"What the hell!" Outside Rouyuan, inside Chen Luo's car, a green lotus was spinning angrily in the air, "It actually popped me out!"
Yun Siyao took a sip of tea and said, "Senior Brother, you have recovered to the level of a great Confucian scholar!"
"Then why don't I go in and be a strange flower?" Lang Feixian said angrily, and suddenly a series of exclamations came from outside the car. Lang Feixian quickly flew out of the car and landed on the mastiff Lingling: "What's wrong? "
When the mastiff Lingling saw that it was the uncle, she quickly straightened her body to let the green lotus fall more comfortably, and said: "My boss opened the flower as soon as he stretched out his hand, and they all started shouting."
Yun Siyao also showed his head out of the carriage at this time, looking up at the image in the sky. Since Rouyuan is a formation arrangement, it will naturally reflect the images of the period. After all, there are many masters and great scholars waiting for another famous book to be published in Rouyuan. They can also analyze it as soon as possible, but The scene at this time really surprised them.
I know that you, Chen Luo, are very beautiful, but you don’t want to touch them and the flowers will bloom!
The master of flower urging!
But the fact is right in front of us, that strange flower is blooming!
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In the soft garden.
Chen Luo stretched out his hand and picked off the blooming flower. He sensed it and found that it was probably equivalent to the level of a seventh-grade cultural treasure.
No, this grade cannot be called a cultural treasure, it is just a stationery at best.
Even though Chen Luo was so calm now, all the students who had just been teleported in were dumbfounded.
This is not the information they received when they came!
Doesn’t it mean that you should write your own poems on paper in the soft garden, then wrap the flower branches with paper, and finally encourage the flowers to bloom?
"Have... the rules of Rouyuan changed?" A student from Caotang Academy murmured. There happened to be a strange flower next to him, so he stretched out his hand to pick it, but suddenly there was an "ah" sound, and his hand was covered by the branches of the flower. The barbs pierced the skin. The student did not give up, wrapped his palm with awe-inspiring righteousness, and continued to pick it off. However, even if he exhausted all his strength, the strange flower was still a bud and he could not pick it off the branch.
"Hou... Lord Hou, what's going on?" Xia Qingchuan from Huanghe Academy jumped to Chen Luo, blinked his big eyes and asked delicately.
"This...I don't know either!" Chen Luo shrugged.
fart!
Of course Chen Luo knew what was going on, but he couldn't tell.
It was only after he reached out his hand and heard Wang Bugui's reminder that the senior brother of Tianxin Academy had bad intentions. In this soft garden, every poem blooms. If the poems are wasted on low-grade exotic flowers, wouldn't it mean that there is less chance of obtaining a high-grade exotic flower?
But Chen Luo still stretched out his hand, because he noticed that a ray of cultural energy actually flew out of the dreamland flower forest and followed his hand into the strange flowers. Then, the strange flowers bloomed.
Regarding this, the spirit of the secret realm explained to him that the power of the Rouyuan Formation does not come from heaven, so it can be catalyzed by the Wenhua of the Dreamland Flower Forest!
In other words, Chen Luo does not need to compose poems or lyrics for the rare flowers below the third grade in Rouyuan, he can just pick them directly!
At this time, the most surprising thing for Chen Luo was the sentence "The origin of power does not come from heaven"! This was the first time he heard such comments since he came to this world.
Also, what about the bird statue that I saw with the help of the Book of Life and Death when I first entered Rouyuan?
There is something weird about this Rouyuan!
"Hou...Mr. Hou?" Xia Qingchuan blinked again. What happened to this Wu Hou? He was stunned after just one word.
He is dull and doesn't understand why his senior sister from his college likes him so much?
By the way, he must not want to answer me, so he is pretending to be stupid!
Senior sister said that boys who can pretend to be stupid have all kinds of tricks on their minds!
Xia Qingchuan quickly thought of a whole set of logic in his little head, then stamped his feet, said angrily "hum" towards Chen Luo, turned around and ran away.
Chen Luo came back to his senses at this time, and saw Xia Qingchuan snorting at him and running away quickly, with a confused look on his face.
