Surprised!

Xu Xian was indeed shocked!

It's just that what surprised him was not Yan Song, who made a poem of compassion for agriculture that made the audience applaud.

What really surprised Xu Xian was the sound of the system that sounded synchronously in Yan Song's mind when he started his performance......

"Who knows that Chinese food is hard work."

The voice of the system was not sad or happy, synchronized with Yan Song, not a little faster, not a little slow in sync sounded in Xu Xian's mind, so that Xu Xian could hardly suppress the shock in his heart.

"System, you ..... How did you come to know this poem that Yan Song just made? ”

Yes.

This poem is the first time that Yan Song came to this world.

Of course, Yan Song knew that he was plagiarizing.

And the object of his plagiarism is this Xu Xian Xu Hanwen who made him jealous for two lifetimes.

If there is no place of his own, this poem will be read out by Xu Xian himself at this poetry meeting.

Although this poem is not very good, it is this poem that seems to open a certain door, so that Xu Xian began to rise all the way above the poetry and songs, and finally grew into a Wendao sage, who was called the second Confucian sage by Confucianism and respected as the existence of Xu Zi.

However, Yan Song knew, but Xu Xian didn't.

So he thought that this poem was written by Yan Song, so he wondered why the system would know the poem that Yan Song had just written.

Could it be that the system can still read the thoughts of the people around him?

Of course, this doubt did not last long in Xu Xian's heart.

After he asked this question, the interface of the system popped up in front of his eyes, and above the interface, a poem appeared.

This poem, word by word, is exactly what Yan Song read just now.

In addition to this, there are two other songs, and he can only see the names but not the two hands of the complete content.

"Compassion for Nong", Tang, Li Shen.

This is the name of the poem that Yan Song read out just now, because this poem came to Xu Xian's ears from Yan Song's mouth, and it was a poem that Xu Xian obtained himself, so the price in the system space became free.

The other two poems, also written by Li Shen and also titled "Compassion for Nong", need a little bit of awesome value to exchange.

Yes, the system explains, package sales, buy one get two free, and three songs only need a little bit of.

Of course, now there are only two songs left, and if Xu Xian wants to buy them, he still needs a little bit of awesome value.

The system's statement: gifts, non-sale items will not be counteroffered!

But.

None of this is the point.

For Xu Xian, who still owes the system nearly 10,000 points, and for Xu Xian, who just spent 99,999 points this morning to change the memory of the Roaring Sky Dog, don't say a little, even if it is three points, he doesn't care.

What really made him care was the poem that Yan Song had just recited...... Attribution.

Tang, Li Shen.

Tang, managed according to the signature of the poem, this Tang is obviously a dynasty, a dynasty he has never heard of.

And Li Shen is obviously the original author of this poem.

So...... The problem came, he moved a seven-step poem, and let the boiled beans and burning beans come to this world.

Then why did this poem, which was obviously written by Li Shen, come to this world from Yan Song's mouth?

Could it be that this Yan Song is the reincarnation of that Li Shen?

Xu Xian thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't find an answer.

At this time, feeling the chaotic thoughts in Xu Xian's heart, Su Luo suddenly had a sense of suppression in terms of IQ, and even in terms of culture and knowledge.

Well, don't say it .... This feeling is really refreshing!

"Host, don't think about it, the system can tell you the answer." One sentence made Xu Xian's heart happy, and the voice that followed made Xu Xian almost blacken his face, "It doesn't matter if you think of it or not, it's because you don't have knowledge that limits your imagination!" ”

In Xu Xian's dark face, Su Luo told him the real answer.

"Host, you know...... Reborn? ”

"Reborn?"

Despite his dark face, after hearing this seemingly lofty word, Xu Xian was still interested.

"Yes, rebirth!"

Xu Xian: "O((⊙_⊙))o What is rebirth?" ”

System: "Rebirth is to the moment of death, with all the memories of this life, back to a certain point in life, and do it again!" ”

"Poof!"

