Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 463

[Chapter 456]

“Huh? It’s actually a tangible culture!” On the empty boat, Leng Hanbing was slightly taken aback.

In the past, when Chen Luo wrote poems, he was always full of literary spirit, but don’t think that this is the normal state of writing poems. Often, one inch of Wenhua is already a witty sentence, and three inches of Wenhua is a beautiful article.

The Yaozu who came to participate in the poetry meeting this time are obviously not ordinary people. Just after the topic is finished, the entire lake is full of culture. This kind of scene is often the scene that only appears in the Gongyuan during the human race’s imperial examination.

But at this moment, there was actually a visible streak rising from the lake, which instantly attracted Leng Hanbing’s attention.

Leng Hanbing waved his hand, and the poem Chen Luo just wrote was projected onto the empty boat.

“The flowering period is negative every year, and when spring is over, it is only suitable to arrange for melancholy to send spring back.” The chill on Leng Hanbing’s face slowly dissipated, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, “Plum blossom snow, pear blossom moon, spring comes without knowing it. I know.”

“This is a sigh of spring, not bad.”

The blue bird lady read this poem, nodded and said: “The meaning of sighing for spring is mostly lamenting the flowing water and falling flowers. The most brilliant one is the human race’s emperor Na The first “The forest flowers thanked the spring red, too hastily”, I didn’t expect this little guy to have a unique idea, let him sigh for spring, he really sighed for “spring”, not for the spring red and willow green.”

“This is a brilliant idea. The old tree also said, “Rather than lamenting the spring, it is better to say cherish the spring. Lamenting that I have lost every year but the flowering period, especially the last sentence ‘I don’t know when spring comes’, can make the old man feel emotional ”

“Life is always like this. You don’t know how good it is when you come. You only know how precious it is when you lose it.”

Leng Hanbing nodded: “Reading this poem is quite like Li Yishan’s feelings can be regarded as memories, but at that time The lament of “has been lost”, and the admonition of “there are flowers that can be broken, and the branches that need to be broken.”

“Who is the author? Is it a human race or a demon race?” The

blue bird woman smiled slightly, reaching out her hand in the void , Chen Luo’s projection suddenly appeared.

“Huh? He’s a young man, not those youths who are transformed into immortals, but really young.” Lady Qingniao looked at Chen Luo’s appearance, waved her hand, and Master He immediately landed on the empty boat.

“Who is this person?” The blue bird lady asked Mr. He.

Mr. He glanced at it, and said with a smile: “Mrs. Hui, this person’s name is Bai Mo, the Yaozu   !

”

Ordinary monster race, please allow this old slave to trick you.”

Leng Hanbing glared at Mr. He, then looked at Chen Luo’s projection, and snorted coldly: “Since it’s not a human race, then I don’t care about it. It’s just poetry, who It’s better than our Marquis Chen Wu.”

Master He managed to hold back his smile, pointed down and said, “Three, half of the stele fish have been swallowed.”

…

around the big turtle, the fish shoals were visible to the naked eye. Although the person holding the scales can control the direction of the carp the moment they get the scales, they cannot escape the engulfing of the powerful carp in Wenhua.

However, the poetry meeting has just started, and the fight between the strong has not yet started, and they are all deliberately avoided. Speaking of it, this is also the tradition of the Yaozu. The strong can fight each other to death, but the weak must be eliminated before fighting.

Otherwise, the tiger seriously injured and killed the lion, and was eventually taken advantage of by a hyena. This is a disgrace that the demon clan cannot tolerate.

After Chen Luo finished writing his first poem, he obviously became the strongest among the fish. The other monster races hurriedly manipulated the stele fish to stay away from Chen Luo, and Chen Luo naturally went to do as the Romans did, manipulating the Wenhua carp to devour them.

Hmm… Snake-eating is about sight.

However, the other monster races formed a team after all, and Wenhua won by quantity, and gradually the number of low-level fishes decreased, and it was obvious that a new round of fighting was about to begin.

Chen Luo also felt that the devouring ability of the carp he manipulated had reached its limit, and he was about to prepare the second poem.

Chen Luo thought about the topic for a while, and wrote on the fish scale again.

But this time, some people have paid attention to Chen Luo’s actions. The poems that Chen Luo just wrote fell into the eyes of many monsters almost at the same time-

folding flower branches, hating flower branches, quasi-planning flowers blooming together, and when they bloom, people go away. .

Afraid of lovesickness, already lovesick, it is the turn of lovesickness to have nowhere to say, there is a trace between the eyebrows.

…

“Wonderful!” On the empty boat, Mrs. Blue Bird sighed, “What a flower branch to write lovesickness, from flower branch to lovesickness, why? Because the flowers bloom when people leave. I am afraid of the lovesickness after people leave, but I have already hurt you. Lovesickness. But the person is gone, no one can talk about it, only a trace of sadness on the brows.”

