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"The west wind blows the waves in the old Dongting, and Mr. Xiang's hair turns white all night long. After being drunk, he doesn't know that the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars."

When Chen Feng finished writing the poem, he stamped it with his own seal.

Everyone looked towards the sky together.

really.

The next moment, green-gold light flashed in the sky, and a ten-foot-long green-gold Literary Aura fell directly.

However, the Literary Aura did not fall on Chen Feng, but flew away in mid-air and was absorbed by the entire Wenxuan Corridor.

"???"

Chen Feng was stunned.

What the hell, you actually robbed him of Literary Aura!

Chen Feng touched the Tiandao Brick in his arms. He had never suffered such a loss after debuting for so long.

No one around the literary cultivators was surprised, but looked at Chen Feng with envy.

"With so many Literary Auras, the rewards waiting will definitely be extraordinary!"

"Yes, this is the first time I've seen the ten-foot-long Literary Aura!"

"..."

Chen Feng was speechless. It turned out that the reward of Wenxuan Gallery was actually exchanged by the contestants for Literary Aura.

What the hell is the difference between this and spending money to buy a trophy?

Bah, garbage! Can't afford it!

The next moment, the void shook, and a green gourd flew out and landed in front of Chen Feng.

This is actually a Supreme Grade Law Treasure without any damage.

Chen Feng picked up the gourd, and his soul was pulled into the spirit space by the gourd's weapon spirit.

This is a landscape world like an ink painting, with a water mirror underneath and a faint scent of wine floating around.

Chen Feng stood on the water mirror, calmly waiting for the weapon spirit to appear.

I saw ripples appearing on the water mirror not far in front of me.

A spring surged up and slowly formed a human shape.

It was an intellectual and beautiful young woman with green hair and a green gauze dress, with a very amazing figure.

Chen Feng couldn't help but touch his chin. If the other party's hair was tied into a pair of ponytails, it wouldn't be a big deal if she cosplayed with a girl with enhanced milk volume.

"My name is Wenqiong, and it is the True Spirit of Wenjiang Baogour. If you want to get my approval, you still need to agree to three conditions..."

"..."

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and injected a stream of Literary Aura into Wen Qiong's body.

"Uh-huh~"

Wen Qiong was caught off guard and let out a cry of ecstasy that made people blush and make their hearts beat.

The corners of Chen Feng's mouth raised slightly, "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly?"

Wen Qiong looked at Chen Feng with a look of resistance and welcome, and said in an unnatural voice: "The slave family has two conditions..."

call out! Snapped!

Another Literary Aura missile hit Wen Qiong and was poured into her body.

Wen Qiong was staggered. After taking two steps back, her legs softened and she sat directly on the water mirror.

Chen Feng pressed his ears and said again: "Sorry, I still didn't hear you clearly. Please say it again."

She looked at Chen Feng with her face flushed, and gasped: "Nujia, it's actually just a request..."

Chen Feng opened his hand to condense a large ball of Literary Aura and raised it.

Wen Qiong's eyes widened.

She couldn't help but swallow her saliva and lick her lips. Such a large amount...

She looked at Chen Feng expectantly, as if to say, officer, get it to me quickly! I want!

But Chen Feng shrank Literary Aura directly back into his body.

"You actually want conditions, I'm sorry, I don't like disobedient weapon spirits, forget it, leave."

"Ah? Oh, how can this be done?"

Wen Qiong directly hugged Chen Feng's thigh.

"You heard wrong. The slave family said that the slave family can agree to a condition for the master! I am very obedient and easy to raise!"

The corners of Chen Feng's mouth raised slightly, and then he looked at her with disbelief.

"Really, reach out, stick out your tongue, lift your legs..."

Wen Qiong immediately followed suit.

As a weapon spirit that was created, it was placed in the Wenxuan Gallery as a prize, and it stayed in the prize pool for an unknown number of years.

She didn't want to let the rich, handsome and talented master she finally obtained go away because of her dignity.

Chen Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect Wen Qiong's bottom line to be so flexible.

