Great Wei scholar

"I don't know. There shouldn't be any trouble. Even if there is, there is no need to worry about it. It can't be solved anyway."

The latter answer is simple, but makes a lot of sense.

"I understand, thank you senior for your enlightenment."

Xu Qingxiao cupped his hands.

"It's okay, it's just a trivial matter."

"And I remember that there seems to be another way to suppress the demonic thoughts."

He waved his hand, thinking it was just a trivial matter.

At the same time, I thought of another thing, but I couldn't think of it for the time being.

Xu Qingxiao was very patient, standing aside and waiting quietly.

At this moment, the handsome man is like a treasure in Xu Qingxiao's eyes.

"I have some memories, very messy, need time to think about it."

He spoke, thinking seriously.

Xu Qingxiao nodded, not daring to disturb him, and waited quietly.

After a while.

He showed joy.

"I remember."

"In the line of Confucianism and Taoism, every time you improve a rank, you can use your talent to engrave an article or poem in your body."

"Besides, both poems and articles have miraculous effects. Would you like to try it?"

The handsome man opened his mouth and spoke the principles of Confucianism and Taoism.

"Engrave poems or articles in the body?"

Xu Qingxiao didn't expect such an operation to exist.

"Well, I have it in my memory."

"You can try it, it doesn't matter if you try it."

"Do you have any poems? Can't I help you think of one?"

The handsome man spoke up, worried that Xu Qingxiao didn't have any poems, and planned to compose a poem by himself.

"Then thank you senior."

Xu Qingxiao must be happy to get a poem for nothing.

Don't be in vain.

This person has a great background, even if he is not a great sage, he is also related to the great sage. His poems are at least semi-sacred poems, right?

Pick it up!

Xu Qingxiao was overjoyed.

"Okay, wait for me to brew it up, brother Xu, don't you just call me a handsome man."

The handsome man nodded, and at the same time told Xu Qingxiao not to call him senior, but to call him a handsome man.

Xu Qingxiao: "..."

"Seniority cannot be surpassed, and juniors dare not."

Called a handsome man?

Xu Qingxiao couldn't say this, so he might as well call Senior.

At the moment, Xu Qingxiao stood aside, waiting for the poem.

A quarter of an hour later.

The handsome man suddenly smiled, looking confident.

"There is."

After saying this, he opened his mouth slowly the next moment.

"Brother Xu is dying."

"Fortunately, there is still me."

"Take life from a desperate situation."

"Take off in one wave."

"Brother Xu, how are you?"

The handsome man finished reading the poem with great affection.

After reading it, he looked at Xu Qingxiao with a proud face and asked if he was okay.

Xu Qingxiao: "..."

How about your sister.

Is this poetry?

This is a treasure.

No, Shulaibao at least rhymes, and you don't even have a rhyme.

Wen Sheng?

That's it?

Xu Qingxiao was filled with depression, but she didn't dare to say a word.

Can only bite the bullet.

"Good poetry."

Chapter 19: Peerless Poetry, Condenser, Magic Ability

Although Xu Qingxiao is not a real scholar, he has attended at least nine years of compulsory education.

A poem read by a handsome man, can this be called poetry?

But there is no way, people have lost their memory, and it is not easy to write a poem in a quarter of an hour.

Xu Qingxiao can understand.

But Xu Qingxiao refused to engrave this poem in his body.

"Senior, after thinking about it, I should write a poem myself. After all, your status is too high, and I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress it."

Xu Qingxiao found a tactful reason and said so.

"That's right, ignore that."

The handsome man didn't realize at all that this was Xu Qingxiao's reason, but nodded instead.

"Then engrave it, and I'll help you watch it."

The handsome man nodded and asked Xu Qingxiao to engrave it.

"Uh...Senior, how do you engrave it?"

Xu Qingxiao also wanted to engrave it, but he didn't know how to do it.

"You just jump into the pool, mobilize your talents, and use the magic pen to visualize the words of the poem."

"However, there are two points you must not remember. Whether it is a poem or an article, once it is engraved, it must be connected."

"You can't be dull, otherwise you will fail the engraving. There are only three chances to engrave the tenth grade. Once you miss these three opportunities, you have to wait until the next time."

"Besides, you have just entered the product and lack talent. It is best not to engrave articles or the like, poetry is fine."

"Understand?"

The handsome man said seriously, telling Xu Qingxiao to pay attention to this.

"Thank you senior for your pointer."

Xu Qingxiao nodded, and at the same time began to search for poems and articles in his brain.

One thing that is very good is that Xu Qingxiao was a liberal arts student in her previous life, and she was particularly interested in ancient Huaxia's poems and articles, so she has read a lot and memorized a lot.

Let's not talk about the five hundred poems of the Tang and Song Dynasties.

Xu Qingxiao also knows a thing or two about the preface of the article.

Just considering the problem of talent, so I can only engrave poems.

What should be engraved on this first poem?

Xu Qingxiao thought about it seriously.

After half a sound.

Xu Qingxiao suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a poem.

At the moment, Xu Qingxiao recited it over and over in his mind. After all, he had to do it in one go. Wouldn't it be troublesome if he made a mistake?

"The full text is very long, the first half doesn't need to be engraved completely, just take part."

Xu Qingxiao looked at the talent in the pool, he weighed it, and decided to remove the front part, only the essence.

At the moment, there is hardly any hesitation.

Xu Qingxiao jumped into the pool.

The pool wasn't too big, so he could barely sit cross-legged, even if he wanted to stretch.

Then jump into the pool.

At this moment, all talents rushed forward.

Xu Qingxiao closed his eyes and used his pen to deify.

The talent was condensed and turned into a writing brush, which appeared above Xu Qingxiao's head.

"There is righteousness in the world."

"Miscellaneous Manifolds."

"The next one is Heyue."

"Above is the sun star."

At this moment, a majestic voice sounded in Xu Qingxiao's mind.

This is a righteous song.

For the ancient poems.

It is the ancient man Wen Tianxiang's understanding of Haoran righteousness.

Xu Qingxiao thought for a long time about what to engrave in his first article, after much deliberation, he finally came up with this poem.

Upright song.

Isn't Confucianism and Taoism the practice of righteousness?

Righteousness songs are most suitable for Haoran's righteousness.

There is a saying that is good, don't look for the best, only look for the most suitable.

Zhengqi Song should be quite suitable in theory.

However, what Xu Qingxiao didn't know was that Zhengqi Song was not just suitable.

boom!boom!boom!

As Xu Qingxiao's writing pen hanging from his head fell and appeared behind him to engrave the words, the whole palace of writing began to tremble.

Beams of blazing light intertwined in Wen Palace.

Like a chain of order, it is constantly intertwined, and various ways are born.