Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 448: Chen Luo also writes bad poems?

After lunch, Lang Kua Kua led Chen Luo all the way out of the three main cities and headed for Siting Mountain. On the way, Chen Luo crushed the jade slip that summoned the third senior brother, but there was no response yet.

Walking along the way, Chen Luo also saw many human races or monster races dressed up as Confucian scholars. Next, he shouted: "Whoever has a reassuring pill, please give me one! Whoever has a reassuring pill, please give me one!"

Healing Pill, a low-level elixir, has the effect of calming the mind. If Confucian students take one when their thoughts are mixed, it can clear their minds.

"Little friend, your friend's literary heart is shaken. It's probably useless to use the peace of mind pill, but the solid **** pill will be effective!" A monster scribe with horns on his head said while pinching his goatee .

Gushen Dan, a master-level pill, costs at least five or sixty thousand taels of silver.

As soon as this remark came out, the Confucian scholar who was carrying it panicked; "Then whoever has the God-fixing Pill, please lend me one. I can make a written proof, and I will definitely return it."

It's a pity that there are not many Confucian scholars of the human race nearby, and most of those who can travel thousands of miles to the Southern Wasteland to participate in the Jingze Poetry Festival come for rewards. Can't make a move, and the scene turned cold for a while.

"I...I..." Seeing this, the Confucian scholar took out a bamboo pen from his arms, "Master Realm Cultural Treasure, which contains the three poems of Master Realm battle poems, the power of writing those three war poems can be increased Thirty percent. I'll exchange the Solidifying Pill."

As soon as this remark came out, there were discussions all around, and one of the weasel monsters said coldly: "The writing utensils in the master's realm dare to be called Wenbao, who doesn't know that the writing utensils have a limit on the number of uses. How long will the pen last?"

"I... can write this pen at least nine more times!" The Confucian scholar retorted.

The weasel demon laughed lightly and didn't speak any more.

Chen Luo frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and flicked Jin Guagua who was sitting on his shoulder watching the excitement, Jin Guagua muttered: "Quack (I don't have such a bad medicine here!)" But it was still the small package on the back As soon as it was released, a snow-white pill flew out.

Jin Guagua sticks out his tongue, rolls up the elixir, eats the snow sugar coating wrapped on it in an instant, and then throws it to Chen Luo.

Chen Luo walked up to the Confucian scholar and handed the elixir to the Confucian scholar: "Here, it is important to save people!"

The Confucian scholar took the elixir, felt it quickly, and his face changed.

What Jin Guagua gave was indeed Gushen Pill, but all the ingredients of its Gushen Pill are top-notch, so the medicinal effect is surging. But this is not the time to be polite, the Confucian scholar hastily stuffed the elixir into the mouth of his companion, seeing that his companion's face turned red quickly, he was relieved and offered the bamboo pen in his hand.

"Brother, I know this pen is not worth the value of that elixir, so please leave a name, I will repay your kindness when I gather enough money and spirits."

Chen Luo was also polite, took the bamboo pen, and threw it to Jin Guagua. Jin Guagua rolled his eyes: "Quack! (Rewarded!)"

Chen Luo smiled and handed the bamboo pen to the Confucian scholar again: "You are eager to save your friends, and your righteousness is commendable. This is a reward from Lord Frog."

The Confucian scholar was taken aback, and was about to resign, when he heard Chen Luo ask, "What's the matter? Can you write a poem without a soul?"

When the Confucian scholar heard this question, his heart was filled with anger, and he was worried about the suffering of his benefactor, so he said quickly: "My dear friend, do you want to go to Siting? I advise you to change it for another day."

"What's wrong?"

The Confucian scholar said: "There are a few crow spirits in the pavilion, who have been criticizing poems maliciously. Before, they insulted the human race with nonsense. My classmates just couldn't stand it, so they wrote the second sentence, and they called it like this. "

Jin Guagua curled her lips: "Quack? Quack! (You can become so angry after being criticized? Your mind is too fragile.)"

