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"What are you shaking your head, you have the ability to do it yourself!"

Liu Xiu next to him saw Lu Huan's movements and couldn't help but say.

Lu Huan glanced back at him, with a playful expression in his eyes.

"What if I do?"

Liu Xiu naturally didn't believe it.

Lu Huan's talent in martial arts is already very perverted.

Swordsmanship, knife skills, marksmanship, fists and feet, Qimen weapons, flesh quenching, and piano and so on.

Dabbling in so many martial arts at the same time, it has never been seen in eternity.

He didn't believe it, Lu Huan still had the energy to study Wendao.

So Liu Xiu said directly: "If you can make a poem that can be approved by Li Feixian, the previous thing that took the blame for you will be written off." "

"Hey, you're going to empty the gloves white wolf, even if you don't write it off, what can you do to me?"

Want to prostitute for nothing?

No way!

Lu Huan is the master who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't scatter eagles.

"Then what do you want?" asked Liu Xiu, "two-three-zero".

Lu Huan thought for a while, Liu Xiu can be said to be penniless except for the sword he was carrying now.

Even if he wanted to get oil and water from Liu Xiu, it was estimated that he would not be able to squeeze anything valuable.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Didn't your Dao Sect also put a magical power in the Flying Immortal Great Secret Realm?

Liu Xiu suddenly said: "It turns out that you want to fight the idea of gassing and sanqing." "

"Isn't it okay?" Lu Huan asked.

Liu Xiu nodded: "Okay, why not, I also want to see if with your talent, you can practice one qi and three clears, this thing has been in my Dao Sect for millions of years, and no one has ever practiced it." "

Lu Huan was surprised and said, "No one has practiced it for millions of years?

Liu Xiudao: "One gas Sanqing, is my Daomen generation of Daozun left, the legend is the Sanqing Dao ancestor personally given, millions of years, my Daomen Tianjiao has basically participated in this magical power, unfortunately, so far no one can understand the complete one Qi Sanqing method, but now my Daomen's two masters, the art of the dream butterfly and Wanchuan Qiushui can be realized from the inside, this magic power is naturally true." "

"Heh~ Sanqing Dao ancestor inheritance?Isn't that a mythical character?Could it be that it really exists?" Lu Huan became even more curious.

"Do you think even if they are real, I can know?" Liu Xiu glanced at Lu Huan.

Lu Huan nodded: "That's right, you are just a little weak chicken, even if it is true, this kind of secret is not something you can know." "

"Fuck off, you're a little weak chicken, do you write or not?" Liu Xiu said angrily.

Lu Huan said helplessly: "Write, I'll write now, these years, I don't let people tell the truth." "

Liu Xiu was almost angry to death again.

If someone else said this, he would definitely not care.

But Lu Huan was really unhappy when he talked about it.

No way, he seems to be really a weak chicken in front of Lu Huan.

That's why he's uncomfortable.

As Lu Huo stood up, the surroundings suddenly became riotous.

"Look, Lu Huan has made a move. "

"Guess he'll make it. "

"It's impossible, those people who shot just now are all famous talents in the rivers and lakes, and our martial artists are not good at literature and Taoism. "

"Not necessarily, no matter what Lu Huan says, he is the top of the good jade list, maybe he can really do it. "

"Alas, you won't move, the talent of martial arts and Wendao can't be the same, the more amazing some people's martial arts talent, the worse the Wendao talent, since ancient times, people who have both civil and military skills, after all, are a minority. "

"However, there are not many leaders on the good jade list. "

Always, there are those who believe, and there are those who do not believe.

Everyone can be said to express their own opinions, and no one can convince anyone.

So in a discussion, Lu Huan came to three meters in front of the stone tablet.

It's not that he doesn't want to go any further, it's that he can't walk anymore.

Three meters in front of the stone monument, there was a layer of enchantment that blocked him.

At the same time, Lu Huan saw the description of the rules of the level at the bottom of the stele.

The content is actually very simple, as long as the poems written by the people who tested them can be left on the stone tablet, then the road to the mountain will be opened.

Lu Huan didn't make everyone wait for long.

Immediately, he turned his finger into a sword, and began to write in the air.

True Qi crossed the distance of three meters, leaving a deep imprint on the stone stele.

The people behind him immediately said with emotion.

"It deserves to be the top of the good jade list, this depth should be two or three inches!"

Most of the people before could only leave a shallow imprint.

Even if it is some six-rank realm martial arts, at most, they can only lose an inch of depth.

And the depth of the imprint left by Lu Huan was as deep as two or three times that of theirs.

It can be seen how strong Lu Huan's strength is.

Still, someone said.

"What's the use of light depth, in the end, it doesn't depend on the quality of the poem. "

That's right, everyone reacted, although this level also tests cultivation, but it's really not important.

The important thing is to see how good the poem is.

At this time, Lu Huan's poems have begun to appear in the eyes of everyone word by word......... (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Lu Huan admitted from the bottom of his heart that compared to poetry, he must not be able to compare with Li Feixian.

Even if there is a flower of poetry on the tree of enlightenment.

The flower of poetry is the talent of providing oneself with poetry.

But I didn't delve into this before.

So that talent is only limited to talent.

But who let him hang it?

There are many good poems that have appeared in the history of previous lives.

When he was in school, Lu Huan's grades were okay, so even now, he still remembers many famous sentences.

If you can't write a poem, we can copy it.

Everyone looked at the poems written by Lu Huan and began to read them out one by one.

"The poems of the Flying Immortals have been passed down by ten thousand mouths. "

Seeing this, everyone was stunned for a moment.

"Is Lu Kuishou planning to pat Li Feixian's predecessor's ass?"

The crowd began to be suspicious.

The first sentence of your sentence is to say, people's psalms have been passed down from mouth to mouth, what is this not sycophancy?

That's too explicit.

But you have to say, this trick is wonderful.

I've praised you like this, are you embarrassed to let me pass?

At this point, the second line of the poem was also written.

Everyone subconsciously read it out again.

"It's not new yet. "

When this poem came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

This is a sycophant, so I almost pointed at my nose and scolded.

These first two sentences can be better understood if they are replaced by another expression.

Yes, the poems you wrote are really awesome, but you are old and gone, and the poems have become outdated 3.2.

"Lu Kui's head is really iron, and he dares to scold Li Feixian's seniors. "

"It's over, I see that Lu Kuishou knows that his poems may not be able to pass, so he simply scolds him to relieve his anger. "

"I have to say that Lu Kuishou is really crazy, and he doesn't even pay attention to Li Feixian's predecessors. "

"There's no way, he is the top of the Liangyu list, and his future achievements may not necessarily be better than Li Feixian's predecessors, and he seems to be really qualified to be crazy. "

"I'm crazy too, what should I do?"

At this time, everyone no longer had hope that Lu Huan would pass the test.

From the time his second poem came out, everyone had already decided that this poem would definitely not pass.

Li Feixian's predecessors will not be cheap, how can he let a poem that scolds him pass the test.

But at this moment, Lu Huan instantly accelerated his writing speed, and the third and fourth lines of the poem fell at the same time.