Moe Niang Xing Ji

After hearing the comments again, the girl couldn't sit still.

"Just now you seem to have a deeper understanding of Su Shi's world, Qing Huan, than her. How did you do it?" Su Mian asked.

"Miss Su Mian has never met Su Shi, how does she know that I understand better than her." Chen Mo laughed.

Su Mian smiled slyly.

Chen Mo noticed that beside her was a young girl with icy muscles and bones, fresh and elegant.Her eyes are as blue as the sky, as transparent as lake water, as clear as jewels, and are extremely beautiful.

The girl gives people a temperament that is out of the mundane world, which makes people a little out of reach.

Suddenly, the picture in Chen Mo's mind became clear when he was reading Qing Huan's poem, the girl's figure overlapped with the girl's.

"Ah, is this girl?" Chen Mo was dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry, Yu is the author who can only taste the taste of the world but can't see the realm of a saint." The girl raised her chin, flaring her feathers like a proud peacock.

Beautiful, elegant, and a little haughty.

she was.

The peerless star Su Shi also.KenShu.CC collects and organizes the novels, and the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.

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Chapter 473

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"Miss Su Shi's song The Taste of the World is Qinghuan's artistic conception is already extraordinary. If you can stay in Huashan for a while, maybe you can go to a higher level." Chen Mo's expression did not change.

"The Sleeping Fairy of Mount Hua, Chen Tuan, is indeed an extraordinary figure, no wonder you have that kind of state of mind, Chen Mo." Su Mian was thoughtful.

"Yu's realm doesn't need anyone to point it out." Su Shi looked at Chen Mo with disdainful eyes: "How can you men understand Yu?" The woman's conceited expression was really cute, and Chen Mo couldn't help laughing.

Su Mian smoothed things over: "Okay, sister, don't mind it. Poetry in the world can only be spread if people talk about it. It is also a good thing that Chen Mo can see other artistic conceptions."

"Sister, do you believe that a man can understand the poems of star generals?" Su Shi didn't care.

"You are the father who underestimates Bengong."

Su Shi was startled, and pursed his lips: "Of course Ziwei Xingdi is different."

"Can the star emperor also compose poems?" Chen Mo asked curiously. Poems are not very popular in the star world. These poems are the talents of star generals, and almost all of them are made by spiritual star generals. Occasionally, some geniuses are amazing There will also be a few Xuanhuang poems handed down by famous generals, but there are very few, and it is said that the realm of some Xuanhuang poems is the reads that star generals have pursued all their lives;

Chen Mo was also a little surprised to hear that Ziwei Xingdi could compose poetry.

Because he doesn't seem to have heard of it.

"My father once made a song in front of Niang Mountain, but not many people know about it." Su Mian smiled.

"Sister's father is a man born once in ten thousand years, even a star general can't compare to him, and that poem can be passed down through the ages, so he can't be compared with other rude men." Su Shi looked at Chen Mo.

Hearing such a high evaluation from Wushuang Xinghao, Chen Mo became more and more curious.

But Su Mian wanted to play tricks, she didn't want to say it out loud.

At this moment, a warm and beautiful voice sounded like a melody.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

Success or failure turned empty.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

The white-haired fisherman Qiao Jiangzhu used to watch autumn and spring.

A jug of muddy wine meets together.

How many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes. "

This beautiful voice is powerful and profound, full of the vicissitudes of history, and also contains the tenderness brewed by time.In the deep and soft, it makes people feel as if they are traveling in the long river of thousands of years, watching the rise and fall of all ages.The tragic, ancient and heavy history in the poems is like a drop of nectar in the palm of your hand, and you can absorb the sweetness condensed for thousands of years by gently sucking.

"This poem is so strong"

"This artistic conception is simply eternal ashes."

"Who did this"

Hearing this poem, there were countless exclamations from around.

Su Mian, Su Shi turned his gaze, and saw a woman with a short skirt and short hair and a graceful figure approaching gently. She sang softly with red lips, full of infinite joys and sorrows.

"Xingdi's Linjiang Immortal can be described as heaven and man. The star world has been fighting for thousands of years, and heroes rise and fall. Success and failure are just chats for future generations to chat after drinking. Only the way of heaven can look down on this world forever." The woman said to Su Mian extremely. She bowed politely, and her expression was full of respect. Her respect was not superficial or completely from the heart.

"It turned out to be Ziwei Star Emperor."

