"hehe……"

The prince of Jueluo Empire smiled. The ungrateful wolf's mouth was too damaged, but he liked it very much. After all, Ye Fan was from Xuanwuzhou like him.

"puff……"

Jin Changgeng was even more exaggerated. He sprayed out a mouthful of tea and almost burst into laughter.

He Yunqi and Lin Qingfeng were so angry that their faces were as if they were pig's liver, but they were not good at quarreling with a wolf, so they could only suffer a loss.

"Hmph, I can't do it then, let's see who is embarrassed!"

Lin Qingfeng also tore off his mask at this moment and said coldly.

After hearing what he said, everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to Ye Fan. Good poems are not so difficult to write, and sometimes they all come to light inspiration.

"How do you know I can't do it?" Ye Fan glanced at the two of them, looking confident.

"Then do you do it to open our eyes?"

He Yunqi sneered. He didn't think Ye Fan could make any good sentences in a short period of time, so he probably was perfunctory.

However, even if Ye Fan was really perfunctory, they couldn't hear it. No matter how good the poem was, they couldn't see it well. It was a typical cow chewing peonies.

"I like to know the beauty of Magnolia!"

Ye Fan took a step forward, and the first sentence was chanted lightly. Jin Changgeng and Sikong Po's eyes lit up. The beginning was clear. Ye Fan's sentence was definitely a great sentence for the ages, but I don't know what the following will be.

Prince Jueluo's eyes flashed with brilliance. As a prince, he learned a lot. He had both martial arts and classics of world governance, and had an understanding of poetry, songs and essays. He knew the wonders of this sentence at once.

At the same time, Prince Jueluo was puzzled. He had sent someone to investigate Ye Fan's origin. He was just from a closed mountain village. How could he be so literary?

"Didn't there ever been a master hermit in that small mountain village?"

The prince of Jueluo shook his head slightly. This possibility is too low, so low that it can be ignored. It is definitely not such a coincidence.

He Yunqi and Lin Qingfeng rolled their eyes. They couldn't hear the beauty of this poem, but Ye Fan no matter what, he put a sentence in his heart, which made them feel sank.

Of course, no one explained these to them. However, the eight young female cultivators' eyes flashed with bright colors. The eyes of Ye Fan were filled with a ecstasy light of worship.

As maids of Qishi Mansion, they also need to learn poetry, songs and essays in addition to practicing, so they suddenly heard the wonders of Ye Fan's first sentence.

At this moment, Ye Fan took the second step: "Elegant, clean, fresh and elegant charm!"

As soon as this sentence was released, everyone who knew the poems and essays was shocked. Although only two sentences were only two, they had almost pointed out the various characteristics of orchids, and they were not exposed, with a unique charm.

"Just these two sentences can be passed down through the ages. Brother Ye is really a talented person!"

Sikong Bo sighed and shook his head. Such poems not only meet the scene, but also have a good artistic conception.

"Two sentences do not mean that a poem is good. Only when you write them all can you see whether it is good or bad!"

Lin Qingfeng said another sentence without knowing the current affairs, which attracted everyone except He Yunqi to look at him.

"Did I say it wrong?" Lin Qingfeng looked proud, not thinking that he had said it wrong at all.

"Oh! Summer insects cannot speak ice..."

Prince Jueluo felt that sitting with such a person was simply a loss of price and he knew nothing.

"Everyone who is impressed with paintings and singing is worthy of it, and it is suitable for spring and autumn!"

At this time, Ye Fan took two steps in a row. The two lines of poetry in the next word were also recited casually, and combined with the two lines in the previous word, it was simply the best description of orchids. Although it had no plum blossom style, it had a unique taste.

At this moment, He Yunqi and Lin Qingfeng were really shocked!

Even if they don’t understand poetry, they can still understand that Ye Fan’s four lines are definitely good.

He Yunqi and Lin Qingfeng, who were disappointed, finally learned to learn the essence and stopped talking. They just followed behind and looked at them without saying a word. Their faces were so ugly.

Next, Ye Fan and his party came to the bamboo garden full of green bamboos. A faint bitter taste shocked everyone. It turned out that a scenery was a small world. Although it was different from the space opened by the supreme, emperor and gods, the Sikong family, who was proficient in the laws of space, had achieved the goal of seeing the big from the small.

Here, Ye Fan made another popular poem, and now He Yunqi and Lin Qingfeng have nothing to say.

Although they have no attainments in the field, their ability to observe words and expressions is not weak. From the reactions of Sikong Po, Jin Changgeng, Prince Jueluo and others, it can be seen that the poem Ye Fan wrote is also excellent.

After drinking and chatting in the bamboo garden for a while, everyone came to the last view - Jinqiu Garden!

The entire Jinqiu Garden is like a golden ocean, with blooming chrysanthemums all over your eyes, the intoxicating fragrance permeates the air, and the temperature is relatively higher.

The autumn is clear and the golden chrysanthemums are in full bloom. The environment in the Golden Autumn Garden is very different from that in several other areas, and everyone seems to have entered a golden country.

Walking among the golden chrysanthemums everywhere, Ye Fan seemed to be playing, and there was no sign of writing a poem at all!

Seeing this scene, He Yunqi couldn't help but speak again: "Ye Da Caizi, you already have three excellent works. The finale cannot be worse than the other three, right?"

"Yes, this garden is a sea of ​​chrysanthemums. According to your previous practice, it should refer to chrysanthemums as poems, right?" Lin Qingfeng also echoed.

