v5 Chapter 448： Chen Luo can also write bad poems?

After lunch, Lang Kua Kua led Chen Luo out of the three main cities and headed for Siting Mountain. On the way, Chen Luo crushed the jade slip that summoned the third senior brother, but there was no response yet.

Along the way, Chen Luo also saw many human races or monster races dressed as Confucian scholars. It was indeed very lively, but when he came to the foot of the mountain, he saw a Confucian scholar running down the mountain quickly with another Confucian scholar on his back. Shouting: "Whoever has a reassuring pill, please give me one! Whoever has a reassuring pill, please give me one!"

Peace of mind pill, a low-level elixir, has the effect of calming the mind. If Confucian students take one when their thoughts are mixed, it can clear their minds.

"Little friend, your friend's literary heart is shaken. It's probably useless to use the peace of mind pill, but the solid **** pill will be effective!" A monster scribe with horns on his head said while pinching his goatee.

Gushen Pill, a master-level pill, costs at least five or sixty thousand taels of silver.

As soon as this remark came out, the Confucian scholar who was carrying it panicked; "Then whoever has the God-fixing Pill, please lend me one. I can make a written proof, and I will definitely return it."

It's a pity that there are not many Confucian scholars of the human race in the vicinity, and those who can travel thousands of miles to participate in the Jingze Poetry Festival come for rewards, and a few of them will carry such precious pills with them, and the monster race will not make a move , the scene cooled down for a while.

"I...I..." Seeing this, the Confucian scholar took out a bamboo pen from his arms, "Master Realm Cultural Treasure, which contains the three poems of Master Realm war poems, and the power of writing those three war poems can be increased by 30%. I exchange solid Divine pill."

As soon as this remark came out, there were discussions all around, and one of the weasel demons said coldly: "The writing utensils in the master's realm dare to be called Wenbao, who doesn't know that the writing utensils have a limit on the number of times they can be used. How long will it take?"

"I... can write this pen at least nine more times!" the Confucian scholar retorted.

The weasel demon smiled lightly, and didn't speak any more.

Chen Luo frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and flicked Jin Guagua who was sitting on his shoulder watching the excitement, Jin Guagua muttered: "Quack (I don't have such a bad medicine here! But the small package on the back loosened, A snow-white pill flew out.

Jin Guagua stuck out his tongue, rolled up the elixir, immediately ate the snow sugar coating wrapped on it, and then threw it to Chen Luo.

Chen Luo walked up to the Confucian scholar and handed the elixir to the Confucian scholar: "Here, it's important to save people!"

The Confucian scholar took the elixir, quickly sensed it, and his expression changed.

What Jin Guagua gave was indeed Gushen Pill, but all the ingredients of its Gushen Pill were top-notch, so the medicinal effect was overwhelming. But this is not the time to be polite, the Confucian scholar hastily stuffed the elixir into the mouth of his companion, seeing that his companion's face turned red quickly, he was relieved and offered the bamboo pen in his hand.

"My dear friend, I know that this pen is not worth the value of that elixir. Please leave a name, dear dear. I will collect enough money and spiritual objects in the future, and I will return your kindness."

Chen Luo was also polite, took the bamboo pen, turned around and threw it to Jin Guagua. Jin Guagua rolled his eyes: "Quack! (Rewarded!

Chen Luo smiled and handed the bamboo brush to the Confucian scholar again: "You are eager to save your friends, and your righteousness is commendable. This is the reward of Lord Frog."

The Confucian scholar was taken aback, and was about to decline, when he heard Chen Luo ask, "What's going on? Can you write a poem without a soul?"

When the Confucian scholar heard this question, his heart was filled with anger, and he was worried that his benefactor would suffer, so he said quickly: "Dear man, you want to go to Siting? I advise you to change it for another day."

"What's wrong?"

The Confucian scholar said: "There are a few crow spirits in the pavilion, who have been criticizing poems maliciously. Before, they insulted the human race with nonsensical words. My classmates just couldn't stand it. In the end, they wrote the second sentence, and they called it like this."

Jin Guagua twitched her lips: "Quack? Quack! (Can you become so angry after being criticized? Your mind is too fragile.

