Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 456: The 1st Bomb

The latest website: "Huh? It's actually a tangible culture!" Above the empty boat, Leng Hanbing was slightly taken aback.

In the past, when Chen Luo wrote poems, he always had the spirit of Wenhua overflowing, but don't think this is the normal state of writing poetry. Often one inch of Wenhua is already a good sentence, and three inches of Wenhua means it is a splendid article. .

The demon clan who came to participate in the poetry meeting this time are obviously not ordinary people. Just after the topic was finished, the entire lake was full of culture. This scene is often the scene of the Gongyuan when the human race will be tested.

But at this moment, a tangible piece of Chinese culture rose from the lake, instantly attracting Leng Bingbing's attention.

As soon as Leng Hanbing waved his hand, the poems that Chen Luo had just written were projected onto the empty boat.

“Every year is negative but the flowering period is over. When the spring is over, it is only a matter of arranging melancholy to bring back the spring.” The chill on Leng Hanbing’s face slowly dissipated, and a stunning look flashed in his eyes, “Plum blossom snow, pear blossom moon, spring never comes. Feeling and deviating from partial knowledge.”

"This is a sigh, not bad."

The blue bird woman read this poem in her mouth, nodded and said: "Sighing the meaning of spring, most of them are sighing flowing water and falling flowers. Among them, the most outstanding is the song "Lin Hua Xie Chunhong, Too Hurry" by the Emperor of Human Race ', I didn't expect that this little guy had a unique idea and made him sigh about spring, but he really sighed 'spring', not the red willows of spring."

"This is the point of wisdom." The old man also said, "It's better to say cherish the spring than to sigh about the spring. I sigh that I have a bad time every year but the flowering period, especially the last sentence 'I don't know when spring comes. ', can make the old man feel emotional."

"Life is always like this, I don't know how good it is when it comes, and it's precious only when it's lost."

Leng Hanbing nodded: "When I read this poem, there is quite a sigh of Li Yishan's 'this love can be reminisced, but it was already lost at the time', and also 'there are flowers that can be folded and must be folded, don't wait for no flowers to be empty. Broken branches' exhortation."

"Who is the author? Is it a human race or a demon race?"

The Blue Bird Lady smiled slightly, stretched out her hand in the void, and Chen Luo's projection suddenly appeared.

"Huh? It's a young man, not those immortal young people, but really young." Lady Blue Bird looked at Chen Luo's appearance, and when she waved, Lord He immediately landed on the empty boat.

"Who is this person?" Lady Blue Bird asked Lord He.

Master He glanced at him and smiled: "Mrs Hui, this person is called Bai Mo, a monster!"

"Monster clan?" Leng Hanbing's eyes widened, "Is he a demon clan?"

Sir He said with an apologetic smile: "But it's not an ordinary demon clan. Please Rong Laonu sell it."

Leng Hanbing glared at Lord He, then looked at Chen Luo's projection, and snorted coldly: "Since it's not a human race, then I don't care. It's just poetry, who can compare to us Chen Wuhou."

Sir He managed to hold back his laughter, pointed downwards and said, "Three three, half of the stele fish have been swallowed."

……

A lot of fish evacuated around Da Yuan. Although the person holding the scales could control the direction of the carp the moment they got the scales, there was no way to escape the devour of the powerful carp in the surrounding Wenhua.

However, the poetry festival has just begun, and the powerhouses have not yet begun to fight, and they are deliberately avoiding it. Speaking of which, this is also the tradition of the demon clan. The strong can kill each other to the death, but before the fight, the weak must be eliminated.

Otherwise, the tiger was seriously injured and killed the lion, and was finally picked up by a hyena. This is a shame that the demon clan cannot tolerate.

And Chen Luo's first poem was written, and he obviously became a strong man among the fish. The other monsters were busy manipulating the stele fish to stay away from Chen Luo, while Chen Luo naturally followed the local customs and manipulated the Wenhua carp to devour stand up.

Um... Snakes are both visual.

However, the other demon clans formed a team after all. Wenhua won by quantity. Gradually, there were fewer fish at the bottom. Obviously, a new round of fighting was about to begin.

Chen Luo also felt that the carp swallowing ability he manipulated had reached the limit, and he began to prepare the second poem.

Chen Luo thought about the topic and wrote again on the fish scales.

And this time, people have long paid attention to Chen Luo's actions, and Chen Luo's poems just written have fallen into the eyes of many monsters at almost the same time——

Break the flower branch, hate the flower branch, quasi-plan flowers to bloom and people to share, and when they bloom, people go.

Afraid of lovesickness, already lovesick, it's lovesick's turn to say nothing, and a trace of eyebrows is revealed.