The two of them just had their scars healed and forgot the pain. They said before that Ye Fan could not make any good sentences, but they were slapped in the face. Now they are back.

Sikong Po frowned. He was not easy to have an attack because it was his own business after all, and he was the first in reputation. He could not offend customers no matter what.

Jin Changgeng secretly regretted that he would never invite those two people if he had known this way. He was completely troublesome. He had thought they were friends who could make friends before, but now it seems that there is no need.

Prince Jueluo was even more unfair to them, but both sides had no grudges, and it was not easy to turn against Ye Fan and the sage sons of the two major sects.

However, Prince Jueluo has made up his mind that if he meets in the game, he must beat him up!

At this moment, Ye Fan was struggling fiercely in his mind. He thought of two poems related to chrysanthemums. They were both very domineering and could not make any choice for a while!

Hearing their words, Ye Fan immediately smiled and said with a smile: "Since you want to know what kind of poems I will make, then I will be as you wish!"

"Let's listen carefully!"

He Yunqi smiled coldly, although he did not dare to underestimate Ye Fan in his attainments. However, it was almost too difficult to surpass the first three poems in the last poem, especially the first poem, which has reached a state of transformation and is difficult to surpass.

Ye Fan also felt that the song "Plum Blossom" was indeed difficult to surpass in artistic conception, but he still had two killer moves, so he was not worried.

These two poems were made by the leader of an uprising army, and they are absolutely majestic. They are very suitable for monks in this world, and they are absolutely terrifying.

After glanced at the two of them, Ye Fan smiled and looked confident in his chest. The eight young female cultivators moved their hearts, as if they were holding a little rabbit in their arms.

Sikong Po, Jin Changgeng, and Prince Jueluo also held their breath and stuck their ears, fearing that they would miss a word.

The ungrateful wolf curled his lips with disdain. It didn't believe that Ye Fan could make any good sentences.

It’s a pity that they don’t know that there are too many good poems in China.

Chu Xuanji is another typical miscellaneous scholar, including various schools of thought, five elements and eight works, three religions and nine rituals. He also learned a lot with Ye Fan.

"Wait until autumn comes September 8th!"

In front of everyone, Ye Fan chanted the first sentence in a silence, which was the famous chrysanthemum song by the Great General Huang Chao!

The first sentence is ordinary, He Yunqi and Lin Qingfeng couldn't help but smile. This sentence is too ordinary and has no artistic conception at all.

The eight young female cultivators were also stunned. Ye Fan should not be so inaccurate. This first sentence is nothing. Compared with the previous three poems, this first sentence is definitely not as good as that.

"I'm still on August 9th!"

The ungrateful wolf took advantage of the opportunity to strike. It still remembered what Ye Fan said last night, and it would take advantage of it as soon as it had the chance.

""

Ye Fan had the urge to beat the ungrateful wolf and always took off his own platform!

"What a good poem, it's really a good poem!"

Just as Sikong Po and Jin Changgeng were both frowning, Lin Qingfeng suddenly said this, which made everyone stunned. Could it be that he could hear something implicit?

Seeing his smiling expression, everyone immediately understood that this kid was deliberately mocking Ye Fan, otherwise how could he say such words?

Faced with Lin Qingfeng's sarcasm, Ye Fan was so angry that he spoke lightly and chanted the second sentence: "I will kill all the flowers after they bloom!"

In this sentence, Ye Fan used the sound skills, and his voice was like a shocking thunder, echoing continuously over the entire Qi Food Mansion, like a dragon's roar!

He Yunqi and Lin Qingfeng were caught off guard, and their ears were roaring, and their blood was surging. They couldn't help but take three steps in a row. When they looked at Ye Fan again, their eyes were filled with inexplicable fear.

These seven words are simply too domineering. I will kill hundreds of flowers after the flowers bloom. How domineering is this? Unrivaled in the world, and monks need such an invincible posture.

With just seven words, the artistic conception of the whole poem is much higher than the previous poem "Plum Blossoms" and is suitable for monks!

Sikong Po's eyes emitted a wolf-like green light. With this sentence alone, the style of Ye Fan's poem must be extraordinary. It seems that he really found a treasure this time.

Such people must be in good terms and may be able to bring unexpected benefits to their family in the future!

"The sky-climbing fragrance formation penetrates the immortal palace!"

Ye Fan took a step forward, approached He Yunqi and Lin Qingfeng, and suddenly shocked them to retreat a few steps.

At this time, Ye Fan seemed to have an inexplicable aura. Although he did not emit any terrifying aura, he still forced the two of them back at the same time.

"Is this... literary spirit?"

Sikong Po suddenly thought of a legend that was almost illusory and looked at Ye Fan with shock.

"The whole city is full of golden armor!"

After the words came, Ye Fan recited all four poems, and his momentum rose to the extreme, just like an ancient saint!

"This...how is this possible?!"

He Yunqi and Lin Qingfeng were shocked. They never expected that Ye Fan's last poem would be so grand.

Although the poems are good, they cannot make up for the gap in strength, Ye Fan seems to have an inexplicable thing, not the holy power, but it is equally powerful and enchanting.

"I will kill all the flowers after they bloom! It's really the legendary literary spirit!!"

Sikong Po's heart was turbulent, but he didn't expect that he would be able to see such a strange thing reappear in the world in his lifetime.

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