Rising Xianxia World

Chapter 27 Who is the flower?

"Ahem——" After hearing this half of the poem, Gu Qiubai coughed dryly.

What kind of trouble is this? Some time ago, this half of the poem was still making a fuss on the Internet.

There are tens of thousands of messages alone, and there are all kinds of strange answers.

How could it appear here so well, and was made by Wei Junshou?
It seems that the cultural similarities between the real world and the Xianxia world are really quite amazing.

"Mr. Gu, what's the matter with you?" Sheriff Wei asked.

"No, it's okay. It's windy on the mountain, and I've caught a cold." Gu Qiubai said hastily.

"I have a jug of wine, enough to comfort the wind."

All the geniuses began to meditate, hoping to be more correct.

After all, this is the last round of competition, so you must put in all your strength, and maybe you can make a big splash.

Although the first half of the poem is ordinary in terms of words, it is superior in the lofty artistic conception, bold and free and easy, and it is also a rare good poem.

Everyone can see that the words used in the second half of the poem can be arbitrary, but the artistic conception and style must match, otherwise it will definitely appear out of place.

This is exactly the difficulty of the continuation poem. First of all, one must understand the original author's state of mind at that time, so that he can start writing.

Otherwise, if you write rashly, the words will not express your meaning, and it will be inevitable that the dog's tail will continue.

What's more, this poem was written by Sheriff Wei. If the continuation is not good, the previous efforts will not only be in vain, but may even offend Sheriff Wei.

Therefore, all the gifted scholars present are carefully considering the choice of words and words, trying to make the artistic conception as far-reaching as possible.

This time, even Ji Changge thought carefully and became cautious.

In the last round, he suffered a small loss and underestimated Gu Qiubai. He felt that it was impossible for Gu Qiubai to write a better poem than him in a stick of incense time, so he recited a few words without thinking clearly.

This time, he will never be abrupt again!
"Since there is no one to continue the poem, the girl will come first!" Ninth Piaoling said with a smile as her clothes fluttered around her.

"All ears."

Wei Junshou's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that the first person to continue the poem was a woman.

Governor Wei admired Jiu Piaoling very much. This girl did not have the rigid and reserved traditional women, but was free and unrestrained.

Although she looks plain, she seems to have a magical power, and her whole body is full of aura, like an elf who has fallen into the world.

"I have a jug of wine, enough to comfort the wind."

"Drunk to the depths of flowers, smiling at people in the world."

After hearing this, Magistrate Wei clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Okay, good to continue!"

He gently recited the second half of the sentence, showing admiration: "This poem was written when I was drunk. It has a bit of my charm at that time, but it is more charming and free and easy. Not bad, not bad!"

After all, this poem was continued by a woman, so there is inevitably a touch of softness in the words.

What is rare is that there is aloofness and freedom in the softness, which is endlessly memorable.

"Hehe." Jiu Piaoling blinked her bright eyes and smiled.

The rest of the talented scholars also began to ponder one after another, this poem continuation is indeed good.

They also knew in their hearts that at least Governor Wei gave them some hints, and the subsequent poems must be written around drunkenness.

Soon, another gifted scholar recited the second half of the song, and Governor Wei also nodded and made some comments.

But Nine Piaoling's drunken poems continued in the front, and even if the later talents wrote better, it would be difficult to resonate.

After a while, all the talents are ready, only Ji Changge and Gu Qiubai are left!
The two have always been the focus of the audience, competing against each other, and everyone is also looking forward to what poem they will continue to write?

Almost all the poems written by the gifted scholar were related to drunkenness. Sheriff Wei was a little impatient. If the two of them still wrote it, it would definitely cause resentment.

This also invisibly increases the difficulty. After all, if you don't write about drunkenness, it will be difficult to match the artistic conception with the first half of the poem.

"You two, who will continue first?" Governor Wei asked Fuxu.

Gu Qiubai looked at Ji Changge and smiled casually: "Since the last round was done by Mr. Ji, then this round will be done by me first."

Gu Qiubai looked around, feeling a surge of heroism in his heart, and his voice suddenly became extremely empty.

"I have a jug of wine, enough to comfort the wind."

"Pour all the water into the river and sea, and give it to everyone in the world."

When Gu Qiubai finished chanting, Governor Wei's heart trembled as if he had been hit hard with a sledgehammer.

The second half of the continuation of the poem perfectly expressed his mood at that time, and even made the whole poem more vast.

Magistrate Wei felt ashamed, even if he was allowed to continue, it might not be so perfect.

"Giving drinks to all the people in the world", how heroic this is, the world seems to have become smaller at this moment.

Governor Wei applauded, his heart was full of excitement: "Mr. Gu really has an incomparable talent, and Wei is very satisfied with the following two lines of poems!"

"Your Majesty the County Sheriff has praised you." Gu Qiubai nodded, neither humble nor overbearing.

Gu Qiubai's series of amazing performances can be regarded as completely conquering Sheriff Wei!

In his heart, he can already be sure that Gu Qiubai's attainments in poetry are already comparable to great Confucian scholars.

Even the aura and artistic conception contained in the poems cannot be compared even by great Confucians.

