C1999 It Was Just a Drawing of a Tiger and a Dog
Ever since he had listened to Meng Ran's Immortal Sovereign mantra, Meng Changan had remained silent, as if he was thinking about something.
"I... I have reached the peak of the mountain. What I see in front of me are layers of clouds." Recalling what he saw just now, Meng Changan's face was still filled with shock.
"Mountain? What? It's so ordinary. Hubby, let me tell you, I just saw the sun, moon, and these stars. From birth to destruction, it was like a movie. "
Meng Ran's mother, a powerful woman, was like a little girl showing off her new clothes. She was so proud of herself.
Meng Ran knocked on his mother's head and said snappily, "Mom, let dad finish his words first!"
Soong Shuling glared fiercely at her son and obediently shut her mouth.
"I also heard..." Meng Changan wanted to say something but stopped himself. He seemed to feel that the scene he saw was too unreal and unrealistic.
"What did you hear?" Meng Ran was very curious. It seemed that the mystery of Meng Changan's step to the Deva Realm was what he had heard!
"I heard someone reciting poems in the clouds, and I have heard these three sentences before."
"Hubby, don't try to keep Ran in suspense like Ran did! Hurry up and say it!" Soong Shuling urged him anxiously, and her swift and decisive character was revealed without a doubt.
Meng Changan's expression was complicated. He glanced at everyone and sighed, "You should have all heard of it." Then he slowly said.
"Last night, the West Wind withered the green trees and climbed the tall building alone. I looked at the World Crossing Road."
"My clothes gradually became wider and wider, and I never regretted it. I became haggard because of Yi."
"Everyone looked for him thousands of times. When they suddenly looked back, that person was at the place where the lights were."
Soong Shuling, who was originally very curious, was very disappointed when she heard it. She complained with a dissatisfied face, "What is it? I have never heard of someone who bites the words."
Meng Ran and Su Fangfei looked at each other in tacit understanding. They couldn't help but laugh secretly at the temperament of this strong woman.
Soong Shuling came from one of the nine big families in Yan Jing. She was a famous red rose in the business world, but she wasn't interested in classical poems at all.
"Hey! Are you two laughing at me?" Soong Shuling was very dissatisfied.
Meng Ran's head was shaking like a rattle drum, but the curve of his mouth was getting bigger and bigger.
"You still say no!? Hurry up and tell me what kind of poem is this!" Soong Shuling was embarrassed and angry.
"Aunt Ling, this is the kingdom's' Mandarin of the World '. The three poems correspond to three different stages of life." Su Fangfei explained with a smile that was like a flower.
Soong Shuling was even more puzzled, "Three stages of life? What do you mean? What does this have to do with the Four Steps of the Immortal Dao that Ran talked about?"
Su Fangfei cast a helpless look and looked at her little cousin with a smile, "Of course you have to ask our Meng Da Immortal Master ~"
Meng Ran shook his head calmly, "These three poems are indeed popular, but the original author was Yan Shi, liu Yong, and Xin Qi. Life, one million people had a million insights. The kingdom used other people's poems to forcibly summarize the so-called three realms of life. It was just drawing tigers and dogs."
When Meng Ran's words entered the ears of literary people, it was simply treasonous and arrogant to the extreme.
It had to be known that in the eyes of the current generation's literary youth, wang Guowei's' Mandarin of the World 'held an extremely high position. Even the literary experts all took it as a standard.
Why was it that when it came to Meng Ran, it was so unbearable instead?
As expected!
As Chang'an Scholar who was full of poetry and reading, after Meng Changan heard Meng Ran's words, his face instinctively revealed dissatisfaction and disgust.
Meng Changan wanted to refute something, but Meng Ran's following words made this great scholar, who claimed to be well-read, speechless.
"Heh, do you think you can use other people's poems to summarize your life?"0
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