It is said that "I can read 300 Tang poems well and can recite them even if I can't write poems." Zhou Cheng naturally couldn't write poems. Even if he had Zhou Qingyuan's memory and knowledge, his way of thinking was completely different. It was not a matter of writing poems overnight...

However, it is still very easy to let him be a copywriter for a while, and he moved one or two poems from the earth in his previous life.☆→☆→, after all, after practicing, his spiritual consciousness is clear, and the books he read in his previous life and the knowledge he has come into contact with can be clearly visible. There are quite a few ancient poems in his memory.

In this world similar to ancient China, no matter how you give a question, it is difficult to go beyond the scope of "Three Hundred Poetry". Even if Li Qi was really tricky and weird in his title, Zhou Cheng was sure to get away with it.

It is really simple to confuse a guy who just clicked his power. As for the middle-aged man around Li Qi, it is a bit troublesome. A master in the early stage of the Spiritual Wisdom Realm is not so easy to deceive.

However, if it is really a last resort, Zhou Cheng wouldn't mind. Song Yan summoned the weapon and used the peak spiritual wisdom realm to "bully" the children.

Anyway, there are many fourth-level artifacts on the Endless Artifact Score, and it is nothing to waste one Songyan summoning weapon.

However, just as Zhou Cheng was about to agree, Cheng Jin said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, it's probably inappropriate for you to do this. Qingyuan has been away from the Handu Academy for five years and has entered the path of refining weapons. He is no longer a Confucian student. How can you take the exam for writing poetry? Why don't you compare the refining weapons with him?"

"Don't be rude to Your Highness!" The middle-aged man beside Li Qi shouted in a deep voice.

This middle-aged man has the cultivation level of the Spiritual Wisdom Realm. Even if he just shouts in a deep voice, it can cause considerable oppression for ordinary people. Cheng Jin is only a small achievement of spirit now, but he seems to have a secret treasure and is not afraid of this middle-aged man at all.

Cheng Jin's face was slightly cold and said, "Mr. Wang, aren't you afraid that I will get my uncle? Even if you are the guard of Your Eighteenth Highness, how dare you be so arrogant?"

Mr. Wang's expression changed slightly. It seemed that he thought of Cheng Jin's identity, and lowered his head slightly and stopped talking.

"Baste." Li Qi glanced at Mr. Wang with contempt, and then said to Cheng Jin: "This is a bad word. The weapon refiner is not an ascetic who only knows how to practice. I just heard Brother Zhou's words. He once said that he saw that the world is vast and the world is strange. I think the interest in poetry should be stronger. Do you think, Brother Zhou?"

"Qingyuan. Don't agree to him." Cheng Jin shook his head and said, "Li Qi is just making trouble. You are now famous as a weapon refiner in the world. The way you use to refine weapons is not worth your attention."

"Haha, Cheng Jin, you are too worried." Zhou Cheng smiled, patted Cheng Jin's shoulder lightly, then looked at Li Qi, and said, "Since the Eighteenth Highness has such a good mood, how dare I not accompany you? Please give me a question."

"Qingyuan?" Cheng Jin looked at Zhou Cheng with some concern. She didn't want Zhou Qingyuan, who had never won, to fall into Li Qi's plan, which was also a very unpleasant experience for her.

"Okay!" Li Qi smiled and said with a heartfelt smile: "It's really a pleasure to be a true immortal of the Earth Demon. In fact, I have already figured out the title, and it is also the most suitable for Brother Zhou. Let's use the title of "Immortal" as the title? Brother Zhou is called "The True Immortal". It should not be difficult to write a poem about immortals."

The title of immortals? Cheng Jin, Zhong Su and Zhao brothers were all a little surprised. This title is too simple. From ancient times to the present, there are countless poems that praise and praise the beauty of immortals. This is also the most popular type of poem. Many scholars can write one or two "Immortal Poems".

With Li Qi's heart, what is such a simple question? It's really strange.

Zhou Cheng was also happy in his heart. He didn't even have to think about the immortal poems. Li Bai's immortal poems were just as many. Not to mention other people in the world, he could now say dozens of immortal poems, and they were all excellent works, and even famous works passed down from generation to generation.

"However, this immortal poem has its limits." Li Qi suddenly said with a smile, and the shocked expression of the crowd just now seemed to make him feel quite happy.

Sure enough, I knew that this guy would not have such a simple question. Zhou Cheng's expression remained unchanged and said, "What are the specific requirements? Please let Your Highness 18th Highness make it clear."

"The requirement is very simple, just a few." Li Qi's smile on his face became stronger and said, "This poem needs to describe the artistic conception of an immortal. The extraordinary nature of an immortal is out of the world, but the description of elixirs and magic is not allowed, and the immortal itself is not allowed to appear directly. The immortal itself cannot be described, and the word "immortal" does not appear. I wonder what Brother Zhou thinks?"

Before Zhou Cheng could speak, Cheng Jin next to him said first: "In your question, you can't even write immortals themselves, so why do you still write immortal poems? How do you write the artistic conception of immortals? You are making things difficult for you on purpose."

Zhong Su also echoed: "That's right, Your Highness, you are deliberately making things difficult for Senior Zhou when you do this. You can't even appear the word "Immortal". How can you write a poem about immortals?"

The Zhao brothers and sisters looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, but still said, "It's too difficult for your Highness to tell the question."

Daorong, who had never spoken, also said, "It is so difficult to write a fairy poem that is mainly immortal."

Seeing that Zhou Cheng had not spoken for a long time, the pride on his face became more and more intense. He raised his head slightly and smiled, "What, Brother Zhou is thinking? It doesn't matter if you really can't write it. You have not been exposed to poetry and knowledge for five years, and it is reasonable that you can't write poetry. Everyone will forgive you, but your title of "A Little Poetry Fairy" is probably going to be given up."

"So you made this idea." Cheng Jin said in a deep voice: "You are quite self-righteous. I have heard that you have wanted to get the title of Poetry Immortal. However, the little Poetry Immortal mentioned by everyone is Zhou Qingyuan. It turns out that you came with this purpose."

"Cheng Jin, don't talk nonsense." Li Qi shook his head and chuckled, denied it, and then looked at Zhou Cheng and asked, "Brother Zhou has been thinking for a long time, but I don't know if there is a poem. If there is, I'm willing to listen carefully. If there is no, then I will leave first. Oh, if you can still do it within a quarter of an hour, I can also find me personally, which will prove your knowledge later."

"No need to wait, that time." Zhou Cheng suddenly laughed and said, "The poem has been written."

Have you done it?

Li Qi was shocked when he heard this. Cheng Jin and others looked at Zhou Cheng with some surprise. In such a short time, under such harsh conditions, could they really write immortal poems?

Zhou Cheng ignored everyone's expressions and stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes raised lightly, and his fairy wind was chanting in his mouth:
Chapter completed!