Chapter 465 Per Capita Traveler

Being a public servant is something that all time travelers like to do.

However, although the culture of this world is barren, but the emphasis is on practice, Wen Chaogong can only bring occasional sense of coercion, and cannot provide substantial help.

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

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

"Are you really going?"

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

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

"Of course, I just want to be quiet, so I can go and see those people's masterpieces."

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

"After so many years, it's time for you to go back. You know, the human race is the current Tianzun, but your cousin..."

Seeing Baili Zijin's frowning face, Yi Cheng sighed softly, stroked her front, and continued: "At the beginning, his departure caused the human race to almost perish, and you were displaced, but after all, he wanted to seek the ancestors and apprentices, and continue the human race." The foundation of the world..."

But before he finished speaking, Baili Zijin snorted coldly, turned and left, obviously unwilling to listen to his teaching.

Yi Cheng shrugged helplessly.

Now he has achieved Tianzun, and he is only one step away from reaching the seventh level of Wenwen.

Looking at the whole prehistoric world, he didn't think anyone was his opponent, not even the old Tianzun, the Earth Mother, was no exception.

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 whom she hadn't seen for nearly a thousand years.

...

Human Race, Baili City.

Because of the arrival of another Tianzun, it seemed extremely lively.

In the palace, Baili chanted her life and stared at the slim Baili Zijin, feeling a little absent-minded.

But Baili Zijin hid behind Yi Cheng, with his head down, holding the corner of his clothes, a little shy and afraid.

"Zijin..."

At this moment, Baili's chanting lost the majesty of the gods, stretched out her hand, and summoned Baili Zijin to go over, but Baili Zijin lowered her head and did not respond to him.

"Oh, it was my fault back then. I didn't take care of you offspring. Your parents died in that disaster. I thought you too..."

Baili Chanming let out a long sigh, then cupped his fists to Yi Cheng and thanked him: "Zijin, thanks to the protection of fellow Taoists all these years, the human race is willing to form a friendship with Daoyou for generations, and never betray each other!"

His words are very artistic, the human race promises not to betray Yi Cheng, but if Yi Cheng betrays the human race, the human race will naturally go to war.

Yi Cheng didn't care about his word games, he gently stroked Baili Zijin, comforted her, and then said with a smile: "This time, I came here to let Zijin recognize her relatives, and secondly, I came here for the battle of Si Wen. ..."

"Oh? Fellow Daoists are actually interested in these word games?"

In the eyes of people at the level of Baili's recitation of life, these so-called literary poems are all word games, small tricks, and it is difficult to wait for elegance.

Yi Cheng nodded and said: "In recent years, I have realized the way of becoming a sage, and I have realized a little bit. If I think about it, it will be helpful for becoming a sage."

"Fellow Daoist thinks so wholeheartedly, it's really admirable," Belle said after a few words of greeting, "Since Fellow Daoist wants to go and watch it, why not let me accompany you, and I happen to be going to inspect Siwen City too."

"How dare you dare..."

...

When Tianzun met, he was extraordinarily polite.

Now that the prehistoric order has been established, and the Dao ancestors are united, they hang high in the nine heavens, and the celestial beings have received special attention.

Therefore, it is generally not easy to cause troubles.

The situation now is completely different from the situation before the catastrophe. After hundreds of years, the prehistoric world has finally recovered a little bit, and there are more and more heavenly deities, but...

Except for the Dao ancestor who achieved the seventh level and condensed the original source, after joining the Tao, no one can inquire about the seventh level.

After grandly arranging Yi Cheng's residence, Baili Chanyun met Baili Chanming.

"Brother, what is he doing here?"

Baili suppressed the smile from the corner of her mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Besides letting Zijin recognize his relatives, there must be some conspiracy. His strength is unfathomable, and he is probably even higher than me, but it doesn't matter. In the territory of the human race, He has to restrain me too!"

Back then, the Taoist ancestor appointed the human race as the protagonist of this era, not just talk.

Here, if Yi Cheng acts wild, he has the confidence to drive him out.

"Go and inform Zhao Yueli that this battle of Siwen must be done beautifully. Yi Cheng and I, the two great heavenly venerables, will come to watch the battle in person!"

