"Ye Tian, it's no wonder that we are, it's all because you are too stupid, you have already given you the opportunity to ask for reinforcements, your woman Zhuge Xiran refused by herself, it is a fact that you are not a cultivator of Confucianism and Taoism at all, you can't even control Confucianism, from the moment this competition began, you have already lost, and you have lost completely!"

Nie Hang, Shen Tuzhi, Zong Mingjun, Wan Wenlin...... They all mocked, and their faces were filled with certainty that they were sure of victory.

"Although the qualifications are demonic, and the combat power is also strong, but what is the difference between this mind and the pigs you raise in captivity in the pigsty, and doing it with him is really a self-humiliating identity. ”

Yuan Taining, who was watching coldly from the side, also shook his head with a smile.

In his opinion, in order to stand out in front of the woman he loves, Ye Tian has become a brainless person.

This kind of mind, no matter how high the cultivation is, what is there to be afraid of?

"Zhuge Xiran, this girl just told you that love will make people lose their cool and lose their former reason, can you realize it now? But it's too late. ”

Lan Yuemei raised her soft sword and said, "Now that your man lost in the first game, according to Fang Cai's agreement, you have to slap this girl, right?"

"Ye Tian, just now you keep taking advantage of this girl, saying that this girl is your woman, and it is not so easy to be a man who wants to be this girl. ”

Zhuge Xiran smiled and said sweetly: "Now your woman is going to be bullied by outsiders, if you can't protect it, the washboard at night!"

"Wait!"

As soon as he remembered that he was raised by the school girl's wife in his previous life, and the days were dark, Ye Tian was shocked and said: "Bi Qiang, I take the liberty to ask you, Confucianism and Taoism cultivation, if you can make poems above the Zhenguo on the spot, and put this poem into the Confucianism and Taoism stone plate, will your Confucianism and Taoism grade also be greatly improved?"

"Ye Tian, you are also a genius of the world, you don't even know this common sense of cultivation?

Bi Qiang teased: "We Confucianism and Taoism are strong, worship Confucianism, practice is Wenqi, if I have a poem in my hand that can control the country, and put it into the Confucianism and Taoism heavenly plate in person, I can get the induction of Confucianism, so as to endow Confucianism and Taoism vision, so that my Confucianism and Taoism grade and cultivation will be greatly improved." ”

"What if this poem is written by a man who has not opened the Confucianism and Taoism?"

Ye Tian asked again.

He can roughly understand that the so-called gift is similar to a martial arts powerhouse breaking the limits of heaven and earth and leading visions.

"If a creature who has not opened the Confucianism and Taoism constellations, the poems he made will also cause visions if they are thrown into the Confucianism and Taoism heavens, but because he has not opened the Confucianism and Taoism constellations, he will not be able to obtain the gifts of the Confucian saints, and can only waste them. Therefore, it can only be effective if it is handed over to Confucian and Taoist cultivators. ”

Bi Qiang subconsciously intervened, and suddenly there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and said, "Could it be that you...... Hehe, this is impossible, even if you really do it, don't think that I betrayed Senior Sister Lan Yuemei. ”

"I didn't want you to betray, but you want you to take the initiative to admit defeat, and then obediently kneel down and beg me!"

Ye Tian made up his mind.

"Boy, what a big breath, even if you make a poem about Zhenguo on the spot today and give it to me for free, you still lose, and you lose completely. ”

Seeing Ye Tian looking so arrogant, Bi Qiang said angrily.

"Let's start with a few seven-character quatrains. ”

Ye Tian smiled, his smile was very bright, and he began to recall the poems of some poets and immortals and poets in the ancient times of the earth in his previous life.

Relatively speaking, the Star God Continent is extremely vast, but more than ninety-nine percent of the cultivators are martial arts powerhouses.

The vast majority of them cultivate in order to become stronger.

There is still a big gap between the level of civilization of Wendao and the ancient times of the earth.

What is certain is that as long as you take out many ancient poems that have been passed down through the ages on the earth and throw them into the Confucianism and Taoism heavenly plate, you will definitely be able to resonate with Confucianism.

"Ye Tian, don't waste everyone's time, if you can't run the Confucian, you will lose. ”

Seeing Ye Tian pretending to be a ghost, Nie Hang, Shen Tuzhi, Zong Mingjun, and Wan Wenlin couldn't help but urge.

"Alright, exactly ten pieces!"

Ye Tian squatted on the ground in one breath and wrote ten poems like a ghost.

"Ye Tian, you have written ten poems in just this tea time, do you think that creating poems is a child's graffiti?"

"Haha, Bi Qiang, you still don't want him to defile your stone plate, I'm afraid that the ten crooked poems written by this kid will not only pollute the audition, but also provoke the wrath of the supreme Confucian saint!"

"Poetry must reach the level of going out of the house, Dazhou, Zhenguo, and passing on the world, so as to cause the induction of Confucianism, so as to lower the gift, Ye Tian is a person who practices martial arts, and the cultivation is the way of the reckless man, if the poetry made by the reckless man can cause the induction of the Confucian sage, all the Confucian and Taoist disciples in the world have to buy a piece of tofu and die. ”

"Hmph, what if he arouses the induction of Confucianism? After all, he is not a strong Confucianism and Taoism, and he can't control Confucianism without opening the Confucianism and Taoism constellations, and he has lost since the beginning of this game, and now we are just watching a monkey do a dying struggle. ”

Nie Hang, Shen Tuzhi, Zong Mingjun, and Wan Wenlin said with a sneer.

"Ahem, this first poem, I'll read it first, please give an evaluation!"

Ye Tian coughed, assumed the posture of a deputy literati, and didn't know when there was an extra jade fan in his hand, and he opened his throat and read: "Xianyun is clever, the flying star spreads hatred, and the silver man crosses secretly." As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the Magpie Bridge! If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight!"

"This ......"

As Ye Tianlang read it out catchily, the originally noisy scene became silent.

Even Yuan Taining, Lan Yuemei, Nie Hang, Shen Tuzhi, Zong Mingjun, Wan Wenlin, who are not very good at poetry, have heard extraordinary.

"Ye Tiangongzi is really talented, although the old slave doesn't understand poetry, but from the rhythm of this jewelry, the artistic conception can be heard, it is definitely an extraordinary work, maybe it has reached the level of Dazhou, if Ye Tiangongzi really opened the stars of Confucianism and Taoism, even if it is the lowest grade of a heavy sky, with his poetry talent, future achievements are absolutely limitless!"

The eyes of the old lady beside her were full of complexity and adoration.

The way of life and martial arts have reached such a high attainment, and this poem is so unfathomable, and it is easy to come by, such a freak has never been seen in her life.

"Hmph, it's not a big deal, this girl will too, just give him this opportunity to be in the limelight. ”

Zhuge pouted, revealing the resentment of his daughter's family.

"Ye Tian, this, this poem at least reaches the height of Zhenguo, if, if it can be given to me, let me put it into the Confucianism and Taoism heavenly plate with my own hands, and get the feedback of the Confucian saints, I, my Confucianism and Taoism realm can at least soar a lot. ”

Bi Qiang's eyes were full of excitement, and he swallowed the scolding in his throat with difficulty.

He only had the poem in Ye Tian's hand in his eyes at the moment, and he had long forgotten the bet.

(End of chapter)