Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 453: It’s all about bamboo, it’s nothing to do with me.

Out of the hidden place, what Chen Luo saw was a small town made of stones. Various monster races entered and exited under the gate of the town, and occasionally some human races were mixed in.

According to Lao He's introduction, this is a magic weapon specially refined to entertain the people who came to the Jingze Poetry Association. Once the Jingze Poetry Association ends, the town will be taken away.

Seeing the location where Chen Luo appeared, the guards of the small town 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 heir, so he hurried forward and saluted: "Your honor, I don't know if you came to Stone Town What are you doing?"

Chen Luo took out the proof of breaking into the four pavilions from his arms: "Come to participate in the Jingze Poetry Club."

The guard wiped his clothes with his hands, took the proof, checked it carefully, and then nodded and said: "Your Excellency, please come with me."

Chen Luo nodded, raised his legs and followed the guards into the city, but just entering the city gate, Chen Luo frowned slightly. Mastiff Lingling, who was following Chen Luo, quickly transmitted the voice: "Master Hou, what's the matter?"

Chen Luo shook his head lightly, and said it was all right.

Actually, Chen Luo couldn't tell what it was, he just felt like he was being watched by something after entering the town, and he felt uncomfortable. I didn't take it too seriously.

The guard led Chen Luo all the way to the center of the town, and soon came to a huge school yard. When entering the school grounds, naturally, the little demon in charge of Si Zhuguo stepped forward to meet him and hand over the formalities. Chen Luo looked around the school grounds. There were many monster races on the school grounds. In addition to the monster aura, some of them could still see a faint sense of righteousness. They were obviously monsters.

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

At this time, many monsters looked at Chen Luo, and one monster smiled contemptuously: "Human scholar?"

Bai Ze is a born alien beast, and naturally does not have a monster like 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 young gentleman of the human race." A banshee with a turbulent chest suddenly took Chen Luo's arm, trapped Chen Luo's arm in her own "huge encirclement", and turned to Chen Luo. Gently blowing hot air in his ears, he said, "Do you want my sister to show you the way?"

Chen Luo pulled his arm out of the "Abyss of Evil" and said with a smile, "Thank you for your kindness."

The banshee was not angry either, she wiped it from her waist and abdomen, and a flower petal appeared in her hand, and she stuffed it into Chen Luo's hand: "I'm lonely at night, crush the petal, and my sister will come to you."

"Okay, don't cause trouble." The school demon said, the banshee glanced at the school demon, and said angrily, "Why are you jealous, you are not my girl."

After speaking, she winked at Chen Luo again, turned and left.

The schoolyard demon also blushed, and said to Chen Luo: "My lord, don't be fooled, this is Yang Huayao, this is to trick you into being a stove."

Chen Luo nodded, and casually handed the petals to the little demon in the school field. The little demon in the school field was overjoyed immediately, and quickly said, "My lord, there is still space for monument 36, you can try it."

Chen Luo nodded. Before sending it, Lao He told him that the Jingze Poetry Conference will be divided into two sessions. The first is the competition for this inscription.

It is said that this is a method passed down from the human race. Poetry is written on a special stone tablet with the soul as ink. If the poetry is not rich enough, it will be swallowed by other poems, and the author will lose this part of the soul. Power. Because it is too dangerous, the human race has already canceled this method.

But the Yaozu are aggressive, so they kept this kind of competition.

According to Lao He, because there are too many people participating in the Jingze Poetry Meeting, only the top ten of each stone tablet will enter the second round. But this one is out of the question.

Of course, there is also a convenient condition here, that is, to find some stone tablets with low competitiveness to write poems and essays, and the little demon in the school field will naturally reciprocate the petals and tell Chen Luo the stone tablet with the lowest competition.

But Chen Luo came here for the sake of fame, so naturally he would not act in a low-key manner, so he asked with a smile: "Please tell me, little brother, which stone tablet has the highest culture?"

The little demon in the school grounds was taken aback for a while, and then said after a while: "Except for the ones that have been sealed, the stone tablet No. 16 is the strongest."

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

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In front of the No. 16 stone tablet, many monster clans have gathered. There are ten poems on the stone tablet, and there is a faint shadow of a fox behind the number one poem, which is obviously written by the fox clan.

"There is still an incense stick of time until the monument will be closed on the 16th." A little demon said, "Qingqiu Fox Kingdom is really full of culture and culture, and the number one Bai Taotao is the number one. Never came down."

Another monster snorted softly: "Qingqiu Fox Country is the closest to the human race, and it's normal to have a prosperous culture."

"No and no." Another monster said, "I heard that there are also voices of opposition in Qingqiu, who think that learning Confucianism is not of much benefit to them. This time, whether they can get the leader and seal the border? It will be a major test for their domestic Wenhua faction.”

"Bai Qingqing went out in person, so it should be fine."

Just as the demons were discussing, Chen Luoshi suddenly walked over, walked through the demon group, and picked up the special writing brush beside the stone tablet.

