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In Bu Feifan's opinion, the poem "Swordsman" was at best able to break through the immortal rank.
After all, the content or artistic conception involved in this poem is not very strong.
So, in these three days, Bu Feifan wrote the song "Swordsman".
You know, most of the more than 5,000 poems he wrote in the past three days were specially selected to write those poems that were relatively weak in content or artistic conception. He only dared to pick out one or two poems a day and write them out.
And the reason why he wanted to do this was mainly because he was worried that writing too many poems of too high a grade would attract the attention or covet of others, thus causing unnecessary trouble and danger!
After all, apart from the coveting and hostility of monsters and ghosts towards 'Confucianism', the incident of 'Wen Nu' also gave Bu Feifan a head-on blow, making him have to be cautious and vigilant in the human city!
Although his previous cultivation level of the "Xiucai" realm was barely enough, but if he really dared to openly write a large number of holy poems or top-level poems one after another, once people found out and spread them, it would be difficult to guarantee that those whose cultivation bases were higher His high-level Confucianism cultivators will not have any dirty thoughts, so they secretly attack him, trying to control him as a 'literary slave'.
After all, only the original creators of Tai Xue Dao works such as "poems, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting" can exert their full power 100%, and others can only exert 60 to 70% of their power when they borrow them.
Therefore, for Confucianism cultivators, each original 'poetry' that enters the product is extremely precious, especially the higher the grade of the poem, the more precious it is.
Because, the higher the level of poetry, not only can bring them more "heavenly literary spirit" to improve their cultivation, but also improve their combat power.
Especially the original 'Holy Poems', whose preciousness is so precious that even Confucian cultivators at the level of a university scholar will be moved!
Therefore, if it is known that Bu Feifan can produce a "large amount" of "sacred poems" or top immortal poems, at that time, even Confucianism cultivators at the university level will probably be tempted.
After all, this mythical world is also a world where the weak prey on the strong. Only when one's own strength is strong enough can one have everything. If one's strength is not enough, one may fall at any time, and even end up in a dire state.
Therefore, if there is a chance to obtain higher combat power and improve the cultivation power faster, those "Confucianism Cultivator" powerhouses, except for some people who are truly benevolent and moral or proud and talented, most of the others are May covet the shot.
Therefore, in order to be vigilant, Bu Feicai did not choose those poems and articles that involved content or artistic conception to be too scary, and tried to choose those poems with poor artistic conception or content to write, even if he chose some stronger poems to write. , and try to control it below the sixth grade.
But I didn't expect that after this "Swordsman" poem was approved by the "Tai Xue Dao" in the dark, it could reach the level of a sixth-grade fairy poem.
This is somewhat beyond Bu Feifan's expectations!
After Bu Feifan dispersed "Swordsman", he drove the boat and landed on the ground.
Immediately, with a slight movement of his thoughts, "Early Hair Baidi City" was also retracted, the boat dissipated, and the Palace of Literature was closed.
Just like that, Bu Feifan turned into a graceful and weak scholar again.
"Brother Bu, are you okay?!"
Fang Yishao sprinted out from a distance, and ran to Bu Feifan's side panting, with a concerned expression on his face.
After she was sent to a safe place by Bu Feifan just now, she has been paying attention to Bu Feifan's situation nervously. After seeing him kill Lu Sun, she hurriedly ran towards the direction where he fell.
"fine."
Bu Feifan smiled slightly.
In a blink of an eye, he glanced over and found that Fang Yishao had a rolling pin in his hand at some point.
At the moment, Bu Feifan couldn't help being a little curious, and asked, "Yi scoop, you are holding a rolling pin, what are you trying to do?!"
"Holding it makes me feel safer!"
Fang Yishao waved the rolling pin in his hand, stared at his big clear eyes, and smiled.
"Well"
Bu Feifan looked over and put down the rolling pin less than half a meter long in his hand, feeling a little speechless.
Just such a rolling pin, what sense of security can there be!
While complaining in my heart, Bu Fei?Looking up and looking around, I found that within a radius of 100 meters, it was almost turned into ruins. The buildings collapsed into pieces, and many lives were buried under them.
In addition, the girl in green has also disappeared.
have they gone? !
As soon as he thought about it, Bu Feifei felt a little curious and strange: "Sad and strange flowerLing Wangzongin green clothescould it be her?!"
Immediately afterwards, Bu Feifan took another look at the common people who were probing their heads in the distance.
He found that they were all very afraid of himself, and even those diners who dared to tease him just now, when they saw his gaze, all lowered their heads and quickly retracted their heads, looking very frightened.
Bu Feifan knew that they were not afraid of him, but his power.
This is the natural fear and fear of the weak towards the strong!
For a while, Bu Feifei sighed with emotion.
"Let's go, it's getting late, why don't I take you back first!"
Immediately, turning his head to look at Fang Yishao beside him, Bu Feifan said softly.
This girl didn't waste her life just now, and when she saw the battle was over, she immediately ran over to care about him.
"MmmmOkay, Brother Bu, please!"
Hearing Bu Feifan's proposal, Fang Yishao immediately showed an extremely cheerful smile and nodded repeatedly.
Afterwards, the two gradually drifted away under the watchful eyes of everyone in the distance.
Only the afterglow of the setting sun elongated the shadows of the two, and they slowly moved closer together!