Chapter 667: Three thousand poems

When this man came in, he clearly felt that Chen Luo had only the third level of cultivation, and it was not easy to deal with a third level with his fourth level strength.
But he never thought that he would be drawn out before he had finished speaking.
Even more weird is that he didn't feel any fluctuations in spiritual power, and he was completely traced, and was beaten for no reason.
He asked himself that even a monk facing the Fifth Realm could not have no backhand and could not notice the slightest breath.
"impossible!?"
How could a monk in the third realm have such strength.
The man's unbelievable spiritual power was arranged with several layers of protective aura at the same time outside the body, and a magic weapon of defense was sacrificed.
After thinking that he was foolproof, he lifted his foot and wanted to continue to walk into Tianxiangfang, but unexpectedly there was another sharp pain on the cheek on the right. His body flew out of the sky again for nearly ten meters and rolled down the street.
"Wow!"
He spouted a mouthful of blood, and there were a few teeth in the blood.
This time, not only the man was stunned, but even Shengrong was stunned.
Almost instantly, the body protection aura and the defensive magic weapon on the man were broken, completely different from none.
Even Sheng Rong and others were dull and understood at this time that Chen Luo was more than just the third realm.
"I'll go back to life!"
The man dropped an ambiguous sentence and ran away in embarrassment.
His face is swollen like a pig's head at this time, where there is still a face here.
When Gu Xiaolou looked at the monk's second flight, he knew that the situation might be different from what he expected. The man in front of him was unexpectedly powerful.
I am afraid that what Chen Luo said is not afraid of the Seventh Prince, it is not just arrogance, but really has this confidence.
"carry on."
Gu Xiaolou was stunned for a moment, and he did not dare to refuse at this time. He had to say again, "Walk alone to the west building, Yueru hook, the lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks the autumn..."
Before Gu Xiaolou finished, Chen Luo smiled and interrupted, "She keeps cutting, the reason is chaotic, it's out of sorrow, not the general taste."
Gu Qingqing and Gu Xiaolou both froze in an instant. Gu Qingqing was shocked by the second half of the words Chen Luo read out, which perfectly fit the first half, just like a word.
The reason why Gu Xiaolou was shocked is that this is really a special word!
But how did Chen Luo know?
Is this guy a player?
"Wow, hahaha, the anchor is stunned!"
"This is a typical example of pretending not to be anti-grass, ha ha ha ha, I laughed to death!"
"Poof, the anchor must be thinking, who am I? Where am I, am I still in reality?"
"This guy is a player."
"It must be the player, it is estimated that I heard that "Water Song Head" before I came to find fault.
...
"Are you a player?"
Gu Xiaolou asked with a dismayed expression in Mandarin.
Chen Luo pretended not to understand, but just smiled faintly. "Is it strange that I know the shortcomings of this word?"
Chen Luo waved a hand, and a thick ancient book appeared in his hand, and then threw it at Gu Xiaolou.
Gu Xiaolou took the book in amazement, and then saw the cover written "Three Thousand Poems", the author signed Li Taibai.
He froze in his heart, and immediately turned the first page.
"Just not see the water of the Yellow River coming to heaven..."
"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang Xue Ming..."
Gu Xiaolou has several pages, all of which are poems by Li Bai.
He turned back suddenly, not only Li Bai, Du Fu, Lord Li, Li Qingzhao, Xin Qiji, Liu Yong, etc., the works of these famous poets and poets in history can be included.
Gu Xiaolou casually turned a few pages, basically the masterpieces of those celebrities.
This thick stack not only included Tang poetry and Song Ci, but as long as it was those poems that were famous throughout the ages, almost all of them were included.
Gu Xiaolou was instantly embarrassed and felt that his face was a little hot. He just said that he made it himself. People now come up with a portfolio to slap his face.
He also had some doubts in his heart, and also had a feeling of sorrow and indignation, which started so fast!
All of them have printed all their works into a volume. I don’t know if poems like squeezing toothpaste can be taken out bit by bit to be the most powerful!
Now the road to Laozi is blocked!
"No, I laughed at Lao Tzu. Whoever is so good, has already published a collection of poems!"
"This is the real way to go to others, leaving others nowhere to go! (Funny.jpg)"
"Our Taixian Li Taibai, I'm afraid I can't even dream about it. Will I be famous again in another world?"
"Should this person do it right now?"
"The anchor's wishful abacus won't work, hahaha!"
...
When I saw the collection of poems in the live broadcast room, all of them laughed and started to gloat over.
Gu Xiaolou felt a bit wrong at this time. If this collection of poems was really published, I am afraid that it would have been circulated everywhere in Dajing City, and the song "When Will There Be Moon" will not cause a sensation.
Chen Luo saw through Gu Xiaolou what he was thinking at a glance. In fact, when he heard Gu Qingqing singing this song, he decided to block the road completely.
Because there is always want to use the things in reality to make profits in the fairy world, instead of focusing on cultivation, as more and more players will later, it will only bring the atmosphere of the fairy world.
Therefore, Chen Luo simply put all the poetry collections on the mainland of Kyushu, and all the bookstores in the territory of all ethnic groups were put on the shelves.
It won't take long for these poems to be known to everyone who recites it. If the player shamelessly said that he did it, it would only increase the laughter.
Moreover, Chen Luo not only blocked the poems, but also banned all the classic novels.
As long as it is a masterpiece in reality, what are the Water Margins and the like, they cannot be recalled in the world of Xianxia, ​​nor can they be presented in text in the live broadcast room.
Chen Luo spread his hand and smiled, "Look, your last use value is gone, or get out early, don't stay the good thing of the bad boy."
Chen Luo said, striding toward Gu Qingqing's position.
Gu Xiaolou knew that it was impossible to run away, but he was still unwilling. He threw the poetry collection in his hand against Chen Luo, then pulled Gu Qingqing around and ran downstairs.
But as soon as he lifted his feet, he found that he ran and ran. The two people not only did not run far, but flew backward toward Chen Luo's position.
Chen Luo reached out and was about to grab Gu Qingqing. Gu Xiaolou shouted angrily, "Old and immortal, take action, the young master promises you!"
As soon as Gu Xiaolou's voice fell, he saw an aura of light exploding from him. The violent wind suddenly burst out, and the room was suddenly full of energy. Dozens of lightnings suddenly lit up in the box.
Chen Luo whispered, looking at the sky of thunder, and couldn't help being surprised.
He originally wanted to try Gu Xiaolou again, but he didn't expect that the other party was still hiding such a hand.
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