When Zhou An recited this poem, two figures appeared in the sky. One seemed to be a monk and the other seemed to be a woman.
The monk sat cross-legged there, holding a rosary in his hands, chanting the scriptures silently, without any sorrow or joy, and another woman was always looking at him infatuatedly.
This scene has been maintained from the first to the tenth, until the poem comes out later, the monk changes, as if moved by a woman, holding the woman's hand, like a pair of flying south-coming geese, a pair of life and a pair of life
People will live up to the Tathagata and never let you down.
After the poem was completed, the monks and women in the sky bowed to Zhou An from afar, stepped on the void, and left gracefully.
"A poem becomes a spirit. This Zhou An deserves the reputation of being a poet, and he deserves this reputation."
"Especially the next few sentences, it sounds so nice."
"Compared with his poems, Liu Jingting is incomparable and has a reputation."
"It's been a long time since the poem of the poetic spirit appeared."
"It's not long before the poem with a poetic spirit was written by Zhou An last time."
"I'll go. Since the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, few people have written poems about poetry, but Zhou An actually wrote so many poems."
"So there are rumors among the people that Zhou An is a poet who descends to earth."
This time, both great scholars and scholars said excitedly.
"This bastard Zhou is pretty good at writing poetry." Even Song Nianyu had to admit it.
"Especially, the saying "I'm not letting down the Tathagata and not letting down thee" is so beautiful." Guan Miaohuan said.
"How is my poem?" Zhou An said.
Liu Jingting's face turned blue, because Zhou An's poems were indeed better than him, so he just reluctantly made a nasal sound.
Then Liu Jingting said, "I'm going to pass the second level. I will be better than you in the second level." After that, he walked forward. He had just seen the second stone tablet in front from afar, but on it
I didn't see clearly what I wrote.
Now Zhou An has a little understanding of Liu Jingting. It seems that Liu Jingting is very arrogant, but in fact he is a childish temper and has been spoiled by his relatives at home.
Zhou An also walked towards the second stone tablet.
When you get closer, there are three words written on it, Hero Song
When Zhou An saw this name, he immediately knew who to write a song. Of course, it was Tu Dada. Only the songs he sang would make people feel excited.
When Liu Jingting saw it, his brows frowned. Although the name seems to be very simple, it is difficult to write songs like this.
Liu Jingting took out a small notebook, and then took out a pen, and started writing and drawing in the notebook. He wanted to think of the song in the shortest time.
Zhou An has found a song, which feels very consistent with the current scene. Seeing Liu Jingting still writing the music score,
But I don’t want to sing this song. It is impossible to sing with Zhou An’s voice, so it is still OK to write it out.
"The sound moisturizes the pill and sings." When Zhou An thought about it, a voice appeared in Zhou An's mind.
When the sound was heard, a small bottle appeared in front of Zhou An.
This voice was the sound of Liu Jingting talking to him? However, Zhou An did not reply. Liu Jingting said it earlier, and that voice would not pay attention to him, that means he would not pay attention to himself.
Zhou An looked at the small bottle and picked up the small bottle. There was a white pill inside.
"This Confucius Temple is really humane, and you need whatever you need." Zhou An murmured.
Then Zhou An remembered the song in his heart, opened the small bottle, swallowed it in one bite, and suddenly felt his throat was particularly lubricated.
Zhou An said, "The song I sang is called "Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger". Then Zhou An started singing it.
The river is like a dragon, and the mountains are like a tiger;
Screaming and crying when you roar and singing;
There are bells and drums in the dragon and tiger;
The dragon soars and tigers leaps, both literary and military;
A sword cuts open the sky, and annotates the history books of thousands of years with blood;
Demolish great responsibilities and work hard;
Work hard and fulfill morality;
To express your ambitions;
A man who is a dignified man and awesome man;
The sun and the moon rise and fall, the wind and clouds are spitting, and the great Yuan people hide the dragon and lie on the tiger;
Looking up at the countless mountains and rivers, looking at the flowing light flying;
The sun and the moon rise and fall, the wind and clouds are spitting, and the great Yuan people hide the dragon and lie on the tiger.
