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Yang Guimei, who was sitting on the judges' seat, suddenly received a text message on her mobile phone. She picked it up and looked at it, and put it down with a blank face. A judge next to him happened to talk about the topic of young people and expressed his appreciation for the young contestants of this beauty poetry competition.

She suddenly smiled and continued: "Young people are young and vigorous, and if they don't suffer some losses, I'm afraid they won't be able to grow up." ”

On the player's seat, Ye Qingwu and others were still discussing what had just happened.

Liu Qingqing asked Huo Zongtang: "This is someone's territory, and it's a competition held by others, if you don't give him a good look, won't it be good?" ”

Huo Zongtang's face was very ugly. "These people are too insidious and vicious. First, I want to buy my works at a low price, which is no different from grabbing it. What's even more disgusting is that it deliberately disturbs the morale of the military and makes it impossible for us to create well. But the more they want to do it, the more I have to write it for them! ”

The man in the suit is just a man who does things, and behind him is Yang Guimei. And Yang Guimei did this, to put it bluntly, just for Yang Taizhen. She is a businessman, and she will not fail to see the value of Huo Zongtang's poems. Not to mention 30,000 yuan for two poems, it is 100,000 yuan, which is the same as sending a beggar, which is an insulting price. It can be seen that she doesn't sincerely want to talk about business, but she just wants to deliberately consume Huo Zongtang's time, disturb his mind, and make him unable to create with peace of mind in the process of this race against time.

figured out the trick behind this matter, and the three girls were very angry. They reached a consensus, and from now on, they will join forces to protect Huo Zongtang and prevent others from interfering with his creation.

Huo Zongtang concentrated again and began to meditate.

The soul journey that breaks the barriers of the laws of the past life and this life begins again. This time, he aimed at Li Bai, the "poet immortal" in his previous life.

The final title of this beauty poem actually has something to do with Li Bai. When Li Bai was in Chang'an, he was ordered by Emperor Xuanzong to compose several poems praising Yang Guifei. In the legend, there is also an allusion to the drunkenness of the poet and the drunkenness of Gao Lishi, and the study of ink by Yang Guifei.

With the pen of the poet immortal, it is really appropriate to praise Yang Guifei's national color and natural fragrance.

In the literary history of Han Xing, there is actually Li Bai. But what is very strange is that Li Bai, a great poet and poet immortal in his previous life, was only an unknown little poet in the history of Hanxing literature, and his amazing works such as "Difficult to Walk", "Will Enter the Wine", "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell", "Shu Road Difficult" and other shocking works have all disappeared without a trace. Except for some immature poems in the early days, Huo Zongtang can no longer find the rest of the works of the poet immortal Li Bai.

And according to historical records, Li Bai of Hanxing, although he also has the name of a genius, suddenly disappeared after the age of 20, and his whereabouts are no longer known. In the almanacs after this, I can no longer find any of Li Bai's works, a big living person is like the world has evaporated, this is really an extremely strange thing, and I don't know if there is any mystery behind it.

But all in all, Li Bai of Hanxing and Li Bai in his previous life are not at the same level in terms of fame and influence. The poems that the poet created in his life that shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods, the Han Xing people naturally had no chance to see them.

Fortunately, all this can be compensated by Huo Zongtang.

However, Huo Zongtang suddenly encountered a huge obstacle in this meditation. The reason is that in the afternoon semi-finals, in order to write the song "Rain Alley", Huo Zongtang has consumed a lot of mental power.

At this time, what he wanted to unseal was the work of the poet immortal Li Bai, perhaps because the grade was higher than that of "Rain Alley", and it seemed that the difficulty had increased a lot. What's more, what he wants to borrow this time are three poems related to Yang Guifei! To crack three poems of the previous life in one breath, the consumption of spiritual power can be imagined!

The icebreaker of spiritual power, in the wilderness of the past life and this life, is moving forward with difficulty, and it seems that he will never see the other side, and Huo Zongtang also has a feeling of powerlessness, if he can't keep up with it in one breath, that thought will most likely disappear under the countermeasures of powerful laws.

In the spiritual void, one invisible force after another was slowly squeezing and devouring his thoughts, and those vague memories were all obscured by the darkness of his previous life. In front of the boat of thoughts, there is boundless darkness, thick as ink, and there is an infinite black hole behind it, which can swallow all thoughts.

Desolation, despair.

Behind it, there seem to be many shadows on the buildings, I don't know if it's a demon or a ghost.

Huo Zongtang, whose mental power was unsustainable, suddenly developed a kind of outright fear in the face of such pressure and predicament. It seems that as long as this thought dissipates, his soul will dissipate and he will fall into the dark hell forever.

In my mind, there are demons in my heart.

Infinite darkness is overwhelming. The black hole behind him, the endless demons, and the irresistible will of the law all made the fire of his will weaker and weaker, and he was dying.

Even, Huo Zongtang suddenly had a terrible premonition, it seemed that once the fire of this thought was extinguished, he would fall asleep forever and never wake up again.

However, just before this final rout, Huo Zongtang suddenly remembered Hawking's method of "refining the mind".

In the process of refining the mind, how did you survive?

relied on, of course, his own fearlessness and perseverance, but at the same time, he also relied on the power of literature! It is the support of the soul, the pillar of the spirit, and the sacred fire of the soul.

Like the most devout believer in literature and religion, he began to meditate on all the articles and psalms he had ever felt before the last wisp of his mind was gone.

In the dark spiritual book, all the soul particles are faintly lit up like starlight. And the recitation over and over again made his mind seem to float, becoming light, agile, without sorrow or joy, and filled with all light.

He gave birth to faith, hope, and courage.

In the dark soul sky, many lights appeared here and there, one by one, they were all those soul particles he cultivated, although they were dim, although they seemed to be extinguished at the touch of a button, but they had been tenaciously guiding the way forward, allowing him to wander into the depths of darkness.

The icebreaker of the soul has gained more and more power, and it is moving faster and faster, and the other side is just around the corner.

Rumble! Just like a flat boat suddenly passing through the infinite night, breaking through the darkness of ten thousand times, and suddenly coming to a bright world, in front of you, infinitely brilliant and beautiful! The three poems in the depths of my memory appear very clearly in my mind!

At this time, the three daughters who were concentrating on protecting Huo Zongtang's Dharma all looked at Huo Zongtang in surprise...... Look at the circle of rainbow light bursting from his forehead!

The brilliance is soft and beautiful, reflecting his holy eyebrows, not to be forced!

At that moment, his soul was stirring, and his spiritual power exploded instantly, like a volcanic eruption, the river was surging, and it was unstoppable!

That's the aura!

In a flash of inspiration, the skills are astonishing!

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Thank you Yan Gui Xia Yan, Chaos Five Elements Song, I Want to Ride the Wind 1022, Book Friend 160519212617974, Huang Shu Huang, MMAA11, Demon Demon Fox, Ran Yourang Ye, Dadao Zhiji and other book friends for their tips. (To be continued.) )