The hearts of the people in the entire pavilion at the center of the lake were also moved at this time, and they all looked at Ji Yanran.

Ji Yanran smiled lightly, nodded slightly, and said directly: "You may not know that the eternal masterpiece was circulated from my Xingyan Empire, and that person's works are not just one Water Melody Song, but several. Although I don't know why the other few have never been circulated, I know that each one is enough to be famous for centuries!" As

soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the entire pavilion was instantly stagnant!

The young master of Tianxiang instantly showed infinite surprise on his face, and couldn't help but say: "That person is actually from your Xingyan Empire? There is more than one work? How many more? Miss Ji, do you know? Can you tell me?"

At this moment, the expression of the young master of Tianxiang became extremely excited. If according to her previous performance, the young master of Tianxiang is completely a woman with a very good mind and means, she will never be in such a state, which shows that she attaches great importance to the author of the Water Melody Song.

At this moment, Ji Yanran became the center of attention, but she smiled sweetly and didn't mean to keep the audience in suspense. She opened her red lips slightly and recited several ancient poems.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a date."

"Raise the cup to invite the bright moon, and drink together as three people."

...

"Those who left me, yesterday cannot be kept,"

"Those who disturbed my heart, today is full of worries!"

...

"The bright moon rises over the sea, and the world shares this moment."

...

"Silently alone, I go up to the west tower, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely sycamore tree locks the autumn in the deep night." "

It is the sorrow of parting that cannot be cut off and is still tangled, and it is a different kind of feeling in my heart."

...

Ji Yanran danced in a white dress, with a moving voice, and recited several ancient poems in tune with the rhythm. Her tone was either heroic, or leisurely, or chic, or sad, and she almost completely expressed the artistic conception of these poems.

After Ji Yanran finished reciting, only breathing sounds could be heard in the pavilion in the center of the lake!

The beautiful eyes of the young master Tianxiang seemed to have lost focus, and his expression was infatuated. His face was either smiling, or complaining, or quiet, constantly changing, and his heart had already sunk into the artistic conception of the poem.

The young master Wuchen closed his eyes, shook his head, with a shocked smile on his face, as if he was savoring every sentence of every poem.

The face of the young master Qinlong became very ugly after Ji Yanran recited the first poem. After Ji Yanran finished reciting all of them, his whole face was as ugly as if he had eaten shit, and he crushed a wine glass again with a click.

Each of these poems is enough to crush the literary talent of the young master Qinlong, who is proud of it, countless times, and it is an all-round beating!

As Ji Yanran said, as long as you are not blind, you can hear that none of these poems is not a poem of the ages. It is simply unbelievable that each one can be passed down through the ages!

"Alas, I knew that someone who could write Water Melody would not have only one masterpiece! He... is really amazing!"

After a long time, Young Master Tianxiang sighed quietly, his expression became inexplicable, giving people a feeling of pity as if a fairy in a painting had lost her love.

At this time, Ye Wuque, who had been standing next to him, had a strange look on his face!

When Ji Yanran took the initiative to stand up, Ye Wuque felt something was wrong. He never expected that Ji Yanran would read out all the poems that came from his mouth. <> At

this time, Ji Yanran suddenly cast a mischievous look at Ye Wuque, and then said to Young Master Tianxiang: "Young Master Tianxiang, what a coincidence, I happen to know the author of these poems through the ages! I heard that you have always wanted to meet him?"

After Ji Yanran said this, Young Master Tianxiang's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up!

"Miss Ji knows where he is? Yes! Since these poems are all circulated from the Xingyan Empire, he must be from the Xingyan Empire. I think his talent has already spread throughout the Xingyan Empire. Miss Ji will naturally recognize him. If there is a chance, this young master is willing to go to the Xingyan Empire to meet this person."

The praise in the tone of the young master Tianxiang was not concealed, and he was even a little excited, as if he was looking forward to this scene.

After seeing the appearance of the young master Tianxiang, Ji Yanran's red lips outlined a surprising arc, and then said: "If the young master Tianxiang wants to see him, there is no need to be so troublesome, because he... is far away in the sky and close at hand!"

As soon as these words came out, the young master Tianxiang's beautiful eyes suddenly widened!

The slightly closed eyes of the young master Wuchen also opened suddenly, and the bamboo book in his hand was slightly clenched!

The young master Qinlong narrowed his eyes directly, and there were thousands of lights in the eyes of the cold pool!

In an instant, everyone's mind seemed to be flashed by lightning!

From the Xingyan Empire!

Brilliant literary talent!

Far in the horizon, yet close at hand!

Swish, swish, swish!

In an instant, everyone's eyes were all on the tall and slender black-robed figure, staring at him intently!

Ye Wuque, who was standing tall, had a calm expression at this moment. Although countless people were staring at him, he could not show any happiness or excitement. <>

"So that's it! So that's it! I should have thought long ago that if an ordinary person could write such a timeless quatrain as 'coming out of the mud without being stained, washing in the clear water without being evil'! It turns out that Brother Ye is the author of the Water Melody! Hahahaha... It's really that a master doesn't recognize him in person!"

Young Master Wuchen was the first to speak, with a sense of sudden enlightenment, and laughed loudly.

Young Master Wuchen's words also awakened all the dull-looking disciples of the Split Heaven Dao, and they looked at Ye Wuque one by one as if they had seen a god!

Young Master Tianxiang did not speak, but his beautiful eyes were completely focused on Ye Wuque, flashing a light that people dared not look directly at!

"You... are him?"

Finally, Young Master Tianxiang spoke slowly, with a trembling tone, as if there was a feeling of dream replacement.

At this moment, Ye Wuque naturally would not deny it. He nodded and smiled openly: "I didn't expect it to spread so quickly, even to the Sky-Splitting Dao. This is completely beyond my expectation."

As Ye Wuque said this, the light in Young Master Tianxiang's eyes became even stronger!

But at this moment, there was indeed a discordant voice suddenly rang out!

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"Interesting! It's really interesting! You are addicted to making up numbers and making up stories! Ye Wuque, you are really shameless. You actually admitted that you are the author of these poems and lyrics that have been passed down through the ages so straightforwardly? You can be so straightforward without any evidence. It's really amazing! This young master doesn't believe a word of it."

The young master of Qinlong sneered and spoke. This time he directly named the names without any disguise.

This opening also immediately made many Lietiandao frown and secretly said in their hearts, yes!

Everything was based on Ji Yanran's words. Although she took out several poems and lyrics that have been passed down through the ages, who knows if she had already known them for a long time, and then deliberately took this opportunity to say them out to add luster to Ye Wuque.

"Whether you believe it or not is none of my business?"

Ye Wuque spoke calmly, but his attitude was extremely strong!