My soul can rest on the way of heaven

At this moment, Shen Dong, who has the ability to copy, stood up and said:"I also have a poem, please appreciate it!"

"Do you have poetry too?"Ming Xinzi said in surprise, this person doesn't look like a talented person at first glance.

"Of course, please listen to my chant!" Shen Dong held his head high and chanted loudly:"

Looking at it from the side, it looks like a ridge and it looks like a peak, with different heights near and far.

I don't know the true face of the holy mountain, just because I am in this mountain."

……

After the poem was recited, the holy light burst out, and a huge holy light descended from the holy mountain and entered Shen Dong's body.

At the same time, the poems once again turned into words and were reflected in the void, and several semi-saint heroes appeared.

The entire Wen Dao Continent was once again shocked

"Another poem that shocks the realm of saints!"

"Although it is not as good as the previous one, this one has a unique flavor if you listen carefully!"

"No wonder it alarmed the Semi-Saint!"

"There is probably only Fang Shikuang in the world who has such a standard!"

"Could it be that Fang Yun, the poetry madman, went crazy again?"

……

Fang Yun, who owned the world of strange books, was once again confused.

Isn't this Su Shi's"Inscription on the Western Forest Wall"?

Hey guys, just change one word this time!

Could it be that he is also a time traveler from his world?

There are actually two time-travelers?

There are also the great writer Chu Yunfei, the owner of the transvestite system Ye Qingcheng, Huo Yang with the little breaking ball, the cute little boy Han Xiaomeng, Xiao Han, Ye Fan and others, once again looking at Shen Dong , his eyes were very playful.

Could it be that he is also a time traveler like Wang Haotian?

The three Yasheng immediately started their comments.

Ming Xinzi said:"Although it is only a seven-character quatrain, it highlights all the main features of the Holy Mountain. It sounds cadenced and full of poetic charm. Although it is slightly less powerful, it is only slightly inferior to the previous poems."

Yuzi said:" It's pretty good. You can already write such a poem at such a young age. You can't ask for too much. What I like more is the last sentence,"I don't know the true face of the Holy Mountain, I just live in this mountain", which highlights the Holy Mountain from the side. The greatness of it, reading it is like parting the clouds and seeing the blue sky!"

Yanshenggong nodded:"The poem is good, and the talent is amazing!"

"Thanks to the three Yashengs for their affirmation. This was something I came up with suddenly after being bathed in the holy light. If I was given another chance, I might not be able to write such a good poem." Shen Dong said very modestly.

At this time, Shen Dong was as happy as the game god Wang Haotian.

It was indeed right to copy the knowledge of the literary giant Chu Yunfei, and he picked out a song that he had never heard of before. After slightly changing the poem, it immediately became a shocking poem.

Shen Dong glanced at Chu Yunfei secretly and found that his eyes were a little playful, as if something had happened. He lowered his head, feeling a little guilty for no reason, hoping that he would not Looking for trouble

"I also have a poem for you to read!"At this moment, a female voice sounded.

Following the voice, everyone found that it was An Kexin.

She stood out from the crowd, with a very calm face, and said:

Only the sky is above, and there is no mountain. Together.

Raising your head, the red sun is approaching, looking back, the white clouds are low

……

At the end of the poem, the holy light shines again, and the talent soars into the sky. The poem reflects the void, and several semi-saint heroes appear...

This situation is so familiar, it has been played twice just now, and all the scholars in the world are confused.

Or scared

"Another shocking poem?"

"Three songs in a row, less than a cup of tea, what day is it today?"

"You forgot, Holy Academy Literary Society!"

"It must be Fang Shimang again, his poems can continuously shock the Holy Spirit!"

"He was so crazy today, he sang three shocking hymns in a row!"

"Breathtaking!"

……

At this time, Fang Yun, who had been misunderstood three times in a row, was confused again.

Isn't this poem"Ode to Mount Hua" written by Kou Zhun?

This time it is copied word for word. Could it be that that woman is also a time traveler?

Why are there so many time-travelers?

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"Yang Yuhuan asked with concern.

Fang Yun shook his head, with a stiff smile on his face:"It's nothing, I just think the poem above is so beautiful, and I couldn't help but fall into deep thought."

"I believe that Xianggong’s poems must be better than theirs!"Yang Yuhuan said confidently

"Yeah?"Fang Yun laughed awkwardly.

Everyone is playing the same trick, who can be better than the other?

There are also the great writer Chu Yunfei, the owner of the transvestite system Ye Qingcheng, Huoyang with the little breaking ball, and the cute little girl Han Xiao Meng, Xiao Han, Ye Fan and others looked over again.

But their eyes were not playful, but filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Could it be another time traveler?

An Kexin is a native, could she be possessed by human souls? Wear it?

The three sub-sages are praising again.

Ming Xinzi:"The word"Holy Mountain" does not appear in the whole poem, but the majesty of the Holy Mountain is shown everywhere. As long as you read this poem, you will know that they are praising the Holy Mountain. , it’s really wonderful."

Yu Zi:"Yes, although this poem is simple, it is extraordinary in its simplicity.

Duke Yansheng said:"Your talent and learning are not inferior to Xue Qingmei's.""

Listening to the praises of the three sub-sages, the reborn An Kexin felt very guilty.

Because in the previous life, the three sub-sages also asked this question at the beginning. Unexpectedly, the geniuses of the world of spiritual energy recovery showed their talents one after another. It suppressed all the scholars.

As a bystander, she also memorized these scoring poems.

Seeing that the two best poems had appeared, she immediately couldn't wait to grab the third one. Sure enough, it happened.

Since she was not as thick-skinned as the time traveler, she felt guilty now and quietly retreated.

Lin Beifan said with admiration:"My wife, you are so awesome! I didn’t expect you to be so talented!"

"Really, why don’t I think so?"Being worshiped by her sweetheart, An Kexin felt guilty and proud.

"But Sister Xin's talent and learning are indeed outstanding. In just a few sentences, she can describe the height and grandeur of the Holy Mountain, and her talent is amazing. If he had been born here, he would probably have become the fifth talented person before the Holy Spirit. Xue Qing frowned and lowered her head:"I'm ashamed to say that, with Sister Kexin's talent and learning, I may not be able to help you much." An Kexin said immediately:"

Don't say that. I just had an idea and thought of it just now. It's just good luck." I may have to rely on you next."

An Kexin knows her abilities well. It's fine if she encounters previous questions, but she will definitely kneel down if it's a new question.

At this time, it is very necessary to have a talented woman to help.