Literati Sanctification

Chapter 18 The Vision of Heaven and Earth
"Living at the Sun and Saving at the Moon"

Seeing that Heng Xiulin gave up the original poem in his hand, Qiu Yangxi was immediately overjoyed. According to what Ji Bo just said to himself, this person is quite fond of poems about peach blossoms because of the stimulation of the water. ability.

Therefore, as long as he can be restrained and not allowed to write poems like peach blossoms, I believe he has no other way to write other original poems. Without original poems, Heng Xiulin's literary spirit is polluted , How can you write poems with literary spirit?

Thinking of this, Qiu Yangxi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile. Although Heng Xiulin's character is not very good, he still has some ability in writing lyrics.

When he thought that the other party could write literary poems at will, he couldn't help feeling a little jealous in his heart. Being able to write literary poems by himself, this person was admired wherever he went.

If this kind of talent is placed on him, countless women will fall in love with him.

Qiu Yangxi felt a little jealous in his heart, but thinking that after today, Heng Xiulin's reputation would be ruined here, he suddenly felt very refreshed, so what if his talent is high?Anyway, this guy, no one will think highly of him in the future.

A woman who died for him was so easily forgotten. If this news got out, no one would be willing to be with him!

"Qiu Yangxi's poems are getting better and better as they are written. There is another breakthrough in the style of writing. I think it will not take long before they can break through to a height of four inches?"

"Well, looking at this trend, it won't be long before we can break through, break through the four-inch literary spirit, and then be able to be called a talented person."

"Yeah, by then in our Heshui City, he will be quite a person."

Everyone looked at Qiu Yangxi's soaring literary spirit, and immediately nodded again and again. Some people even showed envy in their eyes. To be honest, Qiu Yangxi was able to break through to four inches of literary spirit at such an age. , How good his qualifications are.

Actually speaking, his aptitude is only average, and the reason why he can quickly reach the stage of Wenqi everywhere is just because his family is rich, so some precious medicinal materials are constantly added, so he can upgrade so quickly. .

Otherwise, among the many people present, none of them had a higher literary spirit than him before, but later, they were all overtaken by him. Thinking of this, everyone can only sigh that fate is unfair.

"What's the matter with that kid? You can't write poems with literary style."

"Otherwise, except for the poems containing peach blossoms, he would not be able to write other original poems. The water cloud protected him on it, allowing him to write poems with literary spirit. It turned out that he was lucky, here he is He is ungrateful, he came here to have fun just after he entered the earth."

"When I was in the academy, I watched him write poems. As a result, I didn't see him write poems with literary spirit for a whole day. Also, how could he be able to write poems if the Palace of Literature was polluted? Come out with literary poems."

Everyone turned their heads to look at Heng Xiulin, and saw that there was still no word written on the white paper in front of Heng Xiulin, which seemed empty. Seeing this, everyone naturally sneered, thinking in their hearts that this was Heng Xiulin. Lin couldn't write poems with literary spirit, so he simply stopped writing.

The few pity on the side looked at Heng Xiulin nervously at this moment. For some reason, they suddenly wanted Heng Xiulin to win this literary battle.

Maybe it's because, in their hearts, they don't believe that Heng Xiulin is that kind of ungrateful person.

And just when everyone was about to turn their heads and stop looking at Heng Xiulin, Heng Xiulin moved at that moment, lifted his pen slightly, and the words appeared.

"After the dream, the tower is locked high, and the curtain is lowered when the wine wakes up."

As the words and sentences appeared, a golden light flashed in front of Heng Xiulin, and then two inches of literary energy rose up. Everyone was stunned for a moment when they saw this, and then their eyes widened suddenly.

"Golden light is shining, is this an original poem? How much talent does this guy have to write another poem with literary spirit!"

"As soon as the poems are published, there are two inches of literary energy. If all this is written, how many inches of literary energy should there be?"

"Damn it, doesn't it mean that as long as he is not allowed to write poems like peach blossoms, he can't write them? What's going on now?"

Seeing that Heng Xiulin actually wrote a poem with literary style, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then various reactions appeared among them.

Originally thought that as long as Heng Xiulin was cut off from writing poems like peach blossoms, then Heng Xiulin would not be able to write literary poems. How did he know that this prohibition seemed to have no effect at all.

Immediately, Qiu Yangxi stared straight at Jibo with murderous eyes, wanting him to give him an explanation.

When Jibo saw this, he broke out in a cold sweat. The ghost knows why this guy can write other poems. In the past, some literati, because of their own situation, were able to inspire some of their own inspiration, and then wrote those poems. .

As for Heng Xiulin, because of his water beauty, it is normal for him to write some poems about peach blossoms, but he never thought that he could write other poems?

"Don't worry, although at the beginning, you can write original poems with literary spirit, but if you can't write later, then the previous poems will also be destroyed."

Ji Bo wiped off his cold sweat, and then said to Qiu Yangxi, he had to be nervous, Qiu Yangxi's family was very powerful, if he lost face today, Heng Xiulin would definitely not be able to run away, but he, who was Even if he vents his anger, he will definitely not get better.

Thinking of this, Jibo became very nervous immediately, and couldn't help but pray in his heart, Heng Xiulin must not write literary poems, otherwise, Qiu Yangxi will lose this game.

No matter what their reaction was, the pitiful people on the side were all looking forward to it at this moment. The few verses just now revealed a sense of loneliness, which made them look forward to what the following verses would be like.

"Last year, the spring hate came late, the flowers fell and the people were independent, and the swifts flew together."

boom! ! !
As soon as the poem was finished, a wave of literary energy rose up, and then the weather was somewhat gloomy, and at this time, it began to rain mistyly, and swallows, as if it was just in time for the occasion, were flying around around the Moon Chuiyue Building.

The faces of the people turned pale at this moment, and the poem became a vision that moved the heavens and the earth. This kind of poem has already reached the point of being handed down to the world!Look at the swallows, they are all involuntarily flying there, echoing the poems.

Even in the sky, at this time, it is raining in spring, but how can people like them compare to any poems that can arouse the visions of heaven and earth?
At this moment, some people were very grateful that they were not competing with Heng Xiulin, otherwise, their reputation in the future would be ruined.

When a poem handed down from generation to generation appears, it is conceivable that this poem will definitely spread, and at that time, those who read this poem will inevitably say something.

This poem actually appeared because of a coincidence, because that so-and-so in Heshui City saw that he was about to lose in the literary battle, so he asked Heng Xiulin to stop directly and not write poems containing peach blossoms, so this poem appeared.

Look, if this matter gets out, it will really ruin your reputation!Thinking of this happening, everyone felt a shudder. Fame, they are using their lives to maintain it. If this thing is gone, then their life will be meaningless.

The pitiful people on the side also looked at Heng Xiulin in amazement at this moment. They never thought that Heng Xiulin's poem could actually stir up the visions of the heaven and the earth, causing spring rain to fall from the sky!
A poem handed down from generation to generation!Naturally, they also have appreciation for verses. Seeing that Heng Xiulin was able to write verses that are handed down from generation to generation, they immediately looked at Heng Xiulin with incomparable admiration, and kept stirring them with their slender hands.

(End of this chapter)