If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

As soon as these words came out, a crowd of people in the sky immediately rioted.

But not a riot of anger, but a riot of fear.

"The staff of holy standards! The staff of holy standards!"

"Lin Ke wants to kill us! Kill us! Kill us! Holy Emperor, save me!"

"It's scary! It's too scary! Let's go back to our clan! The outside world is too dangerous! The human race is too scary!"

"The staff of holy standards! It is said that peerless visions are sealed in it! It even has the power of the Holy Emperor's word!"

"Run! Run quickly! How can we, the useful ones, be damaged here!?"

"If what's inside is the word 'kill' from the Holy Emperor, then our whole clan won't be able to resist it!"

These aliens were all panicked, and some of the people at the front of the queue instantly knelt down in the air.

"Master Lin, please wait!"

"We are just here to attend a cultural gathering, and have no other intentions!"

"The genius of the clan is rude, we will teach you a lesson when we return!"

Several foreigners knelt in the air on the spot, and their voices were sincere.

Upon seeing this, Lin Ke waved his hand, and the shadow of the Holy Staff in his hand immediately disappeared: "Go away."

These people are really disgusting.

He was really in a good mood.

"Wait a minute." Guan Wangyi said while stroking his beard. Although he was below, he still had the feeling of looking down at the group of aliens above him: "Since my brother invites you, you can naturally attend the cultural gathering."

Lin Ke, Huo Ran and the others looked at Guan Wangyi in surprise.

Guan Wangyi smiled and said: "Although I am not talented, I can still crush these young people. In this way, I just need to accept the gambling items."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Lin Ke also smiled and shook his head: "It makes sense."

The following ones all have absolute confidence in their own cultural talents.

And even if he doesn't have confidence in himself, he at least has confidence in Lin Ke.

Therefore, Guan Fangyi opened his mouth to retain people.

On the other hand, it would not be good if these people go out and spread rumors about their fear of war.

In short, if you want to fight, fight!
Hearing this, Gui Yunzhi opened a certain layer of barrier in an orderly manner. The originally chaotic people of the six tribes above calmed down under the scolding of the elders, and then fell into the courtyard one after another.

Under Gui Yunzhi's control, the venue for the martial arts performance was instantly widened several times, enough to accommodate thousands of people.

"Since it's a literary meeting, poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting are all acceptable."

Gui Yunzhi stood up and spoke to everyone in a graceful manner: "The people of the six races have been living with my human race for thousands of years, and they are naturally enjoying themselves. Brothers of the six races are also invited to participate. Those who are interested can stand up and recite poems on their own."

With that said, Gui Yunzhi thought for a moment and waved his hand towards the sky.

The next moment, snowflakes fell from the sky, and the scenery on the wall of the martial arts arena expanded inch by inch, turning into a big screen.

"Brother Gui, this mansion is really nice." Lin Ke's eyes lit up.

Isn't this a projector?

He plans to install one for his Lin Mansion so that he can watch open-air movies or something.

Gui Yunzhi scratched his head: "Brother Lin, if you like it, I will ask the Mo family craftsmen to come and get one for you someday."

Lin Ke cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much."

While they were communicating, the feathered young man who looked arrogant at first stood up.

The wings on his back were closed, and the injured area had healed, except that there was an obvious gunshot gap on it.

"Since there is snow today, I will use snow as the theme."

He didn't dare to look at Huo Ran now. He could only look at the snowflakes in the sky. He closed his eyes and sniffed lightly, thinking he was very elegant, and said:

"Snow is falling all over the sky, flying into the treetops to form garlands." "Snowflakes are like white fire, illuminating millions of farmers' homes."

After reading the poem, he looked around, but there was no vision. He couldn't help but sigh: "In the past, poetry was often accompanied by visions, but today's random works are ordinary."

When he said this, the "unremarkable" person said it like "earth-shattering", full of arrogance.

"Good! What a poem, what a poem!"

Several Yumen behind him stood up and applauded vigorously, and the other five tribes were also talking about it.

The old Yuren man behind the Yuren Prince stroked his beard and said with a smile: "To use snowflakes as the flowers of trees, and to compare snowflakes to white flames, is full of interest, extremely vivid, and a good poem!"

"Indeed! It's so well written!"

"He is worthy of being the prince of the Yuren tribe. On the path of poetry, I can't wait to be far away."

Others are also discussing.

Lin Ke was a little surprised.

Is this poetry?
In the previous life, this kind of poem could be written by an ordinary novel author just to make up for the number of words, right?

He looked at Huo Ran, who also had a speechless expression on his face.

He snorted coldly, without giving any face to those feathered people. He stood up and said, "This is rubbish, insult my ears."

As a descendant of Huo Qubing, he naturally has this kind of pride and will not consider what these feathered people think of him.

Therefore, he is so outspoken.

"Also, please place your bet first. All participants need to place their bets before speaking." Huo Ran pointed to the items on the ground: "You, the winner, can choose one thing."

When there are more people, the rules naturally change.

Originally, it was a winner-takes-all scenario among them. Anyway, they had a good relationship and perception with each other, so naturally they didn't mind.

However, the people of these six tribes are very fat and live in some inaccessible places for a long time, and their output is also very unique.

The feathered prince took out a feather with some pain when he saw this: "This is the feather of the Golden Phoenix Divine Eagle."

Feathers are quite spiritual and can be used as a good material for refining weapons and medicine.

Then he looked at Lin Ke and the others, focusing on Lin Ke, wanting Lin Ke to come out for a gambling fight.

"Oh? Golden Phoenix Eagle?" Guan Wangyi's eyes lit up and he cupped his hands towards Lin Ke and the others: "A certain family just wants to get wind shoes for their mounts and needs something with the wind attribute. I think this feather is just right. "

Lin Ke and the others nodded and smiled, indicating to Guan Fangyi.

Guan Wangyi stood up, looked at the snowflakes around him, thought for a moment, and then said:

"The beautiful lady is wrapped in silver and snow, and her tenderness turns into rolling waves."

"Marrying into the loess soil will make your crops grow taller and taller."

Not bad... Lin Ke admired in his heart.

He is worthy of being a saint in the world, and this poem is really good.

Guan Wangyi's poem compares snow to a tender lady who is as tender as water. She married the loess, became the wife of mud, and gave birth to crops.

It is written about the spring of the next year after the heavy snow. There is a saying that auspicious snow heralds a good year. This is what it means.

This kind of personification is much better than the messy rhetoric in the previous song.

Although there are some problems with some details, it is still pretty good.

After Guan Wangyi finished reciting the poem, he looked around and found no vision.

This is a subconscious action of many people. After reading the poem, they expect a vision to happen.

"I think this poem is really well written."

Lin Ke was the first to express his opinion, and Huo Ran and the others agreed.

Because Guan Fangyi really has good literary talent!
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Both of them were made up by me, please feel free to criticize_(:3⌒)_(End of chapter)