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There was Lei Li in the front, and then there were immortals, who were suspected to be the descendants of the Pan King, and there were some amazing characters in the back.

Yu Lingzi also came, the four dragons of the Zhang family also came, and the people of the Huangfu family also came, these are all great big shots, although they are all descendants, but they are also extremely extraordinary, making this talent event extraordinary.

"Where is this Talent Conference, this is clearly the Talent Conference."

The talented man sighed and told the truth in a joking way.

What he said is the truth, but unfortunately no one dares to say anything, the reason is very simple, after all, in this world, martial arts are still respected, whoever has a big fist speaks, and when this kind of thing happens, there is no way for a talented person.

Everything is still respected by martial arts.

The event continued, with talented people singing and reciting poems.

About two hours later, with the appearance of one big man after another, the real event finally began.

In the sky above the hundred gardens, a series of star waterfalls fall down, which looks beautiful.

"There is a heavenly palace."

"Is this the Heavenly Palace?"

"Heavenly feast."

Some people spoke, looked at the sky, and put on a feast, and some people were already sitting upright, such as Qi Xian, such as Lei Li, such as the Queen of Pan, they were all in the sky, and they had already found their place, but the sound there was isolated.

You can only look at it vaguely, but you can't look closely.

Soon a voice rang out.

"Those who break the starry waterfall can ascend to the heavenly palace for a banquet."

I don't know where the voice came from, telling everyone present that there is no need to guess that it is the real banquet place, and that it is just a gathering of ordinary people.

As soon as this kind of thing happened, it immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of many people.

Why is that? Talent event, also set up a level? Do you insult me? ”

Someone opened his mouth and uttered words of displeasure.

"That's it, it's obviously a grand event of talents, they are just strong in cultivation and noble in status, why can they be seated, and I still need to pass the level?"

Soon someone spoke, verbally and penned, these talented people are stunned at all, there are some things that they may not care, but when it comes to themselves, or they are despised, they will jump out immediately, regardless of who you are.

In an instant, many talented people opened their mouths to express their anger.

This kind of move has caused a lot of dissatisfaction among many people, it is obviously a talent event, how did it become this kind of genius party?

It's completely sour, how can they not be angry?

Zhang Xiaole watched this scene quietly, but did not speak, and Ximen also chuckled when it snowed: "It seems that the so-called talent festival is just an ornament." ”

Those who know the inside story understand that this so-called talent festival is just to find the relics of Panwang.

It has nothing to do with the so-called poetry and music.

"Silence!"

A voice fell, with a terrifying majesty, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

"A talented man passes the test with poetry, and it has nothing to do with cultivation."

I don't know who spoke, and suddenly a wall of poems appeared, this kind of thing was originally in the holy courtyard, but it was borrowed.

It can be said that it is a big deal!

Take the poetry wall as a level, if you want to go up, you must show your talents.

In this way, although some are still very angry, but they can't say anything, there will be levels set up anywhere, and the other party is also reasonable, mainly poetry.

At that moment, a talented man walked out, looked at the poetry wall, and made a poem, but it was not too peculiar, the poetry wall did not show any vision, and he lost the qualification to go to the heavenly palace at the moment.

But here there are talented people walking all over the street, one failed, and immediately another came, and after the second one finished reading the poem, the poem wall flashed, and the poem passed, but did not go up.

"Why is that?" The genius asked with a cold look.

"It's just that the poetry is accessible, but it's not imprinted in the poetry wall, but it's not passing."

The voice reappeared, and immediately surprised many people.

The poetry of that person is not bad, but I didn't expect that the Heavenly Palace must reach the level of the imprint of the poetry wall, that is, the poems created must be classics and can be passed on to a country.

It's hard.

Out of 10,000 talents, not necessarily one can have such skills.

"Sir, can you appreciate a poem?"

Seeing this scene, Ximen Xue couldn't help but look at Zhang Xiaole and asked with a smile.

"Yes, but ......" Zhang Xiaole naturally agreed, but before he finished speaking, Ximen Xia Xue sighed and said, "I understand!" It's just a spirit stone. ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Xiaole immediately smiled, and then after thinking for a while, he thought of a poem and handed it to Simon to snow.

Ximen's face changed after hearing this, and then he repeatedly chewed the poem that Zhang Xiaole had just said, and finally took a deep breath, bowed to Zhang Xiaole, and said: "The name of the holy master should not be compromised. ”

Roll on.

Zhang Xiaole is really not used to the snow in Ximen, he regards the snow in Ximen as a friend, so he is naturally not used to the snow in Ximen and gets serious.

And quietly before he knew it, Zhang Xiaole found that Dugu Xiaoyu had disappeared, disappearing under the eyelids of the two.

It's just that he didn't care much, although he knew that Dugu Xiaoyu must have something to hide from them, but this was personal privacy, so naturally he couldn't ask.

