v2 Chapter 124： Leading the way

When Chen Luo and Ye Dafu arrived at the Zhaixing Building, the place was already crowded.

"I've seen Wan Anbo."

"I have seen the master of martial arts!"

"I have seen the light of the literati...!"

"I have seen the Holy Hand of the brothel..."

...

The Confucian scholars who came to participate in the prayers greeted Chen Luo one after another, and Chen Luo responded one by one, but the title of "literati·sudden pause·light" can be understood by himself, what the **** is the brothel master?

Little brother, you are wrong.

"Dafu, didn't you say that Wenchang Pavilion only has more than 200 places? I think there are at least 300 or 400 people here, and there are still people going in."

"Big brother, you don't know, it has always been like this. The academies and noble families with quotas will send more people to participate, and then select the ones with the highest power of heaven to enter the crystal demon realm."

"How do so many people pray? One person goes up to read a poem?"

Ye Dafu shook his head: "Of course not. Big brother, you look at Zhaixing Building, there are no stairs."

Chen Luo was reminded by Ye Dafu, only to realize that this high-rise building really had no stairs. It was like a column, towering into the clouds, and a circular platform could be vaguely seen on it.

"The Tower of the Stars is ten feet high, and it is equipped with a reception formation with the power of heaven. Later, everyone will write poems around the tower of the stars. According to the favor of the heavens, different powers of the heavens will be given."

"Those who gain the power of heaven can fly out of thin air. The better they write, the faster they can rise."

"The top platform of the Xingxing Building can accommodate up to 100 people each time, and you can pray for the second time."

"Those who haven't entered the top floor will naturally have a great Confucian record the amount of power of the heavenly way to arrange the places to enter."

Isn't this the first knockout round?

"Let's go, brother, let's go there. I'll contact you with the buyers." Ye Dafu took Chen Luo and walked to the other side, mumbling, "This time There are not many decent people in my hands, otherwise I would have bought all of your places, brother."

Chen Luo looked confused: "What do you mean? What quota to buy?"

"Of course it's a place to enter the Crystal Demon Realm?" Ye Dafu took it for granted, "Big brother, you don't have a family, so you don't need to transport wood to support your family. Isn't the biggest value of the Crystal Demon Realm the Tiandao Crystal?"

"I've already negotiated with those aristocratic families. They don't have enough places. Buy it from you and make an offer directly from Tiandaojing." Ye Dafu patted his chest and said, "Big brother, you have a total of five places, and I called ten people from aristocratic families to come. , we'll hold a small auction later, and make sure the price is high."

"Brother, don't worry, the circulation of the Crystal Demon Realm quota within the human race is allowed by Wenchang Pavilion."

Chen Luo looked at Ye Dafu suspiciously: "This is what you mean by earning money?"

"Yes, otherwise, what do you think it is, brother?"

I thought you were going to lick the wool of heaven.

Chen Luo waved his hand: "I won't sell this amount!"

Ye Dafu was also stunned: "Why?"

"I ask you, does this Yunmu have to recognize the master before leaving the Crystal Demon Realm?"

"Yeah, otherwise you won't be able to get out!"

"That's it! I have a quota for myself and a quota for Xiaoji." Then he thought about it again, "Then sell three, you can help me get it, and I will prepare to pray here."

A look of doubt flashed across Ye Dafu's face, but he nodded without asking the reason: "Don't worry, big brother. I'll sell you five for three places!" After speaking, he ran away.

Chen Luo just turned around at this moment and looked at Ji Zhong who was following him like a shadow: "Xiao Ji, do you want to go to the Crystal Demon Realm with me to grab two pieces of transport wood and come back?"

"I am the guard of the young master, so Xiaoji will go wherever the young master goes." Ji Zhong said seriously.

Chen Luo smiled: "Then you have to work hard and get a little more power of heaven. Otherwise, I can enter some restricted areas, but you will not be able to enter."

Ji Zhong raised his head confidently: "You can't compare to your son, but I'm not bad either."

At this moment, there was an uproar in the entire Star Zhai Square.