Wei Junshou had tears in his eyes. After so many years, he has never seen a young man with Gu Qiubai's literary talent.

As he said before: "My way is not alone!"

"Awesome, Gu Qiubai is worthy of the name of a genius."

"Being able to hear these two lines of poetry, this Qingfeng poetry meeting has no regrets."

"In terms of artistic conception, the following two lines of poems are already perfect, beyond our reach."

The rest of the wits were also amazed, and the two lines of the continuation really surprised them.

Ji Changge was shocked when he heard Gu Qiubai's continued poem.

He really didn't expect that Gu Qiubai's attainments in poetry had reached this level.

If he thought it was tricky before, when these two poems came out, it gave him a knowing blow!
"At this age, how can someone surpass me in poetry?" Ji Changge was very unwilling.

If Gu Qiubai is older, it is reasonable to say, but Gu Qiubai is only 20 years old, and his age is not much different from him.

To him, this was not just a blow, but a shame!

Even, his Taoist heart of cultivating immortals may be dusted because of this.

The family asked him to go down to the world of mortals to cultivate his heart, just to wash away the lead. If this tone is not smooth, how will he practice in the future?

"Mr. Gu really continued the good poem, so I'm making a fool of myself." Ji Changge regained his composure.

He has cultivated his mind since he was a child, even if his heart is turbulent, he will not lose his grace.

He said leisurely: "I have a jug of wine, which is enough to comfort the wind and dust. Walk on Kunlun with Xinghan shoes"

When Governor Wei heard it, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Even though there were pearls and jade in front of him, these two lines of poems did not fall behind.

There is a touch of fairy spirit and unruly in the boldness, and the poem shows a picturesque scenery.

An exiled immortal, holding a jug of wine, stepping on star shoes, singing loudly, walking towards Kunlun fairy mountain, what kind of poetic and picturesque is this?
However, even though the continuation was good, after some consideration, Governor Wei still felt that in terms of artistic conception, Gu Qiubai's continuation poems were more to his liking!
He looked around at the talented scholars, and he had already made a decision in his heart, and said immediately: "The Qingfeng Poetry Fair has been held five times so far, but this is the only one that suits me best!"

All the talented scholars looked at Gu Qiubai and Ji Changge one after another. This year's Qingfeng Poetry Festival has become extraordinarily exciting because of these two!

The shockingly talented poems and the competition of the poetry unions made everyone feel that even the scientific examination in front of the palace was nothing more than that.

"Next, I will announce the leader of the Qingfeng Poetry Association..."

Everyone was looking forward to it after hearing it, who will this leader get?

Even though they already have the answer in their hearts, they can't help but look forward to it.

However, at this moment, Ji Changge, who had been silent all the time, said, "Mr. Wei, this time I came to Nanshan, my father asked me to say hello to you."

Wei Junshou paused, looked at Ji Changge, and quickly understood what he meant.

After hearing this, Gu Qiubai's expression suddenly changed, this bastard, does he still want face?
To move out of the family at this time to put pressure on him, wanting Wei County Sheriff to award him the leader?

As the number one family cultivating immortals in Nanyang County, the Ji family has great power in Nanyang County.

This level of power is indeed worthy of the county guard's favor with the leader of the Qingfeng Poetry Association!
Thinking of this, Gu Qiubai's expression turned ugly.

He has a system mission, if he doesn't get the leader this time, he will have to abolish a skill.

Gu Qiubai remained silent, it would be useless to talk more at this time, it was up to the sheriff's own decision!
Wei Junshou's eyes swept back and forth between Gu Qiubai and Ji Changge, and a trace of complexity flashed across them.

"This is a poetry meeting, if you want to say hello, you will have plenty of time to ask after the poetry meeting is over!" At this time, Jiu Piaoling curled her lips and said.

A cold light flashed in Ji Changge's indifferent eyes, but he covered it up in an instant.

After Wei Jun heard this, his heart was shocked. That's right, this is a poetry fair, a pure poetry fair, not an intricate field of interests!
If he became selfish this time, wouldn't the Qingfeng Poetry Conference after that chill the hearts of talented scholars all over the world?
Thinking of this, he finally firmed his tone, and said, "The leader of the Qingfeng Poetry Association this time, Gu Qiubai!"

As soon as these three words came out, the system prompt sounded in Gu Qiubai's mind instantly.

"Mission: Become the leader of the Qingfeng Poetry Club, complete!"

"Mission reward: 1500 mission points!"

Gu Qiubai finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then checked his character panel.

Host: Gu Qiubai
Boundary: Qi Refining Seventh Floor

Kill value: 24600/43000
Reputation Points: 35000 (Rise to Fame)
Mission points: 1500
Status: Commoner

Cultivation method: "The Art of Killing Immortals" Qi Refining Chapter
Skills: "Fire Snake Art", "Disguise Art", "Basic Artifact Refining Method", "Comprehensive Solution to Formation", Breaking the Sky Eye

Heaven Points: 15
Yes, the task points this time are very rich, enough to spin the intermediate roulette once.

This time, what good things can we turn to?
(End of this chapter)