Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

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Chen Luo slowly opened his eyes and asked cautiously, "Who?"

"Master, everyone is here, the Jingze poetry meeting is about to start." The voice of the magpie came from outside the door, and Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, got up and opened the door.

Walking 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 it and saw that among the group of monsters on the island, there were a few Yuehua on their bodies, like a robe, shrouding them.

The first was Jin Chen of the Dapeng clan 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.

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 from her body is far more than the ordinary demon clan. She felt Chen Luo's sight and turned her head to face Chen Luoxing. A blessing.

The third is the unrestrained She Xiangxiang. She Xiangxiang met Chen Luo's gaze expectantly, her eyes were charming, and she said, "Want to sleep?"

Chen Luo laughed dumbly, turned his eyes away, and looked at the brilliance of the fourth moon.

It was a little monkey. It didn't take the shape of a human, but the body of a monster, covered in golden hair, sitting cross-legged like a human, 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 I provoke him, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect it. you."

At this time, the monkey also opened his eyes, glanced at Chen Luo, looked stunned, and then grinned at Chen Luo: "After the poetry meeting, there is a chance to have a drink."

"Okay!" Chen Luo nodded, and it seemed that the other party could see his true appearance of Bai Ze.

The human race Bai Mo was on the first floor, the demon race Bai Ze was on the second floor, and the barbarian Dou Er Dun was on the third floor. In this wave, martial arts Chen Luo stood on the fourth floor.

Shi Man'er nodded, and resumed his meditation 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, it is also the direct line of the first-grade ape clan of the demon clan. There are not a few demon clan 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 that moment, the Dapeng Jinchen snorted coldly, and Bai Qingqing's eyes showed a more interested look, but She Xiangxiang's smiling eyes narrowed into a slit, as if her own man was respected outside, and she was like Yourongyan.

Just when all the demons were talking about each other, a white cloud fell from the sky, Chen Luo's eyes lit up, and above the white cloud was the great lord of Si Zhuguo, his nephew, Bai Sanqian.

Before Chen Luo could react, 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, Bai Sanqian's figure 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 human race official art, so the communication of the imperial decree is a token of the blood of the lord himself. Obviously, Bai Sanqian is Crane Yu.

Now that I think about Bai Sanqian's baldness, it's easy to understand.

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 that Bai Sanqian painted. , leaving a good sentence that is transmitted through the ages.

After reading the previous things, the following are the rules. Chen Luo participated in the Jingze poetry meeting for the first time, and paid special attention to it, but he quickly frowned.

Actually a team.

Three people are allowed to form a team, and the cultures of three people to write poems are combined into one place, and the winner or loser is determined by the strength of Wenhua.

However, looking at the calm expressions of the surrounding monsters, it was obvious that this was the norm. 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 could answer, Bai Qingqing's voice transmission also came over: "This brother, I don't know if you would like to team up with Qingqing? The reward from the poetry club belongs to me, but what reasonable request do you have for Qingqiu Yao? The country 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, and it was obvious that 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.

When Lord He saw that everyone was ready, 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 shot into the water at the edge of the trail. The soles of the feet shook.

The whole path actually moved.

At this moment, a huge head protruded from the bottom of the water, and Chen Luo realized what kind of trail this was. of barnacles.

It's 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 big Yuan opened his mouth and made a strange cry, and then Chen Luo saw countless cyan carp swimming out of the big Yuan's mouth and wandering around the island.

At the same time, each carp peeled off a piece of fish scales, turned into a ray of light, shot towards the island, and in a blink of an eye, it was suspended above the trail, reflecting the moonlight, a bit like a group of stars shining.

"Young master, that's the 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 stele in the water. It's a wordless monument."

"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, and 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 the weak Wenhua. carp."

"In the end, the carp turned into a dragon, and the falling dragon turned into a stele. The wordless stele is written poetry."

After Chen Luo heard it, he knew something. In short, people write poems on the island, fish are swallowed in the water, and in the end, the winner takes all.

It is indeed a poetry meeting with the characteristics of the demon clan, and it is bloody. But don't say it, it's more convenient than that.

At this time, the fish scales in the sky fell one by one, just one for each of the demons on the island. The fish scales looked small, but they fell on the hand like a spread of rice paper. It is absolutely enough to write seven or eight poems. .

"Master 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 at Master He above the clouds.

Lord He was not angry, and said: "The leader of the poetry meeting will split the country and divide the territory in the country. It is a matter of great importance, so the topic 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 senior half-demon, and they will write the question."

After speaking, Lord 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 a page of 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 and Zhaixing who could finally travel on official business. Tower Guardian - Leng Bing.

Behind Leng Hanbing was a middle-aged woman with long cyan hair that was pulled up high, and the phoenix pattern between her eyebrows showed her identity - a half-demon blue bird.

The third is an old bark man with a few leaves hanging on his head, apparently a plant turned into a demon.

The first voice of the three was the half-demon blue bird. She glanced at the monsters on the island and said, "It's March now, and it's spring."

"I have seen a lot of poems about welcoming the Spring Festival. Today's topic is: Sigh the Spring!"

After speaking, she took a step back, and Leng Bingbing stepped forward with an indifferent look, and said, "I have long heard that Juncai of the Yaozu intends to compare the poetry and literacy of the human race."

"He even said that he 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!"

Listening to Leng Hanbing's speech, Chen Luo was both moved and helpless. Do I want to hit myself?

Immediately afterwards, the old man came forward, and his voice was vicissitudes and kindness: "The old man has not set foot in the world for a long time. Today, I am 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.

However, if ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ is one step too late and is swallowed by other people's monument fish, then you will lose the qualification for the competition.

No wonder it has to be a group of three, so that it can be intense.

After the three questions were finished, the demons suddenly fell into thinking, and the demon clan with agile thinking had 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 one is him!

Sigh spring!

He dips the ink in ink and writes on the scales of the fish—

Negative but flowering every year. 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 to the sky in the fish school!