Mrs. Qingniao turned her head and looked at Leng Hanbing: “Leng Daru, how does this poem compare to Chen Wuhou’s lovesickness?”

Leng Hanbing was silent for a moment, then nodded: “It’s not as good as Chen Wuhou’s sentence, “If you don’t love lovesickness in your life, you will love it, and you will hurt lovesickness”, but it is not far behind. Especially in the case where you are afraid of lovesickness but you are already lovesick, the feeling is unspeakable, Between Weilu’s brows, there is quite a charm of Xi Wang’s “this feeling can’t be eliminated, so he lowered his brows and raised his heart”. Even in the human race, this word should be a good sentence.”

Mr. Shu chuckled: “Interesting Little guy, after writing Sighing Spring, and then writing Lovesickness, I don’t know if I’ll write about my return to the mountains!”

… The

three masters chatted in the empty boat, and the island became lively.

The two poems in a row are all Wenhua Soaring to the Sky, and the Wenhua stele fish belonging to Chen Luo seems to be preying around like a devil, and everyone has to re-examine Chen Luo.

“That’s the human race? Could it be Chen Luo pretending to be?”

“I want all his news within the time of a stick of incense.”

For a while, Dao Dao’s order was conveyed.

At this moment, She Xiangxiang looked at Chen Luo from a distance, with her legs close together, her left foot on the right and her right foot on the left, the spring on her face was dripping into water.

“My little lord, you…why do you bully my concubine like this.”

“It’s fine if you’re sweet, but you can write lyrics like this, I… I can’t stand it anymore.” The

maid on the side reminded: “Young master, let’s write quickly…” Before she finished speaking, She Xiangxiang suddenly returned Over the head, a pair of eyes stared at the maid with fierce murderous intent, “Are you disturbing me?” The

maid hurriedly knelt down with a look of panic on her face: “I don’t dare, I don’t dare!”

She Xiangxiang withdrew her eyes and was about to look at Chen Luo Go, suddenly his expression changed, and he quickly shouted: “Bai Lang, be careful!”

At the same time, it was not only She Xiangxiang who shouted “Be careful”, but also Bai Qingqing.

At this time, outside the island, there was a Wenhua carp that devoured three or four Wenhua stele fishes that were about the same size in a row. The origin of stele fish.

Hearing the reminders from the two beauties, Chen Luo was nervous and concerned, his heart moved slightly, and he looked at Jin Chen.

The stele fish that rushed towards him was Jin Chen’s Wenhua stele fish. Seeing Chen Luo’s gaze, Jin Chen showed a defiant smile, and mouthed to Chen Luo: “Go to hell!”

Chen Luo frowned. At this time, the Wenhua Beiyu was only a dozen feet away from him, and he could reach him almost in a blink of an eye. Suddenly, a Wenhua Beiyu appeared from the side, knocked Jin Chen’s Beiyu away, and gave Chen Luo Gained a short time.

“She Xiangxiang!” Jin Chen roared angrily!

“Bai Lang, write poetry quickly, I can’t hold it back for long!” She Xiangxiang’s voice reached Chen Luo’s ears.

Chen Luo turned his head to look at She Xiangxiang, but She Xiangxiang didn’t look at him, but concentrated on manipulating her Wenhua stele fish.

Chen Luo wrote down this feeling of helping hands in his heart, picked up the pen, and a poem appeared in his mind, and he wrote it-

red moss and green branches. The sound of swan geese, the sound of swan geese is sad.

Not long after they had sex, they separated again. Autumn geese fly alone, autumn geese live alone.

When is the lovesickness after goodbye? The future will be difficult to know, and the future will be difficult.

How can this be a form of lovesickness. A love word, a love poem.

As soon as Chen Luo wrote the pen, the aura of Wenhua suddenly turned into a swan goose and flew across the water. At the same time, the whole lake seemed to be filled with the sound of countless swan geese.

“Heaven and earth resonate!” All the monster races stopped their pens and stared blankly at the Wenhua Hongyan spreading its wings on the water.

It’s not that Yaozu has never written articles about Wenhua condensed objects, but they are all flowers and trees, and they are small animals such as small frogs. It is the first time I have seen such a huge Wenhua swan goose.

In fact, according to literary talent, it is not possible to form such a vision, but first of all, this place is the hometown of swan geese. The original words are “Du Yu” and “Caifeng”, both of which involve allusions. Autumn geese”, but this change touched the aura of life of the swan geese stranded here.

Almost instantly, countless light spots flew from all directions and merged into the Wenhua Swan Goose.

Wenhua swan geese skimmed across the water, pecking hard at Jin Chen’s Wenhua stele fish.

The previously fierce Wenhua stele fish is gone!

