Chapter 18
2022-09-26
Chapter 18 Spirit Protection Pass Battle
“That's all, I'm too lazy to argue with you, a little girl, but since you said I set the rules, I will change them today. "Old Man Baili raised his eyebrows and looked towards Qin Feng with harboring malicious intentions. 。
You Messy Old Man, look at what I did. Isn’t it just that I made a second line yesterday? Can’t you afford it?？
“Hey, smelly brat, I admit that you have some innate talent in couplets, but today, I don’t want to test your couplets, but poems.！”
“Poetry test? "Qin Feng suddenly showed a strange expression.。
“good. "Old Man Baili tapped the wicker chair with his finger, and a copper furnace instantly appeared in the attic. Many exquisite patterns were carved on the surface of the copper furnace, and golden light flowed.。
“This is the Literature Ascension Furnace. Its function is simple. As long as someone composes a poem in front of it, it will exhale white smoke to identify the quality of the poem.。
The higher the height of the white smoke, the better the quality of the poem. Boy, I will not bully you. As long as the poem you create can reach more than three feet, I will let you two enter Listen To The Rain. Pavilion, how？”
“"This" Qin Feng hasn't answered yet, but Cang Feilan on the side can't help it: "Great Qian Literature Saint Dao Lineage has been weak for a long time, and poetry has been declining day by day. In the past ten years, Great Qian has published several poems higher than Three feet of poetry? You ask like this and you say you're not bullying anyone.？”
“Hey, I set the rules anyway. If you can't do it, you can leave, and I won't force you to stay. "Old Man Baili crossed his legs and his expression was indescribable, deserves a beating. 。
I really want to hit him. Qin Feng clenched his fists and asked to the side: "Miss Cang, is it difficult to have more than three feet of white smoke?"？”
Cang Feilan slightly nodded: "The white smoke of Literature Ascension Furnace is usually divided into three grades. One to three feet is Mortal Grade, four to six feet is treasure, and seven to nine feet is Saint Grade. 。
To compose poetry impromptu, you need to step into the treasures. Even if you are a Peak Bachelor from Heavenly City Grand Literature Academy, you may not be able to do it. Even more how is it for you。”
“"Uh" You are looking down on people. Although I can't do it, I can transform into a copycat. Qin Feng complained in his heart, and then asked Old Man Baili: "What if I can make a poem that is more than six feet tall?"？”
“Six feet? Just you? ! "Old Man Baili sneered.。
Under Cang Feilan's black kerchief, there is also a faintly discernable cold snorted sound. 。
Hey, you don’t believe it, right? I have such a bad temper, "Don't worry about whether I can do it or not. I just ask, what if I do it?"？”
“smelly brat, if you can make a poem six feet tall, from now on, this Listen To The Rain Pavilion, you can come and go as you please！”
“OK, it's a deal! "Qin Feng was secretly happy. The number of books in this attic is large and high-quality, and you can get it for free without spending money. It is really a treasure. However, you can only see the sunset every time, which is really inconvenient. If you can go in and out freely, , can’t I see from morning till night?？
“Come up with a question. "Qin Feng waved his right hand, and his passion was ten thousand zhang 。
“What's the problem? "Old Man Baili was stunned, and Cang Feilan on the side also cast a doubtful look.。
“If I just write a random poem, I'm afraid you won't be convinced if it reaches more than six feet, so you can limit the content of this poem! "Anyway, I was a top student in my previous life. In order to get in touch with more girls, I also chose liberal arts in college. There are so many poems in my mind and the scope of them is so wide that I'm afraid to say them out. I'm so determined.！
Old Man Baili hearing this said three good words in a row. He has lived for so long, and the young people who dare to be so arrogant in front of him are no more than one palm. Today he will teach this well. youngster, what is self-knowledge?！
“Since you said so, then write a poem based on the Great Qian’s Battle of Spirit Protection Pass eighteen years ago.！”
Cang Feilan hearing this, lovable body trembled 。
Qin Feng fell into deep thought and began to recall, and finally remembered this battle from a history book。
In the extreme south of the Great Qian, stretching across the Qinghai Sea, there is a mountain named Tian Spiritual Mountain, towering into the clouds. And above the Tian Spiritual Mountain, there is a powerful foreign race named Garuda.！
Garuda is a monster beast with a human face and a bird body. Innate Divine Strength, it feeds on dragons and can soar through the Nine Heavens hundred thousand li with a flutter of its wings. 。
Eighteen years ago, Garuda invaded Great Qian on a large scale and broke through the Spirit Protection Pass, causing the people to plunge into an abyss of misery. 。
In anger, the previous Emperor Mingchong sent one hundred thousand soldiers and the Demon Slayer Department to fight with the strongest battle strength at the Spirit Protection Pass to fight to the death with the Garuda clan.。
That battle was murky heavens dark earth. Even if the Human Race had the help of the Dragon Clan, it was a tragic victory. The Garuda clan was forced to retreat beyond the Spirit Protection Pass. The 100,000 soldiers who participated in the battle returned less than a hundred people.。
Under the Spirit Protection Pass, the land was dyed dark red by blood, which has not faded in the past year.！
Qin Feng felt heavy after recalling this, and even his original intention to show off had faded away a lot.。
He couldn't help feeling that in these troubled times, the rare peace of the Human Race was infused with the blood of heroes.
“Do you have pen and paper?？”
In the attic, a white curly brush flew out。
Qin Feng took a deep breath and was about to start writing when he suddenly remembered the scene when he wrote the couplet yesterday, and the brush was hanging in the air.。
Old Man Baili saw what he was thinking, opened the mouth and said: "Don't worry, yesterday when you made the second line, you were in a chess game with others, so you would be under great pressure.。
When you write poetry today, that won’t happen。”
so that's how it is Qin Feng nodded, the brush fell on the white scroll, and a little black ink melted。
I saw the opening chapter - "Qinghai Changyuntian Spiritual Mountain" vividly on the page。
Literature Ascension Furnace There was a tremor, and white smoke came out, one foot high. Old Man Baili stood up in shock and came to the side of the white scroll.。
Cang Feilan looked at the white scroll, dazed, as if he had seen that scene。
And Qin Feng started writing again and wrote the second sentence - "Looking at the lonely city in the distance Spirit Protection Pass 。”
One hundred thousand soldiers gathered in the dead city. Garuda was so powerful that he could kill people like crushing ants. However, knowing that there was a disparity in strength between the two sides, the one hundred thousand soldiers were determined to die and guarded the dead city without taking a step back.！
Literature Ascension Furnace makes a golden sound, and white smoke rises three feet high！
The pen is about Dragon Snake, and on the rendering paper, I see again - "Yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles" 。”
The roar of the soldiers shook the sky, and they paved the road of killing with their flesh and blood. Even if the battle armor was stained with blood and the bones were wrapped in iron clothes, so what?！
Old Man Baili's eyes widened and he clenched his right fist. Cang Feilan was breathing rapidly and his chest was rising and falling.。
Literature Ascension Furnace began to shake violently, and the white smoke was already six feet high！
Qin Feng's eyes widened sharply, and the brush in his hand was like a sword edge. He carved the final swan song on the white scroll - "Until the Garuda is broken, it will never be returned."！”
Ding!
The harsh golden sound resounded in the sky, and white smoke suddenly rose from the Literature Ascension Furnace, shooting straight into the sky. The height had already exceeded nine feet.！
And above nine feet is Divine Grade ！
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