Chen Luo's move caused an uproar among the monsters. They looked at Chen Luo carefully, and suddenly laughed: "Human race?"

Among them, there is a race that is friendly with the human race, and said: "This scholar, the inscription on the 16th stele is brilliant, and it is not far from the time of closing the stele. Let's change a stele."

Chen Luo shook his head with a smile, and looked up at the ten poems that had been selected on the stele. After reading them one by one, he nodded slightly: "Well, they are all well written."

"Nonsense! Except for Chen Luo, what other people in your human race compare with my monster race. Any poem on this stele will be a splendid work if you get a human race. If you know yourself Just change a monument."

Chen Luo thought for a while, then shook his head slightly: "Chen Luo, it's not too bad!"

When all the monsters heard the words, they opened their eyes wide and looked at Chen Luo. At this moment, there was a sudden laughter: "Dear brother, you are so brave."

When everyone turned around, they saw a handsome young man in white clothes, with a fox tail behind him with a touch of pink color, and all the monsters saluted one after another: "I have seen Mr. Tao Tao."

It is Bai Taotao who is number one on the stone tablet.

Bai Taotao walked up to Chen Luo and said, "Your Excellency dare to say that Chen Luo is average, he is really my confidant. I have read the poems of the human race all over, and thought that Chen Luo was just a rhetoric. There are no heroes, Make Lizi famous."

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

Chen Luo nodded seriously: "Ambition! I also disliked that Chen Luo a long time ago!"

"I have long heard that his reputation as a literati is shameful, but he is still loved by all people. All the saints are happy, and he is also praised as the most handsome young man in the adult clan. Shameful!"

Bai Taotao's 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 poetry!"

"I would like to join you in this great event!" Bai Taotao's heart was surging. In the past, if he said anything bad about Chen Luo 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 to call my dear friend?" Bai Taotao cupped her hands.

"I'm here, Bai Mo!" Chen Luo said loudly.

"It turned out to be Brother Bai Mo, please also ask Brother Bai Mo to write, you and I join hands, first enter Ze, and then enter the human race!"

"Good!"

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

The monsters around looked at Chen Luo and Bai Taotao, all speechless. Why did these two people get excited just talking about it?

Although he doesn't like humans, Chen Luo is really strong!

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

Even if he wants to hide his name now, people should know that he is from the bamboo forest.

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

Section after section,

Thousands of branches save thousands of leaves.

I don't bloom myself,

Don't tease bees and butterflies.

After Chen Luo finished writing, the stone tablet was filled with green energy instantly, attracting the attention of all the monsters.

"Ode to bamboo? This is a poem on bamboo!" A demon scholar nodded, "The aura of culture is not enough, but there is a sense of arrogance in the poem, which has raised the level of awe-inspiring righteousness. Let the spirit of Wenhua rise to a higher level!"

"Aren't you blind!" Another demon scholar said, "Where is the aura of Wenhua lacking? Section after section, rising steadily, concise and concise, the dynamics of green bamboo's growth are vivid on the paper, especially the first The second sentence, "Thousands of branches gather thousands of leaves", is clearly about a single bamboo, but it expresses the momentum of thousands of troops!"

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

"In my opinion, it is even rarer than that sentence."

At this moment, all the monsters were extremely quiet in front of the No. 16 Monument. I saw the literary spirit in Chen Luo's poems condensed into a green bamboo phantom, and the green bamboo started to grow from the bottom of the stone tablet, and soon came to the tenth place. The famous poems were crushed, and the spiritual power that condensed the poems was instantly absorbed by the green bamboo.

Not far away, a monster vomited a mouthful of blood and looked over viciously. The poem was shattered, absorbed by the soul, and he had already lost the qualification to participate in the second round.

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

It turned out that the emerald bamboo didn't stop, but continued to go up, and then smashed the ninth-ranked poem, and also absorbed the power of its soul!

Then the green bamboo still did not stop, just like in the poem: one verse after another, it devoured the eighth, the seventh... the third, the second...

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

In the middle of speaking, a mouthful of hot blood spewed out. The green bamboo on the stele directly crushed Bai Taotao's poems, and then the whole stele No. 16 didn't have a single poem, only a towering green bamboo!

Chen Luo apologized, and told Bai Taotao with her innocent expression: I really don't know.

It's all about the bamboo, it has nothing to do with me!

"This poem is too arrogant, and I don't want to share it with other poems and essays!" An elderly sheep demon ran out from the rest place, his eyes widened. Poetry!"

"The last poem on a single stele..." The sheep demon recalled, "It was written when the king of Zhennan of the human race first came to the Southern Wilderness!"

"Traveling in the North Sea with the wind for a few days~IndoMTL.com~Back to Dajiangtou of the Yangtze River. My heart is full of magnetic needles, and I will not give up if I don't guide the direction!"

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

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

When the voice fell, Chen Luo disappeared instantly...

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