The Confucian scholar wanted to refute, but saw that it was Engong who said it. He didn't know how to reply for a while, but at this time Lang Kuagua felt that Chen Luo was a good person, and he couldn't bear to let Chen Luo suffer, so he quickly explained: "Young master, you I don’t know, those crow spirits say the worst words, but their innate supernatural powers carry soul attack, as long as you waver a little, your soul will be injured!"

"Otherwise, come back another day. Let's find you a good place to live, and find a few banshees to wait on you, so that you will be comfortable..."

Before Chen Luo could speak, a voice that made people's ears sore suddenly came: "Yes, let's go quickly, any human culture is rubbish."

Chen Luo looked around, and saw three black monsters with wings and crow heads standing above the first pavilion, looking at him provocatively.

"Human boy, do you have the courage to break into the four pavilions?" A crow spirit said, but its eyes were fixed on the pumpkin on Chen Luo's shoulder.

As soon as the three crow monsters spoke, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Chen Luo looked at the three crows and said, "Who are you?"

The leading crow monster said: "We are the Wunan clan, and this is Wunan, this is Wunanqiang, and this is Wunanji."

Chen Luo walked slowly towards the first pavilion: "You three want to comment on my poem?"

Wu Nan laughed the most and said: "Isn't writing poetry just for people to read and comment on? Otherwise, why should people know?"

Wu Anqiang flapped his wings and nodded: "Yes, dare you?"

Wu Nuji also held his neck high: "Or you can say that human culture is rubbish, and the three of us brothers won't comment on your poems, how about it?"

Hearing the words of the three crow spirits, all the human students present were very angry. They all knew that the three crow spirits blamed this young master for saving people and stealing their limelight, but composing poetry is not so easy. This is a random proposition, and there are bound to be various flaws. Hold on, if you are not in a stable mood, you may be injured.

After all, it is in the land of the Yaozu, and it is difficult to persuade or help for a while.

"It would be great if Marquis Chen Wu was here." A human student sighed softly, and the others nodded slightly when they heard the words.

At this time, Chen Luo had already walked to the first pavilion, and the little monster standing in front of the first pavilion, who was in charge of management, looked out of the way and asked, "Do you want to break into the pavilion?"

The children of the human race in the pavilion shook their heads slightly at Chen Luo, but most of the demon race showed the expression on their faces.

"Break!"

Chen Luo answered casually, and the little demon in the demon pavilion clapped his hands, and suddenly a blue light flashed on the stone board in the pavilion, and a poem appeared.

This is Chen Luo's topic this time.

"You will be the top of the mountain, and you will see all the mountains and small ones at a glance."

"Mountain-climbing poems!" Some ethnic students breathed a sigh of relief. Relatively speaking, mountain-climbing poems are relatively easy to do.

Chen Luo pinched his chin and suddenly thought of a question.

The teacher specially reminded him to hide his identity. If he writes a poem temporarily, if he writes an eternal poem, wouldn't it attract attention?

The best one is just right, able to break through the four pavilions without causing too much commotion.

This is to control points!

Just when Chen Luo was thinking about which poem to write, the three crow spirits had already landed behind Chen Luo, and said with a smile, "Can't I write any more?"

"If you can't write, just give up. Save our eyes from being dirty."

"I can tell by the way you look that you can't hold back."

Chen Luo glanced at the three crow spirits behind him with disgust, and suddenly said, "Three, do you dare to make a bet?"

"What bet?" Wu Nuo asked most cautiously.

"If I succeed in entering the four pavilions, you will each be demoted by one level, how about that?"

The three crow spirits were all at the sixth-rank spirit-seeking realm, and they were downgraded by one level, that is, from the sixth-rank to the seventh-rank, and returned directly from the spirit realm to the blood realm.

The three crow spirits hesitated for a moment, and the crow finally asked, "Then what are you betting on?"

"Guagua!" Chen Luo yelled, Jin Guagua yawned, and three pills flew out of the small backpack on his back, exuding majestic monster power.

"Three red blood pills can increase the probability of hitting the fifth-rank realm."

The eyes of the three crow spirits immediately became straight. They were hired here to fight against those who broke into the pavilion, and they only got three demon pills to increase blood qi a day, so naturally they couldn't compare with Chongxue pills. But Wu Nu hesitated the most, and said: "You write a sentence first."

