When Ye Hao realized the true artistic conception and finished writing.

In an instant, wisps of golden light swayed in mid-air, and the verses suspended in mid-air were quickly disassembled and flew towards Ye Hao.

"That's ...... Artistic conception is accessible! ”

"The artistic conception in Master Lu's poems was actually perceived by Ye Xiaoyou of Haoyang Sect, and it is so appropriate, it shows that the artistic conception that Ye Xiaoyou has realized is the most real artistic conception!!"

"But Ye Hao is not a literary cultivator, how can he realize the artistic conception in Master Lu's poems?"

Everyone couldn't believe it, and looked at Ye Hao with eyes as if they had seen a ghost.

But those poems that move will not deceive people, and the power of literature in the poems is constantly integrated into the words written by Ye Hao, compared with Master Lu's poems, the words written by Ye Hao are even more literary.

"Ye, Ye Xiaoyou, can you see your understanding?" The old scholar Zou Wenyuan rushed to Ye Hao, just now reprimanded Ye Hao's younger brother Feng Hongfei, and now he has a request for Ye Hao, this Zou Wenyuan seems very restrained.

"Absolutely!"

"It's not a big deal!" Ye Hao handed the realization paper in his hand to Zou Wenyuan.

And when Zou Wenyuan saw Ye Hao's realization, he was stunned at first, and then his expression became extremely strange, and then, Zou Wenyuan was a little unsteady on his feet, his shoulders trembled, and after taking two steps back, a mouthful of blood sprayed into the air.

"Haha! Hahaha! ”

"Lu Chengzhou, Lu Chengzhou, I thought you were a generation of poets, and you should be revered by my Southern Regions Wenxiu."

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, where is there any artistic conception, it turned out to be a poem written in the flower building. A gambler who was being collected for debts hid in the flower building, hugging the girl, where is the artistic conception far-reaching, it is clearly extremely dirty!! ”

What!

Poems written in the Flower Building?

Still being collected for debts and hugging the girl?

Suddenly, the Chinese cultivators were confused by Zou Wenyuan's words. What kind of trouble is this, doesn't Zou Lao respect Master Lu, how can he be so slanderous.

So even the city lord Ding Yuan, and the former dean of Tianshan Academy, Du Zuo, all rushed to the table, picked up the paper written by Ye Hao, and read it.

After reading it, Du Zuo sat on the ground, his eyes were dead, as if the whole world had lost color.

And the city lord Ding Yuan couldn't help shaking his head and said with emotion: "I was deceived!" We were all deceived by that shameless man in Lu Chengzhou! ”

"No wonder so many literary cultivators can't realize the artistic conception when he wrote this poem, it turns out that he is not doing poetry at all, but chanting that ...... Obscene poetry!! ”

"Impossible! You are talking nonsense, Master Lu is such a person. ”

"Master Lu is noble in our hearts, and you are not allowed to insult Master Lu."

"Elder Du Zuo, Elder Zou, you all have your own creations in the Wendao, how can this be!"

Many Wen Xiu began to rebuke Zou Wenyuan and others.

However, after seeing the realization on the paper written by Ye Hao, they all understood Lu Chengzhou's poems and the affinity generated by Ye Hao's understanding!

Where is Lu Chengzhou worthy of being the leader of the literary Tao, and where is he worthy of being the first poet in the Southern Regions!

It's just a big gambler, a big kinky bag!!

Rumble!

It was as if something had collapsed.

All the Wen Xiu who came to participate in the poetry meeting had loneliness and desolation in their eyes.

Seeing this, Ye Hao was a little shocked, and said in his heart, did he do something bad?

"Old Zou, I didn't mean to."

"I just realized something, so I wrote down my true feelings."

Zou Wenyuan waved his hand, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and choked up: "Don't blame you Ye Xiaoyou, if it weren't for you, we would still be deceived by that gambler's lewd bag, then Lu Chengzhou is not worthy of being called Wenxiu!" ”

"He wrote this poem just to sell poems for money and visit the flower building."

"A person who is addicted to gambling and can even sell his confidante, how can he be the leader of my Southern Regions Wendao, if I see Lu Chengzhou, I can't wait to kill him! Skin him, break his bones, drink his blood! ”

it!

This old man Zou Wenyuan is quite hateful.

"Elder Du, are you alright?" Ye Hao wanted to help Du Zuo, who was sitting on the ground, up.

