[Although you don’t want to show yourself in such a place, you are not a person who just regresses.]

[Since he wants to appreciate your literary talent, please satisfy him.]

【Task: Show your literary talent.】

[Writing a poem and song in Tingfeng Pavilion that has been recognized by humanity, at least the grade is above the Tao.]

[Task time limit: one stick of incense.]

【Task Reward: Random Trail Level Inkstone*1.】

[Punishment of failure: the disgust of all Confucian disciples.]

After seeing the task trigger, Lin Qianjun glanced at Liu Ji next to him.

He was speechless, no wonder Liu Ji was always said to be jingling in the academy.

Isn’t it easy to see my own depth if I love showing off so much?

Since that's the case, don't blame him for pouring cold water.

Oh, no, it's pouring ice water!

Still the kind of "absolute zero"!!!

"Then I'll be ugly." Lin Qianjun smiled slightly and took the brush from Liu Ji's hand.

At this moment, a trace of ominous premonition appeared in Liu Ji's heart.

But after all, he drank a little more wine and his mind was not very clear-headed, so he just said carelessly: "Write it, let me see your literary talent for Junior Brother Zimo."

Lin Qianjun hesitated for a moment and found a fu article with a likes of over one billion in the player forum.

That is the poem obtained by the player on a martial arts side plane called [Prosperous Dynasty].

In that plane, a dynasty has developed for hundreds of thousands of years, flourishing and immortal, and the people are rich. It is a peaceful and prosperous era that exists almost only in fantasy.

In the prosperous era, entertainment such as poetry, songs and essays will naturally be praised.

And the essay he wants to copy can be regarded as the best even in it.

At this time, Lin Qianjun's pen was like a dragon and a snake, and he quickly left the three words "Fu of Prosperity".

Then, under Lin Qianjun's writing, a picture of the peaceful and prosperous era of human beings developing to the peak, and humans singing and dancing slowly unfolded on paper.

This was originally mentioned another plane, but Lin Qianjun cleverly modified some fonts, making its original meaning a prosperous era in Lin Qianjun's fantasy.

As he wrote, Lin Qianjun's energy was also consumed rapidly, but fortunately, this was not always hundreds of thousands or millions of words like writing novels, so Lin Qianjun did not feel it was difficult to write.

After writing the whole piece of paper, Lin Qianjun signed "Yang Zimo and his friends traveled to Fengge and wrote a letter to him."

Immediately, Lin Qianjun gently placed the pen in his hand aside.

The next moment, the light of Wen rises up from the paper and soars into the sky, showing a phantom of a prosperous era in the void. The people in Kangping City get corresponding benefits. People who are tortured by illness are instantly healed, and tired people instantly replenish their physical strength and increase their strength by three points out of thin air, and inspiration for literati emerges...

The human nature has a feeling that has brought down countless Xuanhuang merits, 30% of them fell on this piece of paper, and 70% became owned by Lin Qianjun.

In the judgment of humanity, its grade has reached [Dao Level 3].

[You have completed the task [Yizhan Wencai].]

[Task evaluation: There are always some people who are both delicious and love to play!!]

[Reward "Random Trail Level Inkstone*1" has been issued.]

Lin Qianjun calmly put away the inkstone and said to Liu Ji and Chu Hao at the same time: "Two senior brothers, please appreciate my work."

Looking at the Wen Guang who soared into the sky, Liu Ji, who was still a little drunk at this time, suddenly woke up.

He opened his mouth, and the words he wanted to comfort Lin Qianjun were speechless for a moment.

Chu Hao looked shocked and lost, as if he had never heard what Lin Qianjun said.

Dongdongdongdongdong~~

At this moment, a knock came from outside the door.

He attracted the eyes of the three of them.

After looking at each other, Chu Hao went to open the door.

A middle-aged man with a somewhat wealthy figure came in front of him. He was the boss of Tingfeng Pavilion and the merchant disciple Yan Changgui.

Yan Changgui obviously knew Chu Hao too. When he saw Chu Hao, he said directly: "Young Master Chu, I don't know which Confucian wise man is here to leave a magic treasure. Why don't you say hello to me, making me lose my etiquette in vain."

Chu Hao looked back at Lin Qianjun, nodded when he saw Lin Qianjun, and said, "It's either a Confucian sage, or Yang Zimo, a new disciple of a miscellaneous family in our academy."

"What, a disciple of the Miscellaneous Family?" Yan Changgui was startled and asked immediately: "Maybe I want to visit you and admire his style?"

"No problem, please come in." Chu Hao nodded, then smiled and led it into the house.

