Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 453: It’s all about the bamboo, it doesn’t matter to me.

Walking out of the hidden place, what appeared in front of Chen Luo was a small town built of stones. Various monsters entered and exited under the town gate, and occasionally some human races were mixed in.

According to Lao He's introduction, this is a specially refined magic weapon, which is to entertain the people who come to participate in the Jingze Poetry Club. Once the Jingze Poetry Club is over, the town will be taken away.

When the town guard saw the location of Chen Luo's appearance, he knew that it was a big man who came through the teleportation channel in the palace, and he didn't know which high-ranking official's son he was, so he hurriedly stepped forward and gave a salute: "My lord, I don't know if you came to Stone Town. What are you doing?"

Chen Luo took out the certificate of Chuangsi Pavilion from his arms: "Come to the Jingze Poetry Festival."

The guard wiped his hand on his clothes, took the certificate, checked it carefully, and then nodded: "Please come with me."

Chen Luo nodded, raised his legs and followed the guards into the city, but just after entering the city gate, Chen Luo frowned slightly. Mastiff Lingling, who was beside Chen Luo, hurriedly said, "Master Hou, what's the matter?"

Chen Luo shook his head lightly and said it was okay.

Actually, Chen Luo couldn't tell what he was talking about. He just felt like he was being targeted by something after entering the town, and he felt uncomfortable. But thinking about it carefully, maybe it was some kind of surveillance array from Si Zhuguo, and it was just that. Don't take it too seriously.

The guard took Chen Luo all the way to the center of the town, and soon came to a huge school grounds. Entering the school grounds, there is naturally the responsible little demon who is here with Si Zhuguo, who comes forward to answer and complete the formalities. Chen Luo looked around the school grounds, there were many monsters on the school grounds, in addition to the demonic aura, some of them could see a faint arrogance and righteousness, obviously they were demons.

But above the school grounds, there are still many huge stone monuments, and people write and draw on the stone monuments from time to time.

At this time, there were also many monsters looking at Chen Luo, and a monster smiled contemptuously: "Scholar of the human race?"

Bai Ze is a natural beast, and naturally does not have the same demonic energy as ordinary monsters. At this time, Chen Luo has hidden the horn of Bai Ze on his forehead, so it is normal to be mistaken for a human race.

"What a handsome little man of the human race." A banshee with choppy chest suddenly grabbed Chen Luo's arm, and plunged Chen Luo's arm into his "huge siege", facing Chen Luo His ears blew lightly, and said, "Do you want my sister to show you the way?"

Chen Luo pulled his arm out of the "Abyss of Sin" and smiled, "Thank you for your kindness."

The banshee wasn't angry either, wiped it from the waist and belly, and put an extra petal into Chen Luo's hand: "It's lonely at night, crush the petals, and my sister will come to you."

"Okay, don't make trouble." The little demon on the school ground said, the banshee glanced at the little demon on the school ground, and said angrily, "Why are you jealous, you are not my girl's food."

After she finished speaking, she gave Chen Luo another wink and turned to leave.

The little demon on the school ground also blushed and said to Chen Luo, "Don't be fooled, Young Master, this is Yang Hua Yao, who is trying to deceive Young Master to be a cauldron."

Chen Luo nodded and handed the petal to the little demon in the school field. The little demon in the school field was overjoyed and quickly said, "Young Master, there is still space on the No. 36 monument. You can try it out."

Chen Luo nodded. Before the teleportation, Lao He had told him that the Jingze poetry meeting would be divided into two competitions. The first was this inscription on the inscription.

According to legend, this is a way from the human race, using the soul as ink to write poetry on a special stone tablet. If the poetry is not literate enough, it will be swallowed up by other poetry, and the author will lose this part of the soul. Power. Because it is too dangerous, the Terran has already canceled this method.

However, the demon clan were aggressive, but they kept this competition.

