Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 455: The Poetry Festival is open, and the culture is soaring
Latest URL: The moon is in the middle of the sky, and there is another knock on the door.
Chen Luo slowly opened his eyes and asked cautiously, "Who?"
"Young Master, everyone is here, the Jingze Poetry Festival is about to begin." The voice of the magpie spirit came from outside the door, and Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, then got up and pushed open the door.
Out of the snail house, Chen Luo looked around and saw that there were no less than four or five hundred monsters on the island, standing at the door of their respective houses. The Sun Spirit is too violent, so the demon clan often use Yuehua to purify their blood. Therefore, as long as the demon clan has successfully cultivated it, as long as it is not controlled intentionally, even if it does not breathe, it will spontaneously absorb the moon.
Normally, the more moonlight absorbed spontaneously, the greater the potential of the blood vessels.
At this time, Chen Luo looked at him and saw that among the group of monsters on the island, there were a few of the monsters on the island with Yuehua like a robe, shrouding them.
First of all, it was Jin Chen of the Dapeng family who had a little conflict with Chen Luo. At this time, there was no demon girl to accompany him. He seemed to be aware of Chen Luo's sight.
And then there is Chen Luo's old acquaintance - Bai Qingqing from the Qingqiu Demon Kingdom. Although Bai Qingqing is a half-demon, the Yuehua falling on her body is far more than the ordinary demon clan. She felt Chen Luo's gaze and turned her head away. He gave a blessing to Chen Luo.
The third is the bold and unrestrained She Xiangxiang, She Xiangxiang greeted Chen Luo's gaze with anticipation, her eyes were charming, and she said, "Want to sleep?"
Chen Luo laughed dumbly, turned his eyes away, and looked at the splendor of the fourth moon.
It was a little monkey. It didn't take the shape of a human. It was a monster body, covered in golden hair. Like a human, it was sitting cross-legged, with 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 Man'er of the monkey family. He is moody, but he has great skills. If you provoke him, I'm afraid. I can't protect you."
At this time, the monkey also opened his eyes, glanced at Chen Luo, looked stunned, then grinned at Chen Luo and smiled: "After the poetry meeting, there is a chance to have a drink."
"Okay!" Chen Luo nodded, it seemed that the other party could see his true face of Bai Ze.
The human race Bai Mo is on the first floor, the demon race Bai Ze is on the second floor, and the barbarian Douldun is on the third floor. In this wave, martial arts Chen Luo is standing on the fourth floor.
Shi Man'er nodded and resumed his meditating posture, but his invitation caused a big uproar around him.
You must know that Shi Man'er has a noble bloodline. After the two ancestor demons, he is also the direct descendant of the first-class ape clan of the demon clan. There are not a few demon clans who want to climb up. But Shi Man'er was arrogant, and except for Jin Chen and Bai Qingqing who would respond, the others ignored it.
At this time, he actually took the initiative to make friends, so that everyone couldn't help but set their eyes on Chen Luo.
Who is this human race?
At this moment, the Dapeng Jinchen snorted coldly, and Bai Qingqing's eyes showed more interest, but She Xiangxiang's smiling eyes narrowed into a slit, as if her own man was respected outside, and she also shared with Yourong Yan general.
Just as all the demons were talking about each other, a white cloud fell from the sky, and Chen Luo's eyes lit up. Above the white cloud was the great lord of the country, his nephew, Bai Sanqian.
Before Chen Luo reacted, the magpie spirits beside him all knelt down and shouted, "I have seen the mighty and mighty ruler of Chengde!"
Almost at the same time, magpies greeted each other in all directions, but most of the demon clan who were not chasing the country also bowed their hands, which was considered a greeting.
However, the figure of Bai Sanqian only appeared for a moment, and with a bang, it turned into a crane feather, and was touched by Lord He next to him. .
It turns out that the demon clan does not have the Anbang national art like the official art of the human race, so the communication of the imperial decree is a token of the blood of the lord himself. Obviously, Bai Sanqian is Crane Yu.
It's easy to understand Bai Sanqian's baldness now.
Master He opened the imperial decree made by Crane Feather and read it out loud.
I don't know if this imperial decree was written by the brush used to paint the portrait of Bai Sanqian. It's a parallel five and six, and it's a good one. The demon played well, leaving a good sentence that was transmitted through the ages.
After reading the previous things, the following are the rules. It was the first time that Chen Luo participated in the Jingze Poetry Conference, and he paid special attention to it, but he quickly frowned.
It's actually a team.
A team of three is allowed, and the culture of three poems is combined into one place, and the winner or loser is determined by the strength of Wenhua.
But looking at the calm expressions of the surrounding monsters, this is obviously a routine. But why has 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 join me? Whether you win or lose, the benefits are all yours, you just need me to sleep with you."
Before Chen Luo had time to answer, Bai Qingqing's voice transmission also came over: "This brother, do you want to be with Qingqing? The reward from the poetry club belongs to me, but what are your reasonable demands? The Qingqiu Demon Kingdom can satisfy you."
Chen Luo bowed her hands to She Xiangxiang and Bai Qingqing, and declined each other, but at this time the demons only saw some movements, obviously everyone had already reached an alliance before.
