The more words, the more talent it contains, just as a good poem can't compare to a good word, and no matter how good a song is, it can't compare to a strategy.

You must know that the strategy above the poetry and song can only be used by a bachelor or above.

Baoyu's mind was like lightning running, and she thought wildly.

If you want to say that the level and power of poetry are not too related to the number of words, as long as the poetry is good enough, even if there is not much talent, heaven and earth will naturally gather and make up for it.

However, if you change it to a blessed sword soul, there is more attention to it.

Baoyu has prepared three poems, the first of which is Jia Dao's "Swordsman".

But the "Swordsman" with only two crosses is really a bit of a waste of the level of poetry, and it also has to reduce the power of the sword after blessing the sword soul.

[So, starting with the second song?]

As soon as Baoyu's mind turned such a thought, his face was not very good-looking.

No, the second poem is already the supreme poem, and the third poem is even more magnificent, and the pride can cover a thousand years!

If you move these two songs forward, the sword body and sword soul that have tasted these two songs will never accept the third chapter!

For today's plan, we can only work on the first one.

[Which one to choose?]

Damn, there are so many chapters about swords, but there are not too many good sentences to have a scholarly atmosphere and a majestic atmosphere!]

Baoyu's eyes widened, and in the dark eyes, there seemed to be countless handwriting sliding quickly.

"What's the matter? The purple electric light is so scattered, it's about to burst out, why doesn't Bao Er Ye write poems yet?"

Wang Xingde was in a state of confusion, and shouted at Zhao Guining.

However, Zhao Guining didn't know how to answer, he didn't understand the matter of blessing the sword soul at all.

With a long sigh, Zhao Guining could only cheer up the left and right and say that he believed in Bao Erye, and at the same time supported the crumbling attacker, and comforted the attacker.

"Haha, Jia Baoyu has no poetry!"

"It's been a few hours, and it's not necessarily good!"

"Jia Baoyu's poetry is famous in Kyoto City, and it turns out that he is also a talented Jianglang, which is simply ...... It's great! I feel bad when I'm pressed by him!"

"Listen, look, even if he doesn't succumb to him, but he is really like a big mountain, and he must have the momentum to support the royal Confucianism and crush the Confucianism......

I, Xu, don't hide it from you, these many days have passed, and my belief is really shaking, but fortunately, Jia Baoyu is arrogant and arrogant, and he actually blesses the sword soul with his talent and position! He is going to be frustrated, and our belief can be strengthened for another round!"

More than 100 Xiucai in the stream became excited, and unconsciously walked to the shore, and their eyes widened to see the liveliness of Baoyu.

No, not to see the excitement, but to see their own minds!

Over the past few months, Jia Baoyu's talent, Jia Baoyu's firmness, and Jia Baoyu's in-depth and meticulous analysis of Confucianism have made them feel shocked, feel confused about their future, and feel that they don't know where to go.

Except for Bai Liming, who resolutely gave up his original thoughts, all of them were struggling to support.

And now, Jia Baoyu blessed the sword soul, and there were signs of no poems and being eaten by the sword soul, which couldn't help but make them feel-

Jia Baoyu Jianglang is exhausted!

Since Jia Baoyu Jianglang is exhausted, then they naturally don't need to continue to hesitate!

"Jia Baoyu, you can't stand it!"

"Jia Baoyu, how can the poems that bless the sword soul be so easy to compose?

"Seeing you defeated with your own eyes, how can you mess up our beliefs, and how can you have the face to want us and other vassals behind you?"

The eyes of more than 100 Xiucai were like stars in the sky, and they were constantly flashing by the purple electric light around Baoyu.

At this time, Baoyu suddenly lowered his head and swept away the light sight of a figure of white flowers on the shore dozens of feet ahead.

Very plain eyes, but hundreds of Xiucai looked at him, only felt that his eyes were tingling, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

"You think I'm out of poetry?"

Baoyu smiled softly, and the two imposes of the sword body and sword soul exploded on his body, making his voice have a very mysterious attraction.

It is like a high-spirited book, when he angrily denounces the world, he makes the world ashamed;

is like a handsome gentleman, in every word and deed, even a movement, or a look, can make the world's hearts break.

Being questioned by Baoyu like this, more than 100 Xiucai only felt that they were extremely small, as if there was a big mountain, majestically pressed on their shoulders.

Among the more than 100 talents, some people unconsciously took a few steps back, and there were also Geng Zhiwen who wanted to retreat, suddenly stood up straight, and stubbornly looked back.

There are not many people who can stand on their bodies, only a few three or five.

And it was these three or five literati who looked at Baoyu, gritted their teeth, and snorted out the cold wind from between their teeth.

"Jia Baoyu, if you can make a poem that blesses the sword of scholarly qi, even if we attach it to you, so what?"

"Jia Baoyu, a scholarly and a gentleman, as long as you can get the approval of any of them, you can make me feel broken. ”

"Jia Baoyu, whether it is a scholarly spirit or a gentleman, as long as you can prove yourself, as long as you can prove that you have any of them, just your personal personality charm, we can be convinced!"

Three or five Xiucai who stood proudly in front of everyone suddenly bit their index fingers, and then raised their fingers and pointed their blood-stained fingers at the high blue sky.

