In the future, Earth becomes a relic of the mythical era.

Chapter 171 I'll kill you like a chicken!
Leng Qingci found her idea absurd.

This is even more outrageous than writing poetry on a given topic; at least with a given topic, you can make up whatever you want.

However, in the Wenyun Hall, only the text in the water can be used; those are just original poems that have been scrambled and thrown into the water.

How easy is it to put together a new poem from these examples?

Besides, it's a piece like this...

Leng Qingci's knowledge of ancient poetry and prose was not profound; he could only understand and read them fluently, but he could still distinguish between good and bad poems and prose.

In fact, even those who were watching and knew nothing about ancient poetry and prose had an indescribable feeling when they heard her read it aloud.

It sent a shiver down your spine, and a strange feeling surged in your chest.

My intuition tells me that the person who could write this poem must be extraordinary.

However, they were not interested in this. All they knew was that Xie Lingxin had actually deciphered a stone tablet in such a short time.

"Brother Xie, could you tell me the source of this poem?"

Leng Qingci asked softly.

Xie Lingxin said, "I don't know either."

What he said is true.

In my past life, it was widely believed online that this poem was written by a teacher.

But in reality, no concrete evidence can be found.

There is a lot of controversy.

From the Tang Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, from Li Shimin to Zhu Yuanzhang, to Xue Xuan, to Yan Song, and even to Chiang Kai-shek's bald head...

Each one is more outrageous than the last.

He genuinely didn't know who wrote it.

However, regardless of who wrote it, it doesn't stop him from liking the poem.

Leng Qingci misunderstood; she thought she had guessed correctly.

This is truly his own...

How can this guy be so amazing?
Even among the literary talents of ancient times, perhaps few could compare to him.
suddenly.

The stone tablet transformed into a ball of light and flew towards Xie Lingxin amidst the envious gazes of the crowd.

Xie Lingxin reached out and caught it.

They discovered that they were actually two things that looked like talismans or something similar.

One is shaped like a fish, and the other is shaped like a dragon.

"Dragon Abyss Token!"

Li Miaoyin was overjoyed when she saw what he was holding.

He reached out to take it.

"Snapped!"

"what!"

Xie Lingxin reacted quickly and slapped it away.

"Lipstick monster, trying to rob me?"

Li Miaoyin covered the back of her hand, which was red and painful.

"I just wanted to see it! You stingy person!"

I’m so angry! I’m so angry!

Xie Lingxin showed no mercy: "Don't touch other people's things again, or I'll beat you to death!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards another stone tablet.

On the other side, which was surrounded by layers of people, a gasp of surprise rang out.

Clearly, they've also cracked a piece of that artifact; it's quite something.

Although I've gotten a little faster, I'm still a bit behind.

Let's not risk things going wrong in the end.

The second stone tablet depicts a small boat on the sea, bobbing with the wind and current, like a drifting duckweed.

Xie Lingxin did not delay. Her mental power swept through the water, and in less than a minute, she dripped water droplets onto the stone tablet, causing the words to appear.

“There will always be a time to ride on the wind and waves, and set sail to cross the vast ocean…”

Leng Qingci followed behind, but before she could finish reading, Xie Lingxin had already moved on to the next stone tablet.

This surprised everyone who was with him.

Isn't this too fast?

They hurriedly chased after him.

But before they could catch up and even take a second look, Xie Lingxin had already deciphered another stone tablet.

"One day I will climb to the summit and look down upon all the mountains below..."

Leng Qingci also learned her lesson; instead of reading slowly, she directly scanned the entire poem with her mental power and memorized it.

Sure enough, just as she finished writing it down, Xie Lingxin moved on to the next piece.

"Though the divine tortoise lives a long life, it too has its end. The flying serpent riding the mist, in the end, turns to dust..."

"If I become the Green Emperor in the future, I will make the peach blossoms bloom everywhere..."

One after another, one song after another.

Xie Lingxin never stayed in front of any stone tablet for more than a minute.

The cold celadon porcelain is numb.

Everyone else was numb too.

She just followed him numbly.

The commotion here also caught the attention of Jing Shiqi's side.

