Great Blue Night Watchman

After Lin Su gave a heart-warming discussion, he defeated the thirty-six top elders of White Deer Academy and broke through the discussion barrier in one step. Two people appeared on the Rainbow Bridge.

A person on the left is dressed in white as snow.

There is a person on the right wearing purple clothes like a rainbow.

The two of them stood on the Rainbow Bridge, like flying immortals from heaven, who turned around and landed in the world.

Both of them wore silver masks on their faces, hiding their faces tightly.

Only one pair of eyes is exposed.

As soon as Lin Su's thousand-degree pupils fell, he felt something strange. The eyes of these two people were as lively as spring water and as flawless as the autumn moon. There was no panic or even the necessary caution.

This is somewhat abnormal.

"I, for no apparent reason, want to block Mr. Lin's way!" The man in white on the left spoke, his voice clear and clear, spreading throughout the city through the cultural wall.

"What does Mr. Mo want to do?" Lin Su said.

"The Way of Poetry!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole city was shocked.

The way of poetry finally appeared...

Lin Su challenged White Deer Academy, and the whole city was excited. The most exciting thing was the way of poetry.

Among the literary arts, poetry is the most popular. A good poem is enough to set off the world, and Lin Su's poetry can become popular all over the world with just a few words.

In fact, everyone in the world really wants to know whether Bailu Academy, known as the first academy of Da Cang Wen Dao, can suppress him.

Now it's finally here.

Zhang Haoran and Huo Qi looked at each other: "Inexplicably, is there such a person in White Deer Academy? Why have I never heard of him?"

Naturally, Huo Qi had never heard of it.

No one in the city has heard of it...

He said inexplicably: "The way of poetry is also the way of development. Every mountain is higher than the other. Therefore, I have opened a new word brand and asked Mr. Lin for advice!"

Lin Su's eyes lit up slightly: "Master Mo, please!"

Since the birth of the Ci genre, apart from him, who has opened a bunch of new Ci cards, no one else has opened a new Ci card. Today, it finally appeared, and he was very interested.

The whole city was even more interested.

Opening Ci cards is what most people in the world want to do. This is what helps them break through their bottlenecks. Who doesn't pay attention to it? However, the word card is not as easy as imagined. It involves many factors such as rhythm, rhyme, rhythm, poetry, etc. Blindly opening the word card is useless if the temple does not recognize it.

Lin Su opened and played again and again, opening the ci cards with great joy. Others watched helplessly, not to mention the feeling in his heart. He was convinced because his ci cards were all exquisite, but there was also an element of dissatisfaction. Why do you succeed when you open it the first time, while others are in vain no matter how you open it? Are you still a biological son of the temple?

Now, I finally see someone new opening a ci card. No matter who this new person is, it is better than watching your family named Lin eating alone...

Inexplicably, he stretched out his fingers and wrote in the void...

"On the first level of the sky, there was once a red painting without makeup. The small window was cold deep in the green gauze, and the condensed waves were full of color. The jade fingers were slightly slender, and the curtains were vaguely thin..."

The three golden lights made his mask particularly blurry...

Lin Su's eyes lit up...

As soon as the first paragraph comes out, the fresh brushstrokes and lingering emotions are vivid on the page, which is quite Li Qingzhao's style.

He was impressed, let alone others.

The whole city was shocked. He was treated almost the same as Lin Su when he wrote lyrics in the past.

This is only the first paragraph!

The second part is here...

"In the second heaven, the new fragrance on the mountain complains about the cold snow, the willow silk is silky in the wind and fog, the slanting shadow of the jade screen is soft and dark, and I can't bear to say goodbye.

In the third sky, peach blossoms are falling on new clothes, the spring river is drunk and composing old poems, the jade pot is clear and shallow, the pond dreams and clouds are returning, and the thrush is low in the misty rain. In the fourth heaven, I have not yet fallen asleep in the mandarin duck tent. The flowers and rivers have been longing for farewell for many years. The rulers and elements reincarnate, fish and dragons fly around, and I dream of reaching the south of the sky. "

The golden light suddenly disappeared and turned into five colors!

Colorful lights filled the sky and earth, and everyone held their breath!

Colorful words!

Win the lottery with the newly opened word card!

Oh my gosh, there’s also a young genius from White Deer Academy!

The four talented women in Xishan, no, now there is a green one, they are the five talented women. The five talented women looked at each other, and they all saw surprise and nervousness in each other's eyes...

Lin Su's challenge to White Deer Academy has exceeded their knowledge many times.

They thought that White Deer Academy would not be able to solve arithmetic problems, but they succeeded in the first level.

They think that White Deer Academy's poetry skills are definitely not as good as their husband-in-law... Oh, no, the husband-in-law in green, but now this young man named inexplicable, has opened a new word card, and has won the prize before finishing the poem. Lin Su is almost on par!

A legendary genius turns out to be born, and faces the legendary Lin Da who is already famous all over the world. What kind of literary legend will he interpret?

The whole city instantly reached a climax...

The inexplicable words are not finished yet, the next five paragraphs are finished in one stroke...