Du Zuo smiled bitterly and sighed sadly: "This is the leader of my Southern Regions Wendao, let Ye Xiaoyou laugh, my Southern Regions Wendao is so lonely that I regard a liar as the leader, and I have to understand his absurd ways!" ”

"Ridiculous! Amusing! ”

Laughing and laughing, this Du Zuo actually cried.

Many Wen Xiu also lay on the table, crying and beating their chests!

Make a poetry meeting like a funeral.

Ye Hao was a little speechless, and Feng Hongfei and Wang Tuo stared at each other, not knowing how to speak.

For these Wendao monks, Wendao was originally among the three thousand avenues, belonging to the small path, and it was their expectation that there would be a Wendao capable person. But the number one poet in the Southern Regions is so good, which disappoints them!

It's not just disappointment, it's as if some of my beliefs have collapsed in an instant!

Outsiders see it as a joke, but their hearts are full of blood and tears!!

"Senior brother, they look so pitiful!"

"It gave me a new understanding of Wen Xiu, and it turned out that Chinese Tao is so important in their hearts." Feng Hongfei said with emotion.

Wang Tuo, who was next to him, approached Ye Hao and asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother Ye Hao, then we can't open this poetry meeting, and now that such a big thing has happened, I'm afraid there is no need for this poetry meeting to continue." ”

"Open! Why don't you open it! ”

"The poetry meeting cost spirit stones, and the ten million top-grade spirit stones have all been lost, if it ends so hastily, won't it become a joke in other people's mouths."

"But now the atmosphere is a mess, and the cultivators are losing their souls one by one, and it's not interesting to open it any longer." Wang Tuo didn't know what Ye Hao thought.

But Ye Hao smiled, and then asked Wang Tuo and Feng Hongfei to stack the tables on the judges' table together.

Sou!

Ye Hao jumped forward, stood at the top, faced the group of Wen Xiu, and the onlookers, and said loudly: "As a Wen Xiu, you should cultivate the Tao of Wen, and you should have the heart of diligence and perseverance!" ”

"As a literary cultivator, you should advocate the classics, lay a good foundation, and open up your own way of literary cultivation!"

"As a literary cultivator, you should learn from the strengths of others and make up for your own shortcomings! When you move forward bravely, turn the trail into a big road!! ”

Ye Hao, who was standing on a high place, made a bold statement, and said that Wen Xiu in the field was stunned.

Everyone was surprised and puzzled, and looked at Ye Hao in confusion and seriousness.

"Young Master, what are you doing?" Ling'er didn't know what Ye Hao wanted to do, she was worried that Ye Hao would fall from a height, and she was worried.

"Don't do it, I want to chant poetry!"

"What, bard?" Ling'er was extremely surprised and a little confused, "But young master, you don't like poetry the most since you were a child, you have never done poetry, how can you chant poetry??" ”

Ye Hao glanced at Ling'er, smiled slightly, and said in a long voice: "Who said I can't recite poetry." Just now, I, Ye Hao, have some understanding, it seems that I have broken through some shackles in the dark, and now, in front of everyone, I will groan! ”

"And she ...... Three hundred poems! ”

"The first song, "Acacia" ......."

"Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring."

"May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely."

As Ye Hao finished chanting "Acacia", the surroundings were like a tide, quickly gathering the aura of literature and Taoism, and the dark purple talent continued to emerge, like a warm breeze.

Click! Click!

The bamboos in the bamboo forest are constantly jointing, and the branches and leaves are swaying and making a crisp sound.

Even the flowers and plants on the ground grow rapidly and become green.

It seems that the flowers and trees within dozens of meters around Ye Hao have absorbed nutrients, and they are full of vitality and growth!

"This poem? To be able to trigger such a vision is really a good poem, a good poem! ”

"I didn't expect Ye Hao to be a blockbuster and be able to make such a wonderful poem! Where does he not know how to compose poetry, he is clearly a great talent in poetry!! ”

"The first sentence, because of the rise of things, full of imagination, borrowing red beans to send lovesickness, wonderful! The second sentence is meaningful, and the tone of nature is extraordinarily cordial! The third sentence implies that distant friends are cherished, sincere and moving, and the meaning is lofty! The fourth sentence, a pun, is to the point, unpretentious, and naturally wonderful!! ”

Old Wen Zou Wenyuan looked at Ye Hao in shock, and praised him again and again.