"He has already reached the pinnacle of the star realm and aspired to win the Niang Mountain. The success or failure of the world's battles has indeed become a thing of the past for Star Emperor."

"As expected of Ziwei Star Emperor."

Everyone was stunned, and their admiration was beyond words.

Su Mian looked at the respected woman and smiled, "So it's Cao Pi, the poem in the sword."

"Cao Pi, Cao Yange, see Your Highness." The woman bowed, and she directly stated her real name in the salute, which can be described as dignified and solemn.

"Back then, Cao Cao's Duan Ge Xing, watching the sea, and Cao Zhi's Luoshen Fu were also amazing. I don't know what you Cao Pi can do. It's best to make Yu Duokui not so easy." Su Wanyang looked a little excited, she likes challenging things.

Cao Yange smiled slightly, she looked gentle and polite.

"Xuanling Xingguo heard that Wei Wu Wang Cao Cao lost to the Shu ancestor Liu Bei and Wu Tiandi Sun Quan in the crucial battle of Chibi. Now the Cao Wei forces are in a bad situation. Does Yan Ge still have time to participate in the coquettish conference?" Su Mian asked road.

"Yes. This time, Yan Ge composes a Yan Ge line to elevate one's realm." Cao Pi replied very respectfully, as if she never thought of hiding anything.

"Miss Yan Ge, if you need anything, you can come to the Palace of Winds and look for me." Su Mian smiled.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness." The purple eyes of Cao Pi, the poet in the sword, moved slightly.

"However, I can't help you with the affairs of the Marquis of Xuanling Xingguo," Su Mian added.

"Your Highness, don't worry."

"Unexpectedly, my father's Linjiang fairy has already been passed down to the Xuanling Star Country." Su Mian sighed.

The Xuanling Star Country is composed of the [-]-star domain. It is a very peculiar star country in the star world. It is the only star country in the [-]-star country that is still in a bloody battle. There are three major forces: Liu Bei, Cao Cao and Sun Quan. The intricate battles, and I don't know why the star name of this star country is born and died so fast that the central star field is overwhelmed.

As a result, there has not been a star marquis for hundreds of years.

Later, Emperor Ziwei Star divided the Xuanling Star Kingdom into an extralegal place, and the central star field no longer interfered. At the same time, the star names in the Xuanling Star Kingdom rarely came out of the star country, so It is almost in a state of being closed to other star domains.

"Ziwei Xingdi, the name of eternity, although Linjiang Immortal has not been made public, Xinghou has heard of it. It has benefited Xinghou a lot." Cao Pi replied politely.

Hearing them praise her father like this, Su Mian was also very calm.

"Isn't Your Highness's father surnamed Su?" Chen Mo asked strangely.

Several women looked at him, isn't this nonsense, it is a matter of course in the star realm for children to follow their father's star, and generals to follow their names.

"What?" Su Mian asked.

Chen Mo laughed dryly. If he remembers correctly, this poem Linjiang Immortals Rolling to the East of the Yangtze River is the opening speech of the third paragraph of Yang Shen's [-] Shitan Ci of the Ming Dynasty, which talks about Qin and Han Dynasties.

How did he become Ziwei Star Emperor?

"Did your father write any other poems?" Chen Mo asked.

"My father doesn't like poetry, so he sang this poem." Su Mian's eyes were a little blurred, and she fell into memories.

"It's a pity that when Star Emperor Ziwei was here, the coquettish meeting hadn't happened yet, otherwise Yu Zhen wanted to see if he could make all the saints sing together." Su Wanyang said conceitedly.

"Wan Yang, don't be too proud. This time, the minister in white and the hermit Taiyi also came to participate, and now Cao Pi, the poet of the sword, is also here. Presumably other star princes will also participate." Su Mian said.

"It's good if you come, I'm afraid that winning will be too lonely."

Cao Pi said: "Yan Ge dare not have the idea of ​​the Hall of All Saints, this time I just use Yan Ge to communicate and improve my realm."

Just as he was talking, Jiang Kui had already got the Guofeng Pendant and came out of the hall. He was slightly surprised when he saw Chen Mo chatting happily with a few beautiful and well-mannered girls. "Sleeping Highness"

Su Mian nodded to her.

"Chen Mo, didn't you participate in the coquettish meeting this time?"

"I came with Senior Sister Jiang Kui," Chen Mo said.

"Junior brother wants to participate but it's too late." Jiang Kui felt very sorry.

