As soon as Jiang Lin''s words fell, the audience was silent, and everyone took a breath.


    Silence is followed by the most intense noise.


    Many monks said that Jiang Lin was too arrogant and wanted to drive Jiang Lin down.


    Many nuns looked at Jiang Lin with a little blush.


    The flower picker is really handsome, but why do you say that? One person''s four skills are so powerful that others can''t write poetry and play music, which is too


    But I''m so overbearing... I like it


    And the elder was very embarrassed.


    Four skills for one person.


    And let others have no poetry to do and no music to play? What does that mean?


    This has never happened since the Lantern Festival literature meeting.


    What''s more, Jiang Lin is still a sword practitioner, not those who practice literature and art.


    This major is not right


    "Adulterous thief! Don''t say it''s four skills for one person! As long as you have a skill that makes me unable to win, I won''t pick a poem from now on! "


    "Me too! I will never play the piano again! "


    "I''ll never touch chess again!"


    "I''ll never draw again!"


    "If you can''t do it! Self destruct Lingqiao Changsheng bridge! "


    The voice of the river bank is getting louder and louder.


    Elder Kong Ling looked at Jiang Lin and felt that the matter seemed serious.


    For the monks of zither, chess, calligraphy and painting, zither, chess, calligraphy and painting are their foundation. If they are allowed to give up their own profession, it is equivalent to spending all the money in front of them.


    Jiang Lin''s self destructed Changsheng bridge, river and Lingqiao are reduced to mortals.


    No matter which side wins, the other side will pay an extremely heavy price.


    If you want to compete in the martial arts competition, you don''t say anything.


    But if you want to be so bloody in this happy moon, you have to bear your own responsibility.


    Seeing through the elder''s mind, Jiang Lin said to the elder''s heart lake, "I like magic weapons and money."


    At this moment, the elder suddenly became enlightened.


    You said earlier


    And the elder was more inclined to Jiang Lin.


    Can you only say that you are worthy of being a flower picker? Very good


    After moistening his voice, the elder of the ethereal sect said, "this is the Literary Association. You can''t make such a serious bet. Otherwise, the bet is a top-grade spirit stone or an equivalent magic weapon. If childe Jiang loses, he will repay it equally. How about it?"


    People are naturally a little unhappy, but they also know that the ethereal sect will not let things go beyond their control tonight, so they have to agree.


    Although the flower picker can''t be reduced to a mortal from now on, how can these hundreds of top-grade spirit stones be so easy to take out?


    At least it can put hundreds of years of debt on the flower picker!


    Jiang Lin naturally agreed, joking. What''s their business if they don''t play the piano and draw? Is there really a spirit stone?


    Seeing that everyone nodded, the elder of the ethereal sect made a contract and swore with his heart. At the Bank of the ethereal River, a lot of psychic powers gathered out of thin air.


    Many of the monks did not participate.


    This is not because they are afraid of Jiang linwin, nor is it because they can''t get a magic weapon worth a top-grade spirit stone.


    But they think Jiang Lin will lose. They don''t want to cause too much burden to this brother. They are paying off their debts all their life.


    But even so, there were more than 500 monks, including more than 40 female monks.


    They have a common feature, that is, practicing the art of the room


    They have begun to think about the beautiful nights after childe Jiang lost a clean, and then was brought into the zongmen by himself in order to pay off the debt


    Not to mention these nuns, even elder martial sister Chen and even Bai Jiuyi have eyes.


    They didn''t want Jiang Lin to win for a moment.


    If Jiang Lin loses, won''t he be able to pay his debts for him, and then promise him by example?


    In this way, I don''t have to worry about Xiaolin going out to find a fox spirit. I can be with myself all my life. How nice


    But unexpectedly, the elder secretly transmitted a message to Jiang Lin''s heart lake, saying that he could borrow money from the Bank of Kong Ling sect


    If Jiang Lin loses, he needs to take all the treasures he can take out except his life flying sword.


    If you can''t make up for the money you owe, the Kong Ling bank will give Jiang Lin a cushion first, and then Jiang Lin needs to return the spirit stone of the Kong Ling bank. Of course, there is interest


    Even if Jiang Lin is overdue, the Bank of konglingzong doesn''t worry. It''s a big deal to sign a "deed of betrayal" to be our disciple of konglingzong.


    Can there be an 18-year-old Longmen sword cultivation? Is there anything more valuable than this?


    Not really. Jiang Lin can sell himself as a cowherd


    I''m kidding. With Childe Jiang''s beauty, as long as his kidney is OK, day and night, he will repay his debt within hundreds of years!


    Jiang Lin naturally didn''t know about the little 99 in the heart of the ethereal patriarch, but when he heard the elder''s voice, Jiang Lin was really surprised!


    I didn''t expect the ethereal sect to do flowers, too?


    No wonder people are so rich!


    Is the founder of the Kongling sect a merchant?


    "Please write a poem!"


    Everything was ready, and the elder of the ethereal sect spoke with dignity.


    Jiang Lin did not shirk and pinch. With a big hand, he flew a piece of rice paper into the air.


    Is this a poem?


    No, it''s a poem. It''s more than poetry.


    "Flowers and trees bloom in the east wind night. The stars are like rain. "


    Everyone subconsciously read the first two sentences. As soon as the words fell, they were shocked! A short number will render a scene of lights all over the city and carnival, which is very integrated with the ethereal Lantern Festival!


    No! I''m afraid this word is excellent!


    But soon, they still stabilized their mind!


    It doesn''t matter. A good start doesn''t necessarily make the whole poem perfect. In particular, words also pay attention to progressive layers. If the later poems can''t be coordinated, they will be self defeating.


    Jiang Lin didn''t say much and waved his hand again.


    "BMW carved cars are fragrant all over the road. The sound of the Phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. "


    The poem reads out that in everyone''s mind, the bustling scene has gone up to a higher level!


    Most of the nuns have completely entered the poetic mood.


    Even the literary girls of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are shaking their eyes. Looking at this beautiful poem and this very handsome man, they are obsessed and almost want to make a direct promise.


    The cold sweat on the foreheads of those so-called literary and artistic male friars who gambled with Jiang Lin has burst out, and they feel bad! These two sentences are even better!


    The first couplet has passed, and the river faces the big ink to wave again!


    "Moth snow willow gold thread. The laughter is full of fragrance. "


    Okay, okay! This poem can''t be advanced. It can only be piled up by gorgeous words! Can''t sublimate! It''s a good poem, but it''s not as silent as no one in the audience.


    Jiang Lin couldn''t help laughing and finally handed out everything.


    "Many people are looking for him.


    Suddenly looking back,


    The man was there,


    Where the lights are dim. "


    The whole word was handed out. On the Bank of the ethereal River, nearly 500 people were stuffy in their chest and gushed blood