Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 446: This buff is to unify the demon clan
"If Lord Hou intends to go out of the border, go to the Southern Wasteland, and join the Division, now is a good time." Seeing that Chen Luo was lost in thought, Sang Luo spoke again.
Chen Luo came back to his senses, and chuckled lightly: "Could it be some kind of poetry meeting?"
"Hou Ye has a good fortune." Sang Luo also smiled, "Since ancient times, Wing Chun and Sad Autumn have been the flourishing age of poetry. Since Si Zhuguo's writing style is at its peak, he will not miss this kind of elegance."
"Every year at the end of February and the beginning of March, it is the time of Wing Chun. Si Zhuguo builds a poetry platform to comment on articles." Speaking of this, Sang Luo couldn't help but smile again, "Speaking of it, if it wasn't for Lord Hou, you , Our human race has been underestimated by them in the past two years."
Huh? I won't be sleepy if you talk about this.
A look of interest appeared on Chen Luo's face: "What does it have to do with me?"
Sang Luo pondered for a while, and said: "In all fairness, the monster race is also a creature of heaven, and they also have great talents. And because the environment and customs of the monster race are very different from those of the human race, they also have their own poetry style."
"The most famous of them is the diction of 'haiku'. This kind of diction was deeply influenced by the non-metrical poems before my Daxuan dynasty, and gradually evolved. The biggest feature is that there are three lines in one poem, short Subtle, subtle in a glimpse."
"For example, in the previous dynasty, a literary giant came out of the demon tribe, but a banana tree became a demon. He once wrote a haiku——"
"Beside the quiet ancient pond, a frog enters the middle of the water, and there is a quiet sound."
Chen Luo nodded. This haiku is really interesting, especially the word "ring", which instantly brought the whole description to life.
Sang Luo went on to say: "Although there are haiku, the Yaozu are also very fond of metrical poetry. It's just that since the last poetry prosperity of our human race ended, there have been few masterpieces handed down from generation to generation. There are even rumors among the Yaozu that the human race's style of writing Decline, full of blank poems piled up with rhetoric, no more flourishing poetry, just moral articles, demon Confucianism is far better than human Confucianism."
"In the past few years, there have been many demons and Confucians who have come to Lin'an to ask for poetry and lyrics. Where is Lin'an? Both Lotte Sage and Su Poxian were prefects here!"
When Chen Luo heard the words, his heart was also moved. He remembered the poetry meeting in the Star Picking Pavilion before entering the Crystal Demon Realm. If he hadn't acted at that time, Daxuan would have really lost to that Qingqiu white fox that time.
By the way, what's the name of that demon fox? Forget it, I'm defeated, I don't remember. I remember it was the white fox or because the little demon left an allusion of "the white fox retreats" for himself.
"However, ever since Lord Hou was born, the ethos of the monster race has been severely suppressed." Sang Luo said happily, "At first, those monster races were still not convinced, and they clamored to fight with Lord Hou." Let's have a competition. However, Hou Ye's later works are handed down one after another, and now they don't dare to mention the matter of competing with Hou Ye."
Chen Luo waved his hand: "Oh, poetry and poetry, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."
Sang Luo said sternly: "Master Hou's words are wrong. Every time Master Hou writes a poem handed down from generation to generation, the world's culture will be more important. Looking at it in a short time, it seems that apart from war poems, other poems have no effect. But in the long run, the more cultures there are in the world, the higher the awakening rate of reading talent, and the greater the chance of geniuses appearing in the group."
"Therefore, since Wang Yang, Luluo and the four talents created the poetry scene, in the following hundreds of years, our human race's poetry is like a vast ocean, almost creating a poetry prosperity that the human race has never had before."
"This is why Yaoru also cares about poetry."
Chen Luo straightened his face and cupped his hands: "I've been taught."
