"Done!"
Li Qiye clapped his hands in satisfaction and looked at his masterpiece with approval.
Seven Nights 'products were definitely top-notch!
Everyone was still immersed in the deep shock of this. At this moment, the four poems in the void suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and rolling spiritual energy gushed out from them.
Heaven and earth wanted to rank this little guy's poetry. The poetry suddenly shook in the void, and the literary qi rushed into the stars!
A hundred meters of literary qi!
"Da Fu!"
A thousand feet of literary qi!
"Ming Prefecture!"
A hundred thousand feet of literary aura!
"Guarding Country!"
Above the Imperial Capital of the Seven Nights Emperor Dynasty, the starry sky was filled with the aura of literature. Not only were the humans shocked, but even the Demon Race, Heavenly Human Race, and other alien races were also shocked.
Could it be that another Confucian Saint had appeared in the human race? Then our Outsiders will have a hard time.
A foreign race expert sighed.
"It doesn't look like he has become a Confucian Saint, but rather a good poem. What a strong literary spirit. Could this be a national poem?”
A greater demon who had some understanding of Confucianism said in shock,
The State Guarding Poetry was the highest level of poetry in the Confucian Way. To be able to write this, what kind of talent did this person have in the Confucian Way? With such talent, in time, even if he was not the Supreme Saint of the Confucian Way now, his path of the Confucian Way would be incomparably open!
"Humph! Then how could they let such a prodigy of the human race grow? When they found out who wrote the poem, they would definitely issue a killing order and not let the prodigy of the human race grow!”
A supreme demon king snorted coldly. His cold eyes looked at the poem in the void. In fact, he also felt shock and fear in the depths of his heart. To create peace for all generations, could it be that this fellow wanted to exterminate all the demons?
…………
"Grandpa, did I win this time?”
Just as Li Wendao was immersed in his grandson's determination for heaven and earth, for the lives of the people, for the inheritance of the saints, and for the peace of the world, he could not extricate himself.
A childish voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
F * ck!
Who can match your poems?
Wasn't this clearly showing off?
Many people said that they were envious, but they were really envious in their hearts. Not to mention the poetry of the country, even the poetry of Dazhou was difficult for them to write in their lifetime. However, it seemed to be their honor to be able to witness the birth of such a masterpiece.
" Uh…Cough, cough, cough. Seven Nights, not bad. Your poem this time is very good…but you can't just…"
Li Wendao suddenly went into a lecturing mode, and Li Qiye couldn't help but roll his eyes. At this time, the system's completion notification sounded in his ears.
"Ding! Congratulations to all players for displaying your might during the Confucian Sect's Centenary Assembly in three days and suppressing all prodigies!”
"Ding! Congratulations! You have received 3000 Experience Points!”
"Ding! Congratulations! You have advanced to the Four Extremes Secret Realm-Four Extremes Secret Realm, First Heaven!”
"Ding! Congratulations! You have obtained the Divine Power, Heavenly Transformation!”
[Law Phenomenon: Imitate the Heaven and Earth and enlarge oneself. One's head will be in the sky, and one's feet will be on the ground. One's strength will also be maximized. According to one's cultivation progress, one will enjoy a tenfold to hundredfold increase in strength!]
"Isn't the Dharma Form of Heaven and Earth the technique used by God Erlang in Journey to the West? The system looked pretty good. It was a high-quality version, much better than the common ones in Journey to the West. If he could cultivate it to a hundred times the amplification, it should be enough to turn the tide of the battle!”
Li Qiye rubbed his chin, satisfied with the reward. A dragon roared into the sky, and a devilish child even bigger than him.
With a light flick of his finger, the dragon was sent flying. Li Qiye felt that this scene was awesome!
Li Wendao finished his lecture and looked at Li Qiye's excited face. He couldn't help but stroke his beard.
"Thank you all for attending the Confucian Sect's Centenary Founding Ceremony. Li Wendao has nothing else to give you, so I'll give you a pen as a memento.”
Weng!
It was time for the conference to come to an end. The Confucian Paragon Saint waved his sleeve, and the ritual implements that were custom-made for this conference-the Confucian School Brushes of the World-immediately turned into a wave of ritual implements and flew away. Everyone present received a small gift.
Although it was only a single Protocosmic spirit-treasure, there were more than a thousand people present. A total of a thousand Protocosmic spirit-treasures was enough to prove just how generous the Confucian Sect was!
Even Li Qiye had one as a snack. At this time, the system notification rang in his ears again.
Was this a new mission?
(I've updated, I've written until midnight…I'm going to sleep. Tomorrow is Friday, and then it's the weekend. I can finally explode. Otherwise, I'll be too ashamed…)
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