My master knows everything

Chapter 96

"Junior Brother Feng, I think what you said is wrong." Chao Zizai said in a low voice, "Poetry and poetry are all in the same line of literature and Taoism. It is not smart to force them apart! This is like a weak chicken in the way of kendo, who will discuss what to practice. The sword is still the same as practicing Qi. The real strong should look at the whole body, and poetry, song and Fu are one body."

After Feng Lianxin had taught Chao Zizai a lesson, he was proud of himself, but he didn't expect to be taught a lesson by a person from Qixing Peak, and what he said was somewhat irrefutable.

How can this work?Feng Lianxin knew he couldn't lose face with He Xiaofu, and at the same time couldn't let Qixingfeng get the quota, so he simply sneered: "Junior Brother Chao, what you said is right. But before a person can leave, you want to Running and wanting to fly is absolutely impossible. Only fools would do that. Poetry, poetry, song and fu are originally one, but you don’t have a clear understanding of poetry, so you want to chase after words? Chase after fu?”

Speaking of this, Feng Lianxin regained his confidence again, and said with a folding fan in his hand, "Junior Brother Chao, your idea is good, but you don't understand literary skills at all, and what you just said is just a castle in the air. It can even be said to be a fool's dream. We are all of the same clan, I will not laugh at you when you say this, if you go out and talk nonsense, others will think that there is no one in my Baifeng sect, and they are all fools."

After the lecture was over, Feng Lianxin couldn't help looking at He Xiaofu again.

As the leader of the team, He Xiaofu secretly felt that this Feng Lianxin was really good. Have you lost the courage to take the test?It would be nice to be with this Confucian scholar.

Chao Zizai was not good at Confucianism and Taoism at all, and he was robbed of his whiteness after being taught a lesson, and his face was as blue as a pig's liver. If it wasn't for his lack of cultivation, he was already planning to beat people up!I was being pushed to come to the assessment, you just say I can't do it!Why are you so sarcastic at me?
"Old Chao, don't talk to him, just follow my instructions!" Cao Zhen quickly whispered, "You just say, Caibi! Today I will let you know what it means to be a family of poetry."

When Chao Zizai heard Cao Zhen's words, he felt that his old friend had become swollen since he won the battle against Xingyao Peak and returned from a trip to Qianlong Temple!Think you know everything?Although it is really difficult to become the Daotai Dzogchen of the ten visions, it does not mean that you are good at it, and Wen Dao is fine!

"Hurry up!" Cao Zhen urged again, "If you are ashamed, I will give you 1 taels of Lingshi."

"Feng Lianxin, you're a badass! Today I'll let you know what poetry is for one family!" Chao Zizai heard the 1 taels of Lingshi, and couldn't care about anything else. He just prayed that the other party would insult him quickly. , so that you can get 1 taels of Lingshi.

Feng Lianxin originally had a relaxed expression on his face, but he didn't expect to be so angry, so he immediately lowered his face and said, "Chao..."

"Looking at Jieshi to the east to see the Canghai, how smooth the water is..." Cao Zhen quickly chose a song from his own family to watch the Canghai and gave it to Chao Zizai.

Chao Zizai didn't understand what it was at all, but just repeated Cao Zhen's sound transmission into secret.

Feng Lianxin was originally angry, but after Chao Zizai threw out the first sentence of Guan Canghai, his expression changed on the spot. Although the others standing behind him did not practice literary skills, whether a poem is good or bad It can still be distinguished!

On the top of the Seven Stars Peak, a man like an iron tower recited a majestic verse in a loud voice, and many people with literary talents burst into hairs when they heard it.

He Xiaofu liked poetry at first, and when she heard Chao Zizai's poems, she looked at this man like an iron tower with dazed eyes. She had never heard such wonderful poems, that kind of heroic spirit and heroic feelings filled her heart. in every word.

Feng Lianxin even had the urge to kneel down, he didn't even have time to feel the humiliation of being slapped in the face by pretending to be forceful, and his mind was full of the urge to kneel down and kowtow to the other party.

This... such a poem, I have never heard of it before!If I comprehend such a poem by myself and cooperate with my own poetry skills, I am afraid that my cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds, right?

Chao Zizai didn't understand poetry at all, and after reading the poems with Cao Zhen in one breath, he felt very uneasy.

Especially seeing the other party's collective silence, I feel more and more unfounded in my heart, suspecting that this is a mess.

"How about...?" Chao Zi asked with a guilty conscience.

When Feng Lianxin heard this question, he had a different feeling. The other party's "how" in a very low voice was full of indifference!After reciting such majestic and heroic lines, the words he spoke were actually so calm.

What kind of confidence is this?What kind of contempt is this!

"Old Cao, can you do it! They don't answer!" Chao Zizai anxiously asked Cao Zhen through voice transmission, "Do you know any other poems? Change one?"

Cao Zhen didn't expect that after Chao Zizai finished reading, the other party would not respond at all, it shouldn't be!This is Cao Mengde's view of the sea!Our old Cao's family, the top poems of our ancestors!
never mind!Just read the words!Cao Zhen hurriedly said in secret voice transmission: "Tell him that you are not particularly strong in poetry, and you are still good at words."

Chao Zizai felt that he was on a pirate ship, and now it was impossible to get off the pirate ship, so he could only bite the bullet and say cheekily: "My poetry is not what I am best at..."

Feng Lian sneered in confidence, blow!You keep blowing!Not good at poetry?If your poem says that you are not good at poetry, then my poems are not even as good as children's songs?What kind of poetry do I still practice here?I'm going to repair the stupid way!
"Burning with anger, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain. Looking up, looking up to the sky and screaming, with a strong heart. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of road clouds and moons. Don't wait for nothing, the boy's head is white, empty sadness..."

With the song "Man Jianghong", even Chao Zizai, who has no culture, felt the unspeakable heroic grief and anger at this moment.

In He Xiaofu's eyes, at this moment, only admiration was left. She felt that her biggest gain from being the leader of the assessment team this time was not that she could exchange the quota for some spirit stones, but that she had found what she had been looking for all these years. that person.

Maybe the cultivation level of the person in front of him is not good, it is because he has gone on the wrong path of cultivation!This person's understanding of Wen Dao is probably no one in the entire Baifeng Sect can match!If he revises the way of writing, his future will be limitless!

Feng Lianxin echoed "Manjianghong" over and over again in his mind. Compared with the words that hurt the spring and autumn, and the love and love that he studied in his daily life, this is the real word!Inexhaustible heroism, endless heroism!
"Man Jianghong" reverberated in Feng Lianxin's mind for a long time, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, like the sound of awakening the world...

(End of this chapter)