My magic weapons are all rule-based

Xu Shan forced himself to calm down and took half a step back.

It's over, this birdie wants to play with propositional composition, isn't that going to cost me my life?

Poems have been memorized by people of all ages, but those that are relevant to the topic are so difficult to find.

It seems that for today's plan, I can only use it myself.

After all, the other party is a bird demon, and even if the study time is long enough, it may not be able to match my compulsory education level.

If you really can't write some sour poems, you can still stuff some famous lines into them.

Birdman smiled and looked at Xu Shan quietly: "Then let's start now. Are you ready?"

"Wait a minute! You can't come up with the question. That's not fair. It's only fair to let everyone present come up with it!" Xu Shan said solemnly, turning his head and looking down, "Which one of you will come up with the question?"

"I'll do it!" A shout came from the group of monsters under the table, "This is the title!"

Then there was a snap, and a round water-condensed beast was thrown on the table.

Xu Shan looked down and his scalp was slightly numb.

Damn it, slime! ?

The question is so tricky!

When he raised his head, the birdman on the opposite side also happened to raise his head, and they looked at each other in confusion.

"You come first!" Xu Shan said solemnly.

"You go first, your level is lower than mine."

Seeing the birdman taking half a step back, Xu Shan's panic was greatly reduced.

Hehe, he's also a dabbler, he doesn't seem to have much ability.

"Listen up, you are the one challenging me today! Who can answer first when challenged? Are there any rules?" Xu Shan shouted.

"Rules? Are you weak enough to tell me the rules? If you don't, I will treat you as giving up."

"Playing with me on a hob, you're acting like a hooligan, right?!"

"No, you two can do it! If not, go down and quickly find someone new. How can you spend so much time writing a poem?" There was a commotion below.

Bird Head turned around and yelled: "You can do it!"

The beasts fell into silence, and no one pressed them. After all, not many people can write poems... and the topic was so tricky.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Xu Shan said, "How about changing the topic? This topic is boring."

"That's good, but I don't think it's interesting either. Who will replace it with a new one!" Birdman shouted downwards.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone threw something on the table.

A half-eaten live fish.

"That's it, you two, don't keep nagging!"

fish?

Birdman's eyes lit up.

Xu Shan frowned.

Fish... He really didn't have any poems about fish in his mind... Chickens, ducks and geese could recall them.

"Boy, I saved you some face last time, so I'll do it first this time!" Birdman said calmly.

He stood on the table, walked seven steps, and suddenly chanted: "There are fat carps in the river, and their scales shine like gold. The wind blows up with a leap, and the delicious food returns to the plate."

"Hmm~~Hmm~~What a poem!" The demons below kept savoring it.

Birdman raised his head and looked at Xu Shan provocatively: "It's your turn."

Xu Shan stared at each other, his mind racing.

The bullshit poem opposite is just a limerick, it stinks!

No matter how poor his Chinese skills are, it can still be heard that his level is not good, but the monsters below can actually applaud him.

I've seen a ghost, I guess this cultural class is all for free.

But the problem now is that he can't write limericks either...

You have to think quickly and come up with this poem, otherwise Lu Wanjun and the three others may be robbed.

If three people died because of this matter, he would feel unjust.

Inexplicably, because I have never composed a poem about monsters, I am hanging here...it feels aggrieved to listen to it.

"Jue Wushen, do you know how to do it?" Xue Ji jumped anxiously from below, "Fuck him to death! Fuck him to death!"

"Boy, if it doesn't work, just go down. I don't think your bat clan's spiritual wisdom can go anywhere. If you are asked to learn from others, it will be difficult for you." Birdman folded his arms and waited to see the joke.

Everyone was urging me, and I could no longer pretend to be dumb.

I really can't remember it, so I can only do this... I'll figure it out later.

I never expected that my cultural level would fall to this low!

Xu Shanya bit it and muttered something in his mouth.

"The butterfly fish is plump and paired with thick soup. It tastes delicious when cooked in a stone pot. It is so powerful when roasted in a fierce flame that it will be prosperous forever."

There was silence in the hall, and the next second the hall erupted with shouts.

"Fuck, that's awesome!"

"What a poem, what a poem, full of color and fragrance."

"It seems that the bat clan really doesn't give it in vain..."

Xue Ji screamed and jumped onto the big table: "Win!"

The birdman across from him turned his head and jumped off the long table, his face as sinking as water.

Xu Shan glanced around, the corners of his mouth twitching.

No...won? Can this fucking win?

Co-authoring is better than who can write poetry, right?

"Who else, come up together!" Xue Ji pointed downwards domineeringly.

"Hey, okay, okay, boss, it's almost done. I'm tired. I'm tired." Xu Shan quickly stopped Xue Ji and pulled her down.

Xue Ji refused to give up and continued to scream.

But at this moment, a black shadow flashed over and stood directly in front of the two of them.

Xu Shan took a closer look and saw that it was the Dog Demon Holy Envoy of the Xiaoyue Clan who had disappeared before.

Before he could ask, the Holy Envoy said first: "You call Jue Wushen, right?"

"That's right."

"Very good. The higher-ups already know about you. You and Xue Ji will take the three monks and come with me."

Xue Ji's eyes shined brightly.

"But going to the Dragon Court Holy Land? Does the Dragon Clan want a reward?"

"Exactly, you two come with me." After the Holy Messenger finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Boss, this won't be dangerous, right? What should I say when I see the dragons?" Xu Shan asked in a low voice.

Xue Ji suppressed her excitement and whispered, "I don't know either. Just be respectful when the time comes. Let's see how they arrange it."

Xu Shan nodded, bound the cage with his spiritual power and followed the Holy Envoy.

Walking along the street, the population gradually became sparse.

After passing a few more checkpoints, until we reached the end of the City of Ten Thousand Monsters...

Xu Shan discovered that this city had only one gate, and at the end opposite the gate was a towering city wall.

In the center of the city wall was a golden dragon head with a huge mouth that swallowed the sky.

The size of the dragon head looked the same as that of jade.

The Holy Envoy who had been leading the way in front turned sideways and said, "Behind this is the entrance to the Dragon Court Holy Land. After you two follow me in, don't walk around. Once you find out, your lives will be in danger."

Xue Ji and Xu Shan agreed in unison.

The Holy Envoy jumped up and flew into the dragon's mouth, followed closely by Xu Shan and the others.

When the vision in front of him was restored, it was already golden.

A large number of palaces emitting glittering golden light came into view, floating above the clouds.

The huge and extremely rich spiritual energy around them quickly enveloped the two.

"Nantianmen, this is..." Xu Shan muttered to himself.

"Nantianmen? What Nantianmen? Have you seen such a place elsewhere?" The Holy Envoy turned back and asked curiously.

"Nothing, I just heard about such a place in the story books of mortals, and it is more in line with my imagination."

Xu Shan responded with a sentence and looked at Xue Ji sideways.

I saw that Xue Ji's eyes were dull, but her attention was not on the large building in front.

Obviously immersed in the abnormal spiritual environment here.

......