At this time, Wenhua Hongyan didn’t seem to be relieved, but flapped its wings again and flew towards Jin Chen, seeming to have great hatred.

Jin Chen looked coldly at the Wenhua swan geese flying over, and said with disdain: “Back then when my Dapeng clan could destroy your clan, I would still care about your Wenhua incarnation?” With the next slash, a sword glow of demonic energy was emitted. Seeing that the sword glow was about to hit Hongyan’s body, suddenly a fist flew in, and it missed the trajectory of the sword glow, and the sword glow brushed Hongyan’s wings and flew out.

Jin Chen looked back angrily, and saw Chen Luo showing a fist, Chen Luo blew his fist: “That’s my Wenhua Hongyan, you can kill it if you say it?”

Jin Chen’s eyes flickered with gold: “That’s fine too. , I would like to directly experience how powerful you are.”

Chen Luo sneered: “I am willing to accompany you!” As he said that, he was about to mobilize the true meaning of martial arts, and at this time a huge coercion fell, covering Chen Luo and Jin Chen.

Master He’s voice sounded: “The lord of the country has a decree. During the poetry meeting, all fighting is prohibited. Please also give our company Zhuguo a face.”

At the same time, Lord He’s voice transmission also sounded in Chen Luo’s ears: “Little ancestor, little ancestor, there is no need to fight this birdman. Behind him is hidden in the void the great sage of the Dapeng clan, who might be able to do something wrong. Turn around and get old I will find a way to kill him.”

Hearing this, Chen Luo waved at Hongyan, who reluctantly flew back behind Chen Luo. Jin Chen also snorted coldly and stopped talking.

At this time, Bai Qingqing’s voice came: “Brother Bai’s Wenhua is world-class. Judging from these three poems, among the people Qingqing has met in his life, only Chen Wuhou is above your Excellency. I don’t know if I have the inspiration to write another one ”

If it is still at this level, Qingqiu Huguo will withdraw from the poetry competition.”

Chen Luo smiled slightly, this little fox even sowed discord in his words of admitting defeat.

Unfortunately, both are me.

After Bai Qingqing’s voice fell, Shi Man’er, who had been eating fish silently to develop, also shouted: “Brother Bai, if you can write another song, I will admit defeat. If you can’t write it, just wait for me After a while, let me eat all these fish and compare with you.”

She Xiangxiang’s legs were already weak at this time, and she fell to the ground, looking at Chen Luo with eyes full of spring: “My enemy, I don’t want to compare, just ask you to come and eat me, okay, just take a bite…”

Seeing that one of the most promising four demons was eliminated, two abstained, and one was in love, all the demons looked at Chen Chen again. lo.

As long as Chen Luo can write another poem of the same level, he will be the leader of this poetry meeting.

Chen Luo smiled, and picked up the brush again. Just as he was about to write, the old man’s voice came from the sky: “Little friend   !

”

Qingqing shook her head slightly, Shi Man’er curled her lips, She Xiangxiang heard the words, and muttered, “I’m not ashamed.”

There are three topics out there, and which one you want to write is entirely up to you. When the old man said this, he restricted Chen Luo to write his topic “Returning to the Mountain”.

But returning to the mountain and returning to the mountain naturally requires the comprehension of the world to write it. This requirement is really difficult for Chen Luo.

“Bai Lang, don’t listen to him. If you want to write, write lovesickness. I like to read it.” She Xiangxiang said without sound transmission.

Chen Luo glanced at She Xiangxiang gratefully, and said softly: “Don’t worry.”

Then he raised his head and looked at the boat in the sky: “Since the old man has called the roll, then I will write a poem about returning to the mountain, and I ask the old man to correct me.”

Chen Luoshen Taking a breath, I started to write—the

rise and fall of the prosperous dream through the ages, and the poetic eyes are tired of the world.

The trees in the Konglin, the vines in the demon palace, and the jackdaws in the ancient temple.

There are several huts with a collection of thousands of books, and they are invested in the old village.

What’s going on in the mountains? Brewing wine with pine flowers, brewing tea with spring water.

After finishing writing, there was a sudden thunder in the lake, and the flourishing Wenhua carp came from Chen Luo’s Wenhua carp. Bright rays of light emanated from his body, and with the sound of thunder exploding in the sky, he uttered a dragon chant, and turned into a green dragon more than ten feet long, dyeing the astronomical splendor of the night sky!

The green dragon hovered in the air for a while, then suddenly fell on the back of the giant turtle, and as soon as it touched it, it turned into a ten-foot-sized stone tablet. But the giant turtle seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the stone tablet, and the entire “small island” actually dropped three feet. For a moment, the “small island” was shaken.

It wasn’t until this time that the first exclamation sounded from the “small island”.

Immediately afterwards, exclamations continued to sound.

At this moment, the back of the big turtle exploded.

(end of this chapter)