Invincible from full level talent

Chapter 113 You might as well be called the god of poetry
Listen, listen carefully, is this what people say? !

Gu Hongliang's face was almost turned into a Muggle, and he said: "Little brother, we know you are powerful, but do you know what the inscription of nine talents means?"

"Oh, I don't know, let's hear it!"

If it wasn't for the presence of Ke Ling, the four of them almost couldn't control their emotions and wanted to beat Yang Yun up. They didn't know how to pretend to be wool, and they didn't even know what the inscription of talent meant, so they dared to say "it's just a mere trick" ", there must be a limit to this pretense, okay?

"Brother Gu, don't get excited, let me tell you." Seeing that Gu Hongliang was about to twitch, Wu Xingsheng hurried forward and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, and then said: "The so-called talent inscription symbolizes that the talent is not fake. However, if an ordinary person can condense one inscription of talent after completing a piece of work, it is already very eye-catching, if a piece of work can be completed and three inscriptions of talent can be condensed, it means that this person is quite extraordinary!"

"Wait, wait—" Yang Yun asked suspiciously, "You mean to say that making a poem or a word can also gather talent and inscription?"

"Of course we can't do it. This refers to those who use literature or painting as their way."

Yang Yun was concerned about this entanglement, "I don't understand one thing. Since it is a practice, why do you have to use writing to learn Taoism and painting to learn Taoism? Isn't it as bad as ordinary people?"

"Ahem, little brother, what do you care about this? In fact, there are still people who enter the Tao by (refining) alchemy, and those who enter the Tao by music theory. That's orthodox!"

I understand, I understand, Yang Yun put aside this topic and returned to normal, "Continue to talk about just now, what does the inscription of nine talents really mean?"

"Little brother, you are really strange. Sometimes you feel that you know everything and can do everything, but sometimes you feel that you are no different from a wild monkey walking out of the mountains. You don't know anything at all. This feeling is really strange. !"

"Stop talking nonsense, what does the inscription of nine talents really mean?"

"Ahem," Wu Xingsheng straightened his expression and said, "Take poetry as an example. The three ways show extraordinary talent. If you can gather the four to six ways, then this person is definitely an extremely coquettish big shot in this field. If you can gather Out of nine ways, needless to say, it is definitely at the level of a great god!"

After listening to these words, Ke Ling looked at Yang Yun affectionately, and wrote: "Brother Yun, can you condense the inscription of nine talents?"

"Yes, of course I can. Whoever says I can't, don't talk about nine ways, I will also condense 81 ways for you!"

Really, I never thought that Poor's lethality would be so great. Those trembling long eyelashes, those beautiful eyes full of anticipation and tenderness, and that flawless and beautiful face all make people proud unconsciously. Suddenly.

And upon hearing this, Poor became even happier, not only hugged her arms tightly, but also cuddled her whole body tightly.

God, it really kills!
Yang Yun was very emotional. If he hadn't hidden someone in his heart, he would have fallen as a blank sheet of paper.But even so, I felt my heart beating violently, and I couldn't restrain my excitement at that time.

"Little brother, don't talk nonsense. You still want to condense the nine talent inscriptions. I know you want to show it in front of the poor, but don't brag about it too much."

"That is, although we have been imprisoned for hundreds of years, to be honest, in nearly ten thousand years, no matter what kind of poems and songs, the highest one I have heard is just the inscription of seven talents, and you want to condense nine? !"

"Little brother, don't say we're attacking you. There is still a fundamental difference between talent and understanding. No matter how high your understanding is, if you don't have the talent, you will definitely not be able to write a good article, right?"

After being said so by several people, Yang Yun suddenly realized a problem again.

"I would like to ask, according to the request of the Longevity Emperor, there must be nine inscriptions of talent. If I have talent, but I didn't enter the Tao through poetry, does that mean I have no chance?"

"No," Tan Tong replied, "Emperor Changsheng used to be the person who condensed the inscriptions of nine talents. Since his divine sense is to test the talent of poetry, when you choose to accept the trial and stand in front of the chaotic circle, you are actually It is equivalent to acquiescing that at this moment you are entering the Tao with writing, and under the assessment of his divine sense, if you are talented, you will definitely condense the inscription of talent!"

"Really?"

"Nonsense, it's not that I haven't heard of this kind of thing before, but who has the perverted Changsheng Emperor who dares to ask for the Nine Dao, and doesn't want to inherit it if he doesn't want to inherit it? It makes a bunch of people feel very itchy. You got it!"

"I think there must be something wrong with the Changsheng Emperor's mind. Don't listen to the rumors, Fengya, in fact, his heart has long been distorted."

"Yes, yes, he did it on purpose. In fact, he just wanted to show off his talent in front of future generations. That's definitely the case!"

Well, these people began to say that grapes are sour because they can't eat grapes again!
After talking and talking, in the end, the few people directly threw the topic on Yang Yun.

"By the way, I never asked you, little brother, do you know poetry?"

"Yes, Brother Yun, do you know poetry?"

Not only the four people asked, but Poor also followed suit.

As for Yang Yun, he was in a dilemma at the moment.

Will you?Obviously not.But I have read [-] poems from Tang and Song Dynasties, if I copy them, would it be considered my own in this different world?If I recite a poem by myself, and then openly tell others that I did it, will my conscience hurt, and will I feel ashamed and embarrassed?

"Brother Yun, so you were coaxing me just now, obviously Poor wants to hear Brother Yun come to write poems."

After Poor finished writing, her expression was full of disappointment. Seeing her like this, as a man, she felt such a pain in her heart.

"Poor girl, don't worry, actually... In fact, I'm halfway through!"

Gu Hongliang and the four of them gave Yang Yun a supercilious look.

"What is half-meeting and not-half-meeting? If you know it, you will, if you don't, you won't. What does half-meeting mean?"

"Little brother, don't talk about it. The inheritance of the old thief of the Changsheng Emperor has nothing to do with us. Let's take it as a fun to watch today. I think it's better to go back and play chess!"

"That's right, it's better to go back to the lower prison to study chess skills, it's a waste of time here."

Seeing that the three of them were about to leave, Yang Yun felt helpless, didn't he see that Poor is so sad now that he wants to cry.I blamed myself for bragging about cheating before, but now it's all right, a good girl is about to shed tears.In the past few days, she has eaten delicious food and been served. Isn't it a sin to make Poor sad?

"You all come back to me, it's actually like this," Yang Yun said while feeling ashamed, "Well, I never told you, in fact, I once got Shi Xianshi in my dream The inheritance of the talents of the hymns, ghosts, demons, poets, and others..."

Before they finished speaking, Gu Hongliang and the others almost spit on Yang Yun.

"Little brother, you might as well go to heaven and get it in your dreams. Think of us as three-year-olds!"

"Let's go, don't listen to my little brother's cheating, there are still poets and hymns, why don't you call yourself the God of Poetry!"

(End of this chapter)