1385: C1385 A song that would last through the ages! Who could compete with who!

C1385 A song that would last through the ages! Who could compete with who!

Chu Yun took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not mistaken.

He saw that there were a total of two questions on the paper. The first was shockingly ? "To write a poem with the bright moon as the theme."

"What the f * ck!"

Chu Yun was so excited that his entire body was trembling, and even his breathing had become anxious.

He had already imagined that he might encounter a lot of difficult problems in the literary battles. Even if he had many poems and words in his head, they might not be of much use to him.

If you give specific conditions, let yourself write the theory.

Or let yourself judge something, how to write it?

There was no way to write it down!

But, who would have thought that the first topic would be poetry with Moon!

Ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha!

Wasn't this just giving out sub-questions?

Chu Yun was so excited that the pen in his hand was trembling. Who gave this question a chance?

God Li Bai's "Silent Night Sigh", how about it?

The moonlight in front of the bed was like frost on the ground.

He looked up at the bright moon and lowered his head, thinking about his hometown!

Just these two lines of poems, would definitely be able to instantly kill Duan Zehua in ten streets!

No, no!

Not enough!

"Silent Night Thinking" was full of talent and genuine emotion, but it was still not shocking enough.

What Chu Yun wanted was to scare everyone silly and make them kneel on the ground to worship him!

A low tree in the wilderness, and Jiang Qingyue was close to him?

If you didn't mention Duan Zehua's ten streets, there were still eight lines left for Meng Hao's poem!

However, it was still not enough.

Then, what about God Li Bai's other song, "Drinking Alone Under the Moon"?

A pot of wine between the flowers for a one-on-one drink.

He raised his cup to invite Brightmoon, then turned into three figures.

It could still kill Duan Zehua in an instant!

This poem's brushstrokes were exquisite, its design was unique, displaying unrestrained and unrestrained personality. Once it was brought out, it would definitely shake the entire Tai Cang World, and even His Majesty Xie Xiong, would be turned upside down!

Not enough, still not enough!

Since he wanted to play, he might as well play the bigger game!

After choosing and choosing for a while, Chu Yun finally chose a song that seemed to have existed for ages.

After thinking about it, he no longer hesitated and began to write rapidly.

The more he wrote, the more excited he got.

He was trembling all over.

Duan Zehua, I will kill you in an instant!

He had been instantly killed without leaving a single scrap!

With just you licking a dog, what right do you have to compete with me?

First place is mine!

In Chu Yun's work, a poem had been formed.

"Shuidiao Getou"

When would the moon be bright? Ye Zichen asked the blue sky.

I wonder what year it will be.

I want to ride the wind and go home, but I am afraid of the beauty of the palace and the cold of the high places.

Dancing to make out the shadow, how did it seem like he was in the mortal world!

Zhu Ge Pavilion, Ling Qi, sleepless.

What should I hate?

It was difficult to complete the story of the people who had their sorrows together and the moon that was full and round.

Let us hope that we will live on for a long time.

It could be said that this poem, "When did Shuidiao Getou, Brightmoon," was known as the first poem of the moon since ancient times. It almost incorporated the joy of the world into the philosophical search for life in the universe.

Chu Yun believed that once he took it out, everyone's eyeballs would definitely pop out!

Swish, swish, swish.

After he finished writing, Chu Yun almost without stopping, looked at the second question.

"Use the Black Turtle as the topic and write a poem."

"Request, four words."

Seeing this question, Chu Yun's eyes flashed once again.

"Could it be that the person who set the question is interested in me?"

Chu Yun took several deep breaths in succession, unable to conceal the smile on his face.

There were only two questions in total, but they were both poetry.

And that's exactly what I'm good at.

Even the gifted scholars would hesitate to answer this question.

With the Black Turtle as the topic, he made four sentences without a doubt.

Everyone knew that these four lines were the hardest to say and required a lot of words.

However, Chu Yun did not even need to think and started writing quickly.

This time, he copied out God Cao's "Although the Turtle Is Longevity".

The description was of a turtle, but it was also a Black Tortoise. This should be the correct question, right?

The same old saying, but it's still the same old saying, right?

Damn it.

Like I said, this question is basically tailor-made for me!

[Life of the Turtle]

Although the Divine Turtle had lived for a long time, there was still a long period of time.

The Soaring Snake rode the fog and eventually turned to dust.

The old man was always eager to be there.

In his old age, he was full of ambition.

The period of profit and loss, not only in the sky;

The blessings of nurturing a girl can last forever.

Fortunately, the song was named as the Will of the Song.

From start to end, Chu Yun did not pause at all, the entire book was written as smooth as flowing water, the domineering and insolent handwriting seemed to leap onto the paper.

What he used was wild grass.

Because his mood was already excited, it was filled with excitement. Thus, he used wild grass as his natural instinct, waving it around with a single wave. He was extremely pleased with himself, and his words were as natural as the wind and water, causing anyone who saw it to feel excited to enter, as if they could comprehend the excitement Chu Yun felt at this very moment.

Delightful!

This was too satisfying!

The current Chu Yun was satisfied to his heart's content, all the pores on his body opened up.

He had never felt this good before!

In the eyes of others, these two difficult questions could be easily completed by him.

