of the maid upstairs sounded again:

"Everyone, stop writing, my lady said, you all go back."

As soon as the maid finished speaking, Liu Qingcheng behind the curtain upstairs turned around and left.

Hearing the maid's words, and seeing Liu Qingcheng leaving suddenly, everyone was startled, and they all felt a little confused. They haven't presented their works yet, why invite them back?

But then everyone thought of something, and all their eyes turned to Xiao Han who was drinking by himself with hatred. This guy must have presented an unsightly calligraphy work, which stained the beauty's eyes, so Liu Qingcheng let They all go back.

"It's all to blame for this reckless man!" Someone glared at Xiao Han and whispered in his mouth. Although he was very angry, he still didn't dare to express his dissatisfaction too loudly. After all, this guy is a ruthless person. If it is defeated, how dare they provoke it.

"You guy, what did you write?" Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Bai Ye looked at Xiao Han, and asked a little bit dumbfounded.

Xiao Han spread his hands, ready to get up and leave, who can guess what a woman is thinking.

Everyone also got up one after another and was about to leave, but at this time, Liu Qingcheng's personal maid suddenly came in front of Xiao Han, saluted slightly, and smiled: "Young master, please stay, my lady has invitations."

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the Qingcheng Hall.

All the people who were about to leave angrily paused, turned around, and looked at Xiao Han with unison, with a dumbfounded expression, which is quite wonderful. Miss, please?
What's happening here?
The expressions of the people in the field were wonderful, shocking, puzzled, surprised, all kinds of expressions, staring at Xiao Han like a fool, at this moment, they all wondered if there was something wrong with their ears.

You know, this is the first time that the number one beauty in the holy city sees a guest, and, it seems that this guy who presents his works every minute, how is this possible?

"Are you sure your lady wants to invite this guy?" At this time, Shangguan Wan'er came over and asked the maid in doubt. Not only she wanted to ask this question, but everyone wanted to ask it.

"That's right, what my lady told me herself, how could it be false." The maid replied affirmatively.

Hearing the maid's incomparably positive answer, everyone's faces were filled with shock. The number one beauty in the holy city actually invited this guy?

Everyone stared at Xiao Han as if they were looking at a rare species, looking up and down, their eyes and expressions were so weird.

"Damn it, brother Xiao, you can do it!" Bai Ye came over and patted Xiao Han's shoulder heavily, admiringly, he won the favor of the most beautiful woman in the holy city in a few minutes, this ability is unbelievable Dissatisfied.

Xiao Han smiled, and then smiled at the maid: "Miss please lead the way."

"and many more!"

At this time, Shangguan Wan'er spoke again, she glanced at Xiao Han with her beautiful eyes, and then said to the maid: "What he wrote just now, can you take it out and see, even if we lose, we must lose clear and direct."

"Naturally." The corner of the maid's mouth curled up slightly, as if she had expected that everyone would be like this. If so, then she took out a page of rice paper that Xiao Han had just presented from her sleeve, and then Slowly unfold:

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A thousand strokes can be drawn,
A poem of heaven and earth is astonishing,
I have a pen, a poem, a universe
Unfortunately,
Beautiful women are like flowers separated by clouds,
It is difficult to paint your beauty.

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The maid unfolded the rice paper. She pulled the paper up and down with both hands and rotated it slowly to ensure that everyone in every direction could see it.

Naturally, everyone also saw the few lines of short poems on the rice paper, and they all frowned unconsciously.

At this time, the maid continued to say: "My young lady said that you can know your words without reading them. They must be some gorgeous words to praise her, but this young master's work is natural. , unconventional, with a few lines, it not only shows the extraordinary pioneering spirit, but also shows the chivalrous tenderness of sympathizing with the beautiful woman. In the endless world, I can shock the wind and thunder with one poem, and I can paint the universe with one stroke of the poem. It can be seen from this that the grandeur and grandeur shown in it, as well as the broad mind that swallows mountains and rivers, at the end of the article, I wrote it to my family When I was a young lady, there was neither a pile of gorgeous words nor a sad and sad moan. It is a pity that the pen suddenly changed, and the beauty is like a flower separated from the clouds. This description is fresh and refined. Facing the unattainable beauty above the clouds, the last sentence is hard to describe your beauty, expressing the feeling of wanting to go up to the clouds to see the beauty, showing endless Chivalrous and tender."

"A few strokes, not only have the lofty ambition and broad-mindedness to dare to stir up the wind and thunder in the nine days, and fight for the world, but also reveal a touch of chivalrous tenderness, which is different from some people's moaning, flattering and flattering words. It’s a world of difference.”

"Little girl here dare to ask, everyone present, seeing this young master's work, who among you is worthy to compete with him?"

At the end of the speech, it seemed that she was infected by the emotions expressed between the lines, and the maid's tone became more and more intense. She held Xiao Han's words in her hand, looked around everyone, and spoke sharply.

Especially the last few sentences, it can be said that every word punishes the heart.

(End of this chapter)