Soon Simon tidied up his clothes in the snow, and then came to Shibi.

"Thousands of hammers are carved out of the mountains, and the fire burns as if it were idle. Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world. ”

An ancient poem, the snow at the West Gate really feels a little bit when I read it, with a kind of momentum.

The poetry wall is full of light, and the golden and jade words are imprinted in the poetry wall, and he is the first to pass, and this poem has appeared in a holy courtyard for future generations to see.

"Clear the level!"

A voice appeared from the Heavenly Palace, informing everyone that Ximen had passed the assessment in the snow.

Zhang Xiaole watched quietly, he couldn't understand something, the ancient poems of Huaxia, every one taken out, has extraordinary power, the world of cultivation, the years are impermanent, logically speaking, this kind of poetry should be nothing, right?

He told Chen Chu his doubts, hoping to get an answer.

After hearing this, Chen Chu couldn't help but be stunned, and then said with a wry smile: "Mr. can really understand the ability, time is not proportional to quality, even if it is 100,000 years, 1 million years, 10 million years, it can only be said that there will be more classic poems, but it is not said that in the back, if someone says classic poems, it will not be recognized." ”

He explained like this, and Zhang Xiaole suddenly realized.

In fact, it is also the case, classic poetry, it doesn't matter what era exists, the poetry that can be passed down through the ages 10,000 years ago is the same quality as the classic poetry now.

In the 5,000-year history of China, all the poems summed up are only 500 poems, while the Xiuzhen civilization has 5 million poems.

The quantity does vary, but the quality does not vary too much, and even if there is a difference, there is a division.

For example, some poems can be transmitted to a country, but some poems can be transmitted to one realm, or even ten realms.

For example, Zhang Xiaole's book mountain has a road as a path, this is the inheritance of the Union, no matter where it is, in any era, as long as you have not heard of it, this is the Legend of the Holy Union.

It's not about time!

After understanding this, Zhang Xiaole didn't have too many doubts, but he was very curious, the Holy Alliance had come out, why did Ye Fairy not come.

What he never imagined was that the Ye Fairy was going through a life and death experience, and it was very likely that he would not see the Ye Fairy.

After the first clearance of the snow at Ximen, more talents appeared, but the failure rate was still very high, and in half an hour, only two people cleared the customs, and the rest were all eliminated.

But at this moment, a voice sounded, and Zhang Xiaole could tell whose voice it was.

The voice of the descendants of the Pan King.

"The feast doesn't need useless people, let's pass this assessment quickly, and the rest leave."

Queen Pan spoke, not wanting to continue waiting, feeling very boring.

"Brother Dao's mantra, this is a grand event for us, and everyone who should come is here, and they don't need it."

Lei Li also spoke up, the meaning was very simple, he didn't want to continue to wait, he felt that their geniuses were enough.

These words made many people angry, and they made angry voices, and some talented people stood up and accused, and said coldly: "This is a grand gathering of talents, what are you?" Why do we have to take the test? But they don't want it? ”

Many people nodded in agreement, they were already wronged, and now they still want to deprive them of the right to assess, they can't bear it.

"Talent extravaganza? What kind of person is really putting gold on his face, the poetry wall is here, you think hard for a long time, but you can't enter the door, what kind of genius do you still claim? And, what are you? Worthy of a talent? Is it worthy of the word genius? ”

Lei Li opened his mouth and sneered coldly.

"In these days, there are indeed many people who are self-righteous! Open your mouth and shut up genius, genius, it's really stupid and ridiculous. ”

The queen of Pan also spoke, but there was no sarcastic tone, but it was a calm, and this attitude made people even more angry.

Suddenly angry, many people gritted their teeth.

"It's a bit excessive." Chen Chu muttered to himself in his heart and sighed, it doesn't matter if these people talk about it elsewhere, Zhang Xiaole is now a holy teacher, and they actually humiliate the scholar in front of Zhang Xiaole, it's really ..... Act recklessly.

However, Zhang Xiaole was not angry, he was very calm and calm.

"Everyone, please come back."

Soon in the Heavenly Palace, a voice sounded, and it seemed that it had been decided to let these people leave, which was regarded as acquiescing in the words of Lei Li and the descendants of King Pan.

"Insulting Sven!"

"Lie to me as a reader."

The talented man clenched his fists and roared, looking extremely angry.

But soon a huge force knocked the man out, not fatal, but also seriously injured.

"You!" This angered everyone present.

"The event is over, everyone, please feel free."

The voice was cold and unforgiving, and it seemed that it really didn't give anyone else a chance.

Chen Chu looked at Zhang Xiaole and didn't know what Zhang Xiaole's attitude was.

At this time, Zhang Xiaole calmly walked to Shibi and slowly spoke.

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(There will be one more in the evening) (To be continued.) )