The Confucian scholar wanted to refute, but he saw that it was Engong who said it. He didn't know how to reply for a while, but at this time Lang Kuakua felt that Chen Luo was a good person, and he couldn't bear to let Chen Luo suffer, so he quickly explained: " Young Master, you don’t know, those crow spirits speak the worst words, but their innate magical powers carry divine soul attacks, as long as you waver a little, your divine soul will be injured!”

"Otherwise, come back another day. Let's find you a good place to live, and find a few banshees to serve you, so that you will be comfortable..."

Chen Luo hadn't spoken yet, when suddenly a sour voice came from the ears: "Yes, let's go quickly, any human culture is rubbish."

Chen Luo looked around, and saw three black monsters with wings and crow heads standing above the first pavilion, looking at him provocatively.

"Human boy, do you have the courage to break into the four pavilions?" A crow spirit said, but its eyes were fixed on the pumpkin on Chen Luo's shoulder.

When the three crow monsters spoke, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Looking at the three crows, Chen Luo asked, "Who are you?"

The leading crow monster said: "We are the Wunan clan, and the next Wunan is the most. This is Wunanqiang, and this is Wunanji."

Chen Luo walked slowly towards the first pavilion: "You three want to comment on my poems?"

Wu Nan laughed the most and said: "Isn't writing poetry just for people to read and criticize? Otherwise, why should people know?"

Wu Anqiang flapped his wings and nodded: "Yes, dare you?"

Wu Nanji also held his neck high: "Or you can say that human civilization is rubbish, and the three of us brothers won't comment on your poems, how about it?"

Hearing what the three crow spirits said, all the human students present were very angry. They all knew that the three crow spirits blamed this young master for saving people and stealing their limelight, but composing poetry is not so easy. This is a random proposition, and there are bound to be various flaws. Hold on, if you are not in a stable mood, you may be injured.

After all, it is in the land of the Yaozu, so it is difficult to persuade or help for a while.

"It would be great if Marquis Chen Wu was here." A human student sighed softly, and the others nodded slightly when they heard this.

At this time, Chen Luo had already walked to the first pavilion, and the little monster who was standing in front of the first pavilion in charge of management looked out of the way, and asked, "Do you want to break into the pavilion?"

The children of the human race in the pavilion shook their heads slightly at Chen Luo, but most of the monster race showed the look of watching a show on their faces.

"Break!"

Chen Luo answered casually, and the little demon in the demon pavilion clapped his hands, and suddenly a blue light flashed on the stone board in the pavilion, and a poem appeared.

This is Chen Luo's topic this time.

"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will see all the mountains and small ones at a glance."

"Mountain-climbing poems!" Some ethnic students breathed a sigh of relief. Relatively speaking, mountain-climbing poems are relatively easy to do.

Chen Luo squeezed his chin, and suddenly thought of a question.

The teacher specially reminded him to hide his identity. If he writes a poem temporarily, if he writes an eternal poem, wouldn't it attract attention?

The best one is just right, able to break through the four pavilions without too much commotion.

This is to control points!

When Chen Luo was thinking about which poem to write, the three crow spirits had already landed behind Chen Luo, and said with a smile, "Is it impossible to write?"

"Give up if you can't write. Save our eyes from getting dirty."

"I can tell from the way you look that you can't hold back."

Chen Luo glanced at the three crows behind him with disgust, and suddenly said: "Three, do you dare to make a bet?"

"What bet?" Wu An asked most cautiously.

"If I succeed in breaking through the four pavilions, how about you each demote one level?"

The three crow spirits are all in the sixth-rank spirit-seeking realm, and they will be lowered by one level, that is, from the sixth-rank to the seventh-rank, and return directly from the spirit realm to the blood realm.

The three crows hesitated for a moment, and Wu An asked: "Then what are you betting on?"

"Guagua!" Chen Luo yelled, Jin Guagua yawned, and three pills flew out from the small backpack on his back, exuding majestic monster power.

"Three red blood pills can increase the probability of hitting the fifth-rank realm."

The eyes of the three crow spirits immediately became straight. They were hired here to fight against those who broke into the pavilion, and they only got three demon pills to increase blood qi a day, so naturally they couldn't compare with Chongxue pills. But Wu Nu hesitated the most, and said: "You write a sentence first."

It wants to see Chen Luo's background.

