Everyone was in an uproar, isn't this deliberately making things difficult?

Ten steps to poetry!

Although there have been Confucian predecessors who have written poems in ten steps, and even those who have written poems in three steps, the reality is very different from the ideal.

After this mirage Chen finished speaking, he didn't give people a chance to refuse or ask questions, and began to stroll in mid-air.

Walking and walking, "one ......"

That's the start of counting!

Luo Hengbo wiped his sweat, you are a mirage Chen, if you die like this, you will definitely let Su Su clean you up in the future! Hum!

Ten steps into poetry, lovesickness, you can't pretend to be too forced, and if you pretend to be forced again, you will be struck by lightning.

What to write about?

The shorter, the better!

As soon as your hand moves, you quickly pick up your pen and write down a line.

"Two, three, four, five...... Ten...... Okay, no one can move anymore, put down the brush in your hand......"

Bai Xinhan was already about to cry, she looked at the poem she had only written two lines, obviously unfinished: the clouds are faint, the moon is faint, the floating shadow is falling and the night is quiet, and the lonely island is full of sorrow. Love, hate, love and hate are always autumn, and a lovesickness sinks into my heart......

Knowing that the general trend is gone, in fact, it doesn't make much difference whether she finishes writing or not, her poems are not as good as Luo Hengbo at all.

The first two poems have already seen that Luo Hengbo's poems have already surpassed her by several levels.

When Mirage Chen shouted to put down the pen in his hand, his master Su Xingxian couldn't wait to jump off the city wall, jumped in front of Luo Hengbo in one step, picked up the poem in front of her, and read, "Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said." Holding the hand of the son, and growing old with the son......"

"Good! Good one, holding the hand of the son, and growing old with the son! ”

"This woman is so faithful, blessed is it for anyone to marry her."

"Although her cultivation is lower, she has such understanding, such talent, and her achievements in the future will not be small."

"I heard that not long ago, she broke into the third layer of Lingxiao Pavilion with the Xuanwang Initial Realm, and now in just a few days, she has advanced from the Xuanwang Initial Rank to the Consummation Realm, and this cultivation speed is also quite fast......

Su Xing obliquely took Luo Hengbo's poem scroll and presented it again with the Hengwen seal, and it was four rainbow lights.

Because of this sentence, Luo Hengbo only excerpted the most concise four sentences, without a head and no tail, so the rainbow light is a little less, but it does not affect the shocking meaning of this poem in the hearts of everyone.

Su Xingxian laughed loudly, "Little girl Luo, this saint will make an exception, don't dislike the ugliness of your three poems, and reluctantly collect them." Today's game, Ben Saint declares, you have won ......"

Su Xingxie's loud laughter soon stopped abruptly.

Why?

Because the two figures were as fast as meteors, they snatched two pairs of Luo Hengbo's poems in his hand......

He Su Xingxian was also the most important person on the spot, and he was the person with the highest cultivation, but he was openly robbed of the poetry scroll by two juniors in public!

One of these two is also his proud new apprentice, Bouis!

When did Bouvis snatch the bright moon...... Thousands of miles together Chanjuan's pair!

Mo Ziqing snatched the hand of the son and grew old with the son......

There is only one picture left of life if it is only as it is for the first time, and when I look at it again, the kid of Mirage Jingchen is already close to him, and his hand is about to grasp the volume of life if it is only as it was first seen......

Su Xingxian reacted, and said coldly, "Phantom Jingchen, what do you want to do!" ”

Mirage Jingchen only saw Senior Brother Abu and Mo Ziqing snatching Shizun's poems, and he got inspiration, this rainbow poem is worth a lot of money!.

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