According to Lao He, because there are too many people participating in the Jingze Poetry Festival, the top ten of each stele will enter the second competition. But this one isn't a title.

Of course, there is also a convenient condition here, that is, find some low-competitive steles to write poems, and the little monster in the school field will naturally reciprocate and tell Chen Luo the stele with the lowest competition.

But Chen Luo came here for fame, so naturally he wouldn't keep a low profile, so he asked with a smile, "Please tell me, little brother, which inscription is the most beautiful?"

The little demon on the school ground was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he said, "Except for those that have been sealed, the No. 16 stone monument is the strongest."

"Thank you." Chen Luo nodded and walked towards the No. 16 stone tablet.

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In front of the stele No. 16, many demon clans have gathered. There are ten poems on the stone stele, among which there is a faint shadow of a fox behind the poem that ranks first, which is obviously written by the fox clan.

"There is still one stick of incense before the monument will be sealed on the 16th." A little demon said, "The Qingqiu Fox Country is indeed rich in culture, and the top-ranked White Peach is in the first place. Never came down."

Another monster snorted softly: "The Qingqiu Fox Country is the closest to the human race, and it is normal for the culture to flourish."

"Neither is nor is it." Another monster said, "I heard that there are voices of opposition in Qingqiu, thinking that learning Confucianism is not very beneficial to them. Whether they can get the leader and the frontier this time, It will be a major test for their domestic Wenhua faction."

"Bai Qingqing has gone out in person, so it shouldn't be a problem."

Just when all the demons were talking about it, Chen Luo Shiran came over, passed through the demon group, and picked up the characteristic brush beside the stone tablet.

Chen Luo's move caused all the demons to be in an uproar. They looked at Chen Luo carefully, and suddenly there was laughter: "Human?"

One of them was a race that had a good relationship with the human race, and said, "This scholar, the inscription on the No. 16 tablet is outstanding. It's not far from the time to seal the tablet, so let's change another tablet."

Chen Luo smiled and shook his head. He looked up and saw that ten poems had been selected on the stone tablet. After looking at them one by one, he nodded slightly: "Well, they are all well written."

"Nonsense! Except for one Chen Luo from your human race, what do other people compare to my demon race. Any poem on this monument is a splendid work if you get it from the human race, if you know it yourself Just change a tablet."

Chen Luo thought for a while, then shook his head slightly: "Chen Luo, it's average!"

When all the demons heard the words, they opened their eyes wide and looked at Chen Luo. At this moment, a laughter suddenly sounded: "My dear man, you are so bold."

Everyone looked back and saw that it was a handsome young man in white, with a fox tail with a faint pink color behind him.

It's the white peach that is number one on the stele.

Bai Taotao walked in front of Chen Luo and said, "Your Excellency dare to say that Chen Luo is ordinary, but he is really my son's confidant. This son has read the poetry of the human race, and thought that Chen Luo was just rhetoric. There are no heroes. Make Shuzi famous."

"One day, I will go north to that Chen Luo to fight."

Chen Luo nodded earnestly: "Have ambition! I've always seen that Chen Luo not pleasing to the eye!"

"I have long heard of his reputation as a literati, but he is still loved by the people, rejoiced by the saints, and praised as the most handsome young man in the adult race. Shame!"

White peach and peach paper fan: "Heroes see the same thing!"

Chen Luo raised his head: "Today, I will take this as the first step to let Chen Luo know that he is not really invincible in the way of poetry!"

"I would like to participate in the grand event together!" Bai Taotao's heart surged immediately. In the past, whenever he said that Chen Luo was not good in the clan, he would be taught a lesson by Sister Qingqing. Today, he finally found a like-minded person.

"I don't know what my dear brother is called?" Bai Taotao cupped her hands.

"Next, Bai Mo!" Chen Luo said loudly.

"It turned out to be Brother Bai Mo, and I asked Brother Bai Mo to start writing. You and I will join hands to enter Zeze first, and then break into the human race!"

