Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 455: The Poetry Club is open, and the culture is soaring
The moon was in the middle of the sky, and there was another knock on the door.
Chen Luo slowly opened his eyes, and asked cautiously, "Who?"
"My lord, everyone is here, and the Jingze poetry meeting is about to begin." The voice of a magpie spirit came from outside the door, and Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and opened the door.
Walking out of the snail house, Chen Luo looked around, and saw that there were no fewer than four or five hundred monsters on the small island, standing at the door of their respective houses one by one. The Japanese essence is too violent, so the Yaozu often uses the moonlight to cleanse their blood. Therefore, as long as the Yaozu who is successful in cultivation does not intend to control it, even if they do not breathe it, they will spontaneously absorb the moonlight.
Normally speaking, the more moonlight absorbed spontaneously, the greater the potential of the bloodline.
At this time, Chen Luo looked around, and there were a few of the monsters on the island whose moonlight shrouded them like robes.
First of all, it was Jin Chen of the Dapeng clan who had a little conflict with Chen Luo. At this time, he was no longer accompanied by a demon girl. He seemed to be aware of Chen Luo's gaze.
Then there is Chen Luo's old acquaintance——Bai Qingqing from Qingqiu Demon Kingdom. He gave Chen Luo a blessing.
The third one is the bold and unrestrained She Xiangxiang. She Xiangxiang met Chen Luo's sight expectantly, with charm in her eyes, and said via voice transmission: "Want to sleep?"
Chen Luo laughed dumbfoundedly, turned his gaze, and looked at the brilliance of the fourth moon.
It was a little monkey. It didn't take human form, but a demon body with golden hair, sitting cross-legged like a human, with its five hearts facing the sky.
"My man, don't provoke that monkey." She Xiangxiang's voice transmission fell into Chen Luo's ears, "That's Shi Maner from the ape clan. He is moody, but very capable. If you provoke him, I'm afraid I can't protect you."
At this time, the monkey also opened its eyes, glanced at Chen Luo, was stunned for a moment, then grinned at Chen Luo: "After the poetry meeting, I have a chance to have a drink."
"Okay!" Chen Luo nodded, it seemed that the other party saw his true nature.
Bai Mo of the human race is the first floor, Bai Ze of the monster race is the second floor, and Dou Erdun of the barbarian race is the third floor. In this wave, Martial Dao Chen Luo stands on the fourth floor.
Shi Man'er nodded, and returned to the meditating posture, but his invitation made the surrounding commotion.
You know, Shi Man'er has a noble bloodline, he is the descendant of the two ancestor demons, and he is also the direct descendant of the first-level ape clan of the monster clan, so there are not a few monster clans who want to grope. But when Shi Man'er was arrogant, except for Jin Chen and Bai Qingqing who would respond, the others ignored him.
At this time, they actually took the initiative to make friends, and everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to Chen Luo.
Who is this human race?
At that moment, Dapeng Jinchen snorted coldly, Bai Qingqing's eyes showed a more interested look, but She Xiangxiang's eyes narrowed into a slit, as if her man was respected outside, and she also had a relationship with Yourong. How ordinary.
Just as all the monsters were talking about each other, a white cloud descended from the sky, and Chen Luo's eyes lit up. Above the white cloud was the Lord Si Zhu, his nephew, Bai Sanqian.
Before Chen Luo responded, the magpies around him knelt down first, and shouted: "I have seen the mighty Lord of Chengde!"
Almost at the same time, there was the sound of magpies saluting in all directions, but most of the monster clans who were not in the Sizhu Kingdom also bowed their hands, which was regarded as a salute.
However, Bai Sanqian's figure only appeared for a moment before turning into a crane feather with a bang, which was touched by Mr. He beside him, and the crane feather radiated light and turned into an imperial decree .
It turns out that the monster race does not have the Anbang national skill like the official skill of the human race, so the transmission of the imperial decree is a token of the blood of the king himself. Obviously Bai Sanqian is He Yu.
Now that I think about Bai Sanqian's baldness, it's easy to understand.
Master He opened the imperial edict made by Crane Feather and read it aloud.
I don't know if this decree was written for Bai Sanqian's portrait brush. The demon plays well and leaves a good sentence that will be passed on through the ages.
After reading the previous things, the following is the rules. Chen Luo participated in the Jingze Poetry Club for the first time, and paid special attention to it, but soon frowned.
It turned out to be a team.
Three people are allowed to form a team, and the culture of writing poems by three people will come together as one place, and the winner or loser will be determined by the strength of the culture.
But looking at the calm expressions of the surrounding monsters, it is obvious that this is the usual practice. But why no one mentioned it to me?
Are you too confident in yourself?
At this time, She Xiangxiang's voice transmission floated over again: "Xiao Langjun, do you want to team up with me? No matter whether you win or lose, the benefits belong to you. You just need to let me sleep with you."
Before Chen Luo could answer, Bai Qingqing's voice transmission also came over: "Brother, would you like to be on the team with Qingqing? The reward for the poetry club is mine, but what reasonable request do you have?" Qingqiu Yaoguo can satisfy you."
Chen Luo bowed his hands to She Xiangxiang and Bai Qingqing, politely rejecting each other, but at this time, the demons only saw some movements, obviously everyone had already reached an alliance before.