It wanted to see Chen Luo's background.

Chen Luo didn't care about the other party's idea of ​​taking advantage, so he directly picked up a pen and wrote on the pillar of the pavilion: "One up, one up and another up",

This time, the audience was silent for a moment, and then, there was another burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha, that's it, is this a poem?" Wu Nuo pointed at the word and laughed.

"I'm laughing so hard, you're still going up and down! Where are you going! Hahahahaha!" Wu Nu forced a laugh.

Wu Anji even rolled on the ground, kicking his paws: "I bet, I bet, I bet with you!"

At this time, all the human races present sighed slightly, and the monster races showed contemptuous smiles.

Chen Luo ignored them and walked directly towards the second pavilion. The three crow spirits followed naturally, and many curious people also went together.

When Chen Luo came to the second pavilion, he didn't talk nonsense, and wrote the second sentence: "I went up to the mountain."

As soon as the second sentence came out, there was another uproar.

It seems that this kid really can't write poetry.

Wu Nan laughed the most and said: "You are still amazing, we don't know how to judge this rubbish."

"How can I comment? I can only say that the writing is not bad, hahahahaha."

"The human race is in decline! Writing poems is nothing but brains."

The three crows leaned forward and back together with smiles, and even the human race frowned slightly, feeling hot on their face, but Chen Luo didn't care, and looked at the three crows again: "There are still two pavilions, do you think I can break through? "

Wu Anzui said: "If you can break through, I will be dumb from now on!"

Wu Anqiang said: "If you can break through, I will break my wings!"

Wu Anji said: "If you can break through, I will be killed on this pavilion pillar!"

Chen Luo nodded slightly: "If I can't break through, the frog spirit and the baby backpack behind him will belong to you."

Jin Guagua was stunned: (?Д?)

Eat melon and eat yourself?

Jin Guagua quickly hugged Chen Luo's thigh: "Brother, don't make trouble." I can also write your first two sentences, two hundred poems a day.

The three crows glanced at Jin Guagua, their expressions suddenly became serious, and they said in unison, "It's a deal!"

Chen Luo smiled, met with gloating or helpless eyes, and cupped his hands: "Please be a witness."

After finishing speaking, Chen Luo walked towards the third pavilion above.

At this time, the bet between Chen Luo and the three crows had been spread, and everyone's eyes fell on the third pavilion for a while.

Chen Luo walked to the third pavilion, picked up the brush, and before writing, Crow laughed first and said, "I know what he will write next."

Crow Qiang hurriedly said, "What?"

"Let me go up the mountain!" Crowji said, and after finishing speaking, the three crows burst out laughing.

The corners of Chen Luo's mouth raised slightly, and he wrote—

"Raising your head, the sun is red and the clouds are low"!

All voices paused.

A human master nodded: "It's so majestic, the sun is red when you raise your head, even the white clouds are too low, you don't say a high, but every word is high."

Another Yaoru also echoed: "That's right, look back at the first two sentences, one up, one up and another up, and one up to a high mountain, clearly describing the process of climbing a mountain in the most straightforward words."

"What climbing, climbing, walking, and walking, now that I think about it, it's not as good as a word, as if a steep mountain is right in front of me."

"It's just that the courage has reached its peak, so it depends on how to accept the last sentence."

Listening to everyone's discussion, the three crow spirits also became anxious.

"What red sun, what white clouds, where are they, where are they?"

"There is no literary talent at all, piled up with words, it is completely unreadable."

"Seven words, I can't even understand what they are talking about. There are red sun and white clouds for a while. You want to write about mountains. Where are the mountains?"

At this time, Jin Guagua put his heart into his stomach, and hummed softly: "Quack! (It's urgent, they are anxious!

Chen Luo ignored the three crow spirits and walked directly to the fourth pavilion on the top of the mountain, and more and more people followed to watch the excitement.

The mountain was not high, and Chen Luo walked for a quarter of an hour before arriving at the last pavilion. At this moment, the most nervous thing was the three crows.

Chen Luo still picked up the brush steadily, and wrote the last sentence on the pillar of the fourth pavilion——

"Everyone in the Demon Land of Kyushu can see it!"

