Chapter 597: Wonderful poems are turbulent and fluttering

In the cultivation world, strength is respected, but in addition to strength, there is also reputation, and reputation is also extremely important.

A strong person with extremely high attainments in poetry and Taoism is highly respected in the cultivation world, and is undoubtedly equivalent to a secular singer and movie star, becoming a guest of honor of various big forces.

For example, holding a grand event, birthday, wedding banquet, etc., it is a very face-saving thing to invite poets and celebrities.

Moreover, the Tao of Poetry is the way of cultivation, and the higher the attainment of poetry and writing, the more people will chant, and the more will power will be collected for practicing the Tao of Poetry and improving the strength of cultivation.

The will power of all beings should not be underestimated, and a strong poet can use his will power to directly kill the enemy and kill people invisibly.

In addition to directly killing opponents with willpower, there is another kind of mana that is diametrically opposed and extremely harmful to any cultivator.

The poet can make a spell for someone, and the more famous the poet is, the more the spell will be spoken, the more people will chant, and the stronger the mantra will be gathered, and it will always be used to target someone.

Once a cultivator is entangled in this kind of mana, the mild one will feel uncomfortable, the slightly heavier one will have a cloudy consciousness and inaccessible thoughts, and the cultivation will stop because of this, and the heavier one will be haunted by misfortune and possessed by a violent spirit, and once the tribulation is crossed, he will die.

The higher the poet's poetic realm, the stronger the lethality caused, and even the ethereal poetic realm in the legend, a poem directly invites someone to kill and rob

Of course, poets have their own literati style, and poets with high poetic attainments will not make incantation poems that damage their reputation.

Therefore, poets not only have a high reputation and status in the cultivation world, but they are also people who cannot be provoked casually.

However, it does not mean that no one dares to provoke the invincible poets of the world, in the final analysis, in the cultivation world, strength is respected, and in the absence of interest entanglements and hatred, others treat poets with courtesy.

If there is hatred and interest, the protective shell of reputation is too fragile, and stronger cultivators will not hesitate to erase it.

But even so, Xiao Cheng made such a wonderful poem, which shocked everyone on the stage, and there was no contempt.

In addition, Xiao Cheng has become a disciple of Xiandao, a junior disciple of the island owner, and a junior uncle of Tianlong Sword Pavilion, and he has a little more respect, and many people have praised Xiao Cheng.

"Sure enough, a young man is a hero, Xiao Daoyou's poetic attainments are so high, and the future is immeasurable!"

"Good poems, good poems! Listen to this poem, I'm afraid that the poems next to me will be difficult to hear in the future, Xiao Daoyou can let me wait for a good life to be lost, and I will have to make a few more poems in the future to satisfy my ear desire!"

"Xiao Daoyou is really a dragon among people, and the island owner's vision is really good!"

"It must be a poem, Xiao Daoyou is a great talent!"

Everyone was full of beautiful words, whether it was really like the palace master Jiang Xinyue who understood the true meaning of the poem, or simply attached to the elegance so as not to be looked down upon, in short, the attitude became extremely respectful.

An hour ago, in their eyes, Xiao Cheng was just a little monk with some qualifications, and he didn't bother to look at each other at all.

At this time, Xiao Cheng became Xiao Daoyou in their mouths, and his attitude changed dramatically, which was really embarrassing.

Only Tan Jianyun sat motionless on the stone seat, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and his fists were clenched.

At this time, the flattering words of these people were like a slap in the face, and they slapped him in the face again and again, making him feel like he was on pins and needles.

Remembering that the owner of the island said that his vision was very poor, he was ashamed, and he was even more eager to find a hole to get into.

From beginning to end, he didn't put Xiao Cheng, a little monk, in his eyes, because of Xiao Cheng's casual attitude, he wanted Xiao Cheng to be humiliated in the ring.

Because the owner of the island wanted to take Xiao Cheng as an apprentice, he shouted at Xiao Cheng and shouted and killed, and his words were all euphemistic humiliation.

Unexpectedly, in the end, Xiao Cheng became the younger brother of the island owner, and at this moment, he had to become a poem, and was praised and praised by everyone, which was simply a slap in the face, and Chi Guoguo's humiliating counterattack, he was more like taking his own humiliation.

"I must kill you!" Tan Jianyun was murderous in his heart, and a few words sounded in his heart, it was the first time that he wanted to kill someone so strongly.

Xiao Cheng looked at these "big shots" on the platform, most of them had white beards and white hair, they were seventy years old, eighty years old, hundreds of years old, and over 100 years old, and they all saluted him, and the words of praise were overflowing, and he couldn't help laughing.

The pleasure in my heart is not enough for outsiders...... That's called a fluttering one.

Jiang Xinyue Yingying came to Xiao Cheng in a few steps, wearing a gorgeous and elegant phoenix crown xia veil, with a bumpy and convex figure, extremely beautiful.

She has a variety of charms, peerless elegance, a smile and a different touch, which makes people intoxicated, and she is really bright.

Jiang Xinyue smiled slightly, glanced at Xiao Cheng, and asked, "I can't be sure how many words there are in this poem, of course such a good poem is appreciated by the world."

