Awakening A Pen At The Beginning, Do You Call This Useless?

Chapter 274 Taking Off

The pen falls in the storm, and the poem becomes the weeping ghosts and gods.

This is what the great poet Du Fu said about the poet Li Bai.

And he also wrote another poem:

Reading break rolls, getting a God.

Jiang Yize has been memorizing these two lines of poetry since he was a child.

But he never thought that a random poem he wrote would have such an effect.

But think about it.

Whether Jiang Yize writes "Rains fall heavily during the Qingming Festival" or "Horse hoofs are galloping in the spring breeze", the images that come to mind are the artistic conceptions in the poems.

To be precise, writing poetry is not the key; the pen is just a carrier to write down the artistic conception in his heart.

With this idea, Jiang Yize decisively closed the doors and windows and drew the curtains.

There was a rustle on the rice paper, and a poem by Li Qinglian was written:

"There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground..."

Buzz!

The rice paper vibrates!

A ray of moonlight shines through the rice paper, making the entire room extremely clear.

The moonlight of the full moon was clear, and it was like frost accumulating a thick layer of moonlight on the ground indoors.

Zhou Jun reacted from the shock:

Hanshi, I’m afraid it’s really going to happen!

Although he trusted Jiang Yize, he was not optimistic about Han Shi's prospects.

But at this moment, Jiang Yize put pen to paper and wrote a poem, which seemed to have added a broad avenue to the originally difficult world!

I saw Jiang Yize writing again.

This time, it was extremely difficult for him to write, his face turned red and there were beads of sweat on his head.

Zhou Jun and Hongliu approached.

"With tens of millions of mansions, it will protect all the poor people in the world and make them happy!"

Boom!

This is...

Zhou Jun and Hongliu looked at each other, and both saw a hint of horror in each other's eyes.

After being frightened, both of them became determined.

Although this poem does not represent anything concretely.

But the two of them felt that there seemed to be something more in their hearts.

Something called responsibility fell into my heart.

Hanshi.

It’s you and me, Hanshi, who want to make everyone in the world live a good life.

What they didn't realize was that Jiang Yize had been sitting motionless at the table for a long time.

sun.

day.

Just like the lunar star and the moon poured into the body that day, at this moment, a hanging sun was slowly entering Jiang Yize's body.

Jiang Yize felt extremely hot all over his body.

Both the Fire-Character Jue and the Nine-Character Mantra began to emit dazzling light.

The underworld water seemed to be boiling, and the three beasts were a little panicked.

Fortunately, this fluctuation did not last long.

The characters of sun and moon appeared quietly over the city.

A new word appeared that shone with incomparable holy light.

bright.

The sun and the moon shine together.

Zhou Jun and Hongliu came to their senses and found that Jiang Yize's whole body was shining like a god descending into the world.

But this deity did not exude divine power, but made them feel close to and admired involuntarily.

After a while, Jiang Yize woke up.

Jiang Yize looked in the direction of his master Wei Wuji's house in the east of the city and thought in his heart:

Master is going to surprise you again...

I... moved another star into my body.

Jiang Yize still remembers what his master told him:

“If you bite off more than you can chew, you have to study more about what you have mastered.”

But I obviously just wrote a poem...

Why did a star suddenly enter his body?

More importantly, he seems to have more powerful means?

Jiang Yize looked at Hongliu and Zhou Jun and smiled:

"Brothers, are you interested in flying?"

Chrysanthemum demon Hongliu and Zhou Jun can't fly, and they don't know what Jiang Yize sells in his gourd.

Jiang Yize asked each of them to take a piece of rice paper, walked out of the room, and then wrote on the rice paper in Hongliu's hand:

"One day the roc rises on the wind and soars ninety thousand miles."

In the heart of the city, Fengzijue shines brightly.

Hong Liu felt the strong wind blowing, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already above the blue sky.

Zhou Jun is only D-level after all, so Jiang Yize chose a softer poem:

"A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky..."

Sure enough, two white cranes appeared out of thin air and lifted Zhou Jun into and out of the clouds.

Zhou Jun flew into the air and watched as the scenery in front of him gradually became smaller like an ant. Only then did he realize one thing:

He seems to be a little afraid of heights...

ah! ! ! !

Screams echoed in the air.

The two white cranes under Zhou Jun were still working tirelessly to send him into the clouds.

Zhou Junren was almost frightened:

"Jiang Yize, come and save me!"

Jiang Yize watched the two of them fly high into the sky, and happily wrote again:

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!"

Jiang Yize also went to heaven.

It was only after a while that Jiang Yize remembered something:

"It's broken! I forgot to tell them that this thing has a time limit!

Qiongqi... come out and give me a ride, someone is going to die! "