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0249 Chapter 5: Rebirth of Blood Candle Castle (Section 47)

"Interesting," Qu Yun played with her long hair with her fingers, her eyes gleaming with curiosity: "When I designed this sublimation path, I really did not consider the element of 'luck' you mentioned.

Why don't you just say some serious poetry and let's test it out?"

Although he had tested his own psychological shadow, Qu Yun probably couldn't cause too much trouble here, so he said: "The dew on the grass is why Yi Xi. The dew will fall again in the Ming Dynasty. When will people return after they die?"

The reason why Zhen Cheng wanted to recite this ancient poem was obvious. After coming out of the Kwai Mo Pond, he was dripping wet, and his Hanfu was clinging to his body. Although the only people alive and conscious in the hall were young women, it still made people feel embarrassed.

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You see, the dewdrops on other people's grass blades are so easy to dry. If you imitate others with your clothes, just dry them off for me.

As a result, the clothes on his body did not have the slightest intention of controlling dryness. At the same time, several mutated corpses of magic academy students who crawled out from the Kwai Mo Pond... twitched a few times in unison and got up one after another.

When a person dies, when will he return? That is just a sigh for the passing of life, and it is the sublimation of the end of a literary work. Hey! What do you mean by pretending to be a dead person?

Zhen Cheng went crazy. But to be honest, this ending was not beyond her expectation.

"Bo~" Qu Yun opened her mouth and spat out a syllable, and the corpses of the apprentices who had been corrupted by the will of the late ancient god Matar exploded with a bang.

In the blink of an eye, they had turned into extremely fine arcane particles, which, under Qu Yun's control, gathered in the air to form a river and flowed into the virtual image of Matar's hippocampus in the middle of the Kwai Demon Pond.

"Interesting, you kid is really good at bringing surprises to people." Qu Yun smiled so hard that her eyebrows curled up. Sure enough, Yan Ling's trick didn't cause any trouble in front of her.

But if the same scene happened on Earth, these mutated corpses alone might be able to destroy Scarry Castle or even demolish half of the Earth.

After all, they are no longer ordinary low-level arcane supernatural beings, but monsters that incorporate the chaotic will of the Supreme God. In principle, they are several levels higher than the [Furious Audience].

You can't blame Zhen Cheng for making such a fuss. After all, there are only so many ancient poems, and there are no poems about drying wet clothes. Even if there were, there is no reason for them to be passed down for Zhen Cheng to memorize.

Even in the Tang and Song Dynasties when poetry was booming, when people were inspired to write poems when they saw the scenery on the roadside, I am afraid no one would write poems about the washed clothes.

Hanging clothes to dry, do you think this is something ancient poets would do?

This question sounds ridiculous, but if you think about it carefully, it is quite practical.

First of all, the spirit of speech needs to be activated by specific language such as idioms and poems. This was designed by Qu Yun from the beginning. Otherwise, you would complain to your friend by saying "Why aren't you stupid to death?", and then the person will be killed by your words. Who is this?

Can you bear it?

And if you want the spirit of speech to work, in other words, if you want to effectively use the power of arcane elements through language, you need to follow the principles of magic. Corresponding rhythm, logic, equality, etc. are all necessary and

Deep truth.

Zhen Cheng will learn this slowly in the future. It is no exaggeration to say that Qu Yun, who uses Longwen syllable magic herself, can be said to be unparalleled in the world in her research in related fields.

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