I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Walking out of the hidden place, what appeared before Chen Luo was a small town made of stones. Various monster races entered and exited under the gate of the town, and occasionally some human races were mixed in.

According to Lao He's introduction, this is a specially refined Magical Item, just to entertain the people who came to the Jingze Poetry Club. Once the Jingze Poetry Club ends, the town will be taken away.

Seeing where Chen Luo appeared, the guards of the town knew that he was an important person who came through the teleportation channel in the palace, and he didn't know which high-ranking official he was, so he hurried forward and saluted: "My lord, I don't know why you came to Stone Town ?”

Chen Luo took out the proof of entering the four pavilions from his pocket: "Come to participate in the Jingze Poetry Club."

The guard wiped his clothes with his hands, took the proof, checked it carefully, and then nodded and said: "Your Honor, please come with me."

Chen Luo nodded, raised his legs and followed the guards into the city, but just entering the city gate, Chen Luo frowned slightly. Mastiff Lingling, who was following Chen Luo, quickly sent a voice transmission: "Master Hou, what's the matter?"

Chen Luo shook his head lightly and said it was all right.

In fact, Chen Luo couldn't tell what it was, he just felt like he was being watched by something after entering the town, and he felt uncomfortable, but thinking about it carefully, maybe it was some kind of surveillance circle from Si Zhuguo, so he didn't let it go too much. on heart.

The guard led Chen Luo all the way to the center of the town, and soon came to a huge school yard. When entering the school grounds, naturally, the little demon in charge of Si Zhuguo stepped forward to meet him and hand over the formalities. Chen Luo looked around the school grounds. There were many monster races on the school grounds. Apart from Monster Qi, some of them could still see a faint sense of righteousness. They were obviously monsters.

However, on the school grounds, there are still many huge stone tablets, and people write and draw on the stone tablets from time to time.

At this time, many monsters looked at Chen Luo, and one monster smiled contemptuously: "Human scholar?"

Bai Ze is a born alien beast. Naturally, it is not born with Monster Qi like ordinary monsters. At this time, Chen Luo has hidden the horn of Bai Ze on his forehead, so it is normal to be mistaken for a human race.

"What a handsome young gentleman of the human race." A banshee with a choppy chest suddenly grabbed Chen Luo's arm, trapped Chen Luo's arm in the "huge encirclement" of its own, and gently whispered into Chen Luo's ear Blowing on the hot air, he said, "Do you want my sister to show you the way?"

Chen Luo pulled his own arm out of the "Abyss of Evil" and said with a smile, "Thank you for your kindness."

The banshee was not angry either, she wiped it from the waist and abdomen, and a petal appeared in her hand, and she stuffed it into Chen Luo's hand: "I'm lonely at night, crush the petal, my sister will come to you."

"Okay, don't cause trouble." The little school demon said, and the banshee glanced at the school ground demon, and said angrily, "Why are you jealous, you are not my girl's food."

After finishing speaking, she winked at Chen Luo again, turned and left.

The schoolyard demon also blushed, and said to Chen Luo: "Don't be fooled, my lord, this is Yang Huayao, this is to trick you into becoming a Human Cauldron."

Chen Luo nodded, and casually handed the petals to the little demon in the school grounds. The little demon in the school grounds was immediately overjoyed, and quickly said, "My lord, there is still space for monument 36, you can try it."

Chen Luo nodded. He told him before the teleportation that the Jingze poetry meeting would be divided into two sessions, the first being the competition for the inscription.

According to legend, this is a method passed down from the human race. Poetry is written on a special stone tablet with the soul as ink. If the poetry is not rich enough, it will be swallowed by other poems, and the author will lose the soul of this Fractionated Divinity. Power. Because it is too dangerous, the human race has already canceled this method.

But the Yaozu are aggressive, so they kept this kind of competition.

According to Lao He, because there are too many people participating in the Jingze Poetry Meeting, only the top ten of each stone tablet will enter the second round. But this one is out of the question.