Moreover, it was a peak that they would never be able to reach in their entire lives.

Thinking about that, Chu Yun's wrist trembled.

Duan Zehua.

How are you going to compete with me?

I just want to ask you, how? What!? Follow! Me! Compete!

Aren't you very arrogant?

Didn't you claim to be the Tai Cang World's number one genius?

Aren't you an expert in martial arts?

Just what are you comparing yourself to me?

"When will the Moon Glow the Head of Shuidiao Songs"

"Although Turtle Is Longevity", a novel with lofty sentiments that spanned thousands of miles

His emotions were strong and sincere, and his literary talent was vividly displayed. However, he didn't show it at all.

Relying purely on the talent on the paper, shocking your eyeballs!

Was it shocking enough?

Is it exciting enough?

Chu Yun even started to imagine what kind of expression they would have when they finished reading their test papers.

I heard that you are the top scholars of the Tai Cang World.

Sorry.

In front of Great God Su Shi and Great God Cao, all of you can only kneel down!

"Whew."

Chu Yun put down the brush, his entire body still trembling slightly.

It had been a long time since he had felt such a thrill.

"The person who set the question, I thank your eight ancestors."

Chu Yun sincerely wished his the best, and at the same time, he was extremely grateful to his Chinese language teacher from his previous life. It was all thanks to her that he forced him to recite his words, otherwise, he would probably be finished today.

Was this considered the blessing of heaven?

In truth, the golden-armored woman felt quite helpless as well.

One of the two questions she asked was a poem about the moon.

From ancient times until now, there had been countless poems about the moon, almost to the point of calluses in one's ears.

But in reality?

There were very few poems that were truly outstanding.

Under such a vulgar topic, only by doing well with the poems would one be able to display their talents and abilities.

There were thousands upon thousands of geniuses who used the bright moon to compose poems.

There weren't many things that could really be passed on.

You can get high marks only by making poems that brighten our eyes.

It seemed simple, but in reality, it was extremely difficult.

If you treat it as an ordinary poem, you lose half of it first.

Thus, this was a 'trap'.

The second question was about the Black Tortoise. Four lines in a sentence.

This was more than just difficult?

It was extremely difficult!

Four sentences were extremely difficult to write, but they were far less popular than seven sentences.

However, once it was done, it would spread far and wide!

It wasn't hard to limit the title and the style of the poems and poems?

It's not that difficult!

It was even harder than the first question!

But of course!

But it just so happened!

The blind cat had met a dead rat!

What a coincidence!

Chu Yun's plenary meeting!

What the hell!

"Shuidiao Getou"

[Life of the Turtle]

No matter how talented you were, you would be killed in an instant when you had two poems.

"What, Chu Yun put down the brush so quickly?"

Seeing this scene, Xie Xiong couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that it was a little funny.

How long had it been since the start of the civil war?

He didn't even take the time for a cup of tea!

After writing for a while, he threw the pen down.

Had he given up?

"He must have given up. Look at the others, they are still brewing."

A cultivator said softly.

"That's right. A civil war is a test of one's innate talent."

"As the saying goes, having a poem inside makes one feel proud, look how calm and composed Duan Zehua is, he is still thinking, but he has things inside, things inside, so he is not anxious! On the other hand, Chu Yun, after writing everything down, you threw down your brush, do you believe that he can compose good poems? "

"What a joke! Poems need to be prepared. It's not a run-down account!"

"He lost, Chu Yun lost completely."

"Like I said, how can he compete with Duan Zehua in a civil war?"2

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Those cultivators all agreed with each other, and were optimistic about Chu Yun.

It was not because they liked Duan Zehua, but because he had gone all out, and could only hope that his points would surpass theirs.

Now they could be considered to be slightly relieved.

Without a doubt, Chu Yun's performance in the civil war was useless.

What could he write in such a short time?

Ridiculous.

Within the pagoda.

The golden-armored woman, seeing this, couldn't help but reveal a smile. "I can tell that he has given up."

Tang Zixian remained silent.

"Eldest Miss, he definitely gave up. My two questions are quite ingenious and have tricky angles, so it won't be that easy to complete them. Look at Duan Zehua, he has been preparing this entire time, and has not even started writing, who knows what he is writing about? "

"He's going to lose."

The golden-armored woman continued speaking, her words seemingly relaxed.

She actually didn't want Tang Zixian to be with her.

This was because the young miss clearly had many better choices.

However, Chu Yun's willpower was truly astonishing, and moved her.

She could give Chu Yun a chance, but that did not mean that she wished for Chu Yun to win just from the bottom of her heart.

"On the contrary, he's definitely going to win."

Tang Zixian looked at Chu Yun with her beautiful eyes, her tone was filled with certainty.

He thought back to the few poems he had written back then. Which one of them could not be passed down throughout the ages?

The clouds want clothes and flowers, the spring breeze caresses the threshold and shines.

If they did not meet in a group of Yushan, they would have met in the Moon of Yao Tai.

What kind of talent, what level, would it take to produce such a beautiful poem that was full of tension and ease?

Each of his words was filled with a strong sense of talent and was extremely beautiful.

It was as though he was deeply immersed within, unable to extricate himself from it.

With Chu Yun's talent, would he lose a civil war?

Impossible.

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