The old man Sang Luo blushed, and hurriedly returned the salute: "Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it. But as the little old man said just now, if Lord Hou wants to enter Zehu, this Wing Chun poetry competition is an excellent opportunity."
Speaking of this, Sang Luo let out a long breath, and finally sold Guan Zi here without any trace.
"After all, the place where the poetry competition is held is just outside Jingze Lake!"
Chen Luo: (︶︿︶)＝convex
It's shameless to play the suspense routine of opening the box at the end when you're old!
"Master of the mountain, the purpose of the poetry meeting may be to absorb Wenhua and suppress the evil energy of the Bodhi Land." At this time, the monk guarding the mountain sent a divine thought to Chen Luo.
Chen Luo was taken aback, this Si Zhuguo knew about the existence of devil energy?
Not even the Dapeng family knew about this.
There is indeed a problem with this division by country.
After chatting with Sang Luo for another half an hour, he got up to see him off. Sang Luo also euphemistically stated that he had finished his story in Lin'an, so he planned to leave for Hanzhou.
The implication is that Chen Luo's news will not be disclosed. Chen Luo naturally thanked him very much. Apart from some treasures, he even wrote an article "The Legend of the Eight Immortals" a few times before, so that Sang Luo almost gave up his anger with joy, and repeatedly stated that he would pass on this manuscript as his family heirloom, and then left happily.
"Old Mastiff." Chen Luo called out, "Clean up, leave the city tomorrow and enter the Southern Wilderness!"
"By the way, go to the bookstore and buy ten sets of "Red Dust Records". I have nothing to read on the way. That book is very well written."
…
The next day.
An unremarkable carriage drove out of Lin'an City unsteadily, heading all the way to Zhennan Pass.
Running around all day, finally passed the Zhennan Pass of the human race at sunset.
As soon as you leave Xiongguan, you will be in the Southern Wilderness.
Chen Luo just felt a slight stagnation in his breath, as if the air was more dignified, but he quickly got used to it.
According to the usual practice, Zhennanguan is a so-called "land of courtesy", that is, neither the human race nor the monster race build castles and cities within a hundred miles, and there is only one official road extending. It is considered to have truly entered the realm of the Yaozu.
Chen Luo opened the curtain of the car and found that the official road was prosperous, and pedestrian caravans came and went in an endless stream. Among them were many students in Confucian shirts. This Sang Luo also told Chen Luo that because of the generous rewards of Si Zhuguo, the children of the human race also flocked to him. After all, studying is still very expensive.
Rely on talent to make money, not shabby.
It must be said that the difference is that among these students, there are obviously more transformed monsters and half-demons with the characteristics of the monster race.
Closing the curtain of the car, Chen Luo picked up the book in his hand. Not "Red Dust Records", but "Si Zhu Guo Ji Shi".
After talking with Sang Luo yesterday, Chen Luo became interested in Si Zhuguo, and specially let the mastiff spirit take shape, and took the Wenchang Pavilion's Great Confucianism brand to the government to get this dossier.
Sang Luo is a commoner after all, a lot of information cannot be accessed, and some information should be subject to the official.
As for the Great Confucianism brand in Wenchang Pavilion, Chen Luo has a lot of them.
Skipping the unimportant information, Chen Luo directly found the record of the leader of Si Zhuguo.
"Sizhu Kingdom has three kings, confirmed by King Zhenxuan Sinan, all three kings are pure-blooded saints."
"The Lord of the Great Kingdom is a crane in the form of a crane, and his cultivation is between the second rank and the first rank. According to the investigation, it should be the orphan of the Qinglinghe clan that was exterminated thirty years ago."
"The Lord of the Two Kingdoms is in the form of a lynx, and he is a second-rank great sage. According to investigations, he was originally married to the young master of the sword and tiger lineage of the tiger clan, but he regretted the marriage. He made a three-year fight and defeated the sword and tiger The young master of the Yimao completely offended the Jianhu Yimai."
