1375. Chapter 1375 Mutual Appreciation?

The last scene is a comparison of texts. As for the comparison of texts, there are many ways.

It can be compared to writing poems and writing Fu, it can also be compared to calligraphy and painting, it can even be compared to chess and tea ceremony, or it can just come up with some weird questions and let you give more appropriate answers.

In short, there are many kinds, and there are many kinds.

As for the judgment, it is also done by an ancient treasure passed down from the Yanmu family.

In the end, some use of the power of heaven and earth will still be shown, and the final moment of deciding the winner is no less than a fiery martial arts scene.

As for which type the two sides choose to play, it is decided by both parties through negotiation.

If the negotiation is unsuccessful, a type of treasure will be randomly designated for competition.

When Lin Yun arrived at the ring, a treasure appeared above the ring, but it was a combination of a golden bell and a jade tripod.

Powerful spiritual power diffused from above, faintly surrounding the fluctuations around the bell and tripod, with writings and paintings surging, showing the great wisdom of the world.

"The bell rings and the cauldron eats!" Such a word flashed in Lin Yun's mind.

"It turns out that even such a powerful family of practitioners is just pursuing a peaceful and quiet life with orderly movements."

Lin Yun smiled slightly in his heart. This kind of life is what most people in the world pursue.

.......

The guy Lin Yun faced was named Ren Zhen.

Ren Zhen, with a face as white as jade, three long strands of beard, and black and white eyes, is actually an elegant person.

After practicing for seven or eight thousand years, he is only at the emperor level.

In order to cover up the gap in his cultivation, he usually read, wrote, and raised flowers and insects, but he was able to hang out with the Supreme and work under Yan Mulie.

He stood firmly on the ring and looked at Lin Yun with a gentle smile on his face, like a humble gentleman.

He wanted to use this image to arouse Lin Yun's favor, so that Lin Yun would fall into his cage unknowingly.

In other words, from this moment on, the battle has begun.

However, this kind of combat power requires strong mental support.

Lin Yun's mental power is already at the level of the Alchemist Emperor, while Ren Zhen's mental power is only at the level of the Holy Alchemist Emperor.

Above the Alchemy Emperor in the cultivation realm are the Holy Alchemy Emperor, the Heavenly Alchemy Emperor, the Alchemy Emperor, and the Holy Alchemy Emperor...

Each realm of the Holy Alchemy Emperor, the Heavenly Alchemy Emperor, and the Alchemy Lord is divided into four small levels, namely Yun Shen, Casting God, Refining God, and Spiritual Light.

Above the Holy Alchemy Lord, the small levels of each realm are different.

Lin Yun is a god-refining level of Alchemy Lord.

Therefore, from this perspective, Ren Zhen is far behind Lin Yun.

However, he overestimated his ability and competed with Lin Yun in terms of mental strength.

"Master Yanmu, although you are not the son of the Yanmu family here, I still think that you are the most outstanding talent in the world."

Ren Zhen said these words, his words mixed with some secret techniques he learned in books, and he came towards Lin Yun.

Lin Yun just pretended not to know, and pretended to be tempted by him, with a look of surprise on his face, and said, "Sir, you are really my best friend."

Ren Zhen was overjoyed. This boy was really new to the world. How could he know the magic in this ancient secret book? He was poisoned by me.

I'm going to deepen it a little bit more.

"Yes! I am someone who cherishes young heroes. Mr. Yanmu can be said to be the number one young hero in the world."

Lin Yun's eyes shone with emotion, and he said with a trembling voice, "It is really a blessing for Yan Muyun to be appreciated by Mr. Yan today."

Lin Yun's appearance made Yan Mulie extremely excited.

Yan Mu Shishi sneered, "This Ren Zhen is really a master of his own trade. I have talked with the young master several times. His mental strength is incomparable to yours."

Qing Xiao pouted even more, and said secretly in her heart, "Bad brother, he is still an expert when it comes to acting."

Zhu Ziyu whispered from the side: "Sister, if you use this method to deceive girls, I'm afraid you can deceive a lot of them."

"Huh!" Qing Xiao snorted coldly, and Zhu Ziyu didn't dare to say anything.

On the ring, the performances of both sides continued.

"Master Yanmu, don't say that. We are just heroes who cherish each other." Ren Zhen said so emotionally that he even shed tears.

"Why not, let's do better than poetry. When heroes meet, we can express our feelings through poetry."

Ren Zhen lost no time in expressing his request. In terms of poetry, he was well-read and memorized a lot, which was his strength.

Lin Yun saw that he was showing his fox tail, and he also said that he liked it.

But his eyes suddenly became extremely clear, and he laughed loudly and shouted: "Okay, let's compare poems."

The sound was like thunder, and it also countered the mysterious waves that Ren Zhen had invaded him.

Ren Zhen suffered this double blow, but his soul was damaged, blood oozed from the corners of his eyes, and he became dumbfounded, like a ghost standing on the ring.

Yan Mulie, who was currently excited, had a stiff face, and a bad feeling welled up from the bottom of his heart.

"Buzz!"

The bell and tripod suspended in the center above the arena projected a circular light curtain.

Both parties only need to write their own poems on the light curtain with the power of spiritual consciousness.

Naturally, some strange scenes will appear on the light screen, allowing the two sides to compete.

"Ren Zhen! If you want to have sympathy with my hero, who do you think you are? Not even a bear."

Lin Yun shouted loudly again, waking up the stupid Ren Zhen.

Ren Zhen wiped the bloodshot eyes from the corners of his eyes and shook his head vigorously a few times to stimulate his mind and cheer him up.

"Yan Muyun! Don't be complacent. Playing some tricks is nothing. Now, I will let you see my horror."

He tried to encourage himself with these words to strengthen his confidence.

He walked slowly to the front of the light curtain, cleared his throat, and recited loudly. He used his mental power to turn the content of his recitation into words and engraved it on the light curtain.

"The autumn bushes around the house are like Tao's, and the sun is gradually setting around the fence. It's not that I prefer chrysanthemums among flowers, but there are no more flowers after this flower blooms."

As he recited, the light curtain had transformed into a farmer's hedge, flowers around the branches, and the sunset in the west mountain, and the dusk was vast.

It was a long scroll, winding towards Lin Yun.

Don't look at it as just a scroll, but it has great lethality.

If Lin Yun didn't fight back at this time, he would be injured by the scroll and fail in an instant.

"Good!" Yan Mulie, with a stiff face, saw such a magical scene and shouted loudly.

You know, it's rare to be able to make Zhongding show such a powerful scene.

This means that even if this poem is not as good as the poet saint, it is not far behind.

Following Yan Murie, the strong men of Hongyan City also shouted loudly.

Then, the people outside the tree were also surprised by this scene. The various talents in Hongyan City were all outstanding, but they were worried about themselves.

Lin Yun sneered, it was just plagiarism, not even a word was changed.

He did not write any poem, but shouted loudly: "Bullshit Ren Zhen! This poem is novel and natural, unconventional. How can you think of it? It must come from an ancient book."

"Plagiarism and cheating, shameless!"

Lin Yun's shout hit the bell and tripod, and his mental power had stimulated the bell and tripod, causing it to shake violently.

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