After a long while, there were still only two people in a single team on the trail, one was Chen Luo, and the other was the monkey monster Shi Man'er.
When Master He saw that everyone was ready, he nodded and shouted: "Jingze Poetry Conference, open!"
After shouting this, Master He threw the imperial decree into the sky, and the imperial decree turned into a crane feather again, and quickly shot into the water surface at the edge of the path. Following Chen Luo's feet, he swayed.
The whole trail actually started to move.
At this time, a huge head poked out from the bottom of the water, and Chen Luo realized what kind of trail it was, it was clearly a huge turtle, and Chen Luo looked back at the snail house, where it was clear what kind of snail it was It is a barnacle that has been refined.
No wonder the Jingze Lake is only opened during the Jingze Poetry Meeting. Presumably the giant turtle can't stay in Jingze Lake for long, and will move to another place after it is over, otherwise it will be infected by the magic energy.
The giant turtle opened its mouth and let out a strange cry, and then Chen Luo saw countless blue carp swimming out of the turtle's mouth, wandering around the island.
At the same time, each carp peeled off a piece of fish scale, turned into a ray of light, shot towards the small island, and hovered above the path in an instant, reflecting the moonlight, a bit like shining stars.
"My lord, that's a stele fish." The magpie beside him knew that it was the first time for Chen Luo to participate in the poetry meeting, so he quickly explained, "There is a stele on the land, and there is a stele in the water. But the giant turtle All they carry are wordless monuments.”
"After a hundred years of practice, the wordless stele can turn into a stele fish. The stele fish falls off the scale of the stele. As long as poetry is written on the scale of the stele, the corresponding carp will absorb Wenhua, and the carp with strong Wenhua will absorb it. Weak carp."
"In the end, the carp turns into a dragon, and the dragon falls into a stele. Then there are poems written on the wordless stele."
After listening to it, Chen Luo knew it well. To put it simply, people write poems on the island, fish swallow them in the water, and in the end the winner takes all.
It is worthy of being a poetry meeting with the characteristics of the Yaozu, bloody. But let alone, such a comparison is also convenient.
At this time, the fish scales in the sky fell one by one, just as each of the monsters on the island had one piece. The fish scales looked very small, but when they fell on the hands, they were like a piece of rice paper spread out. Absolutely enough.
"Master He, it's been a rule for many years, we all know it, let's come up with the question quickly." A demon clan was a little impatient, and shouted at Master He above the clouds.
Master He was not angry, and said: "This time, the leader of the Poetry Association will divide the land and divide the borders in the Sizhu country. The matter is of great importance, so the topic is not announced by the official."
"Our company has invited great Confucians from the human race, great Confucians from the demon race, and a half-demon senior, and let them come up with the questions."
After finishing speaking, Mr. He bowed to the sky: "Please ask the three questions."
At this time, everyone realized that there was an empty boat above Mr. He's white cloud, and there were three people standing in the empty boat.
The first person was dressed in a green shirt, with a majestic spirit and a cold face. When Chen Luo saw this person, he was overjoyed. It turned out that this human scholar was none other than the Wenchang Pavilion scholar who was finally able to travel on official business. , Guardian of the Star Picking Tower - Leng Hanbing.
Behind Leng Hanbing is a middle-aged woman with long blue hair curled up high, and the phoenix pattern between her eyebrows shows her identity - a half-demon blue bird.
The third one is an old bark man with a few leaves hanging on his head, obviously a plant becoming a demon.
The first of the three to make a sound was the half-demon blue bird. She glanced at all the monsters on the island and said, "Now it's March, and it's spring time."
"I have seen a lot of poems about welcoming the spring and heralding the spring. My topic today is: Sighing Spring!"
After finishing speaking, she took a step back, stepped forward Leng Hanbing, with an indifferent look, and said, "I've heard that the geniuses of the monster race intend to compete with the human race in terms of poetry and culture."
"He even said that he wants to compete with Chen Wuhou."
"The topic of this old man today is the topic that Chen Wuhou encountered when he was a fledgling: lovesickness!"
"You can give it a try! Humph!"
Hearing Leng Hanbing's speech, Chen Luo was both moved and helpless. Do I want to beat myself?
Then, the old tree stepped forward, with a vicissitudes of life and a kind voice: "I have not set foot in the world for a long time, I am lucky today, let me ask a question: return to the mountain!"
Three questions: sighing for spring, lovesickness, and returning to the mountain!
All the monsters can choose one of the questions, or they can write all three questions, the number is not limited, and the time is not limited.
However~IndoMTL.com~If you are one step late and your own stele fish is swallowed by other people's stele fish, then you will lose the qualification for the competition.
No wonder you have to be in a group of three, so that it can be intense.
After the three questions were finished, all the monsters fell into thinking immediately, and the quick-thinking monsters had already started to write on the fish scales.
Chen Luo turned his mind slightly, and a poem emerged in his mind.
The first one is him!
Sigh spring!
He dipped in the ink and wrote on the fish scale——
The flowering period is negative every year. When the spring is over, it is only suitable to arrange for the sorrow to send the spring back.
Plum blossom snow, pear blossom moon, since spring comes, I don't know it.
In an instant, a Wen Hua soared into the sky among the fish!
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