In the end, Belle waved her hand and gave orders.

...

Si Wencheng.

Zhao Yueli was stunned when he received the news.

Given such a surprise to her all of a sudden, how can she sneak attack at that time?

Now the plans are about to change.

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

otherwise……

She couldn't make him disappear from the world secretly.

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

"What to do? What to do?"

There are still three days left before the battle of Siwen begins...

It has to be said that this sudden surprise completely disrupted her layout.

This Han Xin was really not simple, for his own safety, even Yi Cheng was invited here.

She immediately figured out the cause and effect, it must be Yi Cheng who came, so Belle Sing Ming will also come!

Two Heavenly Venerates...

"For the current plan, 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.

After finishing writing, she felt that it was not enough, so she silently wrote three hundred Song Ci poems again.

After practicing, you can deeply explore the knowledge you have seen in your memory, and you can write it silently, which is actually very easy.

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

She flipped through the data submitted below, and she was shocked when she saw it.

Eighteen hundred people!

She only wrote 600 copies...

Gritting her teeth tightly, she searched her memory, frantically flipped through the books she had read, and wrote them silently.

Fortunately, she had read Tang Poetry, Song Ci and many other literary classics. Although she didn't remember them, she still searched for a thousand completed poems and ancient prose under the power of her memory!

"This should be enough!"

Finally, after looking at these ancient poems, she felt relieved.

In this way, Han Xin, Wenchao Gong, will definitely not be able to stand out!

In this way, she will have the opportunity to secretly attack him!

Since the other party has done such a great job, don't blame her!

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

I personally used my thoughts to incarnate, and the consciousness came to 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 match, you can sacrifice this poem, and you will be invincible and you will be number one!"

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

And her incarnation of consciousness calls herself a literary sage, who specializes in world literature and Taoism. Seeing that they are talented geniuses, that's why they specialize.

All in all, put yourself out of the way completely.

Moreover, all the consciousnesses she delivered were of the sixth level, so she couldn't 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 among them.

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

Belle, the contemporary god of the human race, recited her orders, and Yi Cheng, the steadfast suzerain master, came to Siwen City.

The occasion was once unprecedented!

It attracted most of the creatures from the surrounding races, and completely surrounded Siwen City.

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

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

On the huge open-air square arranged by Zhao Yueli, all the contestants stood upright and saluted to Belle and Yi Cheng successively.

Finally, he saluted Zhao Yueli, and at Zhao Yueli's command, pens and ink were distributed, and everyone began to write this composition.

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

It is a one-time knockout system.

The problem is that there is no problem.

Everyone randomly composed essays, poems and poems, in short, as long as the writing is good, it doesn't matter what the subject matter is, anyway, the prehistoric world is poor in culture, and there is no decent style format.

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

Yi Cheng pointed at Zhao Yueli, who was hosting the competition below, and commented.

Bai Li recited her life with a hearty smile: "That's natural, her talent is unparalleled, and it's a bit inferior to be appointed as the city lord of Siwen City."

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 Sang Ming smiled, 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 Spirit Tiger Clan, had always been friends with Yi Cheng, and Belle Sing Ming roughly guessed that Yi Cheng came for him.

"Fellow Daoist, I know a lot about Han Xin, so there's nothing to say about his literary talent, but I don't know how many of the world's best talents will be among the fellow Daoists."

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

only……

What happened next made him feel that the painting style was not right.

According to the competition system, as long as those who have completed it can recite their masterpiece aloud, there is no need to hand in the test paper.

The two heavenly deities came in person, and you can tell whether it is good or bad by hearing it.

Then……

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

"Looking up at the bright moon, bowing your head and thinking about your hometown!"

"The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stones flow down!"

"Stay firm on the green hills and not relax, the roots are originally in the broken rocks!"

"I urge the Lord of Heaven to cheer up and send down talents of all kinds!"

...

The more Yi Cheng listened, the more something was wrong, the corners of his mouth twitched constantly, listening to the voices of poetry reciting one after another, he had a crazy guess in his mind.

Is the per capita time traveler? ?