892: C892 The Poetry Evaluation of the Poetry Recital

C892 The Poetry Evaluation of the Poetry Recital

The Cloud Country valued both culture and martial arts. They were both pretty good, but if one wanted to become an expert, one had to cultivate.

Cultivation was the mainstream of this planet, and only cultivation could make this planet stronger. As for using martial arts to break the heavens, that wouldn't work in this world.

Every world had its own Heavenly Tao rules, and if it was in the Canglan Continent, no matter which path one took, it was possible.

This was the difference between two worlds.

The Canglan Continent belonged to the kind of advanced world in the entire Myriad Realms

The poetry gathering this time was the poetry competition that was held every year in the Luo Yun Imperial City. Every year, on this day, many scholars and beautiful women would gather to recite poems and go against each other.

"Do you know how to write poems?" Zhang Xiyan looked at Zhou Yan curiously.

"I know how to copy, but I also know how to think about it myself. However, I can't do anything about concepts and whatnot." Zhou Yan said very frankly.

"Copy, copy?" Zhang Xiyan was speechless and replied, "Who doesn't know how to copy? I know how to copy too."

Zhou Yan smiled. The poems he copied were not poems from this world, but poems from H Country. As a transmigrator, it was normal for him to be a plagiarist.

Anyway, he didn't have to pay the copyright fee.

Li Bai: Burn it for me.

Su Shi: And me.

Du Fu: Don't forget about mine.

...

Zhou Yan felt that he could summon these people. In that case, he could get all the transmigrators in the world to pay the copyright fee for him.

Transmigrator: You really are a f * cking genius!

After arriving at the location of the poetry tasting convention, Zhou Yan looked at the place. Although he couldn't read the words here, he could translate them. The words Moon Goes Down were written on it.

This place was very elegant. Zhou Yan originally thought that only the sons of rich families could enter, but Zhou Yan found that anyone with talent could enter.

Zhou Yan saw many Humble Class students dressed in patched-up clothes and walked in one after another.

However, the people who wanted to participate in the Poetry Grinding Conference were not so simple. They actually needed to recite poems against each other and have a certain degree of talent in order to enter.

Of course, this wouldn't be too difficult. Anyone with even the slightest bit of knowledge would be able to enter.

But the question that was selected had to be selected. In other words, if you wanted to enter, you had to draw a piece of paper from a box. What was written inside had to be recited according to what was written on the paper, and you had to pass the test before you could enter.

This made Zhou Yan feel a little interested. He said, "You guys should have no problem, right?"

"Although I am not a talented girl, this request is not a problem." Zhang Xiyan replied.

"I'm fine with it too." If the dignified First Prince of the Cloud Country did not even have any talent, he would probably be too weak.

The few of them stepped forward, but Zhou Yan did not use any methods. Since he had entered the world, he could not use any methods. Only then would it be beneficial to his cultivation.

"I'll go first." Zhang Xiyan took the lead and walked forward, taking a piece of paper from the box.

The old man in charge of the examination smiled and said, "Miss, it says Lake on it. You can write a poem about the lake."

Zhang Xiyan nodded her head and began to think for a while before saying: "Y Yifan's lonely boat enters West Lake..."

The old man smiled. Although it wasn't very good, it was much better than ordinary scholars and beauties. He said to Zhang Xiyan, "Miss, please."

"It's fine. I'll wait for the two of them." Zhang Xiyan smiled at the two of them and said, "I have passed. Brother, you can't not even be able to enter the door."

"Don't you want to see your brother make a fool of himself?" Zhang Hua asked.

"I didn't say that. That's what you think. Hehe." Zhang Xiyan waited for Zhang Hua to step forward.

Zhang Hua stepped forward and took out a piece of paper. This piece of paper was quite long. The old man flipped it open and said, "This is a couplet, Young Master only need to match the second verse."

"Oh, that's interesting. There are even couplets, then doesn't that mean there are many other ways to play?" Zhou Yan was indeed a little curious.

"Of course. There are still some ancient poems or scriptures that need to be recited. It all depends on one's luck. As long as one is not just making up the numbers, one can usually pass." The old man said.

Zhou Yan was embarrassed. If he were to draw the ancient poems and poems of this world, wouldn't he not even be able to enter the door?

Although Zhou Yan had plenty of ways to participate in the Poetry Appreciation Conference, Zhou Yan felt that it would be meaningless.

"Heeheeheeheeheeheehee! Don't tell me you haven't even read the so-called divine words of the ancient poems?" Zhang Xiyan laughed from the side.

"Of course I haven't read the things in your world," Zhou Yan replied.

Zhang Xiyan: "?"

When Zhang Hua heard this, he seemed to have some understanding of Zhou Yan's background, but he still looked at the couplet and saw what was written on it.

The first couplet was: Great plans for the prosperity of the nation.

Zhang Hua looked at it and was very satisfied. He did not know who thought of this couplet, but it was indeed not bad.

The first couplet was not difficult. Zhang Hua quickly said, The world is at peace and the people are at peace.

When the old man heard this, he hurriedly nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad. You are young and promising. I seem to feel the ambition in your heart. I hope it's really as you said."

"I will. I promise that I will use my entire life to prove it," Zhang Hua said seriously.

Zhou Yan felt a wave of Luck flowing into Zhang Hua's body, which made him very surprised.

After thinking about it, he felt that it was very interesting. So it turned out that experiencing some things could allow one to grow. During this process, there would be some inexplicable gains.

Ordinary people like Zhang Hua naturally wouldn't be able to feel these things, let alone see them.

However, Zhou Yan's current realm was very strange. Although he had not reached the Godly Stage Realm, his strength was far stronger than that of an ordinary Divine Stage expert.

Furthermore, as he entered the world to cultivate, he gained more experience. He had seen too many things in the world, seen too many things and understood too many things. Furthermore, after participating in solving the problem, he would have different harvests.

Cultivating for one hundred lifetimes was not as good as entering the world for ten years.

This sentence was not unreasonable.

This was a kind of intent. Only people who had reached Zhou Yan's level could understand all of this.

This made Zhou Yan feel that he was walking on the right path.

The stronger his foundation was, the more benefits he would receive after truly advancing to the Godly Stage.

Zhou Yan also realized that he had also increased his connection with Zhang Hua. This was because the more time they spent together with each other, the more interactions they would have in the future.

This was a kind of "Dao" that was difficult to describe with words. It was just like how some people who knew fortune-telling could deduce certain things through various array formations, and they also found an answer from the trajectories of various life forms.

However, this kind of trajectory could be changed, because they had already understood and known about it.1

Since they knew about it, then the future would definitely not follow such trajectories.

Because fate was unpredictable, the future was unpredictable, and anything could happen.

Zhou Yan finally understood why the almighty experts did not want to know too much about the future. Even if you knew, the future was unpredictable. If it was different from what you knew, wouldn't it be very painful?

Zhou Yan did not want to understand too much about the future. He felt that he should take the opportunity and let nature take its course. Why bother with the future?

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