Chapter 48: The realm of scholars!

The poem was instantly completed, and the secret realm of broken bridges and snow was shocked by it!

In the snowy forest filled with wind and snow, over the open-air pavilion in the center of the ice lake, one day the spiritual roots of the earth were shaped by wind and snow!

Its shape belongs to the same type as the plum tree in the center of the lake, but it is completely transformed by wind and snow!

Rumble!!!

The world dome covered by the secret realm was pierced by a pillar of talented light in an instant!

Finally landed three feet above Li Xingyun's head!

"Talent is one and a half feet! Poetry comes out of the county!"

Seeing this scene formed in an instant, Li Hongying and the three Confucian Hanlins were confused.

Last second, they were thinking about how to leave the Broken Bridge Canxue as soon as possible under the secret of the fifth-grade Snow Wolf Demon Master. As a result, they stared at Li Xingyun, who was staring at the dazed eyes, and wrote a poem like an enlightenment!

Moreover, this poem has strange phenomena!

Poetry comes out of the county!!

"This..." The three Confucian Hanlins looked at me, looked at you, and finally focused their attention on Li Xingyun, as if they were looking at a monster who was even more terrifying than the demon clan!

Three days of Shuangmingzhou! The world's war poems shocked the saints! Now, just set foot in the territory of Yangzhou City, I was trapped in the dilemma of broken bridges and snow, surrounded by demons. I could only see a plum tree and suddenly realize the county poem!

"What a fragrant smell." Li Hongying's nose was slightly smelled like mutton fat, and a fragrant smell came into his nose.

This place is filled with wind and snow, with only endless ice and coldness. What kind of fragrance can penetrate the wind and snow?

"It's Mei Xiang!" Buyi Hanlin almost blurted out, very familiar with this fragrance.

Because it has the same rhyme as the plum tree in front of you.

Whoosh~~~

One and a half feet fell and penetrated directly into the Wen Palace between Li Xingyun's eyebrows.

Li Xingyun believed in Li Hongying and handed over the safety around her to her and the three Hanlins. He slowly closed his eyes, forgot about everything and was deeply trapped in it.

"Is he receiving the talent initiation?" Li Hongying felt something was wrong and asked the three Hanlins.

"It should be more than just talented initiation. He wants to take this opportunity to empower talent to enter the realm of scholarly literary position!"

"How long has he been promoted to Tong Sheng's position as a literary figure? If he wants to enter the scholarship so quickly, will his foundation be unstable?" Li Hongying became a little worried.

In less than half a month, from the moment I entered the child habitat to the current situation of scholars! Looking at the entire human history, only the Confucian saint Confucius can have such inhuman talents!

"For others, this kind of rapid growth is indeed easy to have unstable foundations, but his talent in the palace is almost all transformed by his own poetry, and he has already integrated into the flesh and blood soul, so there is no need to worry about this at all."

"Protect the Dharma for him! I have a sense that the county-leading poem he suddenly realized this time will be of great benefit to us breaking through the difficulties at this time." The common man Hanlin ordered, and the other two Hanlins opened their talent armor and were ready to go.

Seeing this, Li Hongying's beautiful and shiny eyes also quietly looked at the handsome cheeks of the young man sitting directly on the ground and meditating.

Rumble!!!

After one and a half feet of energy were needed to infuse Li Xingyun's palace suddenly vibrated.

There were originally three stone pillars inside, but now another stone pillar that was much smaller than the three was erected, with a few lines of words imprinted on it, which was exactly the poem that I had just realized.

He obtained a Mingzhou-level talent, a martial arts talent of the world-class war poetry, and a sacred temple talent empowerment. His childhood habitat was much deeper than that of ordinary Confucian scholars who had just stepped into the child. Before bidding farewell to the Holy Academy, his talent in his body had reached the peak of the child habitat, and he was only one step away from reaching the position of scholarly scholar.

Nowadays, the county-level poems, after the initiation of talent, Li Xingyun also touched the threshold of the scholar's literary position.

The wisps of talent that were originally as thin as silk threads in the Wen Palace were swallowed up by all four stone pillars in the Wen Palace!

Buzz rumble!

When the stone pillar spit out his talent again, it was already a very sharp needle!

Talent is like a needle! Tough and sharp! A symbol of successful promotion of scholar's literary status!

I don’t know how long it took, but Li Xingyun’s eyes suddenly opened!

Love!!!

A eighth-rank scholar in Confucianism!

"Li Xingyun, have you been promoted to the position of scholarly literature?" Li Hongying shouted excitedly when he saw him open his eyes and looked around.

"Yes." Li Xingyun nodded, then stood up.

Before he could ask about the surrounding situation during the promotion period, the three Hanlins could not contain their loneliness and curiosity, and they opened their mouths and asked one by one.

"Li Xingyun, can you say the poem you just wrote again?"

"If you leave the county, can you have a famous poem?"

"What are the supernatural powers of this poem?"

Faced with the problem that the three of them did not give a chance to breathe, Li Xingyun was speechless for two seconds.

Then he answered the first question first: "This body is in the ice and snow forest, and the peaches and plums are mixed with the fragrance. Suddenly, the fragrance bursts out overnight, and it spreads into the world and the spring is thousands of miles away!"

The seven-character quatrain created by a poet in his previous life, this poem [Bai Mei] may not be so familiar to him, but the following two sentences are famous quotes that countless students in his previous life have heard of!

In addition, the original poem author also has a famous article [Ink Plum] that has been more circulated in the world.

