There is a saying that "if you are familiar with 300 Tang poems, you can't compose poems and you can chant them", so Zhou Cheng naturally can't compose poems, even if he has Zhou Qingyuan's memory and knowledge, but the way of thinking is completely different, and composing poems is not an overnight thing......

However, it is still very easy for him to temporarily become a copyist and move one or two poems from the earth in his previous life. After all, after cultivating, his consciousness was clear, the books he had read in his previous life, and the knowledge he had been exposed to could be clearly seen, and there were not many ancient poems in his memory.

In this kind of world similar to ancient China, no matter how the question is made, it is difficult to go beyond the scope of "Three Hundred Poems", even if Li Qi is really tricky and eccentric, Zhou Cheng is sure to pass the test.

It is really easy for the Blood Spirit Divine Sword to confuse a guy who has just clicked on the strength, as for the middle-aged man next to Li Qi, it is a little troublesome, a master in the early stage of the Spirit Wisdom Realm, it is not so easy to deceive.

However, if it is really a last resort, Zhou Cheng doesn't mind, and he will use the cultivation of the peak of the Linghui Realm to "bully" the children.

Anyway, there are too many fourth-order artifacts on the Endless Artifact Spectrum to count, and wasting a Chant Summoner is nothing at all.

It's just that just when Zhou Cheng was about to agree, he saw Cheng Jin say in a deep voice: "Your Highness the Eighteenth, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to do this." Qingyuan has left the Handdu Academy for five years, stepped into the way of refining, and is no longer a Confucian student, how can you take the test to compose poetry again? Why don't you compare refining with him?"

"Hugh is rude to His Highness!" the middle-aged man beside Li Qi shouted in a deep voice.

This middle-aged man has the cultivation of the Spiritual Wisdom Realm, even if he just whispers in a low voice, for ordinary people, it can cause a lot of oppression later, Cheng Jin is only a small spirit now, but he seems to have a secret treasure. Not afraid of this middle-aged man at all.

Cheng Jin's face was slightly cold, and he said, "Chief Wang, aren't you afraid that I will get my uncle? Even if you are the guard of His Highness the Eighteenth, how dare you be so presumptuous." ”

Manager Wang's expression changed slightly, as if he thought of Cheng Jin's identity, and bowed his head slightly and stopped talking.

"Waste. Li Qi glanced at Manager Wang with disdain. Then he said to Cheng Jin: "This is a mistake, the refiner is not an ascetic who only knows cultivation, just now I also heard Brother Zhou's words, he once said that he saw the vastness of the world and the wonders of the world, and he thought that the poetry should be stronger." Do you say yes, Brother Zhou?"

"Qingyuan, don't promise him. Cheng Jin shook his head and said, "Li Qi is just making trouble unreasonably, you are now famous as a world-famous refiner." The way you have walked is not worth your attention to when you write poetry. ”

"Haha, Cheng Jin, you're too worried. Zhou Cheng smiled, patted Cheng Jin's shoulder gently, then looked at Li Qi, and said, "Since His Highness the Eighteenth has this Yaxing, how dare I not accompany him, please ask the question." ”

"Qingyuan?" Cheng Jin looked at Zhou Cheng with some concern. She didn't want Zhou Qingyuan, who she had never won, to be planted in Li Qi's calculations like this, which was also a very unpleasant experience for herself.

"Okay!" Li Qi laughed heartily, "It is worthy of being a true immortal." Sure enough, it was a pleasure. In fact, I have already thought of the topic, and it is also the most suitable for Brother Zhou, so let's take 'immortals' as the title, okay? Brother Zhou should not be difficult to write a poem of immortals with the name of a real immortal. ”

Cheng Jin, Zhong Su, and the Zhao brothers and sisters were all a little surprised, this topic was too simple, from ancient times to the present. There are countless poems that praise and praise the beauty of immortals, and this is also the most popular type of poems, and many readers can write one or two "immortal poems".

With Rich's temperament, it is really strange that such a simple question could be asked.

Zhou Cheng's heart was also happy, and he didn't even have to think much about immortal poetry. There are only a few immortal poems by Li Bai, not to mention other people in the world, he can now say dozens of immortal poems casually, and they are all masterpieces, and even masterpieces.

"However, there are limits to this immortal poem. Li Qi said with a sudden smile, and the stunned performance of everyone seemed to make him feel quite happy.

Sure enough, knowing that this product would not have such a simple question, Zhou Cheng's expression remained unchanged, and he said: "What are the specific requirements? ”

"The requirements are simple, just a few. The smile on Li Qi's face was even stronger, and he said: "This poem needs to describe the artistic conception of the immortals, the transcendence of the immortals, and the exaltation of the immortals in the world, but the description of pills and spells is not allowed, and the immortals themselves are not allowed to appear directly, and the magical powers of the immortals cannot be described, let alone the word 'immortal'." I wonder what Brother Zhou thinks?"

Before Zhou Cheng could speak, Cheng Jin on the side said first: "In your requirements for this topic, you can't even write the immortals themselves, what else do you do with immortal poems? How to write the artistic conception of the immortals? You are completely deliberately making things difficult." ”

Zhong Su also echoed: "That's right, Your Highness the Eighteenth, you are deliberately making things difficult for Senior Zhou by doing this, and you can't even appear the word 'immortal', how can you write immortal poems?"

The Zhao brothers and sisters glanced at each other and hesitated for a moment, but still said, "It is too difficult for Your Highness to say the topic. ”

Dao Rong, who had never spoken, also spoke: "I don't say the slightest immortal, but I want to make immortal poems based on immortals, and how difficult it is to write the artistic conception of immortals." ”

Li Qi saw that Zhou Cheng had not spoken for a long time, and the smug look on his face became more and more intense, he raised his head slightly, and said with a smile: "What, how is Brother Zhou thinking? If you really can't do it, it doesn't matter, you haven't been in contact with poetry for five years, and it is reasonable that you can't write poetry, everyone will understand you, but your title of little poet immortal is estimated to be given up." ”

"So you hit this idea. Cheng Jin said in a deep voice: "You have a lot of poetic talent, I have long heard that you want to win the title of poet immortal, but the little poet immortal in everyone's mouth is still Zhou Qingyuan, it turns out that you came with this purpose." ”

"Cheng Jin, don't talk nonsense. Li Qi shook his head and chuckled, denied it, and then looked at Zhou Cheng and asked: "Brother Zhou has been thinking about it for a long time, I don't know if there is a poem to make, if there is, I am willing to listen, if not, then I will leave first." Ah, if you can do it in a quarter of an hour, I can go to me myself, and it will prove your knowledge. ”

"Don't wait, then. Zhou Cheng suddenly laughed and said, "The poem has been written." ”

Done?

Li Qi was stunned when he heard this, and Cheng Jin and the others also looked at Zhou Cheng in some surprise, in such a short period of time, under such harsh conditions, can they really make immortal poems?

Zhou Cheng ignored everyone's expressions, stood with his hands in his hands, his clothes were lightly raised, and he was in a fairy style, and he whispered in his mouth:

"Yellow dust and clear water, under the three mountains, have changed for thousands of years, like a horse ......" (to be continued......)