Of course, there is also a convenient condition here, that is, to find some stone tablets with low competition to write poems and essays, and the little demon in the school field will naturally reciprocate and tell Chen Luo the stone tablet with the lowest competition.

But Chen Luo came here for the sake of fame, so naturally he would not act low-key, so he asked with a smile: "Please tell me, brother, which stone tablet has the highest culture?"

The schoolyard demon was stunned for a moment, and then said after a while: "Except for the ones that have been sealed, the stone tablet No. 16 is the strongest."

"Thank you." Chen Luo nodded and walked towards the sixteenth stele.

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In front of the No. 16 stone tablet, many monster clans have already gathered. There are ten poems on the stone tablet, and there is a faint shadow of a fox behind the number one poem, which is obviously written by the fox clan.

"There is still a stick of incense until the stele will be closed on the 16th." A little demon said, "Qingqiu Fox Kingdom is really full of culture and culture, and the number one Bai Taotao has never been ranked first. .”

Another monster snorted softly: "Qingqiu Fox Country is the closest to the human race, and it's normal to have a prosperous culture."

"No and no." Another monster said, "I heard that there are also voices of opposition in Qingqiu, who think that learning Confucianism is not of much benefit to them. Whether they can get the leader and seal the border this time will be up to them A major test for the Wenhua faction in China."

"Bai Qingqing went out in person, so it should be fine."

Just as the demons were discussing, Chen Luo Shi ran over, passed through the demon group, and picked up the special brush next to the stone tablet.

Chen Luo's move caused an uproar among the monsters. They looked at Chen Luo carefully, and suddenly laughed: "Human race?"

Among them was a race that had good relations with the human race, and said: "This scholar, the inscription on the sixteenth tablet is brilliant, and it is not far from the time when the tablet will be sealed. Let's change to another tablet."

Chen Luo shook his head with a smile, and looked up at the ten poems that had been selected on the stele. After reading them one by one, he nodded slightly: "Well, all of them are well written."

"Nonsense! Except for Chen Luo, what do you human race compare with my monster race. Any poem on this stele is a splendid work if you get it from a human race. If you know yourself, you can change it." Monument."

Chen Luo thought for a while, then shook his head slightly: "Chen Luo, it's just average!"

Hearing the words, all the monsters opened their eyes wide and looked at Chen Luo. At this moment, there was a sudden laughter: "Dear brother, you are so brave."

Everyone looked back, only to see a handsome young man in white, with a fox tail behind him with a hint of pink color, all the monsters saluted one after another: "I have seen Mr. Taotao."

It was Bai Taotao who was number one on the stele.

Bai Taotao walked up to Chen Luo and said, "Your Excellency, dare to say that Chen Luo is like Chen Luo, he is really my confidant. I have read all human poems, and thought that Chen Luo was just a rhetoric. There are no heroes in the age, so that Zhu Zi became famous." .”

"One day, I will go north to fight Chenluo."

Chen Luo nodded earnestly: "Ambition! I also disliked that Chen Luo a long time ago!"

"I have heard for a long time that his reputation as a shameful literati is still loved by all people. All the saints are happy, and he is also praised as the most handsome young man in the adult clan. Shameful!"

Bai Taotao and a paper fan: "Heroes see the same thing!"

Chen Luo raised his head: "Today, I will take this as the first step to let Chen Luo know that he is not really invincible in poetry!"

"Wish to join in this grand event!" Bai Taotao's heart was filled with excitement. In the past, if he said Chen Luo was not good, he would be taught by Sister Qingqing. Today, he finally found a like-minded person.

"I don't know what to call my dear brother?" Bai Taotao said with cupped hands.

"I'm here, Bai Mo!" Chen Luo said loudly.

"It turned out to be Brother Bai Mo, and please ask Brother Bai Mo to start writing. You and I will join hands, first enter Ze, and then enter the human race!"