"In the fifth heaven, my heart is full of obsessions in my dreams. My clothes are wet with rain at night in Wushan. Outside the golden window, I am in the mist. In the depths of the dawn cold, I dare not ask about my return date. In the sixth heaven, it is already cool in autumn. I am afraid of the full moon. The spring breeze does not cross Lao Shaoguan. The incense burner The paper is thin, the tea in the red pot is cold, and it is hard to beat the coldness of the fifth night. The seventh heaven, at night, I send a message to tell my farewell, the rising moon of Nanjiang covers the east bed, three thousand miles away, thousands of lovesickness, with the moon, the West Fang. The eighth heaven, the third autumn tea In the smoke at midnight, my beloved returns home hand in hand with others. The mountains are far away. I can see my clothes flying in the distance. I am so drunk that my eyebrows are gone. In the ninth heaven, life is like a boat sailing on water. Naturally, I am deep in spring sleep in my boudoir. The years are passing easily. I rarely see a blade of grass. I sigh for the old days. Allow."

The last word is written, and the colorful light fills the world!

The whole city was in an uproar!

"New Ci brand, colorful Ci chapter!" Zhang Haoran said: "Apart from him, another poetry genius in Da Cang is officially born!"

His voice was so excited.

Even if this person is Lin Su's opponent at the moment, it doesn't seem to be important in front of Wen Dao's true love. The important thing is that another star rises in the sky!

Huo Qiye said: "In the past thousand years, there have been less than three hundred people who have written colorful poems, right? We have witnessed history today."

Beside Zhang Juzheng, Qu Wendong's eyes flashed: "Brother Juzheng, inexplicable... is this name true or false?"

Zhang Juzheng turned slightly sideways: "You care whether he is real or not, but I care whether he is from White Deer Academy or not!"

Qu Wendong suddenly turned sideways and stared at Zhang Juzheng, with a horrified expression on his face...

On the Rainbow Bridge, Lin Su slowly raised his gaze, and there was light in his eyes: "Good words! What kind of word card is Mr. Mo's word?"

"The name of the word brand is "Nine Heavens"! It was created by me!" He said inexplicably: "Master Lin, you might as well surpass it!"

As soon as his voice fell, the nine paragraphs of poems changed unpredictably in the air, and suddenly they were layered one on top of another, forming nine steps at his feet. In an instant, he was high up, straight up to the sky, and Lin Su became a little ant under his feet.

Lin Su raised his head high and said: "What a great song for "Nine Heavens", I will answer your song with "Nine Zhangji"!"

Pick up the pen and write in the void...

"A machine is used to pick mulberry trees and try on spring clothes on the street. The wind is sunny and the sun is warm and languid. On the peach blossom branches, the orioles are singing, refusing to let people go home.

With two machines, pedestrians immediately reacted with delay. I can't bear to pay lightly. He looked back and smiled, returning among the flowers, just for fear of being known by the flowers. Three machines with a playing flower in the center. Delicate red, tender green and bright spring. You must break it off early, and don’t wait too long for a beautiful branch. With four machines, the mandarin ducks are ready to fly together. It's a pity that the old man is graying before he is old, the green grass is green in the spring waves, and deep in the cold dawn, he is bathed in red clothes. Five machines, the secret of love and the period of cleverness. On the albizia tree, the branches are connected, and under the double-headed flower, at the same center, there is a pair of transformed children. There are six machines, and Lin Lang's poems are woven with horizontal patterns. No one understands the central sentence. No words of sorrow, no words of haggard, just longing for each other. The seven machines are all tricks. There are even two butterflies among the flowers. The shuttle stopped for a while, and I watched alone in the shadow of the window for a long time. With eight machines, Yuanyang weaving hesitated again. I'm just afraid of being lightly cropped. We are separated in two places. After a separation and hatred, there is no plan to stay together again. Nine machines, double flowers, double leaves and double branches. Since ancient times, there have been many farewells. From beginning to end, tie your heart through a thread. "

As soon as the pen was written down, the colorful rays of light appeared, and the layers under Lin Su's feet also formed nine steps. In the blink of an eye, he went up through the air and stood at the same height again inexplicably.

Everyone in the city went crazy...

The inexplicable poem "Nine Heavens" is a new poem with an unprecedented number of words, reaching an insane 270 words, which is longer than Lin Su's previous longest poem "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night". And the words are colorful. Every word is precious.

Such words are difficult to achieve in a lifetime.

As for Lin Su, in the blink of an eye, a song "Nine Zhang Ji" came out of the sky. The same words were pearls, the same colorful words, the same 270 words, and the format was exactly the same as "Nine Heavens".

What kind of talent is this?

In the Hanlin Academy, an old Hanlin sighed: "No matter who wins or loses in this battle, they have already bloomed their most beautiful flower of literature!"

"Yes, yes, a competition, two long colorful poems, where in the world can they be seen? There are also good stories about literature and morality! There are great stories about literature and morality!"

An old man who was looking at the literary wall from a distance slowly turned back: "Now do you believe that not allowing him to be granted the title of bachelor of the Hanlin Academy is the biggest mistake the Hanlin Academy has ever made?"