After entering, Yan Changgui fell to the first time he saw the "Fu of Prosperity" on the table, which was blooming in literary style. Then he looked at Liu Ji and Lin Qianjun. He knew Liu Ji, but this was the first time he had met Lin Qianjun.

"I think this is Brother Yang Zimo?" Yan Changgui walked up enthusiastically, bowed his fists and looked at the article "The Prosperous Times" and said, "It's so literary."

"Your Excellency is apologizing." Lin Qianjun bowed modestly.

"Okay, I'm still not proud to be able to write such a masterpiece at such an age. Brother Yang, you are admired by Yan." Yan Changgui nodded and praised Lin Qianjun again.

Later, he also counted his current consumption in the account of their restaurant, and promised Lin Qianjun and others to come to the restaurant to spend in the future and all the orders were exempted.

But in this process, Liu Ji, who had originally talked a lot, seemed dull.

In the past, when he was hit, he was at most one step ahead of him, but now Lin Qianjun's attack on him is a complete dimensional reduction attack.

He looked at his article that emitted this faint literary light, and glanced at Lin Qianjun's "Fu on Prosperity" with the light of his literary light soaring to the sky, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a while, Liu Ji's eyes shook his head and said, "But we can't waste time like this anymore."

After saying that, a green light appeared on Liu Ji's body. The eyes of the three Lin Qianjun were attracted by him at the first time. Then Chu Hao was the first to react and bowed directly: "Congratulations to Brother Liu for being promoted to the seventh rank and self-reflection."

Lin Qianjun and Yan Changgui also bowed and congratulated Liu Ji.

Liu Ji waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "Oh, Junior Brother Zimo woke me up, otherwise I would have been wasting my time."

Lin Qianjun was not surprised to see the huge contrast between Liu Ji.

Humane practice, ninth grade self-cultivation, eighth grade ambition, and seventh grade self-reflection.

By reaching this step, you will be able to constantly find your own shortcomings so that you can correct them.

At this time, Liu Ji broke through to the seventh-grade self-reflection and changed his mentality, so he had such a change.

Later, Liu Ji decided to end the banquet because he broke through his cultivation and did not want to waste his time.

Lin Qianjun also used the excuse of going back to write a novel, but refused Yan Changgui's attempt to stay.

When Chu Hao saw that both of his friends were working so hard, he had no intention of playing, so he had to bow to Yan Changgui, and then he followed Lin Qianjun and returned to the academy together.

Back at the academy, the three of them returned to their residences and started to do things.

Although the banquet for the three of them was over, at this moment, the shock caused by Lin Qianjun's "Full of Prosperity" in Kang Ping had just begun.

In the palace, Luo Wuchang, as the emperor, felt a turbulent heart in his heart.

The prosperous scene that appeared in the void even made him think that it really existed.

It's so longing for and yearning for.

Unfortunately, the human race is still eyeing foreign enemies, and the way of heaven is unkind.

He didn't know whether he would see this prosperous age in his lifetime.

However, the great sage who could write such a calligraphy treasure was, but if he could meet, he would have gained a lot of experience in governing the country from him.

Ask Zhu Academy, in the Confucian school.

Yue Jinxian, the owner of the Confucian school, is playing chess with Luan Yun, the dean of the academy.

As the two made a move, Yue Jinxian suddenly looked at Luan Yunxiu in confusion and said, "Why did he suddenly come out with such a move?"

"There is naturally his reason." Luan Yunxiu smiled, then left a son and said, "This game is tied."

Seeing this, Yue Jinxian began to secretly deduce the changes on the chessboard, and then said in horror: "How is it possible? It's just a piece!!"

Luan Yunxiu said as if he were pointing out: "This piece is bigger than what we combined. If it is unhappy, the chessboard will be turned over."

"Then will humanity win in this world?" Yue Jinxian seemed to have realized something.

"Who can know?" Luan Yunxiu smiled indifferently, and then his figure disappeared.

......

......

Ask Zhu Academy and Lin Qianjun’s own residence.

After returning from Tingfeng Pavilion, he planned to continue writing novels.

After preparing the paper and pen, he suddenly thought of the inkstone reward he received after completing the task...

Immediately, Lin Qianjun took out the inkstone from the space ring.

This inkstone is of the second grade of Tao, only the size of a palm, and looks like a Xuanwu. There is a small groove behind it, which is densely covered with mysterious Taoist patterns, which is intimately in line with the Yin and Yang Bagua. Above the groove is a winding half-piece of snake body, and in the mouth of its snake head, there is a drop of black ink.
To be continued...