"The Lord of the Three Kingdoms was originally from the Cangxiong lineage of the bear clan. He was born with ancestral bloodlines. When he was young, he was exchanged by the same clan to dig out his marrow, and he was abandoned outside the Bear Valley. When he reappeared, he was beaten to death with the cultivation base of the third-rank great sage. That changed him. The newly-promoted young bear master of the bloodline has withdrawn from the bear clan. Now his cultivation level is unknown."
Chen Luo licked his lips, thinking he was a good guy.
Let's just say that this is where the buff of the entire protagonist is full.
Let's see, the family orphan, the young master who retired from the marriage, and the bone-digging child, with this configuration, they have to write three separate books. In this atmosphere, it is difficult to end without unifying the Yaozu!
What kind of company is chasing countries, it is small, and the structure is small.
However...
An idea popped up in Chen Luo's mind: These things don't have anything to do with my mysterious Third Senior Brother.
Judging from the detailed map of Jingze Lake, the possibility is very high.
Eldest brother said that the second senior sister said that the third senior brother was very beautiful, so could it be the Great Lord Crane?
There is also the Lord of the Three Kingdoms, a little bear demon, whose blood is gone, how can he survive? And in the end, he was able to complete the anti-kill, and he would not believe that there was no expert behind him to kill him.
And the one who has this ability—what if it is a semi-holy of the human race?
Teacher!
Just as Chen Luo was thinking wildly, the carriage stopped suddenly.
"What's wrong?" Chen Luo opened the curtain of the car, but soon understood what happened——
Someone robbed.
Someone blocked the road and robbed in the "land of profit-making" where the human race and the monster race did not control each other.
A giant python almost thirty or forty feet long blocked the official road. , make snacks if you don’t give them.”
The giant python swallowed the snake letter, exuding a huge monster aura from its body.
It is rare for someone who can honestly pass the official path to be a Confucian-level figure. At this time, seeing that the big snake blocking the way is not expensive, they lined up to pay the money.
"No one cares?" Chen Luo said casually, and the shopkeeper of a caravan seemed to be next to him and said with a smile, "Little brother, it's the first time to come to Nanhuang."
"This kind of thing is normal. Do you expect the Great Sage of the Monster Race to dispatch a trip for ten taels of silver?"
"Occasionally, there are just a few unlucky ones. If you don't open your eyes, you happen to meet them, otherwise there will be no problem. Alas, the monster race is no more messy than our human race."
"Twelve and one person, bear with it."
At this time, Mastiff Lingling had a strange look on his face, and said to Chen Luo: "Master Hou, that big snake is an illusion!"
At this moment, the young man who had been indifferent all this time suddenly looked back at Chen Luo, almost at the same time, Chen Luo frowned, he felt a crisis coming, he met the young man's eyes~IndoMTL. com~ At this time, it seems that there is not one pair of eyes facing his own line of sight, but nine pairs. And Chen Luo's inner flower forest and birds became restless again.
"Demon energy?" When Chen Luo was in a daze, crystal saliva dripped from the corner of the cold-faced boy's mouth.
"Old Mastiff!" Chen Luo was about to instruct Mastiff Lingling to subdue the young man, but the young man seemed to sense it, glanced at Mastiff Lingling again, and patted the snake's head. The big snake raised its tongue, and instantly swung the boy up, and then the big snake opened its mouth, and the boy fell directly into the snake's belly. Before everyone could cry out in surprise, following the big snake, it seemed to turn into a huge water vapor bubble , exploded with a "bang", and dissipated in the eyes of everyone. The sign that said Guolu 12 fell to the ground.
All of this happened almost instantly, Mastiff Lingling frowned: "What a brilliant innate escape method, I can't find any traces. Lord Hou, that kid is not simple."
Chen Luo nodded slightly. The moment he saw the young man disappearing, his lips struggled to make a mouth shape, as if he had said a word to him, and that sentence was——
It smells so good!
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