In the long corridor, all the scribes were shocked: "On the Tribulation River, no one without a literary heart can cross it. The best can be used as a board, the best can be used as a boat, and only the best can be made into a dragon. He...he is actually the best."

Enjoy your heart!"

"Exactly!" A chief scribe from the Poetry Palace said with a smile: "I would like to teach you all that this person is Senior Brother Qingquan, the number one disciple of our Poetry Palace. He is a peerless literary heart.

The guy surnamed Lin actually fought with him to go fishing in the sea, he just didn’t know how to live or die!"

Everyone looked at each other in shock...

The first level is so awesome?

How much hatred and hatred is this?

We are all brothers in the same palace, is this necessary?

When a new disciple enters the temple, he needs to endure the calamity of Wen Dao, so that he can have a longer memory, but there must be a limit. You use this ceiling level as soon as you come up, forming a strong crushing force, which can easily make people's Wenxin become dusty.

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On the sea of ​​calamity, Li Qingquan laughed loudly: "On the sea of ​​calamity, Wen Xin is the boat! But Brother Lin, be careful, don't overturn your boat plank, otherwise, you will have to kneel down outside the palace and beg for three months.

Then there’s a chance to try again!”

As soon as he finished speaking, with him as the center, the sea of ​​tribulation suddenly became stormy, with huge waves rolling, and the overwhelming waves seemed to engulf the surrounding areas.

Lin Su stood on the shore, with the strong wind blowing, his white clothes flying, and his voice floating out: "Are you sure I can only form the plank of the ship?"

"Oh?" Li Qingquan said, "Then you turn into a boat!"

"Okay!" Lin Su's eyebrows suddenly shot out a silver light, and silently, a small boat appeared in front of him!

The boat is in the shape of a dragon, lifelike...

Li Qingquan's expression suddenly changed...

While walking in the corridor, countless people stood up at the same time: "Oh my god, it's also a dragon boat! He is also a top-notch Wenxin!"

"Is it so easy to be a perfect writer? How is it possible..."

"His dragon boat is not only lifelike, but in terms of perception, it actually...seems..." He did not finish his words, but everyone around him understood...

Although Lin Suhua's dragon boat and Li Qingquan's dragon boat are both lifelike, they are quite different.

Li Qingquan's dragon boat is very illusory, like a dragon on paper.

And his dragon boat is extremely solid, as if carved from jade.

The first time they met, he kept up with Li Qingquan and even surpassed him by a head!

How unimaginable is this?

Li Qingquan didn't expect it, but as the first disciple, he was proud of himself and said coldly: "On the sea of ​​calamity, poetry is the oar. You and I are both top-notch literary minds, so let's see whose poetry is better."

A bargain!"

Stretch out your hand, and the precious pen is in your hand!

Write: "Sleep in the autumn river under the clear moon at night, beauties in white clothes and black water walk..."

As soon as his famous work "Beauty's Journey" came out, the colorful glow filled the Jie River, the four lines of the poem turned into four paddles, and his dragon boat moved forward quickly!

Lin Su stretched out his hand and wrote: "A boat on the Yangtze River thousands of miles away, the guests are desolate and startled by autumn, the shadows of the clouds illuminate the Shangen Temple, the setting sun turns over the water, the shallow water shines with gold and the carp jumps, the foreshore is dotted with snow, and there are a few gulls roosting, young man

The strength and sadness are limited, and I can't bear to fish hooks in the Cangjiang River."

The same colorful rays of light, eight lines of poetry turned into eight paddles, and in the blink of an eye, they were advancing with Li Qingquan.

On the corridor, everyone was stunned...

On the sea of ​​tribulation, ordinary people had to be careful when driving Wen Xinzhou, but they actually started racing... Oh, no, racing boats!

Everyone knows about Li Qingquan's "Beauty's Journey". It was his famous work when he first entered the palace. The colorful poems have already been engraved on the poetry walls of the palace of poetry, becoming something that a generation of young disciples look up to. Today, a new

The people who came here did not fall behind in the face of this legendary figure, and even seemed to have a vague sense of transcendence.

Wen Xin's boat is stronger than Li Qingquan's.

In the colorful poem, he has twice as many oars as Li Qingquan.

His speed is also faster than Li Qingquan.

"In a blink of an eye, we have reached the stage of colorful duel. Will there be a duel between Qingshi?" A disciple murmured.

