Martial Arts: Junior Brother Hanyi, the Magic Sword Thousand Blades at the beginning

however.

Just when he had just started writing less than nine characters at his desk.

Suddenly, a streak of yellow talent spewed out from the paper, turning into the fragrance of ink and spreading out, making people feel shocked!

The talent is gushing, and the fragrance of ink is overflowing!

"This...this is?!"

the other side.

When Kaiyan saw such a situation, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the next moment he suddenly exclaimed!

"One sentence from Mingzhou!"

"This is impossible!"

"Mingzhou in just one sentence?!"

This sentence, like a spring thunder, exploded here!

In an instant, all the people who participated in the literary battle all looked over at the same time!

The people present are mostly the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, and the pen and ink may not understand!

But it doesn't mean that you don't know the realm of Confucianism and Taoism!

To know.

It is a feat for a Juren to rack his brains and write Mingzhou poems!

Who would have thought that Lei Wujie's first sentence would reach Mingzhou!

"Ok?"

"What is this kid doing?"

at the same time.

On Dengtian Pavilion, Gun Immortal, Jiu Immortal, Gu Jianxian, Bikongqing, Huangdaozhu and others also cast their gazes.

They all looked at the paper!

These people have reached the level of Martial Dao Heavenly Man!

His eyesight has reached an unbelievable level!

To put it bluntly, even small prints hundreds of meters away can be read clearly!

Therefore, it is easy to see the content on the paper!

"Angry into the crown, leaning against the railing, Xiaoxiaoyu takes a break."

At this moment, after seeing that sentence, Confucian Sword Immortal Xie Yun couldn't help saying it in a low voice.

Immediately, a surge of grief, anger and resentment couldn't help in my heart, and I couldn't help but want to vent it!

"Good sentence, good sentence!"

"At the beginning of Dazhou, if this poem can be completed, it will at least be at the level of Zhenguo, and it may even be spread to the world!"

"I'm ashamed to say that although I practice both Confucianism and swordsmanship, and I'm known as a Confucian swordsman by the world, it's not that easy to write a poem and song that can subdue the country..."

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The words of Confucianism and Sword Immortal fall.

The expressions of Gun Immortal, Nujian Immortal and others all changed.

Although these people are martial arts gods, they are naturally very familiar with some realms of Confucianism.

Today, the martial arts of the Dali Dynasty are prosperous, but the literary arts are mediocre.

Not the Tang Dynasty or the Great Qin Dynasty.

Even the Song Dynasty was better than the Dali Dynasty in terms of literature and Taoism.

In the past few decades, the poems, songs, and beautiful articles of the birth of the Dali Dynasty and the township are almost blank!

Although Xie Yun, Confucian Sword Immortal, can also write poems about Zhen Guo, but it also needs time, and he can't write it just because he wants to.

Whether it is poetry or words, it is all to express the injustice in the heart.

Express it in words!

Confucian Sword Immortal is one of the five Great Sword Immortals of the Dali Dynasty, with a respected status and a noble status.

For so many years, his heart is as calm as water, and he has almost no grievances!

That's why he said that it was difficult for him to write a poem about the country.

not far.

When Bi Kongqing, Li Ling, Ling Duxu, Huang Yaoshi and the others heard this, they felt that the anger in their hearts was burning and could not be stopped.

They remembered the scene of the confrontation with the Mongolian Yuan army in Xiangyang City that day.

Reminds me of Tiny Hei's arrogance at that time!

Thinking of how difficult it was for Guo Jing to guard Xiangyang City these years!

In a trance, he understood why Guo Jing could be called a hero in the realm of martial arts and astronomy!

It's a pity that the martial art of the Song Dynasty was weak, and the military department of the court was not good.

Coupled with the strength of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, even if Guo Jing defended Xiangyang for decades, he still could not beat the Mongol Yuan army back to the grassland.

Thinking of this, everyone sighed again.

I feel more and more that this poem is very suitable for the current situation of Xiangyang City!

However, what puzzled them was that Lei Wujie didn't participate in the Xiangyang War, so how could he write such a tune?

"good."

"It reached Mingzhou at the beginning of the chapter, and it is indeed possible to spread it to the world."

the other side.

The two Confucian saints of the White Deer Academy of the Great Song Dynasty also spoke.

These two people are Taishan Beidou in Wen Dao.

With such an evaluation, Li Chenzhou, Fang Zijing and others were shocked!

Of the rhetoric and songs that have been passed down to the world, even in the Song Dynasty, there have been less than ten pieces so far!

"However, this boy Lei Wujie usually looks very simple and honest, when can he write such words and sentences without any ink?"

"Is it really puzzling?"

Spear Fairy Sikong Changfeng had a strange expression on his face.

While speaking, intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Lei Qianhu.

Anyway, Lei Wujie is a member of the Lei family.

The Lei family has always respected martial arts, and the disciples of the Lei family do not know how to practice literature at all.

At this moment, Lei Qianhu was also confused.

When did Lei Wujie become so talented?

He didn't know either.

On the other hand, Confucian Sword Immortal Xie Yun kept silent, looking down at Lei Wujie in the distance, as if thinking about something.

……

at the same time.

When Ye Ruoyi saw Lei Wujie, the first sentence of the opening sentence was at Mingzhou level, her eyes were startled, and then she smiled.

Seeing Duan Kaiyan beside him, he was envious.

"I don't believe it, this kid can really write the words of Zhen Guo!"

"How many years has it been since Dali Dynasty published an article?"

Tuan Kaiyan gritted his teeth jealously, with a gloomy face, and sneered.

To know.

Poems and words are very particular.

Some poems are amazing at the beginning, but towards the end, they become more mediocre, exhausted, and become ordinary works.

There are also some that start out ordinary, but later become a trickle, and finally turn into a majestic torrent, the finishing touch, a sublimation.

And Lei Wujie's poem, in Duan Kaiyan's opinion, belongs to the former.

But Ru Jianxian and others don't think so.

It reached Mingzhou at the beginning, so would it be a failure?

On the contrary, these people all looked forward to it.

I hope this Wendou can write poems for the country!

"Looking up, looking up to the sky and screaming, with a strong heart. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of roads, clouds and moons."

But at this moment, facing such a situation, Qi Changkong looked indifferent.

He even brought out such masterpieces as Man Jianghong!

How could you lose?

He was at the side transmitting the voice for Lei Wujie.

at the same time.

When the latter heard it, he wrote quickly.