At this time, the faces of the students from Tianxin Academy almost turned the color of pig liver. He looked around at the students around him and suddenly said: "Master Marquis, you don't want to catch all these rare flowers at once, do you?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically. Seeing the way Chen Luo stretched out his hands, maybe he could really do this.
Sensing the atmosphere present, the students of Tianxin Academy seemed to have gained confidence again: "Everyone who can enter Rouyuan has earned their place through hard work. If the Marquis respects himself, he will withdraw from Rouyuan to enjoy the flowers this time. "
"We will definitely spread the name of the Marquis!"
The scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Chen Luo. Wang Bugui was about to yell and curse, but Chen Luo stopped him.
Chen Luo looked at the students at Tianxin Academy and said calmly: "I write martial arts, and ordinary people can understand martial arts from them."
"I wrote about the Three Kingdoms, and military strategists were established because of it!"
"I write poems, lyrics, and music, and each one is a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation."
"The cultural heritage I carry with me is enough to reach the sky, and strange flowers bloom as soon as I touch it."
"What? Do the fair rules become unfair because I am too good?"
The students of Tianxin College felt the aura of Chen Luo who had been above others for a long time, and said through gritted teeth: "The way of heaven is to make up for the shortcomings when there is more damage!"
"Wu Hou, you don't need these resources, why are you still fighting with us? This is not in line with the way of heaven, this is the path of a saint!"
"Fang Yingjie, shut up!" Before Chen Luo could say anything, a voice shouted out loudly. Ling Jueding from Caotang Academy turned into a rainbow light and pulled out a rusty ancient sword from his waist. , pointed at Fang Yingjie, "If you say what you just said again, Ling Jue will invite you to fight to the death!"
"Senior Brother Ling, if your cultivation level is higher than his, some people will say that you bully the small ones. If we want to fight to the death, I will do it." At this time, Liu Chenzhou from the Shihao family gently waved a white paper fan and walked slowly over. "Fang Yingjie and I have the same cultivation level, and we are both descendants of the Holy Clan, so there's no telling who is taking advantage!"
With that said, Liu Chenzhou walked up to Chen Luo and bowed again: "Before, there were too many people talking outside, so it's inconvenient to talk too much. My ancestor once heard that Wuhou said something about the thirty-six great scholars in the Jin Dynasty. He attracted cranes in the clear sky. He felt relieved and invited Wuhou to take some time. At that time, come to my house as a guest!"
"Thank you! I will definitely come and visit!" Chen Luo returned the gift. At this time, the little girl Xia Qingchuan who had run away jumped out from nowhere, holding a small dagger in her hand. The tassel of the dagger was woven with a red rope. Mistmon's little doll. She looked at Fang Yingjie and said crisply: "My senior sister said that if Wuhou becomes a saint, the human race will prosper! How dare you curse Wuhou and break the holy way in front of everyone? No need for Senior Brother Liu to take action, I will fight with you."
"If you dare to hurt me, just wait to be hunted down by my ninety-nine brothers!"
Following the statements of these three people, most of the students who were standing behind Fang Yingjie disappeared in an instant. Fang Yingjie was also frightened at this time, but he was caught in a loophole because of his quick words. He immediately bent down and saluted: "Forgive me, Marquis Wu. I didn't mean to offend you, it was just a slip of the tongue. I have been in self-isolation for three years since I left Rouyuan. To make up for today's slip of the tongue. However, I still want to fight for everyone about this rare flower in Rouyuan."
After all, Fang Yingjie was a disciple of the Fang family's secret realm clan school. He kept explaining his words, showing that he admitted his mistakes in a low profile and punished himself, but he still did not forget to conclude that this was a mistake of words. Finally, the topic was brought to Rouyuan. The implication was that I had suffered for everyone, and you, Chen Luo, were using your power to bully others.
You know, everyone is watching from the outside!
Chen Luo wouldn't be angry with this in private, let alone live broadcast?
Chen Luo first returned the courtesy and thanked Ling Jueding, Liu Chenzhou and Xia Qingchuan one by one. People may not necessarily draw the sword for themselves, but they do draw the sword for themselves, and this is something to be thanked for.
