Learn a magical skill every year, and start with Xiao Li Fei Dao

Chapter 38

If we hadn't known that Su Bianyi was a madman, everyone would have thought he was crazy.

"Where is my hometown at dusk? The misty river makes me sad."

Write here.

A poem "Yellow Crane Tower" is vividly written on the paper.

Although the words are not very good, they are like the graffiti of a three-year-old child.

But this content.

Everyone on the scene was shocked.

Seeing Xiao Ping'an stopped writing.

The Seventh Princess read the last two sentences.

Then, she looked at Ping'an with a complicated face.

Don't look at me like this, I'm afraid you will fall in love with me.

Feeling the gaze of the Seventh Princess, Xiao Ping'an couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

…

“Ah, what a good sentence, especially the last sentence, it’s the finishing touch, it’s really the finishing touch.

As night falls, I look into the distance from the top of the Yellow Crane Tower.

I miss my hometown.

I climbed the tower alone, and I saw a hazy mist.

It gives people a deep sense of melancholy.

This is a great poem about missing my hometown.”

“The whole poem seems to be about the Yellow Crane Tower, describing the scenery in front of it. The whole poem is written in one breath. It is a natural and elegant poem, magnificent and graceful. Although it is not harmonious, the syllables are clear and not awkward. It seems to be written in one go. It is really the best work in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad. "

"I dare say that among all the works of the past dynasties, this poem should be the best seven-character regulated verse in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad. Even if the rhythm is not harmonious, it does not affect the top quality of this poem at all. "

Su Bianyi admired and sighed.

"This is probably a good poem that I will never be able to write in my life."

...

"Is it really that good?"

"Yes."

"I think it is mediocre."

"I can do it too."

"..."

Just when everyone thought that Su Bianyi was praising this poem too much.

There was a loud bang.

The thunder shook the sky.

The sky was clear just now, but suddenly it became dark.

Looking at the great changes in the world.

A group of people looked puzzled. What happened?

Could it be...

Zhang Jian and others looked very unhappy.

Why is this scene so familiar? ?

Su Bianyi shouted excitedly: "Hahaha, this is the recognition of heaven and earth, this is the recognition of heaven and earth.

According to legend, when someone makes a peerless poem that makes heaven and earth amazed, there will be a strange phenomenon like this, and the literary spirit will roll in.

It can be seen.

I am not deliberately bragging.

But this young friend's poem is admired by even heaven."

"Damn it."

"No way."

"Again."

Hao Tong, Zhang Jian, and Ye Wudao all twisted their facial features.

No...

Snowflakes are fluttering, the north wind is blowing, and there is a vast expanse...

If there is a background music for the psychological activities of the three people at this moment, it must be the interlude of "A Cut Plum".

This is a nightmare.

It must be...

The three are about to cry.

Why is the heaven so unfair that it must recognize a "waste".

Boom.

A silver-white lightning suddenly exploded, resounding through the world, illuminating the night with snow-white and bright.

Boom.

Crash.

A large amount of purple light turned into a dragon of more than 20 feet in length and came fiercely.

"Purple air comes from the east, this is literary air, wow, so much literary air."

Su Bianyi showed a look of surprise.

Although he also wrote several poems that could be recognized by heaven and earth.

However, there has never been a poem with so much literary air as this one.

Am I not as good as him? ? ? ? ?

Su Bianyi looked at Xiao Ping'an in some shock.

...

At the same time.

Da Qi, Wu Zhou, Zhao Song, Lan Zhao...

The statues of the various philosophers in the literary temples of various countries shook violently again.

From the mouths of the scholars, all of them recited this poem: "The ancients have gone on the yellow crane, and only the Yellow Crane Tower remains here... Where is my hometown at dusk... The misty mountains and rivers make people sad... Daqian... Xiao Ping'an... Good... Good... Good..."

The strong men of various countries noticed this situation.

People are numb.

Why is Fei Si?

Come again? ? ? ?

It just passed, not a few days ago? ? ?

Xinglinyuan.

The teacher who was reading raised his head and smiled slightly.

"Writing a new poem again, this kid..."

The teacher shook his head and did not go to Xiao Ping'an again this time. After all, young people can't stand being praised. If they are praised too much, they will be proud.

So.

This time, the teacher will not join in the fun.

Lest it cause trouble for Xiao Ping'an~

...

Outside the Yellow Crane Tower.

Thunder and lightning.

Wind and rain are howling.

Rumble.

Crash.

Boom.

Crash.

A thick purple cloud, almostCovering the entire sky above the Yellow Crane Tower.

Fortunately, there was an experience before.

This time.

Xiao Pingan's response seemed much calmer.

"Come on, Pikachu..."