Chen Luo didn't care about the other party's idea of ​​taking advantage, so he directly picked up a pen and wrote on the pillar of the pavilion: "One up, one up and another up",

At this moment, the audience was silent for a moment, and then, there was another burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha, that's it, is this a poem?" Wu Nuo pointed at the word and smiled.

"I'm laughing so hard, you're still going up and down! Where are you going! Hahahahaha!" Wu Nu forced a laugh.

Wu Anji even rolled on the ground, kicking his paws: "I bet, I bet, I bet with you!"

At this time, all the human races present sighed slightly, and the monster races showed contemptuous smiles.

Chen Luo ignored them and walked directly towards the second pavilion. The three crow spirits followed naturally, and many curious people also went together.

When Chen Luo came to the second pavilion, he didn't talk nonsense, and wrote the second sentence: "I went up to the mountain."

As soon as the second sentence came out, there was another uproar.

It seems that this kid really can't write poetry.

Wu Nan smiled the most and said: "You are still amazing, we don't know how to judge this rubbish."

"How can I comment? I can only say that the writing is not bad, hahahahaha."

"The human race is in decline! Writing poems is not enough for your brain."

The three crows leaned forward and back together with smiles, and even the human race frowned slightly, feeling hot on their faces, but Chen Luo didn't care, and looked at the three crows again: "There are two pavilions, the three think I can break through In the past?"

Wu Anzui said: "If you can break through, I will be dumb from now on!"

Wu Anqiang said: "If you can break through, I will break my wings!"

Wu Anji said: "If you can break through, I'll be killed on this pavilion pillar!"

Chen Luo nodded slightly: "If I can't break through, the frog spirit and the baby backpack behind him belong to you."

Jin Guagua was taken aback: (?Д?)

Did you eat melon and eat yourself?

Jin Guagua quickly hugged Chen Luo's thigh: Brother, stop making trouble. I can also write your first two sentences, two hundred poems a day.

The three crows glanced at Jin Guagua, and suddenly their expressions became serious, and they said in unison; "It's a deal!"

Chen Luo smiled, met gloating or helpless eyes, and cupped his hands: "Please be a witness."

After speaking, Chen Luo walked towards the third pavilion above.

At this time, the bet between Chen Luo and the three crows had been spread, and everyone's eyes fell on the third pavilion for a while.

Chen Luo walked to the third pavilion, picked up the brush, and before writing, the crow smiled first and said, "I know what he will write next."

Wu Yaqiang hurriedly said: "What?"

"Let me go up the mountain!" Crowji said, and after finishing speaking, the three crows burst out laughing.

The corners of Chen Luo's mouth raised slightly, and he wrote——

"Raising your head, the sun is red and the clouds are low"!

All voices paused.

A human master nodded: "It's so majestic, the sun is red when you raise your head, even the white clouds are too low, you don't say a high, but every word is high."

Another Yaoru also echoed: "That's right, look back at the first two sentences, one up, one up, one up, one up to a high mountain, clearly describing the process of climbing a mountain in the most straightforward words." .”

"Climbing, climbing, walking, and walking, thinking about it now, is not as good as a word, as if a steep mountain is right in front of you."

"It's just that the courage has reached its peak, so it depends on how to accept the last sentence."

Listening to everyone's discussion, the three crows became anxious.

"What red sun, what white cloud, where is it, where is it?"

"I don't have any literary talent at all, and I can't read it at all if I pile up words."

"Seven words, I can't understand what I'm talking about. There are red sun and white clouds for a while, you want to write about mountains, where are the mountains?"

Jin Guagua put his heart into his stomach at this moment, and hummed softly: "Cack! (I'm in a hurry, they are in a hurry!)"

Chen Luo ignored the three crow spirits and walked directly to the fourth pavilion on the top of the mountain, and more and more people followed to watch the excitement.

The mountain is not high, and Chen Luo walked for a quarter of an hour before arriving at the last pavilion. At this time, the most nervous thing was the three crows.

Chen Luo still picked up the brush steadily, and wrote the last sentence on the pillar of the fourth pavilion——

"Kyushu Monster Land can be seen!"

