Chapter 365
Chapter 365
Above the heavenly dome, there was a huge void platform.
The platform was full of people.
On the fifteen thrones above, fifteen people all looked at the more than a hundred people above the Void Ring, and everyone's faces had various meanings.
They naturally also have their own favorites, as well as their own favorites, or their own disciples.
As long as they can resonate with the ten towers in front of them today, they will be able to know what they have achieved today.
Today's text will be extremely simple, and there is no problem in doing poetry alone or together.
As long as it is something that is original to itself and has never appeared in this world, then it can resonate with the Ten Towers Wing.
Each floor of the attic will light up with a light, and if the Ten Geventa is lit, it means unconditional direct promotion.
However, it is naturally extremely difficult to light up the Wenge in one breath, and among the previous participants, in the history of the many cultural clubs, no more than one hand can light up all ten floors.
The best result in previous years was to light up the nine floors.
After all, the realm of the literary path of the people involved is incomparably deep, and it contains all the secrets, pictures, poems, and songs in the world, basically all of them.
The library area is saturated, unless you add something new, which is completely absent from the previous one, and may resonate with the Ten Towers.
Otherwise, most of them are five layers of bright light to six layers, and the bright light can achieve eight layers is already amazing, and if it can achieve ninety percent, then the first absolute stability of this conference.
If he can light up the Ten Pagoda Wenge in one breath, the entire Zongru Prefecture should not say that the entire Immortal Realm's place related to the Terran will have a place where he left his name.
It is precisely because of this that countless men, countless young cultivators, and countless literati and elegant men yearn for.
Today, there is a sea of people, and those who come to watch are not only some cultural cultivators, but also martial practitioners.
Wen Wu is inseparable, and there are many other Immortal Monarchs and Immortal Emperors, and I want to see who can win this session of Zongruzhou.
After all, the reason why the civilization of the Terrans can go back to ancient times is that they can create a better culture, and culture is inheritance.
"Okay, it's time for today, let's show your powers."
"Whoever can attract all the lights of the Ten Pagodas of the Cultural Revolution will be able to permanently obtain the title of Emperor Wen in Zongru Prefecture, and his status will be equal to mine."
"This sixteenth throne is reserved for him, please show your grace."
The fifteen high-ranking Sect Immortal Continents on the throne all stood up, with anticipation in their eyes, and pointed to the newly appeared throne on the side, their faces full of hope.
Of course, this position is reserved for those who can light up the ten-story Wen Pagoda, and even the ninth floor is not qualified for this.
The 15 of them have been lit up in history or the last 6, while the first ten are the masters of the Zongru Immortal Prefecture because of their age and experience.
This remark led the mood of the competition to a climax, and this remark directly ignited the audience, and countless literati moved, composing poems, paintings, and the sound of piano songs.
The piano music, flute, and flute sound of the melody all outline a beautiful artistic conception, and various visions appear innumerable.
The scene emerged, bringing many people into it, one by one the poems were catchy, the first ancient sentences were hand-to-hand, the vision of the literary path filled the sky, and the stars of the literary song shone with endless light.
Above the heavenly dome, there is a vast Confucian atmosphere and so on, and this literary path is in full bloom.
"Huh?"
"The old brother actually came to the Zongru Immortal Prefecture, and also participated in this competition!"
In the crowd, Su Weiliu raised her head and looked at Li Changsheng with a look of surprise on her face.
I thought that Li Changsheng would come to the immortal world in the future, but he didn't expect that he not only came to the immortal world, but also participated in this grand meeting.
"The breath on the old brother is actually stronger than mine, which means that his strength has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past 30 years, and he is worthy of being the old brother."
"He can do what ordinary people can't do."
Speaking of this, Su Weiliu seemed to have thought of something, and there were still some fragments in her memory, which contained something about what happened with Li Changsheng before the ontology Emperor Fu Wenxin.
It should be said that the love and hate that happened in the previous life and so on.
"I don't know what kind of place the old brother can get this time, forget it, stay tuned."
Su Weiliu was not influenced by others, even if these countless ancient sentences were still said to be a book that drew mountains and rivers.
Today she only pays attention to Li Changsheng, and among all people, only Li Changsheng can enter her eyes, and where Li Changsheng is, there will be more endless light.
Li Changsheng seemed to feel who was looking at her, and glanced towards the crowd below, and this glance actually saw his old sister, and he was stunned.
Immediately smiled at Su Wei Liu.
"I didn't expect the old sister to come, it seems that I have to prepare for today."
"Everyone else is already starting to show their talents, and I'm on the way."
Li Changsheng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and prepared to unleash all the ancient poems and paintings he had found in these days.
He has absolute certainty, this Qinqi calligraphy and painting are all combined, even if it is said that the 10-story Wen Pagoda cannot be lit, then there is no problem in lighting the 9-story Wen Pagoda!
Half of the cultivators on the void arena, the scribes were almost chanting, and a small number of literati took out their natal music instruments and played various melodious sounds, shaping various artistic conceptions.
There are pathos and acrosticism, there is pride in life, there is adolescent amnesia, there is lament in the twilight years, and so on.
Some monks grasped the essence of the literary qi, took out the four treasures of the literary room, and waved them in the sky.
With a wave of his big hand, he displayed a white cloth and began to write one type of text after another.
Each word falls with a different force, such as a word is horizontal, then there is really a sense of traversal and horizontal.
One word is to kill, then there is really the courage to slaughter thousands of worlds, and one person should be the courage!
Love is there, books are there, paintings are there, and finally there is a chess game!
Starlight falls from the dome of the sky, crocheting pieces of starlight chessboard.
Black and white two sons appear above, the stars of the heavenly dome are their pawns, they use the stars as pawns on the chessboard, and the movement of the stars is below!
This is a must.
Several chess immortals began to perform, and countless literati had already shown their strength.
Above the middle sky dome, the ten towers gradually flashed with light
, the first layer was bright, the second layer was bright, the third layer, the 4th layer, the 5th layer was bright... All of a sudden, he reached the 5th floor and even headed towards the 6th floor.
On each floor are the names of several people, which is a place that everyone on the field can reach, and it also represents Venta's recognition of what they have done!
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