Chen Luoxun looked around, and it turned out that it was Bai Qingqing who led 20 demon clans into the Plaza of Zhaixinglou.

There were discussions all over the place.

"Monster?"

"The demon race also came to participate in the prayer ceremony of my human race?"

"No, these are half-demons. With my human blood, they can naturally participate in the blessing ceremony."

"That's also a monster!"

"Brother Tai, the students of Xiazheliu Academy are also half-demon. Can't they participate in the blessing ceremony?"

"Ah... Xiongtai misunderstood, I didn't mean that..."

"Silence!" The Confucian on duty was cold and icy, and the Confucian pressure was released, and the entire Plaza of Zhaixinglou suddenly became quiet.

Leng Hanbing glanced at the direction of the demon clan, Bai Qingqing gave a slight blessing, Leng Hanbing nodded, looked at the square again, and focused on Chen Luo slightly.

After a while, Leng Bingbing spoke again——

"The hour has come, and the prayer poetry meeting will officially begin."

"This poem does not need to be assisted by Hao Ran's righteousness, so there is no need to worry about the poetry being too profound and righteousness."

"The category of prayer poems can express one's aspirations, express one's feelings, and nostalgic the past, but the sky is strong, and the gentleman is self-improvement, and he can't be sad, lonely, and write small feelings without great righteousness. Do you understand?"

All the Confucian students saluted: "This disciple understands."

"Start over there! Formation, get up!"

Immediately, a formation enveloped the entire Xingzhai Square, and the cyan light rose into the sky, and the entire Zhongjing City was clearly visible.

...

Earl's House.

Song Tuizhi frowned slightly as he looked at the receiving and guiding formation soaring into the sky.

"Crystal Demon Realm!"

"Will you let the younger brother go?"

In Song Tuizhi's hand, he held the sunflower beast shares that the senior brother had brought to him: "The senior brother meant to let the junior brother in."

"But he's an unreliable person!"

"You have to listen to what he says!"

Behind him, the black and white bear demon gnawed at the green bamboo in his hand and said, "Are you talking bad about raking your ears?"

Song Tuizhi rolled his eyes: Eat your bamboo!

The black and white bear demon turned around and turned his back to Song Tuizhi: "It's so fierce... let your second sister kill you!"

...

"Don't be sad, don't be lonely, don't write petty feelings without righteousness!" Chen Luo repeated the request in his heart, looking up at the sky, "Positive energy?"

Chen Luo took the pen and thought about it.

"How about "Song of Righteousness"? "Song of Lime" is also possible!"

Just when Chen Luo was about to pick up the pen, several figures suddenly floated up. Chen Luo turned his head to look over and found that it turned out to be the monsters brought by Bai Qingqing.

I saw those half-demons stepping on the blue air one by one and slowly ascending into the sky.

At this time, those Confucian scholars who had already written down, those who were favored were actually only three inches off the ground.

"Bastard!" Seeing this scene, Leng Hanbing frowned, "I actually lost to the demon clan!"

"Don't be in a hurry, the demon clan has long been prepared, so it's not surprising to come up with excellent poems. These students have to study the scriptures and meanings on weekdays, and they will be behind for a while. They will catch up later... You see..."

At this time, a Confucian scholar in the human race vacated from the crowd, Chen Luo glanced at it, oh, acquaintance!

It was the Merry Young Master who did not return!

Wang Bugui's ascent was very fast, and soon surpassed several demon clans, but when he rose to a height of five feet, it slowed down, and there was about a half-zhang gap between the demon clan in the front.

Almost at the same time, another human figure passed by Wang Bugui, only half a position away from the first-ranked demon.

It was Tian Xiangwan, another female scholar who left ink marks on the holy page.

At this time, many Confucian scholars also began to write, but some people fell down just a few inches in the air.

At this moment, Chen Luo heard a burst of complaints.

"No, all the good poems and words have been written by our predecessors, and we are all clichés no matter what we write! I just hate that it was too late!"

"What good poems and words can those monsters have, their history and love are different from our human race, so it's easy to write!"