……

"Wonderful!" On the empty boat, Mrs. Blue Bird sighed, "What a flower branch to write about Acacia, from the flower branch to Acacia, why? Because when the flower blooms, it is when people leave. I am obviously afraid of the lovesickness after people leave, but it is already It hurts lovesickness. But the person is no longer there, no one can talk about it, only a trace of sadness on the brow."

Mrs. Qingniao turned her head and looked at Leng Hanbing: "Leng Daru, how does this poem compare to Chen Wuhou's lovesickness?"

Leng Hanbing was silent for a moment, then nodded: "It's not as good as Chen Wuhou's sentence, 'If you don't love love in your life, you will love love, but you will hurt love. It's hard to say, only the brows are exposed, and there is quite the charm of the King of the West, 'There is no way to get rid of this emotion, so the eyebrows are lowered and the heart is raised'. Even in the human race, this word should be a good sentence."

Mr. Shu laughed: "Interesting little guy, after writing about the spring, and writing about Acacia, I wonder if he will write about my return to the mountain!"

……

Three high-level people chatted in the empty boat, and the island was also lively.

Two consecutive poems, all of them are Wenhua soaring to the sky. The Wenhua Stele Fish that belonged to Chen Luo seemed to be preying around like a devil, and everyone had to re-examine Chen Luo.

"That's the human race? Could it be Chen Luo pretending to be?"

"In the time of a stick of incense, I want all his news."

For a while, the orders were conveyed.

At this time, She Xiangxiang looked at Chen Luo from a distance, with her legs together, her left foot was on the right, her right was on the left, and the spring feeling on her face was dripping with water.

"My little man, you... why do you bully your concubine so much."

"Forget about being sweet, and being so good at writing words, concubine body... concubine body can't stand it anymore."

The maid on the side reminded: "Young Master, let's write quickly..." Before she finished speaking, She Xiangxiang suddenly turned her head and stared at the maid with fierce killing intent, "Are you disturbing the concubine?"

The maid hurriedly knelt down with a look of fear: "The slaves don't dare, the slaves don't dare!"

She Xiangxiang retracted her eyes and was about to look at Chen Luo when her face suddenly changed and she hurriedly shouted: "Bai Lang, be careful!"

Not only She Xiangxiang but also Bai Qingqing shouted "Be careful" at the same time.

At this time, outside the island, there was a Wenhua carp that devoured three or four Wenhua stele fish in a row. The Wenhua aura soared, and it had overwhelmed Chen Luo's stele fish. The origin of Chen Luo's monument fish.

Chen Luo heard the reminder from the two beauties, nervous and concerned, moved slightly in her heart, and looked at Jin Chen.

The stele fish that rushed towards him was Jin Chen's Wenhua stele fish. When Jin Chen saw Chen Luo, he showed a rebellious smile and snorted at Chen Luo: "Go to hell!"

Chen Luo frowned. At this time, the Wenhua stele fish was only a dozen feet away from him, and it was almost in front of him in a blink of an eye. Suddenly, a Wenhua stele fish appeared from the side and knocked over Jin Chen's stele fish. Buy Chen Luo a little time.

"She Xiangxiang!" Jin Chen roared!

"Bai Lang, write a poem quickly, I can't stop it for long!" She Xiangxiang's voice entered Chen Luo's ears.

Chen Luo turned his head to look at She Xiangxiang, who rarely looked at him, but concentrated on manipulating his own Wenhua Monument Fish.

Chen Luo wrote down this feeling of help in his heart, picked up the pen, a poem appeared in his mind, and wrote down——

Red with moss and green branches. The wild geese make a sound, and the wild geese sound sad.

Have been in love for a while and then separated. Autumn geese fly alone, autumn geese live alone.

How long does it take to miss you? The future will be difficult to know, and the future will be difficult.

Why is this feeling of love? A love poem, a love poem.

As soon as Chen Luo wrote the pen, the spirit of Wenhua seemed to be transformed into a swan goose, swept across the water and flew.

"Heaven and earth resonate!" All the demon clan stopped their pens and stared blankly at the Wenhua geese spreading their wings on the water.

It's not that the demon clan has never written an article about Wenhua congealed objects, but they are all flowers and trees, and they are small animals such as frogs. It is the first time to see such a huge Wenhua geese. See.

Actually, in terms of literary style, it would not form such a vision, but first of all, this place is the hometown of Hongyan. The original words are "Du Yu" and "Caifeng", both of which involve allusions. " and "Qiu Yan", but this change touched the life spirit of the Hongyan clan stranded here.

Almost instantly, countless light spots flew from all directions and merged into the Wenhua geese.

The Wenhua geese swept across the water and pecked at Jin Chen's Wenhua Stele Fish.

The Wenhua Monument Fish, which was extremely vicious before, is gone!