When he heard this blockbuster information, Xu Xian couldn't help but squirt out the wine he drank in his mouth.

Seeing Xu Xian squirting out the wine that he drank into his mouth, Yan Song felt his whole heart and liver tremble violently - did he find something?

It's just that for Yan Song's fear, Xu Xian didn't have the slightest idea of care.

At this time, all his attention was focused on communicating with the system.

"System, you mean...... Are you saying that rebirth is to be able to return to a certain moment in life with the memories of a lifetime after it has come to an end, and rush this life to come? ”

I thought that one day, when my life came to an end, after death came, I opened my eyes and I was eighteen years old again..... Phew, I'm only seventeen.

That...... As soon as I opened my eyes, I was back to when I was sixteen years old.

If this is the case, wouldn't you be able to foresee everything in the future, and rely on this kind of foresight to continue to strengthen yourself?

How can you not go to the pinnacle of life by snatching other people's opportunities and grasping everything that is beneficial to you in your hands?

Thinking of the pride, Xu Xian couldn't even help but think about how good it would be if he could be reborn once when his life came to an end.

"Host, if necessary, the system can send you to be reborn before the binding system, free service!"

Just when Xu Xian's mind didn't know where to go, Su Luo's voice sounded in his ears.

In an instant, Xu Xian was like a drunk who had been splashed with a basin of cold water, and he instantly sobered up.

What is reborn and not reborn, with the memory of a lifetime, does it have its own system that works?

"System..... Do you mean rebirth when you say ......?"

Xu Xian is not a fool.

There is the poem Min Nong in his system space, and he came here to participate in Yan Song's poetry meeting, but Yan Song read the poem by himself first.

And now, the system is even more talking to himself about rebirth, how can Xu Xian not have associations.

If this Yan Song is a reborn, from the future.

So..... He could know the poems that he had redeemed from the system space, so what was the impossibility?

Thinking about it, Xu Xian unconsciously picked up the wine glass in his hand.

"Host, it is recommended to take the next antidote before drinking this cup."

The cold voice in his head made Xu Xian's hand holding the wine glass stagnant in the air.

This action made Yan Song, who was secretly observing Xu Xian's reaction, feel nervous again.

No..... I really found out!

I just came back, and the memory in my mind has not yet been converted into power, if I tear my face at this time, the situation is very unfavorable to me!

It's just that just when he was worried, he saw Xu Xian's stopped hand and continued to raise, drinking all the wine in the cup.

Seeing this, Yan Song breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whew! Scared the baby to death! ”

On the other side, after hearing the system's prompt, Xu Xian almost threw what he was in his hand to the ground.

Antidote? Without asking, he could deduce that his cup was poisonous.

At first, I thought that Yan Song wanted to lose face, but now it seems that Yan Song wants to lose face when he puts on a banquet, this is completely wanting his own life!

It's just that before Xu Xian could get mad, he was stopped by Su Luo.

"Rest easy, the wine in this glass is not deadly."

Hearing that he didn't want his own life, the anger in Xu Xian's heart decreased a little, but he was still unhappy.

And then......

"The wine in the cup, called the Seven Stars Broken Soul Scatter, is a miracle medicine in the ghost path, specializing in the soul.

This poison is not harmful to ordinary people, drinking too much will only cause the illusion of being drunk and sleepy, and even wake up refreshed.

For orthodox practitioners, however, it is highly poisonous.

This medicine enters the body and reacts with the cultivator's true element, which can be quickly transformed into a toxin that corrodes the soul.

The flesh is not damaged in the slightest, and the soul will dissipate little by little under the poison, leaving behind an unconscious physical shell.

It is one of the good medicines for ghost cultivators, and even monks below the Earth Immortal Realm are immune. ”

Xu Xian: "......"

Hearing the explanation of the system, Xu Xian felt that if it weren't for the fact that the system was no longer in front of him, he would definitely smash what he was in his hand on the girl's face.

