The audience was shocked and quiet.

They were all shocked by Gu Chao's poem.

Outside, two elders were also shocked.

One of them was called Elder Fuyun.

The other one is called Elder Scattered Rain.

These two men have similar names, but they are completely different elders.

Among them, Elder Fuyun is the elder next to Yi Yun, Elder Fuyun is a woman who looks about forty years old, she looks average, she is also one of the top ten elders of Zhongxi Peak, the reason why she ran to Zhongxi Peak as an elder is to take care of the two sisters Yi Shuijing and Yi Shuiwu, if the two sisters have anything, they can directly notify Elder Fuyun, and this time Gu Chao began to say that she wanted to bet on her left hand, so Yi Shuiwu was anxious, she secretly sent a signal to ask Elder Fuyun to come over.

And that Scattered Rain Elder is the elder next to the Phantom Elder Si Yuehuan, Si Xinlian This woman is cautious, she wants to deal with Yi Shuiwu, so she naturally arranged the elder to the side, in case there is a change.

At this time, Elder Fuyun received a signal to enter the temple, and Elder Sanyu came to block it.

Elder Sanyu had a confused temperament all over his body.

The two elders exchanged three moves in the void.

Elder Fuyun snorted coldly, "You're going to stop me?"

Elder Sanyu smiled slightly: "I'm not stopping you, I'm just itching for a while, and I just want to fight a few moves." ”

The difference in strength between the two seems to be, for a while they can't tell the difference, the fingers of the two are clashing in the void, like gold and iron, this is the ability that only exists in the steel body period, the whole body is like steel like iron, and the sword is difficult to hurt.

“...... Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful.

Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads the ......"

The two elders naturally knew that they were fighting poems in the hall, and when they heard this poem at this time, they couldn't help but be stunned, and their movements couldn't help but stop. As soon as this poem came out. The two elders naturally knew that Zhuo Lang and Si Xinlian's side had lost. Elder Fuyun was stunned in his heart, and immediately transmitted the message to Gu Chao.

In the temple.

After Gu Chao finished writing this poem. There was a wine burp.

It was really easy to shock the audience.

Right now. A voice came from Gu Chao's ears: "Gu Chao boy, right, I am Elder Fuyun, one of the ten elders of Zhongxi Peak, and I am also the elder of Yi Shuiwu's maiden hand. I don't have to look left and right, I'm telephonic. No one else could hear me. ”

Tsk, Gu Chao read martial arts novels in his previous life, and often saw a thousand miles of sound. Envious. Later, I found out that it was just the role of a mobile phone. It doesn't even matter if you don't have a good phone yet. And in this life, there is no such thing as a mobile phone, so I am very envious of the legendary skills such as the transmission of thousands of miles, but I have never seen anyone use it, and now I have finally seen it once.

Thousands of miles of sound transmission, compressing the sound in a certain space. In fact, this should be quite difficult to achieve, because there are many aspects involved. For example, compressing the control space is quite troublesome, and ordinary martial artists do not have such an ability, so it should be something else. Gu Chao's research-loving personality has flare up again.

"Gu Chao boy, I can't imagine that your background can actually write poems, and write such poems. "Gu Chao's background is from a merchant family, which is why it caused so much shock.

The person named Elder Fuyun transmitted again: "Although Taishan is up and down, there is no one who particularly likes poetry. When Emperor Qi Jing has always been a good poet today, it turns out that many people who write poems well have been rewarded, and there are even those who have been awarded official positions in the capital. There is also Princess Xingyue, the daughter of the palace master of the gold-level sect Jixia Academy, who also likes poetry quite a lot, if you can write some good poems, it will be beneficial to you. It is even said that the woman of the fourth regiment commander of the Sixth ** Regiment, who is incomparably soft and radiant, also likes poetry. ”...,

"At the same time, as long as the name of your poem spreads, even if it is extraordinary, you will have more scruples. ”

I see, Gu Chao nodded secretly.

Since there are benefits, then write a few more poems yourself.

As a traverser, if you don't use any knowledge of your previous life, you can use the knowledge of this life completely, and that's stupid.

It is necessary to make rational use of all resources in order to be called smart.

Gu Chao drank the wine with a grunt, his face showed a little drunkenness, and he looked drunk.

Zhuo Lang shouted: "Impossible, impossible, how can you write such a poem, you are just a lowly person from a merchant family." "Yes, how could a businessman's son write such a poem, he is even more unwilling to accept his failure, he has few rivals of the same age in the East China Sea, but now he has met Gu Chao, who is younger than him, but he has been frustrated twice, whether he has been prepared or tactical.

"Is it impossible? Then I'll do a few more. ”

Gu Chao laughed out loud, this time he no longer used a thin gold body, but replaced it with a willow body, in fact, Gu Chao's favorite thing was that he didn't learn wild grass. The willow dot painting is crisp and beautiful, the bone strength is strong, and the knot is tight.

After changing to Yan Ti, Gu Chao began to write again.