After a while, there were only two people on the trail, one was Chen Luo, and the other was the monkey monster Shi Maner.
Sir He saw that everyone was ready, so he nodded and shouted: "Jing Ze poetry meeting, open!"
After shouting this, Lord He threw the imperial decree into the sky, and the imperial decree turned into a crane feather again, and quickly shot into the water on the edge of the trail. In an instant, a majestic pillar of demonic energy surged up in the water. Followed by Chen Luo's feet.
The entire trail actually moved.
At this time, a huge head protruded from the bottom of the water, and Chen Luo realized what kind of trail this was. It is a refined barnacle.
It is no wonder that Jingze Lake will only be opened during the Jingze Poetry Meeting. Presumably, this giant can't stay in Jingze Lake for a long time. After the end, it must be moved to another place, otherwise it will be infected by demonic energy.
The Da Yuan opened his mouth and let out a strange cry, and then Chen Luo saw countless cyan carp swimming out of Da Yuan's mouth and wandering around the island.
At the same time, a piece of fish scale was peeled off from each carp, turning into a beam of light, shooting towards the island, and in a blink of an eye, it was suspended above the trail, reflecting the moonlight, a bit like a star shining.
"Young master, that's a stele fish." The magpie spirit beside him knew that Chen Luo was participating in the poetry festival for the first time, and quickly explained, "There is a stele on land, and a large stele in the water. What they carry are all wordless monuments.”
"A hundred years of practice, the wordless stele can be turned into a stele fish. The stele fish falls off the scale of the stele. As long as a poem is written on the stele scale, the corresponding carp will absorb Wenhua, and the carp with strong Wenhua will absorb it. The weak carp of Wenhua."
"In the end, the carp turns into a dragon, and the fallen dragon turns into a stele. The wordless stele is written poetry."
Chen Luo had a good idea after listening to it. To put it simply, people write poems on the island, fish are swallowed in the water, and the winner takes all in the end.
It is indeed a poetry meeting with the characteristics of the demon clan, it is bloody. But don't say it, it's more convenient than that.
At this time, the fish scales in the sky fell piece by piece, just one piece for each of the demons on the island. The fish scales looked very small, but they fell on the hand like a spread of rice paper. Writing seven or eight poems Absolutely enough.
"Lord He, it's been a rule for many years, we all know it, hurry up and ask the question." A demon clan was a little impatient and shouted to Lord He above the clouds.
Master He was also not angry, and said: "The leader of this poetry meeting will split the country and divide the territory, which is of great importance, so the title is not announced by this official."
"Our company has invited a great scholar of the human race, a great scholar of the demon race, and a half-demon senior from a country-by-country basis, and they will write the questions."
After speaking, Mr. He bowed to the sky: "Please ask three questions."
At this time, everyone realized that above the white clouds of Lord He, there was still an empty boat, and three people stood in the empty boat.
The first person, dressed in a green shirt, with a majestic body and a face as cold as ice, when Chen Luo saw this person, he was instantly overjoyed. It turned out that this great scholar of the human race was none other than the great scholar of Wenchang Pavilion who was finally able to travel on official business. , Guardian of the Stars Tower - Leng Bingbing.
Behind Leng Hanbing, there is a middle-aged woman with long cyan hair that is pulled up high, and the phoenix pattern between her eyebrows shows her identity - a half-demon blue bird.
The third is a bark old man with a few leaves hanging from his head, apparently a plant turned into a demon.
The first voice of the three was the half-demon blue bird. She glanced at all the monsters on the island and said, "It's March, and it's spring."
"I have seen a lot of poems about welcoming the Spring Festival. Today my topic is: Sigh the Spring!"
After she finished speaking, she took a step back, and Leng Hanbing stepped forward with an indifferent look, and said, "I have heard that Juncai of the Yaozu intends to compare the poetry and literacy of the human race."
"I even said that I wanted to compete with Chen Wuhou."
"The proposition of this old man today is the one that Chen Wuhou encountered when he was just starting out: Acacia!"
"You can try it! Humph!"
Chen Luo listened to Leng Hanbing's speech, and felt both moved and helpless. Do I want to hit myself?
Then, the old man stepped forward, his voice vicissitudes and kindness: "I haven't set foot in the world for a long time, today I'm fortunate enough to ask a question: go back to the mountain!"
Three questions: sighing spring, lovesickness, and returning to the mountain!
The demons can choose one of the questions, or they can write all three questions, the number is not fixed, and the time is not limited.
But ~IndoMTL.com~ If you are one step late and your own monument fish is swallowed by other people's monument fish, you will lose the qualification for the competition.
No wonder it's a **** to get the heat up.
After finishing the three questions, the demons suddenly fell into thinking, and the demon clan with agile thinking has already started to write on the scales of the fish.
Chen Luo's mind turned slightly, and a poem appeared in his mind.
The first song, it's him!
Sigh spring!
He dipped in ink and wrote on the scales of the fish——
Every year is negative but blooming. When the spring is over, it is only a matter of arranging melancholy to send the spring back.
Plum blossom snow, pear blossom moon, spring comes and goes without knowing it.
In an instant, a Chinese flower rose into the sky in the school of fish!