"That's right, this is an excellent opportunity to improve your realm. Based on Chen Mo's understanding of the realm of poetry, you may be able to go further." Su Mian said.

"That's it, I will give you a coquettish jade pendant." The girl flipped her wrist, and found a white jade pendant that was almost similar to the national style pendant.

"This jade pendant can also feel the great wishes of the masters. If Chen Mo doesn't dislike it, he can use it." Su Mian smiled and reads;.

"Sister, aren't you using power for personal gain?" Su Shi was surprised.

"If you can't seek personal gain, what is the use of this power?"

Su Mian blinked slyly.

The people around were speechless.

"However, this coquettish jade pendant is different from selection. It has no status. It can be used if someone else steals it from you. Do you dare to take it?" Su Mian pretended to be unintentional and glanced around, and the coquettish jade pendant immediately attracted many eager eyes.

These gazes include star generals and monks, they are all famous Luosun Shan, who can use their power after getting the jade pendant that the masters wished for, who wants to take a chance.

When she said this, Chen Mo couldn't refuse.

"Thanks to you knowing my sister, otherwise there would be no chance for ordinary monks to get in touch with the power of the masters." Wu Shuang Xinghao snorted, anyway, with Chen Mo's realm, he probably wouldn't have made much progress.

"If you want to say that I can write a few poems." Chen Mo chuckled. He doesn't know how to make poems, but he can recite them. With the bodhi mind method and the attainments of mind learning, it may not be a piece of cake to create the artistic conception of a poem. Very difficult.

"You can compose poetry." Su Wanyang smiled, "This is the strangest sentence I've ever heard."

After seeing so many heroic monuments of national style, Chen Mo also had a sense of pride in his heart, and he wanted to blurt it out a long time ago. Seeing that Su Shi despised him, he didn't even think about it, so he said loudly: "Li Du's poems have been handed down by mouth, so far. I don’t think it’s new anymore. Talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.”

"what"

Su Shi was numb.

Su Mian, Cao Pi and others also showed shock.

"Each has been leading the way for hundreds of years."

"Talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years." Millennium Dream chews this line of poetry, the more you taste it, the more wonderful it becomes. All the orifices in your body seem to be opened instantly, and there is a kind of indescribable comfort. That's just the way Ziwei turned Qi to open up all the veins back then.

"The language of Your Excellency's poem is simple and straightforward, and it is also wonderful." Cao Yange was slightly moved, and his tone could not help but respect.

Chen Mo smiled slyly and looked at Su Shi who was stunned.

The language of this poem is too straightforward, if you pick something wrong, you really can’t pick it out, because the pattern of Chen Mo’s poem is obviously not limited to one era, each generation has its own merits.

It is impeccable, but in Wushuang Xinghao's opinion, this poem is too tricky and frivolous at all.

"Yu don't like you"

Su Wanyang blushed for a long time at a loss for words before bursting out a word from her white teeth.

Su Mian was helpless, but it was the first time that this close friend who was proud of the world and despised everything was actually rendered speechless by the poem.Like Su Shi, Chen Mo's poem, which has been in the limelight for hundreds of years, is full of artistic conception, especially the eye-dotting meeting, which is amazing, but it is too arrogant to contempt Li Bai and Du Fu, a poet. She couldn't digest it for a while.

However, talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the coquettish for hundreds of years, these two sentences are enough to make waves in the Coquettish Conference. For any spiritual power star, this is not a very encouraging state.

Su Mian suddenly had a bad premonition: this piece of jade pendant that she randomly gave away was about to send out a shocking change.

I hope I have worried too much, Su Mian comforted herself.

The wish of the Millennium Dream still came to nothing, two hours later.

The phrase "each has been the leader for hundreds of years" was immediately spread throughout Quyuan City.KenShu.CC collects and organizes the novels, and the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.

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Chapter 474

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"There are talents from generation to generation in the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years."

When Jiang Kui tasted this poem, the more he pondered and comprehended it, the more profound he felt.

Qing Kong Shuying looked at this junior brother and really didn't understand.

To be able to defeat Yang Su and to produce such profound poetry, few of the top star names can do this.

The two of them were rushing back, Chen Mo glanced inadvertently, and suddenly found a woman sitting on an ancient well by the side of the road. The woman was wearing a white gauze skirt, like the wings of a cicada, which was extremely thin, making the girl's body faintly visible, as if As empty as air.

Chen Mo blinked, and the woman disappeared.

"what happened"