At this time, Wenhua Hongyan did not seem to relieve his anger, but flapped his wings again and flew towards Jin Chen, seemingly with great hatred. Jin Chen looked coldly at the flying Wenhua Hongyan, and said with disdain: "When my Dapeng clan could destroy your clan, this young master still cares about you, Wenhua incarnation?"

After finishing speaking, Jin Chen made a knife-like hand and slashed down, sending out a demonic sword light. Seeing that Daomang was about to slash at Hongyan, suddenly a fist flew over, deflecting the trajectory of Daomang, and the blademang rubbed Hongyan's wings and flew out.

Jin Chen turned his head in anger, and saw Chen Luo showing the appearance of a fist. Chen Luo blew his fist: "That's my Wenhua Hongyan, if you say cut it, cut it?"

Jin Chen's eyes flickered with golden light: "That's fine, I would like to directly experience the power of your Excellency."

Chen Luo sneered: "I'm happy to accompany you!" As he spoke, he was about to mobilize the true meaning of martial arts. At this time, a huge pressure fell, covering Chen Luo and Jin Chen.

Master He's voice sounded: "The lord of the country has a purpose. During the poetry meeting, all fighting is prohibited. The two of you also please give our company a face for the country."

At the same time, the voice transmission of Lord He also sounded in Chen Luo's ears: "Little ancestor, little ancestor, you can't fight against this bird man. Behind him is the great sage of the Dapeng clan hidden in the void, maybe he will make a bad move. Go back and find a way to kill him."

Chen Luo heard the words and waved to Hongyan, who reluctantly flew back behind Chen Luo. Jin Chen also snorted coldly and stopped talking.

At this time, Bai Qingqing's voice came: "Brother Bai has a great reputation. Judging from these three poems, among the people Qingqing has seen in his life, only Chen Wuhou is above your Excellency. I don't know if there is still inspiration. Write a song?"

"If it is still at this level, Qingqiu Huguo will withdraw from this poetry competition."

Chen Luo smiled slightly, this little fox, even if he admits defeat, he sows discord.

Unfortunately, both are me.

Bai Qingqing's voice fell, and Shi Man'er, who had been eating fish silently, also shouted: "Brother Bai, if you can write another one, then I will admit defeat. If you can't write it, Just wait for a while, let me eat all these fish, and then compare with you."

She Xiangxiang's legs were weakened at this time, she fell to the ground, and looked at Chen Luo with her eyes overflowing: "My enemy, I can't compare, I just ask you to come and eat me, will you take a bite? Can..."

Seeing that one of the four most promising champions was eliminated, two abstained, and the other one sent a spring love, all the demons looked at Chen Luo again.

As long as Chen Luo can write another poem of the same level, he will be the leader of this poetry festival.

Chen Luo smiled and picked up the brush again. When he was about to write, the voice of the old man came from the sky: "Little friend!"

"The spring has sighed, and I have longed for love. The next song, is it the old man's return to the mountain?"

Bai Qingqing shook her head slightly, Shi Man'er pouted, She Xiangxiang heard the words and muttered, "I don't know how to be ashamed."

Three topics are there, and which one you want to write is entirely voluntary. The old man Shu said this, but he limited Chen Luo to write his "Going back to the mountain question.

But to return to the mountain, it naturally requires the understanding of the world to write it down. This request is really difficult for Chen Luo.

"Bai Lang, don't listen to him. If you want to write, write about Acacia, I like to read it." She Xiangxiang said directly without sound transmission.

Chen Luo gratefully glanced at She Xiangxiang and said softly, "Don't worry."

Then he raised his head and looked at the boat in the sky: "Since the old gentleman has named his name, I will write a song to return to the mountain next, and ask the old gentleman to correct me."

Chen Luo took a deep breath and wrote down——

Rise and fall through the ages and prosperous dreams, poetic eyes are tired of the world.

Konglin Arbor~IndoMTL.com~ Demon Palace creeping grass, ancient temple jackdaws.

Several thatched huts, with thousands of volumes of books, are invested in old village homes.

What's going on in the mountains? Songhua wine, spring water sencha.

After writing, there was a sudden thunderous sound in the lake, and the vigorous culture of the carp came from Chen Luo's Wenhua carp. The carp suddenly slapped the lake and leaped up. There were dozens of cultural carps that had not been swallowed. Under these circumstances, the body exuded a dazzling light, and with the sound of thunder in the sky, a dragon roar was emitted, and it turned into a blue dragon with a length of more than ten meters, dyeing the sky of the sky!

The blue dragon hovered in the air for a moment, then suddenly fell on the back of Da Yuan. As soon as it touched it, it turned into a stone tablet about ten feet in size. And Da Yuan seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the stone tablet, and the entire "island" actually dropped three feet. For a time, the "island" shook on the ground.

It was only at this time that the first exclamation sounded on the "Island".

Immediately afterwards, exclamations continued.

At this moment, the big turtle's back exploded.