After everyone chatted for a few words, the accompanying servants spread out the drinks, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and the poetry meeting officially began.
Although it was said to be a poetry meeting, not many people were actually willing to recite poems and write poems.
Most of them discuss the meaning of scriptures together, or discuss the current situation in various places. They communicate with each other and get to know each other, so as to accumulate some contacts for their future actions.
Chen Hongyu mingled among the crowd, listening thoughtfully as they each spoke freely.
Xingdao cultivation is more focused on the power of idealism. Compared with immortal monks, although it has many shortcomings, it is indeed much stronger in terms of character.
After all, Immortal monks often stay in seclusion for months or even years even during their Qi training period, while the main means for Soul Condensing monks to increase their practice is not to practice, but to read classics, integrate knowledge and practice, and focus on gaining insights.
Before he was reincarnated, he had come into contact with many foundation-building monks. There were top-notch monks with a peaceful mind who counted three steps at a time, and there were also those who were hot-tempered and irritable and could easily be used as spearmen by monks in the Qi-training stage.
However, if you look at it as a monk in the third realm of sex that is equivalent to the realm of foundation building, most of them read the classics and understand their own nature, and will not make such low-level mistakes. Unless they are fighting against monks of the same level, under a blindfold,
Doing things that look ridiculous but can't be seen through when you're in the game.
At this moment, a young man walked up to him and saluted: "Jia Jun, may I ask, who is Zhou Yu and Zhou Gongjin?"
"It's me, Brother Jia, who is this?" Chen Hongyu was a little confused.
Jia Jun heard the words and said with a smile: "Since this is a poetry meeting, there is naturally a competition. But no one comes out now. I heard that Brother Zhou is a disciple of Zhou Tong, a famous scholar in Jeju, so I came here to ask for advice."
"This, I haven't made any achievements in terms of poetry, so I'd better forget it." Chen Hongyu refused.
Although he has gained insights through several lifetimes of experience, he has made rapid progress in the study of classics. In addition, he has experienced the baptism of the explosion of knowledge in his first lifetime, so his insights and imagination are even greater when discussing with Wang Mu and others.
But after all, he was new to Xingdao and had only recently begun to study classics. Even if he accepted the memory of the original owner, he would not be much better.
At this time, Wang Mu and others also set their sights here, looking at the two people with interest.
"Although this Jia Jun has a small reputation in Wu'an County, he is far inferior to Gong Jin. Gong Jin's luck changed when he arrived in Wu'an that day. It should be because he got rid of his shackles."
"Could it be that this energy is causing trouble this time, and this poem will make Gong Jincai's name famous?"
Thinking of this, Wang Mu's mind moved, and he communicated with the Sky-Peeping Realm to use his huge luck to slightly suppress Jia Jun's luck.
On the other side, Jia Jun was unaware at this time.
"It doesn't matter." When he saw Chen Hongyu's refusal, he felt more and more that the person in front of him was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. So he solemnly took out a writing brush and placed it on the stone table in front of him, saying: "Most of the poems about fighting have some merits. This writing brush of mine is
It is a soul-nurturing pen, a magic weapon in the soul-condensing realm. The pen barrel is made of the soul-nurturing jade, which not only makes people feel calm when writing, but also warms and nourishes the soul, allowing them to fight against the enemy."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Jun's mind suddenly cleared: "How did I get over my head and take out this magic weapon?" But after thinking about it, he felt a little relieved.
After all, I had specially hired someone to write some excellent poems for this poetry meeting, and Zhou Yu was a strong person but a capable person, so he would have nothing to worry about.
Seeing everyone watching, Chen Hongyu, who knew he could not refuse, took off the jade pendant from his waist and placed it on the stone table.
"My soul-nourishing jade pendant was given to me by my father when I was crowned in the past. It has the effect of calming the mind and warming the soul. With the help of this object, ordinary monks in the realm of enlightenment can enter the realm of soul-condensing, even if they are in the realm of soul-condensing
Realm monks can also use this to warm and nourish their souls."
After everyone heard Chen Hongyu's introduction, they looked at the jade pendant on the table and compared the two people's expressions when they took out the bets, and couldn't help but be surprised.
This jade pendant that Zhou Yu casually took off from his waist turned out to be so precious.
Only Chen Hongyu's family knew about his family affairs. Although he had the function of connecting the two worlds, several of the magic weapons he had on him at this time were more precious than this jade pendant. As for the other elixirs and other materials, it was difficult to get them out.
By this time, the competition was inevitable. Wang Mu called his servants to bring out pens, inks, paper and inkstones and spread them on the stone table at the top of the mountain.
Chen Hongyu hesitated for a while, and finally remembered a poem. If it hadn't been for driving too hard and the image being too deep, he might have forgotten it after so long.
So he picked up the brush next to him and dipped it in the thick ink in the inkstone, and wrote the two characters Shanxing on the rice paper.
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February.
He had also learned how to make talismans and often used talisman pens. In addition, the original owner had been studying for more than 20 years, so his handwriting was also extremely extraordinary, and he ranked at the forefront among the dozens of scholars.
Coupled with the artistic conception contained in this poem and the content that vaguely corresponds to their trip, I think it should be better than that of Jia Jun.
At this time, Jia Jun on the other side had also finished writing.
Everyone gathered around to compare and decide the winner.
"It can be said that Jia Jun's poem has greatly exceeded his usual performance level. Unexpectedly, it still falls short of Gong Jin's "Mountain Journey"."
"The word "wan" in the last sentence here is the most wonderful..."
"Brother Zhou, every word and stroke has a chilling artistic conception. I think it at least condenses the human soul."
Everyone has a good level of appreciation, and the winner takes all, so everyone was discussing the poem "Mountain Journey" for a while.
"This time, Gong Jin should win!" Wang Mu said with a smile on his face.
"I lost!" Jia Jun smiled sadly, but then the expression on his face disappeared. He took the jade pen on the stone table and handed it to Chen Hongyu.
"Brother Zhou, I lost, this is the bet."
Chen Hongyu saw that although he had a look of reluctance, he showed no resentment. He casually handed over the magical weapon that was extremely precious to him, and then glanced at the people around him.
"No, this time it's just a poetry fight. It's all used to mediate the atmosphere." He said, pushing the pen back: "Since I already own this pen, I can handle it. I see that you like it very much, Brother Jia.
This pen will be given to him as a gift to you!"
"This, this!" Even though Jia Jun was very nervous, he never reacted.
After some refusals, Jia Jun still accepted the jade pen and solemnly said to Chen Hongyu: "If Brother Zhou has any mission in the future, I, Jia Jun, will definitely agree. Wu'an County dare not say, at least in Daze County, my Jia family will definitely accept the request."
We will do our best to help.”
In his opinion, Chen Hongyu's talent and character are worthy of such a heavy promise.
For a time, the atmosphere became even more harmonious.