He is Chen Geng, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy. He has been out of seclusion for a month. His complexion is more haggard than when he came out of seclusion.

…

Outside the Rainbow Bridge, the city was filled with madness.

On the Rainbow Bridge, the two faced each other, but they remained as calm as ever...

Inexplicably, he said lightly: "Master Lin is indeed an amazing talent. In just a short time, he wrote a song called "Nine Zhang Ji" according to the rules of "Nine Heavens". If you and I were drinking tea and chatting at this moment, it would be extremely comfortable. However, You and I are having a debate right now!"

"yes!"

"Then the question is, two poems, the same meter, the same grade, you and I are arguing, who is higher and who is lower?"

The whole city was shocked at the same time...

Zhang Haoran's heart suddenly sank...

The hearts of the five girls in Xishan also sank to the bottom at the same time...

Just now, everyone was obsessed with the exquisiteness of the words and poems, and was fascinated by the charm of literature. They all ignored one problem, that is, they were debating!

Lin Su challenges White Deer Academy. If he succeeds, it will create a new situation, and his situation in the capital will be opened up. If he fails, the consequences will be extremely serious. His literary name will suffer a heavy setback, and he will wear a The label of self-importance has become a joke in the world, and he will have no place in the capital.

In terms of the argument alone, he lost!

Why?

Because "Nine Zhangji" is imitated from "Nine Heavens".

Inexplicable created a new Ci Pai, and he only co-wrote one song in this new Ci Pai. In terms of literary contribution, he is obviously not as good as Mo Mi.

Lin Su smiled: "A debate? No! It was not a debate just now."

"Isn't it a polemic?" He smiled inexplicably and contemptuously: "Maybe Mr. Lin is accustomed to the role of the winner in poetry, and whenever he encounters a situation where he doesn't win, he plans to cheat?"

As soon as these words came out, they were extremely lethal, and everyone in the city felt the same way...

Literary people value their literary reputation, and cheating when they lose is a disgrace to anyone.

Lin Sudao: "I just used "Nine Zhangji" to tell you that your "Nine Heavens" still has some flaws and there is room for improvement."

The hearts of people all over the city were beating...

Do you want to be so cruel?

When facing the founder of Cipai, just say that his Cipai is not good!

What's your name for doing this?

Dig up people’s ancestral graves!

Even the five girls in Xishan suddenly felt that their own family...oh, no, the husband of the Luyi family had gone too far. Is it easy for someone to open a word card? Here you go...

Inexplicably, the fire in my heart rose to the sky. If it was just a literary game just now, now it has risen to a life and death battle. The Cipai Temple I founded has all recognized it, but you don't! Holy shit! That’s not how things work, that’s not how people do it…

"The creation of Ci Pai has its own rules. It doesn't matter what the name is. What's important is that your poems need to be in the same line. It's really reluctant for you to force the first, second, and ninth heavens into the whole poem... …”

My heart suddenly shook for no reason...

Forced integration!

yes!

This is the biggest flaw of this poem. Not many people can see this flaw, but the people in front of me can.

And he corrected it too!

His "Nine Zhang Machines" corrected "Nine Heavens".

One loom, two looms, and finally nine looms, they look no different from Jiuzhongtian, but in fact they are very different. The nine looms he mentioned are "looms", and the weavers he mentioned in his poems are also the same. .

As for myself, what are the first to ninth heavens? It is a very illusory concept and has no direct correlation with the meaning of the word...

His back was sweating, but in front of so many people, how could he admit defeat?

Inexplicably, he took a deep breath: "Young Master Lin, you need to know that literature is like the ocean, and the right path is to embrace everything. How can there be absolute right or wrong? Mr. Lin is the only one who respects literature and leaves no room for things. He is not afraid of strong winds and waves that will sweep you up in the waves. It’s hard to save even an inch of bones?”

As soon as these words came out, all the high-ranking officials in the city almost applauded.

Inexplicably speaking out their common thoughts.

Lin Su looked up to the sky and smiled: "No matter how heavy the waves are, I am just walking in the pavilion! A new poem "Ding Feng Bo" is given to you!"

His hand suddenly rose, and the Weiyang pen appeared in his palm...

Written in emptiness...

"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not whistling and walking slowly. The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid? You can live your whole life in the misty rain.

The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine. "

Stop writing!

Green light rises, and green lotuses fall from the sky. The green lotuses are like rain and mist, and there is a misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River below.

Lin Su stood in the mist and rain, letting the wind and rain blow, his hair flying, facing thousands of people, and wrote in words his strongest answer to the stormy waves: Who is afraid? You can live your whole life in mist and rain!

An earth-shattering shout rang out from an alleyway in the city: "Legendary Ci!"

The whole city exploded...

Another legendary poem is born!

Moreover, as soon as the writing of this poem stopped, Qinglian appeared. Obviously, for the judges of the temple, this poem did not need to be considered at all. As long as it was born, it was Qingci!

Just because of the open-mindedness of the words, just because of the strangeness of the words, just because of the unparalleled ancientness of this poem!

Such words are unparalleled in the world!