He only glanced at it, and then realized that this link was indeed extraordinary, and then pondered:

"Inch of land for the temple, the temple next to the poem, the poem said: the bright moon sent the monk back to the ancient temple. ”

The combination of inch land is the temple, and the temple is poetry, which is very ingenious.

Seeing that Long Xuan had stopped, Jian Mingji and Jiang Mingcheng immediately sneered, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but hook up a touch of arc.

Boy, it's up to you to get this couplet right? It's not something that anyone can match.

Others couldn't help but shake their heads, even if this kid writes well, this link may not be able to match.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many great Confucians, and they wouldn't be able to satisfy the Pavilion Master of the Thousand Treasures Pavilion.

After Long Xuan pondered slightly, he began to write, and soon wrote the following couplet:

When everyone saw this, they thought about it carefully, and then their faces stiffened, as if this link was really not bad.

They were secretly shocked, at least they didn't find any shortcomings in this link, it was perfect, but they didn't know if the pavilion master could pass it?

"Hmph! In the end, this thing still has to be decided by the pavilion master, even if this kid can write it now, but as long as the pavilion master shakes his head, he still has to fail?"

Jian Mingji and Jiang Mingcheng's faces were quite ugly, and then they all sneered.

Long Xuan ignored it, then handed the second blank piece of paper to the deacon, and then began to answer the third question.

This question is a poem, what kind of poem should be made to make me look awesome, wait for me to think about it.

After Long Xuan glanced at it, he muttered inwardly, falling into deep thought again.

"Hahaha, no, this kid can't do it again, look at how the kid ...... when the time comes"

Jiang Mingcheng couldn't help but laugh again.

It's just that as soon as Jiang Mingcheng's words fell, Long Xuan began to put pen to paper, which made Jiang Mingcheng suddenly twitch the corners of his mouth, quite annoyed, this kid is too fast.

After Long Xuan finished writing, everyone only saw this poem like this:

"When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. ”

The moment everyone saw this verse, they suddenly felt a killing aura, rushing to their faces, making everyone's bodies tense, and it was as if they saw countless petals flying in the air, and the fragrance was pervasive, like waves, carrying a rich golden light, like golden armor, rising to the sky in Chang'an.

They even felt a heroic spirit from it, so that they couldn't help but secretly admire and sigh in their hearts, this son is extraordinary!

However, Jian Mingji and Jiang Mingcheng quickly shook their heads violently, reacted, and then looked at Long Xuan with a shocked expression, what is going on, this kid just wrote a poem, and he contained all kinds of strong aura in it?

In their hearts just now, there was a faint voice calling, asking them to quickly kowtow and bow down, it was really terrifying.

What kind of poem did this kid make of flowers!

The people around, although not many people knew poetry, but they were all shocked back three steps by this powerful aura, they suddenly opened their mouths wide, and then looked at Long Xuan, their hearts were already turbulent,

This son, he actually made a poem tightly, is it so powerful?

Seeing this, the female deacon quickly shook her body, which shook the feeling in Long Xuan's poem, and after wiping the fragrant sweat on her forehead, she faintly felt that her back was a little wet.

She looked at Long Xuan in disbelief, feeling that Long Xuan was not very human, the kind of aura just now was too domineering, forcibly making her fall into a killing intention, people who were far away may not feel it, but she was so close, but she still had palpitations.

It was a terrible feeling, and she definitely didn't want to encounter it a second time.

"Hao Gongzi's poem is really extraordinary. ”

The deacon's hands stretched out and carefully took the third piece of white paper, she didn't know if the first two levels could be passed by Hao Gongzi, but she was sure that this poem would definitely be recognized by the pavilion master, absolutely.

This poem can already be described as terrible, because everyone can see the word Chang'an in the poem, which shows that he made a temporary poem, this talent, I believe no one does not admire.

"Ding! Congratulations to the success of the dragon pretend, this force is very good, and he has obtained 10 Tianyan points. The system girl said.

"It's a winning, it's just luck. ”

Long Xuan chuckled.

He had just discovered that the spirit of this poem was very much in line with his primeval tyranny, so he fused a primeval overlord into the poem by the way, so that this verse could make people feel frightened.

After speaking, he began to challenge the fourth and fifth questions, but this time Long Xuan kept an eye on it.

That sword technique, he only wrote half of it, and he deliberately wrote a few steps wrong about the Dan recipe and the refining process, otherwise the master of the Thousand Treasure Pavilion would not give him the medicinal materials, but he would have kept it for himself, and the loss would be him Long Xuan.

This kind of thing, he can't do.

After the deacon, she also knew that the sword technique was a half-finished product, and she couldn't practice it without finishing it, but she didn't say much, and took it respectfully with both hands.

"Young Master Hao, wait a minute, I will tell the pavilion master with your results, whether it is passed or not, the results will come out soon. ”

The deaconess said.

Long Xuan nodded, and after seeing the deacon leave, Long Xuan no longer paid attention to others, and went straight to the first floor of this huge Thousand Treasure Pavilion, and continued to wander around.

That Jian Mingji and Jiang Mingcheng are both clenching their teeth, but don't let this kid pass!

......

The third floor of the Thousand Treasure Court.

"Pavilion Master, there is one person who has challenged five questions in a row. ”

At this time, the deacon, bowed and said.

"I'm afraid it's a bit unpopular, sister, take a look first. ”

The woman sitting in the midst of the pink curtain and beaded curtains, dressed in black, did not want to look at the Tao.

"Yes, sister. ”

The deputy pavilion master, that is, the woman with a black mask, Ying Nuo, sounded hoarse, and then the jade hand stretched out, and the five white pieces of paper were in her jade hand.

"Sister, this person's regular script is quite handsome, and it should be able to enter your eyes. ”

The moment the deputy pavilion master saw Long Xuan's words, he said.

"Oh, it's amazing to be recognized by you, sister, let me see. ”

When the pavilion master heard this, he immediately sucked up the white paper with great interest.

When he looked at it, he nodded suddenly.

"Yes, this regular script is indeed everyone's style, its own style, look at this font, this person's personality should be quite stable, passable. ”

The Pavilion Master said.

"Sister, why did you approve it so quickly this time? It seems that my sister's vision is not bad. ”

"Hey, this couplet is also quite ingenious, it seems that this person should not be a mediocre person. ”

The deputy pavilion master laughed at it, and then said in shock again.

The pavilion master was stunned for a moment, and this time he didn't ask, he directly sucked the white paper over, and after seeing this couplet, he couldn't help but read it softly:

"Inch of land for the temple, the temple next to the poem, the poem said: the bright moon sent the monk back to the ancient temple. ”

"Double trees are forests, forbidden under the forest, forbidden clouds: axes and pounds enter the mountains and forests at the right time. ”

"It's very standard, and the artistic conception is also very good. The Pavilion Master praised softly.

When the deacon and the deputy pavilion master heard this, their mouths suddenly opened slightly, and their hearts were secretly shocked, even if the pavilion master agreed on weekdays, he only nodded lightly and never said words of praise.

Can ...... today? It seems that the pavilion master values that person very much!

(End of chapter)