The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Chapter 86 The three poems stand on top of each other, and the poem becomes the sixth rank!

Before the bed…bright moonlight!

Every step is extraordinary, and the verse is in line.

boom!

A white light leaped out of the paper immediately, flying into the air into a clear vision.

Jiaojiao moonlight shines through the window into a looming house!

boom!

At the same time, Kong Xueli just wrote the first verse, and immediately, there was a white light leaping out of the paper, and it became a vision.

“The two visions are in the air, they are about to write poems of entry and exit!”

“These two visions are clearer than those of the third-rank poem before, and they cover a larger area. Could it be that… these two poems are beyond ordinary products?!”

“People shouldn’t look good. I didn’t expect Kong Xueli to be so talented…”

“People are Kong Daru’s family, how can their talents be so bad?!”

“Yes, too…”

“…”

When everyone present saw this, they were surprised.

Boom!

At this moment, on the other side, another white light suddenly flew up and evolved into a vision.

This vision does not seem to be worse than Bu Fandian and Kong Xueli’s.

The source of ‘it’ comes from the verses written by Ye Lingfeng.

However, at this time, Ye Lingfeng just started to write his poems!

For a time, the three visions took off to evolve, forming a three-legged trend.

“Ye Gongzi is going to write poems in and out of grade too!”

“It’s worthy of being an expert at Lushan Academy!!”

“Young Master Ye is really talented!!”

“I don’t know, can the grade of Ye Gongzi’s poem overtake Kong Xueli and the others?!”

“Do you need to talk more?! Ye Gongzi will definitely be able to overwhelm them!”

“Yes, Young Master Ye is our most outstanding genius in Shouyang City in the past 100 years. He must be able to overwhelm these two outsiders!”

“…”

The people around were staring at the three-legged vision in the sky, and they started talking in low voices.

“A vision of this scale… If the poems of these three people are broken, most of them are going to set foot in the ranks of immortals!”

“Yes, yes… Especially the young master of Ye Tongpan’s family, who has already set foot in the’Juren Realm’ at a young age, and now he can easily write fairy poems… The most important thing for this Confucian cultivator is Qualifications and talents, and both of them, Ye Gongzi is occupied, I am afraid that he will be certified as a “jinshi”, it is just around the corner!”

“Master Li said it is very true, congratulations to Ye Tong for the sentence!”

“Yes, that’s…”

“Oh, with such a comparison, the old man is seventy or eighty, and he just set foot on the’Juren State’ by chance, but he was embarrassed!”

“That step is extraordinary and indeed extraordinary!”

“Also, Kong Xueli is worthy of being Kong Daru’s family, and her strength is amazing!”

“It seems that Kong Xueli is about to enter Taoism tonight!!”

“Yes, that’s right, I finally made a lot of money…”

“…”

On the high platform, several old scholars and officials were also shocked by the three-legged vision on the court, and they couldn’t help shouting in surprise.

at the same time.

Under the high platform, while walking around with the ink brush in the hand, the second sentence has already taken shape——

“Suspect…frost on the ground!”

This sentence is written, the moonlight in the vision suddenly turned into frost, covering the ground!

“Look up at the bright moon!”

“Look down and think of hometown!”

Immediately afterwards, Bu Feihua finished the ink pen in his hand in one go, and wrote the last two sentences as he walked around.

And with these last two verses taking shape, the void and vision change, a Daoist shadow appeared in the room out of thin air, looked up at the bright moon outside the window, suddenly, but bowed his head again.

In an instant, a melancholy spread from the void.

Although this poem was not driven by writing, the invisible melancholy still invaded everyone’s hearts as if through the void of vision, making everyone present feel that their hearts suddenly become bored and a little bit stuffy. Heavy!

Boom!

At the same time, Kong Xueli and Ye Lingfeng just finished writing their poems.

Suddenly, above the two, the vision in the void is also changing and evolving at the same time!

Immediately after the three people’s poems were completed, the three “Tai Xue Dao Hui Yun” immediately echoed from the three people’s directions.

“Buzzing…”

This’Echo of Confucian rhyme’ is very peculiar, it sounds like it is reverberating simultaneously, but it can make everyone present clearly and clearly hear that’Echo of Confucian rhyme’ comes from Ye Lingfeng’s poem, and that one is from Kong Xueli. The direction and which song is from Bu Biancai… It is completely clear, and it is not confusing at all!

“Om~Om~Om~Om!”

After a while, the two “Echoes of Confucianism” from the direction of Kong Xueli and Ye Lingfeng stopped abruptly.

Four beeps!

The number of “Reverberations of Confucian rhyme” inspired by their poems turned out to be the same, reaching four times.

In other words, the two poems written by Kong Xueli and Ye Lingfeng have broken through Fanpin and reached the fourth rank fairy poem!

Although the fourth rank fairy poem belongs to the bottom of the fairy poem, it is enough to make Ye Lingfeng and Kong Xueli proud.

After all, the poetry of immortality is not so easy to make, even the geniuses collected by the 72nd Academy of Taixue, within half an hour, may not be able to come up with a poem of immortality!

It can be seen that the talents of Ye Lingfeng and Kong Xueli are already considered to be geniuses.

However, at this moment, Ye Lingfeng and Kong Xueli did not feel the slightest pride and surprise because they made the fourth rank fairy poems themselves, but both turned their eyes on Bu Feihua.

Even if the ‘Heaven descending Wenqi’ cast from the horizon fell into their bodies, they did not pay much attention to it!

At the same time, none of the people in the room exclaimed for their ability to make this fourth rank fairy poem, uttered all kinds of praise, and they all fixed their eyes on Bu Weihua.

Because… Although the “Resonance of Too Learning Dao” resounding in the direction of Kong Xueli and Ye Lingfeng stopped abruptly together, the “Resonance of Confucianism” on Bu Feihua’s side is still echoing…

“How can it be?!”

Ye Lingfeng looked at Step Special with a gloomy expression, and his face was full of gloom.

This person in front of him actually made a poem with a higher rank than him! !

“Brother Bu’s talent is really extraordinary!!”

Kong Xueli’s eyes towards Bu Fei were full of admiration.

“Oh my god… the poetry that this person actually made is even higher in rank than Ye Gongzi and Kong Xueli!!”

“The poems made by Ye Gongzi have reached the immortal grade! This person is even higher grade than the poems written by Ye Gongzi. Is this going to hit the sacred poems?!”

“How is it possible?! It is amazing to be able to make a’fourth rank fairy poem’, this person is able to make a poem that exceeds the fourth rank… I am afraid that this kind of talent has reached the rank of evildoers?!”

“I don’t know, which rank will he eventually reach?!”

“…”

Quietly staring at Bu Feihua’s people present, they all burst into shock and surprise in their hearts.

“Om~ Om~!”

Just under the eyes of everyone, the ‘Confucian rhyme echo’ in the extraordinary direction rang out two more times before abruptly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, six literary qi was thrown from the horizon, and directly submerged into Bu Jiao’s body!

At the same time, there are six fine literary qi detached from the six literary qi, and merged into the rice paper carrying “Quiet Night Thoughts” in front of him.

So far!

Poems become, sixth rank! !

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