"it is good!"

Chen Luo picked up the pen, and the power of the soul poured into the pen.

The monsters around looked at Chen Luo and Bai Taotao, and they were all speechless. Why did these two people get excited when they talked?

Although I don't like humans, Chen Luo is really strong!

At this moment, Chen Luo opened his eyes. To be honest, Chen Luo had already thought of a poem, but when he was about to write, he suddenly thought of the third senior brother, the fourth senior brother, the sixth senior sister, and the second Senior sister, as well as the fifth and seventh senior brothers who haven't met yet, and the teacher who has always cared for him.

Even if he wants to hide his name now, people should know that he is from the bamboo forest lineage.

Chen Luo turned the pen in his hand and wrote——

verse after verse,

Thousands of branches save thousands of leaves.

I do not blossom myself,

Avoid bees and butterflies.

After Chen Luo finished writing, the stele was instantly green, attracting the attention of all the monsters.

"Ode to bamboo? This is a poem chanting bamboo!" A demon scholar nodded, "Wenhua's aura is inherently insufficient, but there is a sense of arrogance in the poem, which has raised the level of awe-inspiring righteousness and made Wenhua Qi has also gone up a level!"

"Aren't you blind!" Another demon scholar said, "Where is the spirit of Wenhua lacking? One section after another, it rises step by step, concise and concise, the dynamics of the growth of green bamboo are vivid on the paper, especially the second sentence' "Thousands of branches gather ten thousand leaves" is clearly about a single piece of bamboo, but it expresses the momentum of thousands of troops!"

"That's right! The last two sentences are even more arrogant, quite like the human race's phrase of 'coming out of the mud without staining'."

"In my opinion, it's even rarer than that sentence."

At this time, in front of the No. 16 Monument, all the monsters were extremely quiet. I saw the literary spirit in the poems written by Chen Luo condensed into a phantom green bamboo. The green bamboo started to grow from the bottom of the stone tablet, and soon came to the tenth place. The famous poems were crushed, and the spiritual power that condensed the poems was instantly absorbed by the green bamboo.

Not far away, a monster vomited a mouthful of blood, and looked over viciously. The poem was shattered, absorbed by the soul, and he had already lost the qualification to participate in the second round.

Bai Taotao laughed loudly: "Brother Bai, what a talent for writing! What a talent for writing! I, Bai Taotao, really..." But before he finished speaking, he stopped.

It turned out that the green bamboo didn't stop, but continued to go up, and then smashed the ninth-ranked poem, and also absorbed the power of its soul!

Then the green bamboo still did not stop, just like what is written in the poem: one verse after another, it devoured the eighth, the seventh... the third, the second...

Bai Taotao's complexion was pale: "Brother Bai, let the bamboo stop for a while. We... poof..."

Halfway through the speech, a mouthful of hot blood spewed out. The green bamboo on the stele directly crushed Bai Taotao's poems, and then the whole stele No. 16 didn't have a single poem, only a towering green bamboo!

Chen Luo apologized, and told Bai Taotao with his innocent expression: I really don't know.

It's all about the bamboo, it has nothing to do with me!

"This poem is too arrogant, and I don't want to share it with other poems and prose!" An elderly sheep demon ran out from the rest place, his eyes widened, "Only Stele Poetry, this is a single stele poem! "

"The last single tablet poem..." the sheep demon recalled, "it was written when the King of Zhennan of the Human Race first came to the Southern Wilderness!"

"Swimming in the North Sea with the wind for a few days, returning from the head of the Yangtze River. My heart is full of magnetic needles, and I will not give up unless I guide the direction!"

"Who is it? Who wrote the poem on the single stele! Is it the human race Chen Luo?"

At this moment, a ray of light fell, covering the stele No. 16 and Chen Luo, and at the same time a voice sounded: "No. 16, seal the stele! The selected one, Bai Mo!"

When the voice fell, Chen Luo disappeared in place in an instant...

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