"It's so difficult to write poems and lyrics now! You can only find some remote allusions to avoid what predecessors wrote, but it's hard to have good poems!"

"I...I don't agree!"

Loud voices poured into Chen Luo's ears from all directions, Chen Luo's heart was complicated, and suddenly, a poem appeared in Chen Luo's heart.

Chen Luo took a deep breath, picked up the pen and started writing!

...

Leng Hanbing's face was ashen as he looked at the few people who were flying towards the top platform. One of the fox clan half-demons was still far ahead, occupying the first position. Behind him, he was always half a position behind. Tian Xiangwan.

After Tian Xiangwan, it wasn't that Wang didn't return, but Fang Xiujie who came later. However, with Leng Bing Da Ru's eyesight, it was natural to see that Fang Xiujie surpassed Tian Xiangwan at most, and still couldn't win over the fox demon.

"Dead wood can't be carved!" Leng Hanbing naturally heard the complaints on the platform, "What is it called good poetry and good words that have been written by others, and they are useless, but blame the predecessors!"

Another great Confucian sighed: "Although they say that they are wrong, it is indeed a fact that the poems of this dynasty have withered!"

"The poet Li Qinglian, the poet Du Zimei, the poet Su Poxian, the poet Lu Fangweng... These people are all people who have been condensed by my human race for thousands of years. This dynasty... eh? By the way, isn't Wan Anbo participating? ?"

The crowd looked attentively in the crowd, and saw that Chen Luo was still on the ground with his feet on the ground, writing hard.

"It's useless!" Leng Hanbing said, "Even if Wan Anbo wrote a wonderful poem, he wouldn't be able to keep up with the people in front of him. He is the first person to take the stage today, and I'm afraid he will fall into the hands of the demon clan."

"What a shame!" Another great Confucian nodded.

"Wait a minute, look, Wan Anbo's poem is a bit weird..."

...

Bai Fei was about to go crazy with joy.

He would actually be the first to log in to the Star Picking Building.

This matter is passed back, even if there is no gain in the crystal demon realm, he will definitely be trained by the demon clan.

"Perhaps, you can also pursue young masters!"

Thinking of that gentle and powerful figure, Bai Fei's heart became hot.

He raised his head, only one step away from the top floor.

hurry up, hurry up...

I want to take the first place!

Just when Bai Fei's hand almost touched the edge of the high platform, a gust of wind suddenly blew...

...

Chen Luo dropped the last word.

In an instant, the paper shines brightly!

A whirlwind rose up on the paper, proudly upward.

In an instant, the whirlwind turned into a hurricane, blowing all the humans and monsters in midair to one side.

Even Bai Fei, Fang Xiujie and Tian Xiangwan, who were already on the high platform, were blown off the high platform in an instant.

All stopped ascending.

Only Chen Luo, with blue clouds rising from the soles of his feet, supported Chen Luo and flew towards the high platform without any delay...

...

"This..." Leng Hanbing's eyes showed joy, "The wind clears the way, and the sky is smooth!"

"The vision of climbing the building! Hahahaha, the value of our class is actually the vision of climbing the building!"

"It's still a double vision! This kid... No, what kind of poem did Wan Anbo write!"

"Don't worry, I'll see you later."

Leng Hanbing suddenly smiled: "The first place is still my human race!"

Just as several great Confucians were talking Chen Luo crossed the crowd and cast his eyes on him.

He crossed the Wangbugui, and the Wangbugui saluted him in midair.

He crossed Tian Xiangwan, who nodded slightly to him.

He passed Fang Xiujie, Fang Xiujie's face was ugly, and he casually cupped his hands.

He passed Bai Fei, Bai Fei's eyes were red, as if Chen Luo stole his life.

Chen Luo raised his foot and landed on the high platform.

Almost at the moment when Chen Luo settled down, golden lights flickered on the ten-zhang giant pillar supporting the high platform, and huge Yawen characters appeared one by one.

"Li Du's Poems of Ten Thousand Words,"

"It's not new so far."

"There are talented people in the country,"

"Each one has been leading the way for hundreds of years."