Wen Quxing wanted to speak and stopped, giving Li Qiang enough urgency, he panicked, he was just a small person in Heavenly Court, what other rumors were not good for him?

But before he could ask, a huge bell suddenly rang in the direction of the first kilometer, followed by a burst of impassioned ancient music, which slowly sounded.

"It's started, this is the opening song of the peach feast, called Kaitian!"

Under this music, Li Qiang was a little intoxicated and silently remembered this opening song.

Immediately afterwards, the Emperor of Heaven spoke, the immortals blessed, and more than 100,000 people were divided into various banquet tables, and the scene was extremely spectacular and lively.

Li Qiang didn't dare to make a mistake, silently drinking and eating next to Wenqu Xing, it was worthy of the wine banquet of the heavenly court, every time he ate some, Li Qiang felt the spiritual qi in his body circulate, and it seemed that his strength had increased again.

But in his mind, the thought turned sharply, the occasion of the Pan Tao Conference was too solemn, and he didn't dare to speak at all.

But just sitting like this, how to enhance the prestige of the Three Realms, how to obtain the Nine Rank Immortal Rank.

At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven announced that Pan Tao would enter the banquet stage, playing music, chanting poems, drinking, and the immortals could drink as much as they wanted!

Wen Quxing breathed a sigh of relief, and just wanted to talk to Li Qiang in detail, when he saw not far away, many immortals surrounded by a proud figure, slowly coming towards this side.

"Brother Wen Yuan, at today's Pan Tao Conference, you must have prepared a lot of good sentences, why don't you give us appreciation before dedicating them to the Emperor of Heaven?"

"yes. ”

At this moment, these people were already very close to Li Qiang, Li Wenyuan had been smiling proudly and did not speak, and some of them had sharp eyes and suddenly pointed at Li Qiang.

"Look, isn't this the kid who copied the poem, what is Li Qiang?"

In an instant, Li Qiang felt that thousands of eyes around him were looking at him, and his face turned white in an instant.

What, copy poems? Whose poems do I copy? These people know that my poems are from the earth?

Before he could react, another person said.

"I'll just say, how can a kid who doesn't have a nine-rank immortal rank make such magnificent verses, it turns out that they are all plagiarized from Brother Wen Yuan, Brother Wen Yuan, you better teach him a lesson. ”

"That's a good point!"

Everyone was impassioned, and Li Qiang felt that those thousands of eyes had become playful and despised a lot.

Only then did Li Qiang react, feeling this Li Wenyuan, saying that the poem he wrote for Monkey King was copied from him? This almost blew up Li Qiang, but he didn't expect that some people in Heaven would be shameless, and they would be more than anyone else.

Wen Quxing suddenly got up and said coldly.

"Li Qiang's little friend is extraordinary, what evidence do you have to say that he plagiarized, don't spray people with blood!"

Some little immortals didn't dare to make a mistake with Wenqu Xing, so they shut up one after another, but behind the poet immortal Li Wenyuan, it was Nandou Xingjun, he stroked his beard and said lightly.

Wenqu Xingjun's words are a little unfair, Wen Yuan Shixian said it himself, he was drunk with the mountains and rivers that day, remembered the majesty of the great sage in the past, and composed that great sage poem, but before he could publish it, he was stolen by this kid. ”

"Mo Fei, do you think Wen Yuan Shixian is so famous, he would lie about this kind of thing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, many immortals on this jade platform nodded, and some little immortals such as the land lord, Feng Bo, and water master all echoed it.

Li Qiang got up suddenly, and looked coldly at Li Wenyuan in the distance, this person really wanted to force himself to death, but he didn't open his mouth rashly, he believed that the other party came over like this, there must be a backstroke.

At this time, the turmoil here has attracted the attention of many immortals, and a majestic voice sounded.

"What's going on?"

But it was the Emperor of Heaven who presided over the conference who spoke, and for a moment, the audience was silent, and Li Qiang's pressure was even greater, because he found that all the noisy voices disappeared at this moment, and all eyes were focused on his and Li Wenyuan's faces at this moment.

Wen Quxing's face changed slightly, and he also felt that the other party just wanted to step on Li Qiang to gain fame and prestige again.

Li Wenyuan was not flustered, and bowed to the Heavenly Emperor above.

"Back to the Emperor of Heaven, I was drunk with the mountains and rivers some time ago, recalling the majesty of Sun Dasheng, and composing the next poem, which was recited casually at that time, probably by some uneasy and well-meaning people, so I took it to the Great Sage to do favors, in fact, I didn't care, I was just warning this immortal servant, don't do such things anymore. ”

After he finished speaking, there was a burst of discussion around him, and the endless pressure, like a mountain, suddenly pressed on Li Qiang's body.

There was no need for any immortals to make a move, this kind of pressure alone had already made Li Qiang breathless, and he was shocked to find that his reputation had actually begun to fall!

"Star, your reputation in the Three Realms has returned to zero......"

After Li Wenyuan finished speaking, everyone was looking at Li Qiang, Li Qiang's silence made them think that it was a weak heart and acquiescence, but in fact, they didn't know, just now, but Li Qiang didn't dare to speak.

However, now, it is different, Li Qiang glanced at Li Wenyuan coldly, and said loudly.

"Back to the Emperor of Heaven, that poem is indeed written by me, not as Li Wenyuan said by Xianyou!"

After Li Qiang finished speaking, there was an uproar around him, and Li Wenyuan also stared, he didn't expect that a gray-clothed immortal would dare to confront him on such an occasion.

"Bold, you are a cloth-clothed immortal, and you dare to lie to the Emperor of Heaven here?"

"Brother Wen Yuan's name as a poet immortal has been circulating in the heavenly realm for more than ten years, during which countless excellent poems have come out of him, can he compete with a mortal in cloth for this credit?"

Ben Xian also thinks that this mortal in cloth is lying. ”

The voices of doubts from all directions kept coming, the Heavenly Emperor and the Queen Mother were expressionless, and there were more than 100,000 immortals and immortal cultivators in the Heavenly Court, and few people believed Li Qiang's words.

Li Wenyuan smiled slightly, he had long known that this would be the result, looking at Li Qiang's increasingly ugly face, he raised his hand and smiled at the immortals.

"Today is the Pan Tao Conference, a happy day, I, Li Wenyuan, shouldn't have been in trouble, but now if such a thing happens, I will also punish myself and make amends to everyone!"

Li Wenyuan picked up a cup of immortal brew, and when it dried up, a sense of heroism and freedom suddenly emanated, and many people shouted.

"Good!"

"Brother Wen Yuan is really extraordinary. ”

In the eyes of these people, Li Wenyuan was originally one of the plagiarists, and now that the plagiarists deny it, he should not be angry, but apologize to everyone, which is naturally worthy of applause.

The next moment, Li Wenyuan's gentle expression became a little solemn.

"However, since he was given the opportunity to admit his mistakes, he was still hard-mouthed, then it was very simple, just now I punished myself with a glass of wine, which can be regarded as a wine to cheer up, and improvised a poem related to wine for everyone, to celebrate this grand event together, and also invite this cloth fairy to come down and compare with me, do you dare?!"

His words were like thunder, neither humble nor arrogant, reasonable, and all the pressure once again pressed on Li Qiang's body.