Super Villain Summoning

The ferry of the Dafeng Dynasty;

Although it looks big from the outside, once you get inside you will find that it is quite spacious.

Not only that, the interior of the entire ferry is meticulously crafted, with all kinds of precious ornaments placed randomly, just like a huge palace!

"Aunt! What on earth is there in Wanshan Academy? Is it worth it for you to make a personal trip?"

A fair-skinned boy sat slumped on a spacious bench, occasionally putting crystal-clear fruits from the small table beside him into his mouth;

These fruits are all top-grade spiritual fruits, which are extremely rare in the Great Yan Dynasty. Eating one can be of great benefit to one's cultivation.

And the young man in front of me actually ate it as ordinary fruit. It was really too extravagant!

That’s right, the young man in front of him is none other than a prince from the Great Phoenix Dynasty: Fengyang!

And the woman who could be called aunt by him was naturally a member of the royal family of the Dafeng Dynasty, and her status was not simple!

"Why? Didn't you ask to come and see it?"

A woman wearing a gold veil and a phoenix-embroidered gown was sitting on another bench. Her behavior was dignified and elegant, just like a lady from a noble family.

She held a scroll of bamboo slips in her hand. There seemed to be flowing light surrounding the bamboo slips. The words on it seemed to contain the great truth, and they even emitted a faint golden light!

"Isn't this for the Wendao Stele?"

Feng Yang chuckled, then glanced at the woman sheepishly, "Aunt! Do you think the poem I wrote will be recognized by this Wendao stele?"

"you?"

Feng Xianwu put down the bamboo slips in her hand, then shook her head helplessly and said, "If the poem you wrote can be recognized by the Wendao Stone Tablet, you will have obtained the most precious Wendao treasure in Tianxuan Academy!"

Doesn't she know her nephew well?

He is the kind of person who has average talent in literature and art, but he doesn't even admit it. He always wants to write immortal poems and dreams of becoming a literary saint!

"Yang'er! Why don't you listen to your aunt's advice and focus on martial arts!"

Feng Xianwu said with a look of reluctance: "If you focus on martial arts now, with your aptitude, you may be able to comprehend the power of the law in the future and achieve the Yin-Yang realm!"

"A mere Yin-Yang realm? I don't even consider it!"

Feng Yang said with a look of disdain, "When I gain recognition from the Wen Dao Stone Tablet with my poetry and prose, and then obtain the Wen Dao Supreme Treasure, I will use it to write immortal poems and become the legendary Wen Dao Sage!"

"Hey~~~"

Looking at Feng Yang, who looked like a middle school student, Feng Xianwu couldn't help but hold her forehead and shake her head;

Do you really think it's easy to become a literary saint?

If it were that easy, the Dafeng Dynasty wouldn't have not produced a literary saint for thousands of years!

"Huh~~"

At this moment, Feng Xianwu seemed to sense something and couldn't help but exclaimed, "The aura of the Way of Literature? Someone has broken through the bottleneck of the Way of Literature through poetry?"

"Lian'er!"

"Miss! Prince!"

Suddenly, a woman with a veil on her face appeared in the room. This woman was none other than the powerful Yin-Yang Realm expert!

"Just now, there were people competing in poetry next to me, and one of them had a breakthrough after reciting a poem!"

Lian'er said respectfully, "This person is a Wen Xiu from Xuanhua City in the Great Yan Dynasty. It is said that his talent for literature is second only to the Seventh Prince of the Great Yan Dynasty!"

"The Seventh Prince of the Great Yan Dynasty?"

"According to my subordinates, the Seventh Prince Xiao Yuxuan is known as the most gifted person in the Way of Literature in the Great Yan Dynasty. Now, at the age of seventeen, he has already reached the seventh level of the Mana Realm through his cultivation of the Way of Literature!"

"Seventeen years old? Seventh level of Wen Dao Mana Realm?"

Hearing this, Feng Xianwu nodded, but a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes;

"His talent in literature and art can only be described as average! For a dynasty, it's enough to usher in an era of literature and art, but for an empire, it's far from enough!"

For the dynasty, a seventeen-year-old reaching the seventh level of the realm of literary power was a once-in-a-millennium opportunity, enough to start a new era of literary power;

But for the dynasty, such literary and artistic talents not only exist, but also exist in large quantities. This is the gap between dynasties!

"Boom~~~"

Just at this moment, there was a sudden loud noise, and then everyone felt the ferry shaking, and then the whole ferry stopped!

"what happened?"

Fengxianwu couldn't help but frown slightly. Why did the ferry suddenly stop?

"Birds will fly away from thousands of mountains, and all traces of people will be wiped out!"

Suddenly, a chanting sounded like the sound of the Tao, which made Feng Xianwu's pupils shrink slightly, and her eyes were filled with shock!

"Is this...the sound of literature and Taoism?"

"Someone's poetry has inspired the voice of literature and Taoism?"

"Birds will fly away from thousands of mountains, and all traces of people will be wiped out!"

"Great poem! Absolutely a masterpiece!"

Feng Xianwu's eyes lit up, and then her figure disappeared in an instant. When she appeared again, she had already arrived at the bow of the ferry!

"Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow!"

At this moment, the last two lines of the poem came again, which made her whole body tremble, and she kept repeating the last two lines of the poem!

"Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow!"

"What a cold mood! It's not just the coldness of the wind and snow, but also the coldness of loneliness, and the fearlessness of facing the cold alone. This poem is so poetic!"

"Huh~~Huh~~~"

Standing on the bow of the ferry, gusts of howling north wind blew, and the cold air almost froze the entire river instantly. No wonder the ferry stopped suddenly!

"Visions of heaven and earth? This poem actually caused visions of heaven and earth?"

Feng Xianwu looked at the scene in front of her in shock. This person's poems and essays could trigger strange phenomena in heaven and earth. Obviously, he had gone very far on the road of literature!

Otherwise, the poems and essays of ordinary scholars would never be able to trigger such strange phenomena in heaven and earth!

"Could it be that a document from some imperial dynasty passed through this place?"

"Impossible. The Sage of Literature holds a high position in the imperial court and would never appear here. Or is it the scholar and sage of the imperial court?"

Those who cultivate literature are all called scholars. Only those who have reached the Yin-Yang realm in literature can be called scholars.

Above the literati are the virtuous men of literature, who need to reach the realm of creation in literary cultivation to be called virtuous men of literature, and finally the so-called sage of literature!

And to be able to trigger strange phenomena in heaven and earth, one must at least reach the level of a scholar to be able to write such a poem!

"Miss! He is the one who wrote this poem!"

Just when Feng Xianwu was wondering who the scholar was, Lian'er appeared beside her, and then her little hand gently pointed at Xiao Chenfeng who was on the bow of the ferry in the distance!

"he?"

Following the direction Lian'er pointed, her gaze quickly fell on Xiao Chenfeng, and a hint of shock appeared in her eyes!

"What a young man!"

The moment she saw Xiao Chenfeng, there were only two words on Feng Xianwu's face: disbelief!

After all, Xiao Chenfeng is too young, and the literary and Taoist aura on him does not seem to be obvious. It is hard to imagine that he could have written such poems!

"Miss! Don't you always say you can't judge a person by appearance?"

"That's right! You can't judge a book by its cover! You can't measure the ocean by its depth!"

"I'm a bit prejudiced!"

Regardless of whether this poem was written by the young man in front of her, this poem was recited by this young man, so she now wants to know whether this young man can create another amazing masterpiece?