"Qing Shi?" The person next to him was startled: "Senior Brother Li does have Qing Shi, but I'm afraid it's not appropriate to use Qing Shi in a duel. After all, I am a newbie..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Qingquan raised his hand and pointed his precious pen in the void...

"When thousands of mountains are separated from the river, the waves surge and a boat is leveled..."

Green light fills the sky...

"Oh my god! Qingshi is really out of this world..."

On the corridor, everyone held their breath, looking at the scene in front of them and almost couldn't believe their eyes...

This is a ceremony for newcomers to enter the palace. It is only for the newcomers to learn a lesson, not for them to dust their literary hearts. Poems handed down from ancient times have their own weight, so why use them to bully their fellow disciples?

Suddenly, most of the people in the corridor felt deep sympathy for Lin Su.

They didn't know Lin Su, and some didn't even know Li Qingquan, but that didn't stop them from judging today's events with fairness and justice.

There is a pavilion above the corridor, which is the best place to watch the Jiejiang River. The two women sat leaning on the railing and stopped holding the teacups in their hands at this moment...

If Lin Su could see them, she would be shocked, because one of the two women is Li Guihan.

Yes, he has been separated from Li Guihan for a year.

The other person is a gentle and elegant woman with a bookish air all over her body.

The gentle woman smiled slightly: "Guihan, which song will he choose to pass down to the world?"

Judging from her words, she obviously knew Lin Su and knew that Lin Su had written more than ten famous poems and lyrics. She was just not sure which one Lin Su would use.

Li Guihan smiled faintly: "In the field of poetry, you really don't have to worry about him. All his green poems are one level higher than Li Qingquan's. Any one of them can easily crush Li Qingquan.

Li Qingquan dared to stand up today, but he was just relying on his unparalleled literary heart. If his unparalleled literary heart does not prevail, he has actually lost!"

"That's true..."

As soon as Li Qingquan's green poem was completed, it turned into four green wings, and the dragon boat under him suddenly took off...

At the same time, the Jiejiang River under him changed its appearance. The green mountains were faint on both sides, and the clear water flowed eastward. It sent his dragon boat away far away. With a bang, the Jiejiang River hit the cliff in front, changed direction, and crashed back.

The dragon boat rushing towards Lin Su wanted to send Lin Su's dragon boat in the opposite direction...

This is the power of green poetry!

Golden poems can turn into wind, colorful poems can turn into oars, and green poems can turn into wings!

Fly across the Jie River and deal a critical blow to everyone on the corridor!

It turned out that there was such a way to cross the Jiejiang River that they had gone through so hard that day?

Seeing that the evolution of green poetry was about to push Lin Su's dragon boat into the bottom of the river, Lin Su suddenly picked up his pen and wrote down as fast as lightning...

This handed down poem, if Li Guihan were to guess, might be "The Rolling Waters of the Yangtze River Passing East" because this poem is majestic and heroic.

If it were up to that gentle woman to choose, she might choose "On the Orchid Boat Alone". This ancient poem "One Cut Plum" is her favorite.

However, what Lin Su wrote was...

"Looking at the sword while drunk,

Dreaming back to the trumpet company camp,

Eighty thousand miles away, I am divided under my command,

The sound of fifty strings turning over the wall,

Autumn on the battlefield.

Lu Feikuai is so stupid..."

Without any sound, his dragon boat suddenly turned into a celestial horse, rising into the air, crossing the huge waves in front of the sky, and passing Li Qingquan, whose oars turned into four wings below.

When Li Qingquan saw Jiangxin Pavilion right in front of him, he was overjoyed when dark clouds suddenly shrouded his head. When he looked up, he was stunned. There was a huge Pegasus above him. The wings of this Pegasus were more than ten times bigger than his dragon boat wings.

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"The bow is like a thunderbolt!" Lin Su smiled at him, stretched out his hand, and an illusory long bow appeared in his palm!

Chi!

An invisible arrow came through the air and shot in front of Li Qingquan!

Big waves rolled in the calamity sea, and Li Qingquan's flying boat retreated a hundred feet away. Lin Su's Pegasus folded its wings, and Lin Su stood firmly on the Jiangxin Pavilion.

"Zhan Qingci!" everyone in the corridor screamed.

"He is Lin Su!" People shouted: "Lin Su who just wrote the second Zhan Qing poem "Broken Array"!"

"The first one was written by him, and the second one is also written by him!" The person next to him shouted: "War poems and lyrics are extremely difficult for others, but it is so easy for him."

"Only now do I understand why his entrance ceremony was so outrageous, just because he is worthy of the top test..."
To be continued...