Live Broadcast: What Does It Have To Do With Me If The World Of Cultivation Has Become A Piece Of Sh

Everyone waited for a while, but no one came with the Four Treasures of the Study, so they looked at each other in confusion.

Finally, they all looked at the host, Zhu Jinbao.

Zhu Jinbao, who was about to doze off, was stunned for a moment, his expression a little confused.

Zhou Zewen reminded: "Master Zhu, please lend me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Zhu Jinbao was speechless.

"Everyone, Sanyuanmen is the Martial Dao sect..."

"Do you think we, a bunch of rough guys, have something like a pen, paper, and ink?"

"puff…"

Chen Feng couldn't help but spit out the sip of tea he just drank.

Fortunately, he turned to the other side in time and didn't spray Hua Yuerong, but it did wet the skirt of the female disciple of Sanyuan Sect.

The other person's little face suddenly wrinkled.

Chen Feng boldly took out a small bag of Spirit Stone and threw it to her.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. You can use these Spirit Stones to buy a new one."

"Thank you...thank you."

The female disciple held the heavy Spirit Stone and felt like she was in a dream.

After all, she only had five Spirit Stones in Sanyuanmen a month.

There are at least twenty pills in this small bag, which is her monthly salary for four months.

[Hey, Brother Feng wants to pretend to be a rich second generation to flirt with girls? ]

[Brother Feng is a real rich man, okay? He has more than four million Spirit Stones. Do you know how many billions it would be in exchange for money? ]

[Who can do the math? ]

[Forget it, so as not to be irritated. ]

[This girl is of the Xiaojiabiyu style. She would be a school beauty to some extent on Earth, but in the world of cultivation, she would be a bit lost in the crowd. ]

Xi Lian couldn't help but tease: "Master Huafeng, your White Bird Sect disciple is quite generous."

Hua Yuerong glanced at Xi Lian and ignored her.

"..."

Xi Lian felt that she was being ignored, and suddenly felt angry.

Faced with Zhu Jinbao's rhetorical question, Zhou Zewen was speechless for a moment, and then he took out two pen and ink inkstones and a dozen spiritual papers that he carried with him.

He waved one of them to Chen Feng's table and said to the two disciples behind him:

"Zisong, Ziqing, please lend your pen, ink, paper and inkstone to Joyous Union Sect and Fellow Daoist of Tianxin Pavilion."

"Okay, teacher."

Chen Feng slowly polished the ink with one hand, and secretly bought a calligraphy skill book in the system store with the other hand.

He deliberately slowed down and waited to see how others achieved literary merit.

Zhou Zewen had disciples who were skilled in sharpening ink, so he was the first to start writing.

I saw that he wrote a poem in a unique calligraphy style of Wenchang Academy.

When the poem was completed, a ray of blue-gold light fell from the sky and merged into his body.

"Haha, the five centimeters of literary merit are in disgrace."

Zhou Zewen raised his hand and smiled.

[Look how excited he is, Brother Feng, give him some stimulation. ]

[A mere five centimeters. ]

[Brother Feng bought him a piece of puzzle that means the Milky Way falls into the sky. ]

Chen Feng ignored the barrage. After all, it's OK to show off, but it's not a good thing if it's too exaggerated.

After reading it, he found that the skill Fifty Cent Special Effects in his mind automatically added the cultural blessing effect.

In other words, you don’t need to imagine the simulation yourself, you can use it with just one thought.

"It seems that these skills have hidden mechanisms that can be explored..."

"If there are blessings from literature and art, just talk about the merits of literature and art. These scholars will be so proud that they will put gold on their faces."

Chen Feng complained in his mind, then picked up the brush and started writing poems.

He used Yanti regular script, and also used Senluo Sword Heart to leave the Sword Intent on the paper through pen and ink.

It's not that he did this on purpose, but he drank too much spiritual tea, and if he didn't consume it, he almost couldn't bear the urge to Foundation Building.

