One Punch Monk

Chapter 65

According to Yi Yuzhong, when peerless poems are born, there will even be phenomena of heaven and earth.

In fact, Shen Budu has always been in a state of being able to refer to but not be sure about this ancient world, which seems to be different from the history in his mind, and about his own memory.

Although many historical figures and events are very similar, this is undoubtedly a world controlled by practitioners with extraordinary powers. There are not only the Great Zhou Empress, Princess Taiping and other characters whose prototypes can be found, but also immortals. Even ancient gods such as Chiyou and Gonggong in mythology.

For example, his master Zen Master Sanzhu, it is hard not to remind people of Tang Sanzang in Journey to the West. Even the little stone monkey "big brother" who is regarded as a tea pet is very similar to Monkey King. As for Zhu Bajie and Sand Monk Xiaobailong gone.

But no matter how he insinuated, the master refused to reveal his past experiences. What exactly is there in the Western Paradise Buddha Kingdom?What are the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in this world like?Are there daughter countries and pansi caves on the road?Shen Budu didn't know anything about it.

According to legend, the vast "Sea of ​​Bitterness" is separated between the Kingdom of the Middle Earth and the Kingdom of the Buddha in the West. It is an insurmountable desert of death, in which there are many dangers.

Shen Budu has never left the jurisdiction of Chang'an Mansion, he never dared before.

Ashamed to say, I heard that there are monsters and ghosts everywhere outside. He was so scared that he didn't even dare to go down the mountain. He practiced boxing and read scriptures for three years on the mountain.

Now I am involved in a lot of things. Before I finish dealing with these things, I am afraid I don't have the time and energy to explore the world and satisfy my curiosity.

The Western Heaven Buddhist Kingdom is relatively "closer" to Chang'an, the Northern Wilderness Wu Kingdom and the East Sea Demon Kingdom are tens of thousands of miles away, and the Southern Border Gu Kingdom is at least thousands of miles away in a straight line.

Shen Budu secretly made up his mind that when he finishes dealing with the matter at hand, he must go out for a walk more often when he has the opportunity.

After all, the world is so big, I want to see it.

Just when Shen Budu fell into deep thought,

Cui Shenye from the river ditch on the west side reservedly poured a glass of wine and coughed lightly.

Immediately, the scene became completely silent, and everyone waited quietly for Cui Xiang to write a poem.

Cui Shenye's cultivation realm is even higher. Just as soon as he opened his mouth, thousands of phenomena gathered in the sky. Immediately afterwards, as he recited his poems, the "artistic conception" composed of aura was even more dazzling and wonderful. Constantly evolving.

"Shui Liuhua is merciless, sending all the east wind across the old city. Hu Diemeng's home is thousands of miles away, Ziguizhi is the third watch of the last month.

The old garden is full of books, and the flowers are full of spring, but the mirror is full of life.If you don't return, you will get it. Who will compete for the smoke scene of the five lakes. "

Following Cui Shenye's last sentence, the two artistic concepts in the air began to collide violently!
Master Huang's artistic conception only lasted for a short time, and then began to disappear without a trace, while Cui Shenye's artistic conception was brilliant and prosperous.

The crowd burst into exclamation.

"Oh my god, Cui Xiang has actually realized the artistic conception to such an extent that he can move with his heart and integrate it into his own poems. It's incredible!"

"Cui Xiang is only forty now, such a talent really makes the old man and others feel ashamed!"

"That's right, Cui Shenye is worthy of being the number one talent of the Qinghe Cui Clan, he really is formidable."

"This year's Liushang Poetry Festival, Cui Xiang will probably win the championship without any suspense."

Master Huang bowed his head to admit defeat, poured the wine from the wine bottle into his own cup according to the rules, drank a large glass of wine, and then laughed.

"Cui Xiang has worked hard for the country, and he was born early, but we must not have the idea of ​​​​retiring to the countryside, otherwise we, the people of Chang'an Mansion, will be the first to refuse!"

Cui Shenye bowed his hands to Master Huang, and said politely:
"Xianyou's feelings are nothing more than leisurely feelings. Cui's wish is nothing more than to devote himself to the saint."

Master Huang put down the wine bottle, and the wine bottle floated down from the river on the east side.

According to the usual practice, a time-consuming business bragging is inevitable.

