Being a copywriter is something that all travelers like to do.

However, although the culture of this world is barren, the emphasis is on cultivation. Duke Wen Duo can only bring a sense of coercion for a while, and can not be of substantial help.

Therefore, most of the traversers did not reveal any famous poems after coming to the prehistoric world.

But this time is different, the human race has made a heavy promise, and the battle of Siwen is related to the teaching of Tianzun, and it will definitely attract a group of people.

"Are you really going?"

Baili Zijin pouted. Over the years, she has gradually grown from a little girl who followed Yi Cheng to a slim big girl.

Yi Cheng smiled slightly, stood up slowly, and behind him, the power of endless faith condensed together, turned into his shape, and merged into his body.

"Of course, it's just quiet and thoughtful, you can go and see the masterpieces of those people."

But Baili Zijin is somewhat opposed to returning to the human race.

"After so many years, it's time for you to go back. You know, the contemporary Heavenly Venerate of the Human Race, but your cousin..."

Seeing Baili Zijin's frowning face, Yi Cheng sighed softly, stroked her forehead, and continued: "When he left, the human race almost perished and you were displaced, but after all, he was looking for the ancestors and apprentices to continue the human race. The foundation of the world..."

But before he finished speaking, Baili Zijin snorted coldly and turned to leave, obviously not willing to listen to his teaching.

Yi Cheng shrugged helplessly.

Now that he has become Heavenly Venerate, he is only one step away from asking the seventh level.

Looking at the entire prehistoric world, he doesn't think anyone is his opponent, even the old-fashioned Heavenly Venerate, the Earth Mother Heavenly Venerate.

but……

In front of Baili Zijin who accompanied him all the way, he was still the old uncle.

In the end, Baili Zijin still followed him and left Xuexuan Island, preparing to go to the Eastern Region to meet her uncle who had not seen each other for nearly a thousand years.

...

Human race, Baili City.

Because of the arrival of another Tianzun, it was very lively.

In the palace, Belle recited her orders and stared at the slim Baili Zijin, a little lost.

On the other hand, Baili Zijin hid behind Yi Cheng, lowered her head, and held the corner of her clothes in her hands, a little shy and afraid.

"Zi Jin..."

At this moment, Bai Li recited the order to restrain the majesty of Tianzun, stretched out her hand, and called Baili Zijin over, but Baili Zijin lowered her head and did not respond to him.

"Hey, it was my fault back then. I didn't take care of your side children. Your parents passed away in that calamity. I thought you too..."

Baili Chanming let out a long sigh, then clenched his fists to Yi Cheng and thanked him: "Thanks to the protection of Daoyou over the years, the human race is willing to form a good relationship with Daoyou for generations and never betray each other!"

His words are very artistic, the Terran promises not to abandon Yi Cheng, but if Yicheng abandons the Terran, the Terran will naturally go to war.

Yi Cheng didn't care about his play on words, he gently stroked Baili Zijin to comfort her, and then said with a smile: "I came here to let Zijin recognize his relatives, and the second is to come for the Siwen War. …”

"Oh? Daoist is actually interested in these word games?"

In the eyes of people at the level of Belle Chanting, these so-called literary poems are all word games, trivial, and difficult to wait for elegance.

Yi Cheng nodded and said, "In recent years, I have realized the way to sanctification.

"Daoist thought about it, it's really admirable," Bai Li recited a few words of greetings, and then said: "Since Daoist wants to go and watch, you might as well accompany me. It just so happens that I'm going to inspect Siwen City as well."

"How dare you dare..."

...

Tianzun is very polite to meet.

Now that the prehistoric order has been settled, the Taoist ancestors are united, and they hang high in the sky for nine days.

Therefore, it is generally not easy to start an accident.

Now it is completely different from the pattern before the catastrophe. After hundreds of years, the prehistoric world has finally recovered a little, and there are more and more Heavenly Venerates, but...

Except for the Taoist ancestor who achieved the seventh level, condensed the origin, and joined the Tao, no one can inquire about the seventh level.

After ceremoniously arranged the residence for Yi Cheng, Baili Chanyun met Baili Chanting.

"Brother, what is he doing here?"

Baili recited her order to suppress the smile on her lips, and said solemnly: "In addition to letting Zijin recognize his relatives, there must be some conspiracy, his strength is unfathomable, I am afraid he is still higher than me, but it doesn't matter, in the human race, He has to restrain me too!"

Back then, Daozu decided that the human race was the protagonist of this era, not just talking about it.

Here, if Yi Cheng goes wild, he also has the confidence to expel him.

"You go and inform Zhao Yueli that this Siwen battle must be done beautifully. The two Heavenly Venerates, Yi Cheng and I, will come to watch the battle in person!"

In the end, Belle recited her orders and waved her hand, and ordered to go on.

...

Siwen City.

Zhao Yueli, who received the news, was stunned.

Suddenly giving her such a fright, how can she sneak attack at that time?

Now the plan is about to change.

Han Xin must not step into the eyes of the two great gods!

otherwise……

She couldn't make his secret world disappear.