In an instant, the fourth pavilion blazed brightly, and the first three sentences instantly appeared on the porch pillar where the last sentence was written——

up and up and up,

One up to the mountain.

With your head raised, the sun is red and the clouds are low,

The Kyushu Monster Land can be seen at a glance!

Immediately afterwards, the blue light flickered on the four lines of the poem, and the blue light climbed along the pillars to the top of the pavilion, and the gems on the top of the pavilion immediately shone with dazzling brilliance.

"Breakthrough!" The Confucian scholar who had been sweating for his benefactor suddenly shouted.

"Niwan!" The human master also looked excited, "The beginning of the pen begins with a plain poem, but the last two lines suddenly emerge, giving the whole poem a new look. This is Niwan!"

The faces of the three crow spirits turned pale with fright at the moment, and they were about to fade away slowly while everyone was cheering, when they heard Chen Luo shout again: "Where are the three going?"

Wu Nao turned his head the most, and said viciously: "Boy, we admit it. But don't push yourself too hard, our patriarch is a general under the Great Lord, Wu Nuhei! Do you still dare to deal with us?"

"It's only natural to pay back the debt!" Chen Luo said lightly, disgusted him for so long, and wanted to run away?

The three fifth-rank little demons think too much of themselves.

With a thought in Chen Luo's mind, his shadow was connected to the three crow spirits in an instant, and a figure flew out of the shadow, which was Cui Shanque.

Cui Shanque struck Wu Nuzui's throat with a horizontal palm, Wu Nuzui's throat bone shattered immediately, and a seal landed on his mouth. Immediately afterwards, Cui Shanque turned around, grabbed Wu Nuqiang's wings, twisted back, and heard two "clicks", Wu Nuqiang uttered a miserable cry, and fell to the ground, both wings seemed to fall off average.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Wu Nuji was about to flap his wings and flee, but at this time Cui Shanque had already appeared in front of him, grabbed Wu Nuji by the neck, and threw it viciously at the pillar of the fourth pavilion.

The huge force made Wu Nanji unable to resist at all, only heard a "bang", Wu Nanji's head hit the pillar of the fourth pavilion reinforced by the magic circle, instantly like a bursting watermelon, blood splattered everywhere.

The three crow spirits were instantly killed almost instantly. Everyone saw only one figure, and after that they couldn't see anything clearly.

"Be a witness, they just lost a bet, and I didn't ask for any more interest." Chen Luo bowed his hands to everyone again.

is not that right? Becoming dumb, breaking both wings, crashing to death on the pavilion, these are what the three crow spirits said by themselves.

At this moment, there was a sudden cry of cranes in the sky, and a crane flew towards the fourth pavilion.

Wu Nu, who fell on the ground with his wings broken, vomited blood and smiled and said, "Hahaha, boy, you will die too. The person who came is the chief manager next to the great king. He is my patriarch's eight-worship friend. Kill you, hahahahahaha..."

At this time, all the clans in the pavilion clenched their fists and slowly approached Chen Luo, while the monster clans all looked like they were watching a show.

Chen Luo walked up to Wu Anqiang and said, "If it's against meWhy didn't your patriarch come here in person?"

Wu Nuqiang was taken aback for a moment, at this moment, the crane landed in front of the fourth pavilion, and instantly turned into a little old man in palace robes. Wu Nuji immediately shouted: "Master He, help! I am the eighth generation great-great-grandson of Wu Nuhei, I am so miserable!"

"Noisy!" Master He waved his hand, and a crane feather flew out, directly pinning Wu Nuqiang's mouth, and then he bowed and walked quickly to Chen Luo in small steps, saluted, and shouted: "The servant greets the little ancestor..."

When Wu Nuji and Wu Nuo saw this scene, their blood surged immediately, their eyes went dark, and they passed out unconsciously.

Chen Luo frowned: "Little ancestor? Me?"

The crane demon nodded quickly, knelt on the ground and couldn't get up, said: "It is my little ancestor, the servant came late to welcome you. Little ancestor, please follow me to the palace, the great king is anxiously waiting."

Chen Luo was taken aback for a moment: Could it be that the Lord of the Kingdom is the third senior brother?

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