It's okay for ordinary people, but the question is that he is an ordinary person?

He also has the true element in his body, that is to say, he has drunk so much, in fact, his soul is being corroded little by little?

Thinking of this, Xu Xian couldn't help but scold his mother in his heart, this bastard system, knowing that he was poisoned, he didn't remind him early.

Isn't it good for you that the host is dead!

"The "Great Yan Sutra" cultivated by the host has the miraculous effect of immunizing against all poisons in the world, but because of the host's realm status, the strength is too poor, and the degree of immunity is limited.

If the host no longer drinks alcohol, the toxins accumulated in the body are not enough to cause harm to the host.

Idea, refining this poison with the Great Yan True Sutra can transform the true element, allowing the host to break through the current realm. ”

It was this sentence that made Xu Xian have no hesitation in his heart.

Redeemed a poison dodge pill, took out the position, and directly selected it in the mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, and then Xu Xian drank the poisonous wine without hesitation.

Seeing Xu Xian drink another glass, Yan Song let go of a hanging heart, picked up his wine glass, and walked towards Xu Xian.

"Brother Hanwen, what do you think of the song "Compassion for Nong" just now?

I heard that Brother Han Wen has a seven-step poem, why don't you also compose a poem today, so that everyone can taste it together? ”

Although it was a poem, Yan Song seemed to inadvertently pick up the wine glass and pour it to Xu Xian, and the wine glass in his hand touched the wine glass in front of Xu Xian, and then drank it all.

The whole process, without any different colors, is natural, as if it is a drinking conversation between friends.

Seeing this, Xu Xian secretly praised his good acting skills, and also quietly picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in the cup.

Fortunately, I am also a drama master!

After drinking all the wine in the cup, Xu Xian got up and smiled at Yan Song.

"Don't hide it from the middle brother, I don't know why, I just listened to your poem of compassion for the peasants, and I couldn't help but have a sense of unity and thought in my heart, as if only the middle brother had just written a poem, which exhausted what I thought in my heart."

As he spoke, Xu Xian's face showed a hint of doubt at the right time.

Seeing this, Yan Song's face was moved, and he sneered in his heart: Hmph! That's your poem, so it's strange not to feel that way.

Just when Yan Song thought that Xu Xian had been robbed of his lines by himself, he would have no words to read, and he would lose face by himself before he died, but he heard Xu Xian's voice suddenly change.

"It's just that, although the middle brother said what I was thinking, I had a feeling that I had never said everything.

In this case, I will make a fool of myself! ”

"Plant a grain of millet in the spring, and harvest 10,000 seeds in the autumn. There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death! ”

As soon as the same song "Compassion for Nong" came out, Yan Song's complexion changed slightly.

This Xu Chinese is really good at poetry.

I snatched him a poem "Compassion for Nong", and in a blink of an eye, he made another poem that he had never heard in his previous life.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that I am indeed a little worse than him in terms of poetry.

It's just that.....

Without waiting for Yan Song's thoughts to finish, Xu Xian glanced at him, smiled, and continued to read another song.

"The plough is on the ridge, and the belly is hungry with the hand. The shuttle girl under the window weaves without clothes. I would like Yan Zhaoshu to turn into a concubine. A smile is worthless, and the country is naturally fat. ”

"Let's go!"

Watching Xu Xian make a poem with the same theme as his "Compassion for Nong" on the scene with a calm face, or two at a time, a five-character quatrain in one hand, and a five-character poem, Yan Song was so frightened that the wine glasses in his hand fell to the ground.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit it.

In terms of poetry, he is inferior to Xu Hanwen..... More than a little.

But......

Just, so what!

No matter how talented Xu Hanwen is, he is not about to die in his own hands!

Thinking about it like this, the envy, jealousy and hatred in Yan Song's heart disappeared in an instant.

Turned into a ..... is about to sit on the winner of everything.

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