"Little red clay stove,

green ant new roasted wine,

Late in the sky and snow,

Can you drink a cup of no?", these four sentences, but surprisingly exquisite, beautiful, with the willow body, exquisite to the extreme, this is another poem that can be passed down through the ages, God! Everyone was quiet, they didn't expect Gu Chao to write a good article that can be passed down through the ages, just now Zhuo Lang's suspicion became extremely ridiculous, but Yi Shuiwu admired Gu Chao even more, Gu Chao not only has good knife skills, but also good learning, and good poetry, and can be famous through the ages as soon as he writes it. And Elder Fuyun, who had just entered the palace, almost fell to the ground all of a sudden, where can this level of eternal masterpieces be easily written, she did ask Gu Chao to write some more poems just now, but she thought that Gu Chao wrote again was just average, where did you expect it, Gu Chao wrote it casually is a quatrain for the ages.

Gu Chao seemed to be a little drunk at this time, and Gu Chao let out a long snort: "Wine." ”

Someone immediately sent wine, but this time there was no need for Zhuo Lang to nod, everyone was impressed by Gu Chao's poem.

Gu Chao was about to write, but found that the ink had dried.

"Grinding ink. ”

"Good. "The easy mist immediately began to grind the ink.

Gu Chao dipped in ink and drank wine, this time he didn't use the willow body, but used the words of Yan Ti, and the words of Yan Ti were strong and strong.

"If the sky does not love wine, the wine star is not in the sky.

If the earth does not love wine, there shall be no fountain of wine on the earth.

Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is worthy of heaven.

I have heard that it is more than a saint, and it is as virtuous as a sage.

Since the sages have already drunk, why bother to ask the gods.

Three cups lead to the avenue, and one bucket is natural.

But if you have fun in wine, don't pass it on to the awake.

In March Xianyang City, thousands of flowers are like brocade.

Who can be alone in spring, and must drink about it.

Poor and short, creation and long-cherished.

A bottle of death and life together, everything is difficult to judge.

When you are drunk, you lose the world, and you are lonely.

I don't know if I have a body, this is the most fun. ”

Quatrain, and quatrain, if it is exquisite, then this one is heroic, heroic to the extreme.

Everyone looked at the big sleeves fluttering, writing hard, half-drunk, half-awake man, in a trance, it seemed that this person was like a god in the sky, pure, romantic, everyone had a kind of enlightenment, this person is invincible in the poetry world, even if it is the most famous poets in the Jixia School Palace, the literati come, in the poetry will not be this person's opponent.

Of course, Gu Chao is writing, and the more he writes now, the more fame he will bring to himself, and there will be more benefits. Who would pay attention to the fact that now in the case of so many people, I write like this, so many people will help me spread it, and now I am half crazy and half-crazy, counting the quatrains of the ages in one night, the greater this fame will be. ...,

"Wine again. Gu Chao let out a long snort.

In a blink of an eye, Gu Chao's wine jar was empty again, and someone sent another jar of wine, Gu Chao drank this jar of wine with a grunt, and the drunkenness on his face became even deeper.

"The oil wall incense car is no longer met,

There is no trace of the gorge clouds, and there is no trace of the west and east.

Pear Blossom Courtyard Dissolves Moon,

Catkins pond with a faint breeze.

After a few days of lonely wounds and drinking,

In the midst of a bleak and forbidden drinking. "It's another quatrain for the ages, this one is not the same as the previous one, but such a poem can also be passed down through the ages, everyone is now looking at it straight, this, this, at the same time, at the same time, different people chant softly, or silently recite the verses in their hearts, the pear blossom courtyard dissolves the moon, the catkins pond is faint wind, the quatrain, the quatrain, but now there are only five sentences, there should be three sentences behind, everyone's eyes are worth it, and they are also looking forward to the next three sentences.

And Gu Chao wrote here, although he threw the pen, drank it gruntly, stood up after drinking, and walked drunk, half drunk and half oblique, this should be in a state of drunkenness, yes, Gu Chao has drunk five jars of wine now, and it is strange not to be drunk. Everyone was waiting for when Gu Chao would finish his drunkenness, finish writing the last three sentences, write the first five sentences of the thousand-year-old quatrain, and not write the last three sentences, which is really uncomfortable.

I saw Gu Chao raise his hand, and someone immediately sent the wine over.

Gu Chao drank it with a grunt, and seemed to have walked enough drunk, so he fell back to the front of the desk and picked up the pen.

I started to write, and I started to write the last three sentences, and I don't know what kind of superb sentences the last three sentences are, and everyone is looking forward to it.

But seeing Gu Chao raise his hand, he seemed to start writing, but with a grunt, he burped, but he fell asleep on the desk, and threw the pen aside, so he was so drunk.

What about the last three sentences, the last three sentences?

Too many people are going crazy in their hearts, the literary style of the Great Qi Empire is extremely prosperous, and it is extremely uncomfortable to see the first five sentences of the eternal quatrain, but not the last three sentences, but the people who write the poems are all drunk and fall asleep, and it is useless for them to be crazy. Countless people immediately began to copy it, such poems are too good and too good, as for Si Xinlian's broken poem, who cares.

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