I also want to ask Xiao Daoyou a few words, so that I can frame this poem for the convenience of people all over the world to appreciate it. ”

Xiao Cheng looked at Jiang Xinyue, who was peerless, and couldn't help but light up, he couldn't help but admire it, he had seen a lot of beauties, Jiang Xinyue was extremely top-notch in terms of appearance, figure and temperament.

The appearance of the double decade, the graceful and beautiful temperament, the delicate body is filled with a faint and distant charm, and the temperament is extremely comfortable and pleasing to the eye.

And she has a little more noble aura and the charm of a mature woman than a real woman in her twenties, which is even more provocative.

Although he knew that Jiang Xinyue was much older than him, and he was not the age he appeared to be, everyone had a love for beauty.

What's more, for cultivators who have a long lifespan, age has become a matter of little concern, and they are often in retreat for decades, how can they be counted as old?

Xiao Cheng couldn't help but admire it, and when he saw that Jiang Xinyue had already come to the front, he withdrew his gaze.

He has a good sense of Jiang Xinyue, not because of Jiang Xinyue's beauty, but because Jiang Xinyue helped him say a lot of good things before, and comforted him a few times out of kindness.

Although he can't repay the grace of dripping water, he is also a person who knows what is good and bad, his smile softened a little, and he smiled familiarly: "Thank you Sister Xinyue for speaking up just now!"

Jiang Xinyue just spoke up for him out of kindness, and it seemed that she only said a few words, but this favor was by no means small.

Jiang Xinyue is the palace master of a first-class sect, and speaking for a minor monk is a practice of surrendering his identity, which is the most worthy of thanks.

Jiang Xinyue is much older than him, and his cultivation strength and status are higher than him, he is from the world, and he is not used to the titles of those palace masters, heads, etc. in the cultivation world, so he casually calls sister, this 'sister' will not lose.

As everyone knows, he casually said sister, and called Jiang Xinyue's heart, and Xiao Cheng became more and more pleasing to the eye.

She could have become Gu Qinghong's sister-in-law, but that person died unexpectedly, even if many years have passed, she is still worried about this matter, if Gu Qinghong can call her sister-in-law, then she is simply angry.

It's a pity that Gu Qinghong ignores everyone, and it is impossible to call her sister-in-law.

Now Xiao Cheng is Gu Qinghong's junior brother, calling her a sister is the most appropriate, isn't it a disguised recognition of her identity.

Xiao Cheng naturally didn't know that he casually talked about a sister, and there were so many twists and turns in it, so he explained with a smile: "Sister Xinyue, the poem just now was actually heard, not made by me, which made you laugh!"

Although a poem won the praise of everyone and made him feel happy, the poem written by someone else was someone else's, and he was uncomfortable to pretend to be fake, so he simply made it clear.

Everyone was stunned for a while, but they couldn't believe that this kind of wonderful poem could spread all over the world in less than a day, and they had never heard it before.

And this poem is completely consistent with the artistic conception of Gu Qinghong's departure just now, how could it be made by someone else.

Jiang Xinyue didn't believe it even more, she saw it more clearly than others, and the feelings expressed in this poem happened to coincide with Xiao Cheng's love just now.

Therefore, it cannot be written by others, only Xiao Cheng will make such a meaningful poem.

Jiang Xinyue thought that Xiao Cheng was thin-skinned, and he might be a little embarrassed to be praised by so many people, his eyes were moving, and he teased: "Good brother, the name of the poem is of great benefit to you, don't shirk, what's so embarrassing?"

Hearing the words 'good brother', the corners of Xiao Cheng's mouth twitched, and he was covered with goosebumps, do you want to be so numb?

In these years, no one even believes it to tell the truth, Xiao Cheng only feels a little big, and this matter is really not easy to explain.

"Sister Xinyue, I'm not embarrassed, what I said was true, it was indeed not what I did!" Xiao Cheng shook his head firmly.

Seeing Xiao Cheng's determined expression, everyone was shaken for the first time, isn't this poem really Xiao Cheng's work?

A hint of realization flashed in Jiang Xinyue's beautiful eyes, and in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them, she waved her wide sleeves and teased: "Good brother, are you worried that the island owner knows your admiration for her, so you don't want to admit it? It doesn't matter, the island owner doesn't care about this, and she may not be able to hear it at all!"

Xiao Cheng was stunned, and said in his heart, "Sister Beauty, don't tease me......

He only felt that this poem was majestic, and when he saw Gu Qinghong leave, he was a little disappointed, so he vomited quickly.

With his poetry and 'attainment' of school, where can he understand what meaningful admiration and attachment feelings are in the poem.

Jiang Xinyue was stunned when she saw Xiao Cheng, and immediately thought that she had guessed correctly, and said with a smile from someone who came over, and said: "It's okay, she doesn't care about these at all, not to mention that you are her junior brother, what can she do to you!"

"It's really not!" Xiao Cheng shook his head helplessly.

He doesn't care much about what is not hearted, he even told him to strip naked, and he is still worried about this?

Seeing that Xiao Cheng didn't admit it, Jiang Xinyue smiled slightly, planning to help Xiao Cheng.

Today, if Xiao Cheng does not admit that this poem was written by him, he will not get a good name, and he will even be considered by others to be a deceitful and famous person, his reputation will plummet.

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~RS