In an instant, the fourth pavilion shines brightly, and the first three sentences appear on the corridor pillar where the last sentence is written——

Up and up and up,

Up to the top of the mountain.

Raising your head, the sun is red and the clouds are low,

Everyone in the Kyushu Monster Land can see it!

Immediately afterwards, the blue light shone on the four lines of the poem, and the blue light climbed along the pillars to the top of the pavilion, and the gems on the top of the pavilion immediately shone with dazzling brilliance.

"Breakthrough!" The Confucian scholar who had been pinching his benefactor all the time shouted suddenly.

"Niwan!" The human master also looked excited, "The beginning of the pen begins with a plain poem, but the last two lines suddenly emerge, which makes the whole poem look completely new. This is Niwan!"

The faces of the three crow spirits turned pale with fright, and they were about to fade away while everyone was cheering, when they heard Chen Luo shouting: "Where are you going?"

Wu Nao turned his head the most, and said viciously: "Boy, we admit it. But don't push yourself too hard, our patriarch is a general under the Lord of the Great Kingdom, Wu Anhei! Do you still dare to deal with us?"

"It's only natural to pay back the debt!" Chen Luo said lightly, disgusted him for so long, and wanted to run away?

The three fifth-rank little monsters think too much of themselves.

With a thought in Chen Luo's mind, his own shadow was connected to the three crow spirits in an instant, and a figure flew out of the shadow, which was Cui Shanque.

Cui Shanque struck Wu Nuzui's throat with a horizontal palm. Wu Nuzui's throat bone shattered immediately, and a seal landed on his mouth. Immediately afterwards, Cui Shanque turned around, grabbed Wu Nuqiang's wings, twisted back, and heard two "clicks", Wu Nuqiang uttered a miserable cry, and fell to the ground, both wings seemed to fall off average.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Wu Nuoji was about to flap his wings and flee, but at this time Cui Shanque had already appeared in front of him, grabbed Wu Nuoji by the neck, and threw it viciously towards the pillar of the fourth pavilion.

The huge force made Wu Nanji unable to resist at all, only heard a "bang", Wu Nanji's head hit the pillar of the fourth pavilion reinforced by the magic circle, instantly like a bursting watermelon, blood splash.

The three crow spirits were almost instantly killed. Everyone saw only one figure, and after that they couldn't see anything clearly.

"Everyone be a witness, they just lost the bet, and I didn't ask for any more interest." Chen Luo bowed to everyone again.

Isn't it? Becoming dumb, breaking both wings, crashing to death on the pavilion, these are what the three crow spirits said by themselves.

At this moment, there was a sudden cry of cranes in the sky, and a crane flew towards the direction of the fourth pavilion.

Wu An, who fell on the ground with his wings broken, vomited blood and laughed, "Hahaha, boy, you will die too. The person who came is the chief of the great king, he is my patriarch's eight-worship friend, It must be here to kill you, hahahahahaha..."

At this time, all the clans in the pavilion clenched their fists and slowly approached Chen Luo, while the monster clans all looked like they were watching a show.

Chen Luo walked up to Wu Anqiang and said, "If it's against me~IndoMTL.com~Why didn't your patriarch come here in person?"

Wu Nuoqiang was stunned for a moment, at this moment, the crane landed in front of the fourth pavilion, and instantly turned into a little old man in palace robes. Wu Nuji immediately shouted: "Master He, help! I am the eighth generation great-great-grandson of Wu Nuhei, I am so miserable!"

"Noisy!" Master He waved his hand, and a crane feather flew out, directly pinning Wu Nuqiang's mouth, and then he bowed and walked quickly to Chen Luo in small steps, saluted, and said in his mouth Shouting: "The servant greets the little ancestor..."

The first time Wu Nuji and Wu Nuo saw this scene, their blood surged immediately, their eyes went dark, and they passed out unconsciously.

Chen Luo frowned: "Little ancestor? Me?"

The crane demon nodded quickly, knelt on the ground and couldn't get up, and said: "It's my little ancestor, the servant is late to welcome you. Little ancestor, please follow me to the palace, the great king is anxiously waiting."

Chen Luo was taken aback: Could it be that the Lord of the Kingdom is the third senior brother?

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