Then Chen Luo stood still, with a faint smile on his lips, and looked at Fang Yingjie: "There is no need to punish myself for three years. Can you break my holy path with just a few words? If the human race abandons me, I will break my holy path. "The human race is willing to tolerate me, but it's useless even if you scream to the sky."
The first meaning is, you don’t have to be punished! You don’t have to say what generations have suffered! Another meaning is that my holy way is a majestic and righteous way, and it is not your turn to point fingers.
Then, Chen Luo spoke again: "Rouyuan is a blessing brought by Princess Roufu and Leyacheng to scholars all over the world. Naturally, I don't have the right to monopolize it. I won't do it, and I don't even bother to do it."
To be clear, I have this exclusive ability, but I don’t bother to use it. This is what I gave up, not what Fang Yingjie helped you earn back with his words.
In fact, Chen Luo has no interest in exotic flowers below the third grade. He wants rare flowers because those of third grade and above can be almost used as hard currency to exchange for cultural treasures. Even if he collects a thousand or two thousand flowers for those below third grade, he will only get back some low-level cultural treasures, and will offend everyone in the world. Cost-effectiveness too low.
After Chen Luo finished his expression, he saw that everyone's expressions were relieved, and then said: "You are all the seeds of future great scholars. You should understand that I have opened a six-thousand-mile road to heaven. No matter how powerful Wenhua is, I will only benefit from the six-thousand-mile road." The rare flowers under the third rank and above must still be urged to bloom with poetry and culture!"
The implication is that I have to try out the third-grade and above exotic flowers, but this is just normal competition. This cannot be false, after all, you have to write poems and essays.
"Finally..." Chen Luo suddenly took a few steps forward and came to Fang Yingjie. Fang Yingjie was shocked and was about to retreat, but Chen Luo took out the strange flower he had just broken off and put it in Fang Yingjie's hand. His face was gentle.
"Fang Ji of your college saluted me for you, and I have to return it!"
"You treat me with the heart of a villain, and I should treat you with the heart of a gentleman."
"Giving this strange flower to you is like buying a poem from you. You can think about it carefully and think about it carefully to see if you are wrong. If you can figure it out, you can take two more steps on the road; if you can't figure it out, then just It’s up to you.”
"I still have to pick flowers for my senior sister, so I don't have time to enlighten you."
With that said, Chen Luo's body of mortal energy stirred, and the true meaning of the Seven Injury Fist came back as expected. Chen Luo spurted out a mouthful of blood, and everyone was shocked. Ling Jueding flashed to Chen Luo's side in an instant, supported Chen Luo, and stretched out his hand to explore. He frowned and said, "Five labors and seven injuries, Wuhou, what's going on?"
Chen Luo waved his hand and said weakly: "Don't make any noise! I'm just teaching martial arts for the human race. I have suffered some minor hardships. It doesn't matter."
After saying that, he saluted everyone again: "To say something cheesy, I wish you all flowers to bloom and wealth!"
"Cough cough cough cough... I'm going to pick flowers for my senior sister!"
After saying that, he slowly turned around and walked towards the depths of the flower field. Ling Jueding quickly protected him by his side. Everyone bowed and shouted in unison: "I wish Wuhou the flowers bloom and wealth!"
Xia Qingchuan rubbed his wet eyes, and pointed the small sword again: "I, Xia Qingchuan, swear on the lives of my ninety-nine brothers, whoever dares to speak ill of Wuhou in the future, I will fight him to the death!"
Liu Chenzhou also closed his fan at this time, glanced at Fang Yingjie who was holding flowers and meditating, and sighed: "Marquis Wu, what a great person!"
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Outside Rouyuan.
Yun Siyao's face turned red and he said angrily: "You bastard, you are making trouble with me again!"
Qinglian, transformed into Lang Feixian, smiled softly: "This is how the character can stand up! The young boy was seriously injured, vomited blood and picked flowers, but he was so civilized... Tsk, tsk, tsk, but in the end, Fang Yingjie was educated, and the holy light was about to emerge. No, it doesn’t look like my junior brother’s style!”
Mastiff Lingling said slowly: "I'm afraid the boss knows that we are watching him..."
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