Everyone looked at Bai Lusheng, and even Lin Miaoqing looked at him curiously.

"Since the master said that, the disciple will be ugly."

Bai Lusheng shook his sleeves and stood up.

Pretend to write poetry, of course you have to stand where everyone can see it.

Otherwise, does it make sense?

Seeing Bai Lusheng stand up, everyone was looking forward to it.

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Bai is so talented that he can recite poems and essays. We should listen carefully."

He Tian bowed and smiled.

Other geniuses also gave a stunning look.

If you dare to stand in the eyes of everyone and recite poems, you must have some confidence.

"Bai Lusheng is really going to write a poem, look at it!"

"Shh, don't make a noise!"

The disciples on both sides of the flowing water mat calmed down and waited quietly for Bai Lusheng to recite poems and write essays.

Bai Lusheng was wearing a brocade robe and a gilded white jade dragon robe exuded a dragon power, so that he could already spread his momentum before he could speak.

He picked up the golden wine glass on the table, drank it all with drunkenness, and then recited freely.

"The golden cup of wine is worth ten thousand, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand yuan."

"I can't eat when I stop the cup and throw the chopsticks, I draw my sword and look around in a daze."

Bai Lusheng's voice is loud, but he has a hint of sorrow contained in the poem.

However, these four sentences are different from everyone's expectations, which inevitably makes everyone disappointed.

"The parallelism of the poems is neat, but the meaning is still a bit poor."

"It's okay, at least the expression of sad emotions is very good."

“…”

The disciples cannot understand the background of the original poem when they were written, but literally, it is indeed not very good.

Lin Miaoqing withdrew her gaze.

Even Li Xuantong's expression was a little dim.

well!

It seems that there is no way for those old guys to jump in a hurry.

Just then,

Bai Lusheng gently drew his sword and came out.

In his previous life, he learned Chinese language and literature.

The emotions of these famous poems are extremely accurate. When you recite them at this time, you directly integrate the poetry scenes.

Bai Lusheng continued to recite, and his tone suddenly became heroic.

"If you want to cross the Yellow River and block the ice, you will climb the Taihang Mountains with snow!"

"I was free to fish on the green stream, and I suddenly rode a boat and dreamed of the sun!"

The voice is majestic and contains passion.

Everyone's eyes lit up!

"The artistic conception and emotion have become higher. These sentences seem extraordinary!"

"I understand what he means! When I was about to cross the Yellow River, the Yellow River was frozen. When I was about to climb the Taihang Mountains, the snow fell all over the mountains."

"He is talking about the obstacles ahead and the ambitions are hard to come true?"

“…”

Although many disciples have not had a deep cultivation level and their poems are concise and concise, they can also hear the mystery.

But the geniuses have understood more thoroughly!

"Doesn't this poem talk about the current situation of our practitioners?"

"The path of cultivation is a journey against the will of heaven, and I don't know how many difficulties there are along the way. Whenever I face a breakthrough, there will be shackles coming. I don't know how many people are defeated by shackles and will eventually become lost in the public."

"But even if the road ahead is difficult and the failure rate is extremely high, we are not still on the road. Will we also imagine a free and easy future in addition to failure?"

Jing Yangqiu had a little understanding of literature. After hearing Bai Lusheng's poems, he immediately analyzed it.

As soon as this is said,

The disciples suddenly realized.

"So that's what it means!"

"It is really appropriate to describe it. It uses two major difficulties in the ordinary world to describe the difficulty of practicing cultivation."

"With such artistic conception, this poem is probably a top-notch good poem in the mundane world."

"This poem should not be finished yet, I don't know what will happen in the future. If it is even more amazing, maybe it can really become a good poem for Confucianism, Taoism, and literature, and attract literary popularity to Bai Lusheng!"

At this moment,

Bai Lusheng felt a strange feeling in his chest, as if there was a sense of pride brewing, and he would burst out as soon as he spoke.

What's going on?

Do I still recite the last sentence?

The sudden strange feeling made Bai Lusheng hesitate a little.

But the eyes swept across the disciples around them, and they all stared at them eagerly.

Even Junior Sister Lin cast her eyes on her.

When everyone saw Bai Lusheng pause, they immediately had the same thought in their minds:

Could it be that the poem that Bai Lusheng could not express after a long time was even more mysterious?

Bai Lusheng hasn't made a decision yet,

The heroic spirit in his chest was even more fierce.

So he couldn't bear it and revealed the poem word by word.

"It's difficult to walk! It's difficult to walk!"

"There are many roads, where are you now?"

"There will be a time when the wind and waves are long, and the sails of clouds are spreading across the sea!"

The tone is heroic and wild.

The extremely heroic poems echo in the Yuchen Hall.

When the disciples heard this, they felt a storm in their hearts!

"Hiss, the poems Bai Lusheng said are extremely bold and unrestrained!"

"If you can say such a sentence, you must have a world in your heart and ambition."

"Well said! Can you practice without any shackles? Whatever you are afraid of, you will be done! One day you can break through!"

"Bai Lusheng has a good reputation and is very literary. If I control the world's Confucianism, Taoism, and literature, it will be a sign that Bai Lusheng will bring down a strange phenomenon."

“…”

Countless disciples are pursuing this sentence.

Bai Lusheng was not surprised at all.

This poem that has been passed down for thousands of years in the previous life is still a treasure in the text even if it is placed in the fantasy world!

It was at this moment,

Bai Lusheng's heroic spirit was released in an instant,

The literary spirit is soaring!

"Buzz!"

The statues of various schools of thought displayed in the Wenxuan Pavilion are buzzing together.

The head of the Pavilion, Fu Xuelin Ben, was meditating. After hearing the sound, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the statues of various schools of thought in shock.

"A hundred schools of thought contend! My Liuyun Sect has a great talent in literary and intellectual affairs?"

Fu Xuelin's eyes suddenly looked at Ye Huangfeng, and there was a literary spirit on the top of the mountain!

Moreover, the literary rhyme is magnificent!

The next moment,
To be continued...