While he was writing the opening paragraph, the talented courtesans Lian Xin and Situ Xiu from Joyous Union Sect also finished writing their own works, attracting a little blessing from the literary world.

Zhou Zewen stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Three centimeters, two centimeters, it's already very rare."

Lian Xin and Situ Xiu smiled slightly, but felt disgusted in their hearts.

How could he, a literary giant, have the nerve to compete with them here? Shouldn't he let his disciples do it?

Everyone focused their attention on Chen Feng again. At this time, he had just finished writing Li Bai's parallel essay. After discovering that he did not attract the blessing of literary education, he immediately shifted the manual gear and applied a wave of blessing effects of literary education. .

Seven feet and three feet of blue-gold light fell from the sky like a horse and poured into Chen Feng's body.

"Hiss! Seven feet and three feet!!!"

Zhou Zewen held the table with both hands, couldn't help but straighten up and screamed.

The cultural figures on the scene were also shocked.

"This...this is too shocking!!"

"The strong man of Ten Dou Literary Aura is so terrifying..."

Chen Feng picked up the manuscript and threw it aside expressionlessly, then continued writing on the new paper.

"..."

His habitual attitude is really heartbreaking for the educated people in the garden.

Zhou Zewen couldn't help but want to go over and grab Chen Feng's collar.

Ask him why he is so calm!

Is this often the case?

How can he be so excellent!

How can people like them, who specialize in literature, live? !

Situ Xiu, Tanhua Lang, looked at the seven-foot-three-foot-long calligraphy treasure that was thrown aside, and had the urge to pick it up with both hands and give Chen Feng a kick.

Lian Xin didn't have as many thoughts as the first two. She just felt that Chen Feng was a real madman, who could fully interpret the true boldness and bohemianism.

Not like those rude and pretentious fake lunatics in the Goulan.

His madness comes from his talent, his terrifying talent, and his unconventional arrogance.

Rather than bluffing.

Lian Xin's eyes gradually became confused as she watched Chen Feng's three-foot-one-foot-five-foot-two-foot-long literary merit fall from time to time, but he always looked extremely indifferent.

[Hahaha, I just like to see these immortal cultivators looking like shit. ]

[I admit that I pretended to be fake for Brother Feng again. ]

[Stop writing this, it will stun all the professionals. ]

At this time, Zhou Zewen had become a numb reading machine.

Xi Lian and Mrs. Xiang Nong already wanted to leave, but this time they really failed to suppress them, and their backhand was shown to their faces.

When word spreads about this Peach Garden Club, it is estimated that White Bird Sect's restaurant and Quyuan's business will boom, surpassing both of them in one fell swoop.

Xi Lian was glad in her heart that White Bird Sect didn't do the hook-and-loop business, otherwise it would have been doomed.

When she thought that she was the one who caused this incident, she felt bitter in her heart. If she turned around and let the sect leader and elders know about it, they would definitely punish her.

Those perverted women really have many tricks up their sleeves.

"Huh...I finally finished writing. I'm exhausted."

Chen Feng waved his hand, finished the last special effects, and thought he could call it a day and leave.

As a result, there was suddenly a strange sound in the sky.

Over the entire Bailu Island, shadows of peach blossoms appeared, and then branches connected the peach blossoms together. After a while, a huge peach tree formed in the sky.

Zhou Zewen shouted in a trembling voice: "Weird and Taoist phenomenon!!"

"His poems attracted literary attention!!!"

Everyone who was nervous at first, thinking something had happened, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

But Chen Feng's whole body was hanging up.

If you cheat and encounter a GM, your account won't be banned this time, right? ! !

The vision in the sky constructed a peach tree, then a peach orchard, and then a personal figure.

Everyone in the garden was stunned, because it was clearly them inside.

Wen Dao seems to be trying to recreate everything that just happened...

Hua Yuerong couldn't help but laugh again.

Xi Lian and Mrs. Xiang Nong both wanted to die.