"Good!"

Chen Luo lifted the pen, and the power of the soul poured into the pen.

The surrounding demon clan looked at Chen Luo and Bai Taotao, all dumbfounded.

Although I don't like human races, Chen Luo is really strong!

At this moment, Chen Luo opened his eyes. To be honest, Chen Luo had already thought of a poem, but just as he was about to write a poem, he suddenly thought of the third senior, the fourth senior, the sixth senior Senior Sister, Second Senior Sister, as well as the Fifth Senior Brother and Seventh Senior Brother who have not met, and the teacher who has always cared for him.

Even if he wants to remain anonymous now, let people know that he is from the Bamboo Forest lineage.

Chen Luo turned the pen in his hand and wrote——

Section after section,

A thousand branches hold a thousand leaves.

I do not bloom,

Free from bees and butterflies.

After Chen Luo finished writing, the stele was instantly filled with green energy, attracting the attention of all the demons.

"Bamboo chant? This is a poem about bamboo chant!" A savory Confucian nodded, "Wenhua's spirit is not enough, but there is a sense of arrogance in the poem, which raises the level of arrogance and righteousness. Let the spirit of Wenhua also reach a new level!"

"Are you blind?" said another savage Confucian, "Where is the lack of Wenhua Qi? Section after section, section after section, section by section, section by section, concise and concise, the growth of green bamboo is vivid on the paper, especially the first section. The two sentences, 'Thousands of branches save ten thousand leaves', are clearly written on one piece of bamboo, but they are written with the momentum of a thousand troops!"

"That's right! The last two sentences are even more arrogant, quite the spirit of the human race's 'out of the mud but not stained'."

"In my opinion, it is more rare than that sentence."

At this time, in front of the No. 16 monument, all the demons were extremely quiet. I saw that the literary spirit in the poems written by Chen Luo condensed into a phantom of green bamboo, and the green bamboo began to grow up from the bottom of the stone tablet, and soon came to the tenth place. The famous poems were shattered, and the power of the soul that condensed the poems was instantly absorbed by Cuizhu.

Not far away, a demon clan vomited a mouthful of blood and looked over viciously. The poems were broken, the soul was absorbed, and he had lost the qualification to participate in the second game.

Bai Taotao laughed loudly: "Brother Bai, what a literary talent! Good literary talent! I, Bai Taotao, really..." But before he finished speaking, he stopped.

It turned out that the green bamboo did not stop, but continued to move up, and then shattered the ninth-ranked poem, and also absorbed the power of its soul!

And then the green bamboo still did not stop, just as the poem wrote: section after section, it swallowed the eighth, seventh...third, second...

Bai Taotao's face was pale: "Brother Bai, let the bamboo stop for a while. We... poof..."

Halfway through the conversation, a mouthful of blood spurted out~IndoMTL.com~ The bamboo on the stele directly shattered the poems of Bai Taotao, and then the entire No. Green bamboo!

Chen Luo looked apologetic and told Bai Taotao with his innocent expression: I really don't know.

It's all about the bamboo, not me!

"This poem is so arrogant that it refuses to share a monument with other poems!" An elderly sheep demon ran out of the resting place, the sheep's eyes widened, "The poem on the monolith, this is the monolith! Poetry!"

"The last poem on a monolithic monument..." Sheep Yao recalled, "It was still written when the King of Zhennan of the Human Race first went to the Southern Wilderness!"

"A few days to swim with the wind in the North Sea, and return to the Yangtze River. The heart of the minister is a magnetic needle, and he will not stop without a guide!"

"Who is it? Who wrote the poem on the monolithic monument! Is it Chen Luo from the human race?"

At this moment, a ray of light fell, covering the No. 16 stele and Chen Luo, and at the same time a voice sounded: "No. 16, seal the stele! Selected, Bai Mo!"

The voice fell, and Chen Luo instantly disappeared in place...

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