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Everyone followed the direction that Chu He was looking in, and looked at the desert outside the window.
With just a few words, Chu He completely depicted the desolate scene outside.
"I... I can't even find a single word to replace it! "
Immediately, a meticulous scholar discovered this problem and spoke with a surprised expression.
When these words came out, all the scholars present began to wonder if there were any words in the poem that could be replaced.
However, they were shocked to discover that there was not a single word in the poem that could be replaced!
This was simply an ancient saying!
However, just as everyone was still immersed in their shock, Chu He opened his mouth again after hearing the crow's cry from outside:
"The old tree, the crow, the little bridge, the running water.
"The westerly wind of the ancient road is thin and thin, the sun is setting in the west, and the people who cut off their intestines are at the ends of the world."
The bronze buckles on everyone present suddenly shrank, and even their hearts unconsciously accelerated along with it.
This was yet another perfect edict!
It was also a godly work that could not be replaced by any word in the entire text!
At this moment, he could hear the crows outside calling nonstop.
At the same time, the scene from Chu He's poem couldn't help but appear in his mind!
That was such a desolate scene, and it actually made people feel inexplicably disappointed!
This poem was something that probably no one could surpass in the future!
But just when he thought Chu He had finished, he suddenly heard a burst of hissing sounds from outside.
It was the sound of the twelve Ferghana Horses pulling the enormous palanquin!
When Chu He heard this voice, for a moment, he was once again inspired. Once again, he took a few steps forward and recited:
"Wine, wine, night cup, drink the lute immediately!"
Drunk on the battlefield, Lord Grim, Gu Lai, and the others returned.
Everyone:!
"Fear from a scholar + 9999."
"Fear Value from Sikong Qianxue + 9999."
Drunken Lying on the Sand Arena, Lord Grim. The ancients fought for a few moments and then returned!
What kind of level was this to be able to write such a sensational poem!?
I'm afraid this isn't a monster!
Another verse in the blink of an eye?
Even a fairy in heaven needed to think about it!
Everyone in the audience was so shocked that their jaws almost couldn't close. This was yet another poem of the Seven Words Law.
Moreover, it was another poem with a completely different style!
The most important thing was that it was an irreplaceable and unique saying!
After Chu He finished this sentence, he paused for a while, as if he was thinking about something.
"Phew ?" He finally lost his inspiration! If this goes on, my little heart won't be able to take it anymore! "
Seeing that Chu He had finally stopped, the people below the stage secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
"The Long Clouds Dark Snow Mountain, Solitary City Gazes at the Gate of Heaven.
Huang Sha, Battle Armor Piercing Golden Armor, will not return until he breaks through the heavens. "
Everyone:!
"Fear from a scholar + 9999."
"Fear Value from Sikong Qianxue + 9999."
Brother! Can you be a person?
Can you give normal people a chance to live!?
Why is this another poem of seven lines!
It was another poem that had existed for a thousand years!
Is your home a wholesale inspiration and talent?
Can you sell us some?
"The Yellow Sand Battle Armor, will not return until it is broken!" I am afraid no one in this world can match Young Master Li's level! "
A few scholars who had originally despised Chu He could not help but praise him.
This was the Tianyi Country, the Heaven Gate trial was the place where the Tianyuan Kingdom entered the Western Wasteland.
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Right now, almost no one dared to look down on Chu He again, and on the contrary, they admired him from the bottom of their hearts!
After all, Chu He's talent is really too shocking. If the other party was slightly above you, you might be jealous.
But when he stands on the summit of Everest and looks at you, then you must bow down to him!
At that moment, many scholars had already been completely subdued by Chu He's poems!