Even if Yi Cheng didn't come, she wouldn't dare to sneak the winning champion under Tianzun's eyes.

"What to do? What to do?"

There are still three days before the Battle of Siwen begins...

I have to say that this sudden surprise completely disrupted her layout.

This Han Xin is really not simple. For his own safety, even Yi Cheng invited him here.

She immediately figured out the cause and effect. It must be Yi Cheng who came, so Baili Chanting will also come!

The two gods...

"For now, there is only that way!"

She gritted her teeth, came to the study, and began to recite... three hundred Tang poems.

Make sure there are no mistakes and write them all out in style.

After she finished writing, she felt that it was not enough, so she wrote 300 Song Poems silently again.

After cultivating, the knowledge that I have seen in my memory can be deeply explored, and it is actually very easy to be able to write it out.

"By the way, how many people are participating this time?"

She flipped through the data submitted below.

One thousand eight hundred people!

She only wrote 600 copies...

Gritting her teeth, she searched her memory, flipped through the books she had read before, and wrote them down.

Fortunately, she had read Tang Poems and Song Poems plus a lot of literary classics. Although she didn't remember them, she still searched for a total of 1,000 completed poems and ancient texts under the law of memory!

"That should be enough!"

Finally, when she looked at these ancient poems, she felt relieved.

In this way, Han Xin's copywriter will definitely not be able to stand out!

In this way, she has the opportunity to secretly do something to him!

Since the other party has done so absolutely, then don't blame her!

After doing all this, she moved on to the next move.

Personally incarnated with thoughts, consciousness descended on the consciousness of those participating creatures, and told them a poem respectively.

"This poem is a secret weapon. If you encounter a strong enemy and cannot be matched, you can sacrifice this poem, and you will be invincible, and you must be the first!"

The bragging is obviously necessary, otherwise the other party will not believe her.

The incarnation of her consciousness calls herself Wen Sheng, who specializes in the world and Taoism. Seeing that they are talented geniuses, they are specially localized.

All in all, completely put myself aside.

Moreover, all the consciousnesses she delivered were ordinary sixth-level, unable to see through her contestants.

As for the contestants who were half-step gods, they were directly abandoned by her.

Anyway, she only needs to find a thousand copies in it.

Soon, in three days, she spread a thousand poems and articles, and the battle of Siwen officially ushered in the prelude.

The contemporary Tianzun Belle of the human race recited the order, and Yi Cheng, the sovereign of the iron-boned sect, came to Siwen City.

The grand occasion was unprecedented!

It attracted most of the creatures in the surrounding races and surrounded Siwen City.

As a result, Zhao Yueli could only take measures to limit the flow, and only people with the upper limit could be allowed to enter Siwen City during a certain period of time.

If you go further up, you need to wait to enter the city.

In the huge open-air plaza arranged by Zhao Yueli, all the contestants stood upright and saluted Baili and Yi Cheng successively.

Finally, they bowed to Zhao Yueli, and at Zhao Yueli's order, they distributed pen and ink, and everyone began to write this composition.

According to the competition system and topics issued by Belle Chanting...

It's a one-time knockout.

The subject is no subject.

Everyone writes random compositions, poems and songs. All in all, as long as they write well, no matter what the subject matter is, the culture of the prehistoric world is poor, and there is no decent style.

"This Zhao Yueli is not bad, but I have heard of her name in the Northern Territory."

Yi Cheng pointed to Zhao Yueli, who was in the moderator's competition below, and commented.

Belle recited her life with a hearty smile: "That's natural, her talent is unparalleled, and she is only appointed as the city lord of Siwen City, which is a bit inferior."

Yi Cheng nodded in agreement: "Just watching her preside over the competition this time, everything is in order and there are no mistakes, you can see her talent."

Belle recited orders with a smile, then changed the subject and asked suddenly.

"I don't know who you are optimistic about this time?"

According to his information, he learned that Han Xin, the patriarch of the Linghu clan, had always been on good terms with Yi Cheng, and Belle Chanting roughly guessed that Yi Cheng was here for him.

"To be honest, fellow Daoist, I know a lot about Han Xin. Naturally, he has nothing to say about his literary talent. I just don't know how many of the world's outstanding talents will be able to join Daoist friends this time."

Yi Cheng looked at one of them, secretly thinking in his heart that as a traveler, if he couldn't compare to the natives, it would be shameful enough.

only……

The scenes that followed made him feel that the style of painting was wrong.

According to the competition system, as long as those who have completed it, they can recite their masterpieces aloud, and there is no need to hand in the test papers~lightnovelpub.net~ The two gods are in person, and you can tell whether they are good or bad.

Then……

"Thousands of birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear!"

"Look up at the bright moon, look down at your hometown!"

"The bright moon shines among the pine trees, and the clear spring stone is filthy!"

"I insist that Qingshan will not relax, and Ligenyuan is in the broken rock!"

"I persuade the Lord of Heaven to be more vigorous and to lower talents without sticking to one pattern!"

...

The more Yi Cheng listened, the more wrong it became. The corners of his mouth kept twitching. Hearing the voices of chanting poems one after another, he had a crazy guess in his heart.

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