He stretched out his hand.

Suddenly, his whole body was wrapped in purple air.

The momentum on his body slowly climbed up.

Damn it.

It's another purple air initiation.

Before, I saw Xiao Pingan's purple air initiation.

I was numb.

Come again?

Too much trouble?

Do you have to be so outstanding?

Give us some way to live.

The cultural energy of this world is limited. There is only so much in total. If you absorb it, others can't absorb it.

It's like a saint.

If you become a saint, others will have no chance.

It looks like a whale sucking water.

Xiao Pingan sucking cultural energy crazily.

Hao Tong wanted to rush up and kill this kid immediately and take his place.

Damn, if he had so much Wen Qi, he could immediately break through to the peak of the early stage of the fourth rank of Confucian scholar.

Damn, he can't continue to absorb it.

Otherwise, he will raise a big enemy.

Hao Tong's eyes flashed coldly.

Reached out his hand.

Suddenly.

A fist-sized thunder ball.

Condensed on his palm.

Exuding a terrifying power.

Xiao Ping'an, I want you to die.

A ferocious look appeared on Hao Tong's face.

Step forward.

Just when he was about to take action.

A figure flashed.

Su Yibian appeared in front of him.

Looking at Hao Tong.

He said with a smile: "What do you want to do?"

Of course, he took advantage of Xiao Ping'an's receiving Wen Qi initiation and attacked him.

Even if he couldn't kill him.

He could also make his Wen Qi accept failure and seriously injure his vitality.

"Please move aside, Mr. Su."

Hao Tong said in a cold tone.

Although Su Bianyi is the most talented person in Daqian, Hao Tong does not care much about him.

Su Bianyi was born in a small family and his background can be ignored.

Moreover, this guy has a straight character and offends many colleagues as an official.

In the medical field, he also offended many scholars.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he has no friends.

And what about Hao Tong!

His grandfather is the prime minister of the dynasty.

With the blessing of national destiny.

In this capital city, he is a ninth-rank scholar.

Although his grandfather Hao Niu's real cultivation is the eighth rank.

However, as long as he is an official, he can rise to a higher realm under the blessing of national destiny.

In addition, he has the blessing of official luck.

Therefore, even if Hao Tong's grandfather is only an eighth-rank primary-level peak scholar, he can also display the strength of a ninth-rank scholar in the late peak in this capital city.

And Su Yibian's cultivation is the seventh rank.

Last year.

Because he was involved in the "Empty Seal Case", he was demoted to a commoner by Emperor Wu.

So, without an official position, he also lost the blessing of national destiny.

If a battle happens.

The combat power that Su Yibian can burst out now is only the seventh rank.

To give you face, I will call you Mr. Su.

If I don't give you face, I will call you Suzi.

...

"What if I don't let you?"

"Mr. Su, do you want to be an enemy of my Hao family?"

Hao Tong said coldly.

"Hao Tong, stop it, there are Xiao Pings outside... Ahem... I tell you, as a scholar, if you let jealousy taint your literary mind, you are destined not to achieve great success.

In the future, if you break through. There will be demons in your heart, and there is a risk of going astray."

Since you know he is an enemy, don't take action when he is weak.

When will you wait.

Hao Tong didn't listen to the advice at all.

He knows very well.

If one day, let Xiao Pingan, this enemy, grow up.

At that time.

Not only will he die.

The Hao family will also be destroyed.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you, and Xiao Pingan is Wengen.

It will become my biggest demon in the future.

"Mr. Su, I have one last word, get out of the way."

Hao Tong said in a cold tone.

As a grandson who has been trained by his grandfather since childhood.

He is not stupid, but very smart.

He knows not to give the enemy a chance to grow.

All dangers must be strangled in the cradle.

This is the truth that his grandfather, the current prime minister Hao Niu, taught him since he was a child.

"Hao Tong, you are a promising young man, don't be arrogant..."

Su Yibian continued to persuade, but before he finished speaking, he was directly pressed on the shoulder by the eighth prince.

He said with a smile: "Mr. Su, I have something to tell you."

As the eighth prince who was favored by Emperor Wu, although his cultivation was at the fourth level, he was able to directly improve three major realms because he was a prince in the imperial capital and blessed by the national destiny.

That is, the seventh level.

It's just that this seventh level is a bit empty..

Not as good as the real seventh rank.

However, if he faced the seventh rank scholar Su Bianyi who lost his official position in front of him.

He could still stop him for a while.

"Eighth Prince, what are you doing?"

"Why, Mr. Su is unwilling to give face to this prince?"

"This!"

"Let's go."

Su Bianyi was directly pulled away by the Eighth Prince.

Before leaving.

The Eighth Prince gave Hao Tong a look.