When Zhou An's song was heard, the thunder was roaring between heaven and earth, and the earth was roaring, as if the heaven and earth were compiling eternal chapters for Zhou An's songs.
An extremely majestic figure appeared between heaven and earth. This figure seemed to be a mountain worth billions of feet, and no one could resist or compare with each other.
Time flows next to this figure, space crawls under this figure, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are like passing clouds and smoke in his eyes, and the heaven, earth, sun and moon are like sand and dust in his eyes.
It's really like a real man in the song, standing in the world and unparalleled forever!
As Zhou An sang this song, the sound spread far and far away. Not only did the Confucius Temple be enclosed, but even the surrounding cities heard the song.
No matter who heard this song, they were addicted to it. Until the evening, they didn't know when the song stopped, so everyone woke up one after another. Then everyone was savoring the song and wanted to listen again. Once again, many people came to Confucius Temple.
So this scene was formed, with Confucius Temple as the center, from all directions, people came here one by one, some were warriors, some were Confucian scholars, some were professions in the dark world, some were ordinary people, and some were scholars...
After greeting each other, I knew they were all coming here, and they were shocked that the song was spread so widely and attracted so many people.
At this time, the Confucian scholars and great scholars in the Confucius Temple had already woken up and looked at the strange images that were about to disappear in the sky in shock. This song was so nice.
It was heard that it was sung by Zhou An.
"Zhou An is worthy of being known as the Song Saint. I was a little dissatisfied before. Now I am too vilified. How could I have such a reputation without this ability?"
"Yes, only the wrong name is given, no wrong name."
"After Zhou An comes out, I must take Zhou An as my teacher and ask him about poetry."
"Zhou An became the first talented man in the world. Although he cannot be compared with the ancient sages, he is not much different."
As soon as this sentence was expressed, many people thought of the songs, poems and articles written by Zhou An before, each of which was excellent, and was not much different from the articles written by ancient sages. They were all famous throughout the ages.
"The bastard really has some skills this week, and the songs he wrote are really nice." Song Nianyu couldn't help but say.
"Yes, it sounds so nice." Guan Miaohuan said.
"Yeah, yeah." Huang Shiying said.
At this time, Liu Jingting, who was next to Zhou An, was stunned. He knew that even if he tried his best, he could not reach the height of Zhou An's song. It was too shocking to his self-confidence. I was interrupted and even forgot what I had just written halfway through.
Zhou An saw his expression and shook his head and said, "It's your turn."
Liu Jingting said awkwardly: "Oh, I'm working now." Now Liu Jingting no longer dares to yell with Zhou An. Every poem and song is better than him. No matter how he doesn't say he is better than Zhou An.
Then Liu Jingting wrote a song under the ups and downs of his mind, but his singing style was in a bad state, and he did not even reach the level of peerlessness, and no natural vision appeared.
At this time, another strange phenomenon came from outside. Two people were lowering flags in the sky. The strange phenomenon did not show who the two were. It only showed the hands of two people, one holding Baizi in his hand and the other holding him.
The black piece shows the entire chess game.
At first, both sides quickly stepped down until the back side slowed down, and it took a long time to leave. It was a pity that there was no sign of Zhang Zitong, so which side won. The Confucian scholars and great scholars outside did not know, and Zhou An's song in front
It brought an infinite climax. Although the chess is a bit intense now, they have no expression.
Finally, the chess was finished, and the black piece had the upper hand.
At this time, people had already arrived at Confucius Temple. The great scholars and scholars in Confucius Temple didn't realize anything at first, but they found that more and more people came. They found something wrong. Later, they started to inquire.
I knew that the song had been so far, and all the surrounding cities heard it and rushed towards it.