"Well, you are really obedient. Here, this is your reward."

Chen Feng casually took out a small stock of Literary Aura.

Wen Qiong immediately started eating from his hand, and even licked his palms and fingers after finishing the meal.

Chen Feng retracted his shiny hand speechlessly.

Wen Qiong licked her lips and smiled flatteringly: "Thank you, Master."

"Um."

Chen Feng closed his eyes, and his soul returned to his body from the weapon spirit space.

At the same time, the Law Treasure message from Wen Qiong was already in his mind.

[Wen Yong Bao Gourd: Literary Aura and the secret method of writing can be absorbed into it to brew wine with different flavors. 〕

Chen Feng's mouth twitched.

Damn, that's it?

Does Wen Dao like drinking that much?

A peach blossom can be used to order peach blossom wine, and you will get a complete literary education. Law Treasure is also a wine maker.

Now he wanted to go back and pinch Wen Qiong's neck, shouting: Geneva, return the money! Give me back the Literary Aura! !

[Looking at Brother Feng’s expression, I’m afraid this is a useless Law Treasure. ]

[Hahaha, I'm wearing a sand sculpture style, so I don't care about one or two of these. ]

[makes sense. ]

Chen Feng shook his head and put away the Wenjiang treasure gourd.

The people around saw the excitement.

Although I was envious and jealous, I didn't pay any more attention to it and started writing poems instead.

If you can't write three things together, just write one or two of them, and you can always get some rewards by mixing up your grades.

Some monks who bought poems were even more possessed by ghosts. They directly changed and replaced the things in the poems in an attempt to get away with it.

There are people in the field who have received literary blessings one after another, but only a little bit.

That Literary Aura fell and was also absorbed by Wenxuan Corridor, and the reward they received was some Low Grade spiritual grass.

Many literary cultivators were holding the Low Grade spiritual grass in their hands, and some were on the verge of crying. It was better to give Literary Aura back to them.

What a loss, what a big loss.

Soon the hourglass completely elapsed, the original questions on the sapphire list disappeared, and then a second question appeared.

"Write a travelogue"

"Hey! This is great!"

When everyone saw the title, they immediately beamed with joy, picked up the brushes on the desk and started writing.

The hourglass flips over and the quicksand starts counting again.

Chen Feng did not start writing immediately, because there were so many good articles to copy that he couldn't choose from.

[The road to Shu is difficult! It is difficult to write about the road to Shu! ]

[Yes, my brother Bai must have cards! ]

[The road to Shu is so difficult. This is the Immortal Cultivation World. As long as there is no forbidden air formation, it is not difficult to fly there...]

[Ah this...]

Chen Feng, who was about to pick up his pen, was also stunned. Good guy, I really forgot about this.

He immediately typed and asked: What should I write?

[The story of Yueyang Tower. ]

[Tell me whether to remember it or not, it’s civilized for you and me. ]

[Yes, as for Yueyang Towers, the later part of the story uses scenery to express emotions and has profound meaning. It can definitely be a big hit, but it needs to be modified. ]

[Delete some parts, change some parts, and keep the best parts. ]

[Let me, the Classical Literary Association, revise it, anchor, etc. ]

[I, Kyungseong University, are not to be outdone. ]

[As the same saying goes, where there is Capital University, there must be our Qingfu College! ]

Not far away, the literary cultivator of Wanjuan Academy saw that Chen Feng had not started writing, and thought of Chen Feng's previous humiliation of Master Liu and Xueshi Zhao.

They immediately felt that an opportunity had come. If they could suppress Chen Feng and vent his anger on the two big bosses, they would definitely benefit themselves later.

"Haha, doesn't someone claim to be ten times more talented? Why can't he write it down?"

"No way, no way, actually I can't write travel notes even if I am a literary scholar, so isn't it just a matter of having the skills?"

"Master Liu and Master Zhao said that only if there are ten thousand dou of Literary Aura in the world, someone can capture ten of them."

"I can write poems well, but I can't write travel notes, haha."

Chen Feng turned his head and glanced at a few people, then said two words lightly.

"Shabi."