"Good handwriting!"
Guo Jia's eyes lit up when he saw the first word Li Fahai wrote. He couldn't help but exclaim,"I, Guo Jia, have always been unyielding, but Brother Li's calligraphy is far better than mine.”
Butterfly Love Flower!
Li Fahai first wrote the name of a Ci tablet, and then he began to write a sentence.
Although he didn't write a poem, he felt that this poem was more suitable for her. She was one of the most talented women in the Yin Sunflower Sect. However, when she appeared, it would make people afraid every time, and they couldn't help but feel sorry for her. It made people want to hug her gently in their arms, but what they felt in their arms was a sweet smile and a light fragrance.
How deep is the courtyard?
As soon as he finished writing the first sentence, the seven words were like a brush and ink that emitted a faint fragrance, causing the entire hall to be filled with a fragrance. This ink fragrance completely covered the fragrance of tea and wine in the hall!
"The fragrance of brush and ink! This is the fragrance of brush and ink!"
A young Confucian scholar looked at Li Fahai excitedly and couldn't help but exclaim.
Seeing this scene, even Guo Jia's expression changed slightly. In his heart, he valued Li Fahai even more. Just the first sentence was enough to produce such an image. It was enough to prove how high Li Fahai's attainments in poetry or Ci were!
After Li Fahai wrote this sentence, he stopped. He was pleasantly surprised. Just now, he felt a wisp of literary qi appear in his upper dantian!
What did this mean?
It meant that not only could he cultivate martial arts, Buddhism, and Taoism together, he could also cultivate Confucianism, Buddhism, and Confucianism!
The entire hall was silent. The young scholars who had been writing poems or thinking about poems all looked dejected or excited. They all put down their wolf-hair brushes and shook their heads, giving up on writing. Many people even walked over to Li Fahai, wanting to see what kind of things he had written that could make the brush and ink smell good.
One had to know that such a thing could only be done by a true great scholar!
Great Confucians were existences that could be counted on one hand in the entire Divine Continent!
Bai Qing Er leaned against the railing and looked at Li Fahai. A strange look flashed in her eyes, but it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.
After a moment, he felt the literary energy in his upper dantian stop growing. His right hand moved, and he wrote the entire poem like a dragon and a phoenix.
"How deep is the courtyard? The willow trees are piled up with smoke, and the curtains are endless. Jade Schleswig carved saddle tour governance place, the building is too high to see Zhangtai Road. The rain is heavy and the wind is wild. It's late in March. The door is closed at dusk. There's no way to stay in spring. Tears in her eyes, she asked the flower without saying a word, and the red flew over the swing.”
Guo Jia took a deep breath and recited the poem word by word. His eyes were filled with amazement.
"Good lyrics! Good lyrics! This was truly a world-shocking poem!”
"That's right. I didn't expect to be able to see a world-shocking work written in front of me today. I didn't live my life in vain!”
"Look! Words turned into phenomena! This is the legendary phenomenon!"
All of the young Confucians exclaimed in amazement. Suddenly, one of the scholars cried out in surprise. A picture scroll appeared on the poem, and the scene depicted in the poem appeared. This was the phenomenon of the poem!
Such a thing could be said to be a once-in-a-century event even in the entire Divine Continent!
Not only did a picture scroll appear here, but another identical picture scroll also appeared in the sky. The picture scroll that appeared in the sky was tens of thousands of feet in size, like a mirage hanging in the sky. Countless people in the Great Yue City saw this scene and exclaimed.
After Li Fahai finished writing the poem, he closed his eyes. He felt that his literary energy was constantly strengthening, as if it was about to fill up his upper dantian.
Moreover, this literary aura was different from the literary aura that ordinary scholars comprehended. It was not white literary aura, but purple literary aura. It looked like it emitted a unique noble charm.
"Silence!"
Seeing Li Fahai close his eyes as if he was in a state of epiphany, Guo Jia, who had already mastered the art of literature and was only a step away from the Grand Scholar realm, immediately understood. A murderous look flashed in his eyes, and an extremely powerful aura swept toward the group of young scholars as he coldly shouted.
Sensing Guo Jia's powerful aura, the expressions of the young scholars changed slightly, and they became as silent as cicadas in winter. They looked at Guo Jia with fear in their eyes.
In the past, these people had always treated Guo Jia as a scholar who was unrestrained. They had never thought that Guo Jia would far surpass them. He was actually a scholar who had comprehended the literary spirit!
Moreover, from Guo Jia's aura, they could tell that he definitely had not just comprehended Wen Qi. Thinking that none of them had comprehended Wen Qi, these people became dejected.
Hearing Guo Jia's words, An Ruhai and Zhao Yun both understood what was going on. Powerful auras erupted from their bodies as they glared at the group of Confucian scholars with killing intent. They had the intention to kill anyone who dared to disturb Li Fahai's epiphany.# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:011720192:21PM
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