However, at this moment, Shangguan Guan'er, who was dressed in white and was lazily sitting sideways beside Princess Taiping, sat up straight and looked at the dark clouds in the sky with a strange look in his eyes.

Shangguan Guan'er thought to herself, if she couldn't confirm her absolute superiority before Shi Gui arrived, that earth-level spirit weapon that she was determined to obtain would probably be ruined.

Instead of waiting for the wine bottle to stop completely, she stretched out her hand, picked up the wine bottle, and said with a smile.

"Cui Xiang, please enlighten me."

This is another rule of the Liushang Poetry Club. It is the next person's turn to take the wine bottle in the canal on one side, and they can choose to challenge the winner of the previous round in the canal on the opposite side.

Of course, the winner on the opposite side can also not accept the challenge, put down the wine bottle and let the next random person on his side accept the challenge instead.

Everyone stopped discussing and focused on Shangguan Guan'er and Cui Shenye.

The smell of gunpowder in this confrontation is much stronger than before.

Not only is it Shangguan Guan'er's initiative to challenge, but you are only talking about talent. You Cui Shenye claims to be the number one literary talent in the Cui family of Qinghe, so I, Shangguan Guan'er, am not the number one talented woman in the Great Zhou Dynasty?
What's more, Cui Shenye, the nominal minister of the Nanya government, naturally opposed Shangguan Guan'er, the servant of the Beiting (inner court of the imperial palace), in terms of political stance, and the two seemed to have some old grudges.

"Mage, who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

Shen Budu looked at the artistic conception hanging in the sky, and guessed casually: "Perhaps this Shangguan Sheren has a chance, after all, Cui Xiang's artistic conception is here, she dares to challenge, she must be sure of victory."

Fatty Yi Yuzhong had a different view from him. Yi Yuzhong felt that Cui Shenye should be better than Shangguan Guan'er in terms of cultivation and poetry, and Shangguan Guan'er's challenge would not have any good results.

Yi Yuzhong's opinion also represented most of the people present.

However, after Shangguan Guan'er saluted slightly, everyone was shocked when she opened her mouth.

She chose the most difficult four-character poem.

". Sandalwood, luan, bamboo shadow, the sound of pines.

Don't bother singing and blowing, self-sufficient entertainment.

Follow Mao Yu, look down on Qiao Zhi. "

Shangguan Guan'er began to recite poems, and with the aura driven by the spiritual energy, the evolution speed and expansion range of the artistic conception in the sky were not inferior to Cui Shenye at all.

Moreover, Shangguan Guan'er took the initiative to attack Cui Shenye's artistic conception without waiting for the poetic artistic conception to take shape!
The two artistic conceptions collided, and there was a loud noise in the air.

There was no sound on both sides of the canal, watching Cui Shenye, who was unparalleled in style just now, being suppressed by Shangguan Guan'er.

With the passage of time, anyone can see that Cui Shenye's artistic conception is now only struggling to support.

This is beyond the expectations of most people.

In the case of a gap in the realm of practice, it can still be done like this, which can only show that Shangguan Guan'er's poetry and artistic conception are indeed overwhelming Cui Shenye in terms of difficulty and completion.

But Huang Kai and others were even more tongue-tied. If they went up by themselves, they might face such a crush, and the artistic conception would be broken after a few breaths.

Yi Yuzhong also frowned slightly, this Mr. Cui has such a great name, how can he be so unbearable?

"Auntie, Shangguan Sheren is really amazing."

"Guan'er's realm broke through again a few days ago."

Princess Taiping Li Jinyue smiled indifferently, and explained to her niece Wu Lanshan, Princess of Pingyang County.

People around were discussing, "If Shangguan Sheren can defeat Cui Xiang, wouldn't he be winning the championship?"

And as Shangguan Guan'er recited the last sentence "Inquiring in the clouds, the wind and the moon know each other", the spiritual energy in her whole body soared, and her white robe seemed to be floating.

Immediately afterwards, Cui Shenye's artistic conception began to collapse rapidly!
Cui Shenye's face was pale, beads of sweat the size of peas appeared on his forehead, and a stream of blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth.

Shangguan Guan'er's expression was normal, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of her mouth, looking extremely confident.

"Cui Xiang's artistic conception seems to be inferior to my artistic conception!"

(End of this chapter)