Use bone as a pen, blood as a substitute for ink!

It's a pencil gift!

Bihao is the most important of the four treasures of the scholar's room, representing the literati inheritance, its height, its greatness, its importance, and even higher than the entire Confucianism!

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone of these talents were taken away by the Leyang brothers, and they actually replaced them with finger blood, making such a very solemn etiquette.

Or rather......

It is to persecute Baoyu and make a pact with them!

I saw these few Xiucai staring at Baoyu, and when they saw Baoyu pick up the pen and also put the pen full of thick ink towards the sky, they looked around, and finally locked their eyes on Bai Liming's body.

In this regard, Bai Liming just smiled and did not say a word.

Baoyu couldn't help but laugh when she saw Bai Liming doing this.

These Xiucai who want to make an agreement with him are the best of the rest except for Bai Liming.

Naturally, these talents are the most thoughtful, and their belief in joining Fadao Confucianism is also the most shaken.

And it was shaken to the extent that he wanted to seize this opportunity and have a showdown with him Jia Baoyu!

Baoyu nodded and smiled: "Okay, I will rely on you and let Baili Ming be a notary." ”

"Wait, we haven't said what if you can't!"

"What you are thinking, of course, I understand, is nothing more than letting you go. ”

Baoyu suddenly put down the pen, splashed ink, and the hearty laughter pierced the sky.

"No, you're going to lose, so why bother talking about letting go?"

I saw Baoyu's pen walking the dragon and snake, and the talent condensed the pen, and wrote a poem in an instant.

It's Hong Xiuquan's,

"Sword Poetry"!

Holding a three-foot mountain and river, the four seas are a family to drink and drink.

Capture all the demons and evil and return to the net, and collect the traitorous 宄 (guǐ) falling into the sky.

The southeast, northwest, and emperor poles, the sun, moon and stars play triumphant songs.

The tiger roars and the dragon sings in the light world, how about the peace and unity!

As soon as the pen stopped, the ten buttons of paper suddenly burned into ashes, and four lines of large black characters hung high in the air, and then were absorbed by the sword soul and sword body.

"Accepted! I accepted it directly, without even the slightest hesitation!"

"Damn, we're defeated!"

"If you lose, you will be defeated, with such a poem, the ambition of the second master of Bao, can't you still make me wait for my heart to break?"

"Yes, the majestic mountains and rivers, the artistic conception is magnificent, and these poems alone have broken down the crumbling barriers in my heart......"

These talents are all excellent, and they do things quite simply.

Since you have made a promise, you must naturally abide by it firmly. They walked up to Bai Liming and separated themselves from the other Xiucai.

At this time, the rest of the Fa Dao talents all looked stunned, and then shouted loudly.

"It's not just Baili Ming, even they are vassals of Jia Baoyu, how can I do it?"

"I don't know, I only know that my belief has long been shaken, and when I see this "Sword Poem", that kind of shaking is like hundreds of cars and horses hitting the door of my heart, which makes me difficult to hold on!"

"Woohoo, how else can I do it?

This is just a seven-character poem, but it seems to write all over the sky! Write all the sun, moon and stars! Write all the ambitions in our hearts! And this ...... It's just a poem about a sword!"

The scholars either lamented, or roared, and some of them were excited and scolding, but among these talents, more than 30 people slowly walked out.

The other Xiucai watched them walk behind Bai Liming, and suddenly quieted down, and no one opened their mouths to scold angrily.

No one looked back at the cold stream.

...

The sharp sword qi shot straight into the sky bullfighting!

At the cliff behind Qinglu Mountain, the old master was holding a scroll to figure out the taste of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", except for Luo Changying, the remaining five academicians were also present, all holding their hands to copy the scroll and studying it carefully.

"Okay, it's very different from the previous style, but it broadens your horizons!"

"Let's not mention the style, let's just say that the content of this article is only the first four times, and it has laid out a big pattern, and there are many heroes and heroes in the world, this is to stage a group of heroes!"

"My heart is itching like a cat's paw, Brother Bao really only wrote the first four times?

The academicians talked a lot, and they dared to say anything when they were excited, so angry that the beard of the old master of the courtyard turned up.

"Shut up, you guys are just itching in your hearts, my hands are itching now, and I just want to continue to write "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Damn, if this article is the whole article, no, even if it is only half of it, it will definitely be passed on to future generations and be the supreme chapter of the world!"

"Old Masters ......"

"Old Master, you should, definitely, must be joking, right?"

"Don't stain Brother Bao'er's original work, and don't stain my eyes......"

The academicians squinted their eyes suspiciously, and even the disciples of the old master couldn't help grinding their teeth.

Literati are most taboo against plagiarism, imitation, and misappropriation, and Lao Zhangyuan is guilty of taboos.

Of course, more importantly, don't tell everyone what the hell they think, it's not good-looking......

How shrewd the old master was, he directly figured out the thoughts of several academicians, and opened his mouth to scold, but at this moment, a gorgeous purple sharp sword qi pierced the blue sky.

"It's ...... Sword Soul Blessing!"

"The sword of the scholar's spirit, the sword of ten thousand gentlemen......"

"The two supreme treasures are blessed with each other, and they will be ......"

Before the words were finished, he towered above the platform of the cliff,

Suddenly

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