The original poem is as follows:

The trees at the head of my inkstone washing pond are blooming, and the flowers bloom ink marks.

Don’t praise others for their good colors, just leave the world full of clear air.

If white plums can leave the county, then this ink plum is enough to touch the level of Mingzhou! Using this poem to temper the literary courage can make the literary courage more tenacious.

It is worth mentioning that Wang Mian, the original author of this poem, was not the best at writing poetry. He was good at painting! He loved plum blossoms, planted plum blossoms, chanted plum blossoms, and painted plum blossoms. The plum blossoms he painted were densely branches, full of business, vigorous and powerful, and had a great influence on future generations. It can be said that Wang Mian was well aware of the true meaning of plum blossoms. When he created this poem, it was able to pass on it in future generations and was the best manifestation of his devotion to plum blossoms throughout his life.

At this moment, he suddenly realized [White Plum], rather than the more widely circulated [Mo Plum], mainly because when he had such a thought before, the literary palace in his body was a little shaky, and the courage of the literati was shaking.

Several Hanlin people were also immersed in the wonders of this poem when he recalled the past.

Finally, a Hanlin carrying a spear was the first to look up and look around the stormy environment.

He said: "Plum blossoms grow in the woods with ice and snow, and do not mix with peach blossoms and plum blossoms, and fall into the dust of the world. A night of fresh fragrance emanates, and it actually disperses into the New Year in the world."

He first answered it in a simple way.

Then we begin to understand and analyze the divine nature of talent and learning.

"[This body is in the ice and snow forest], in terms of color, it is the "white" of "this body" in shape of "ice and snow"; in terms of character, it is the perseverance of "this body" in shape of "ice and snow"! It is a poem that is comparable to the ability of the heavenly gift of the human body without being stained with dust!"

With a single line of poetry, talent and supernatural powers are comparable to the powers given by a scholar!

This sentence alone is enough to list county poems!

But Buyi Hanlin also knew that this poem was not listed in the county by just having a talented and supernatural power that is comparable to the power of a scholar.

His serious face, which was as cold as frost, was filled with excitement and excitement, and said: "[Suddenly the fragrance broke out overnight, spreading into the world and the spring of thousands of miles] This sentence makes people feel a sudden night of plum blossoms blooming all over the world, the fragrance is everywhere, and the jade is clear."

"It's like a cold spring rinsing stones, and it's a rush. When you read the poem, you will feel refreshed and happy, and you will be focused."

Buyi Hanlin gave the extremely high praise to this poem.

And the remaining Hanlin saw that both of them were pretending, and his question had no answer.

Then he asked again: "What is this poem called?"

"Bai Mei." Li Xingyun almost blurted out. If some characters and things were not in line with this era unless it was necessary to involve some of the characters and things, he would not change the original title of the poems. Otherwise, he would still deprive them of his will by borrowing so many poems from his predecessors.

"White plum blossoms...The plum blossoms are all red plums, pink plums, and white plums, but your white plums seem to be not rising from the color." Buyi Hanlin pondered for a blink of an eye, and then his eyes lit up: "It's snow?!"

"It's snow." Li Xingyun nodded slightly in his head and responded.

"I have another question..."

Otherwise, when you talk about the world of scholars, you will become big or small when you encounter a good poem.

The fifth-rank Confucian Hanlin, in order to learn more about the poem [Bai Mei], he was rushing to ask Li Xingyun clearly.

It is truly what Confucius said, "Learning is without front and back, and those who are good at it are the first."

But just after hearing the analysis of several Hanlins, Li Hongying felt a headache, looking around, and suddenly his voice became sharp: "There is movement and the situation is approaching!"

Upon hearing this, the three Hanlins stopped their earnest inquiries and began to rethink this dilemma.

"It should be the snow wolf demon. They want to stop us from leaving the Broken Bridge Formation, but if we don't move, they will keep peeking at us and waiting for opportunities."

Listening to Buyi Hanlin's words, Li Xingyun remembered the tactics developed by a great person in his previous life.

When the enemy advances, we retreat, when the enemy stands, when we disturb us, when the enemy is tired, when the enemy retreats, we chase us!

Guerrilla warfare was considered to be a good environment for these snow wolf demons to learn some of the fur.

roar!!

At this moment, when the few people were alert, the fifth-grade demon master rushed out from the place where the few people were not paying much attention!

Li Hongying's martial artist had a keen sense of smell and was very eager to fight. He stepped hard and bounced up three feet high in the air! He directly picked up the gun and went up: "Come on the fight! Look at the gun!"

Mars flew everywhere in the sky. Standing in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, looking up, it seemed that there was a fire in the world in the wind and snow!

"Princess! I'll help you!" The other two Hanlins were not idle when they saw this. They fought against the Snow Wolf Demon with a spear and a sword in their hands!

The commoner Hanlin had to be alert to the other two sixth-grade monsters who had not shown up and had not taken action yet.

Li Xingyun, who was standing beside him, did not accept everyone's protection with peace of mind. He stood in the pavilion in the middle of the lake and reached out to take out the four treasures of the study and the Confucian holy page from the palace.

A snorted~~~

He tore off one of the only few white papers behind him.

Waving the Juren Wenbao brush.

After less than half a cup of tea, Li Hongying jumped down from the wind and snow, and said with a distressed look: "That snow wolf demon is still a demon master. He ran away when he saw that the situation was not good, but he was still hidden in the ice lake. I can't find it. Damn!!!"
Chapter completed!