Everyone initially thought that Xie Lingxin was unable to decipher the solution, so she kept replacing the stone tablets one after another without finding one she knew how to solve.

But when someone couldn't resist their curiosity and came over to see, they were just as shocked.

More and more people are changing who they gossip about, and more and more people are becoming numb.

In less than ten minutes.

Xie Lingxin had already stood in front of the Jing Shi Qi.

Including the first one, Jing Shi Qi has now deciphered only three stone tablets.

Xie Lingxin has already solved eight of them.

Now only this last piece remains, in front of the two of them.

Everyone in the hall gathered together at this time.

They also learned that Xie Lingxin had indeed deciphered all the other stone tablets.

Shock, disbelief, existential doubt...

A variety of emotions erupted among the crowd.

Bai Xuanji's expression was extremely grim at this moment.

She had gone to great lengths to bring the scriptures over, and thought she had victory in her grasp and had Xie Lingxin completely under her control.

One is a renowned scholar who has been famous for many years, while the other, despite his reputation as a prodigy, has never demonstrated his talent in ancient classics and history.

Who would have thought that the former would lose?
Jing Shiqi initially didn't understand what was going on, but now, seeing Xie Lingxin standing before him, listening to the surrounding discussions, and looking at the pile of talismans hanging from Xie Lingxin's waist—fish, turtles, and dragons—he was completely bewildered.

His face turned deathly pale.

He understood, he was shocked, and even more so, he was incredulous.

"Xie Lingxin! Hurry! Get the last piece too!"

Li Miaoyin went from being shocked at the beginning to being excited now.

So many tokens! So many Dragon Abyss Tokens!

Xie Lingxin glanced at the artifact, said nothing, and continued to probe her mind directly.

The image on this stone tablet has the most elements.

He was a man in white, carrying a sword as he walked along the river.

He resembled both a scholar and a swordsman.

It exudes a sense of open-mindedness, yet also a sense of loneliness.

The more specific and numerous the elements in a dictation question, the more difficult it becomes.

If even one thing doesn't match, the whole thing has to be overturned.

The difficulty in cultivating worldly talents lies precisely in this point.

His mastery of ancient scriptures is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

I've tried writing several poems and essays, but they're all wrong.

Jing Shiqi glanced nervously at Xie Lingxin, but didn't say anything unnecessary. He also focused all his efforts on searching in the water.

He no longer dared to underestimate this person who was ten years younger than him.

With his current reputation and status, even if he loses here, it's not a big deal. At most, he'll just be a little embarrassed, nothing serious.

Over the years, from an ordinary person to his current status, how much humiliation has he endured?

Losing face like this is nothing to worry about.

He just didn't want to lose!

He has never lost in his area of ​​expertise!

Although, he has already lost.

He didn't want to give up on this last piece.

Xie Lingxin was not distracted.

In fact, he could recall many poems from the images on this monument.

However, no related text could be found in the water.

This is the difficult part.

To others, the text here is too much and too complicated, as vast as the ocean.

But he knew far too much; the words the old Dragon King had left here were simply not enough.

It seems that the culture of that superior land is really hard to spread here.

The old Dragon King has been collecting for so long, and this is all he has collected so far.

"Tsk..."

I couldn't help but make a sound.

Seeing this, the onlookers thought he was finally stumped and breathed a sigh of relief.

This monster... at least he doesn't know how to do it. If this continues, I'll really start to doubt whether he's even human!
Leng Qingci said softly, "Brother Xie, why don't we just let it go? You've already won anyway."

Xie Lingxin, however, was unwilling.

He's no longer in it for winning or losing, but for the reward.

Li Miaoyin's excited expression showed that these talismans in her hands must be very valuable!

found it!
Xie Lingxin used her spiritual power to create a scroll, from which water droplets were rolled out and dripped onto the stone tablet.

"Kill one man in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles. After the deed is done, dust off your clothes and disappear, concealing your identity and name..."

The stone tablet emitted a white light and flew into Xie Lingxin's hand, revealing two more dragon-shaped talismans.

Xie Lingxin looked at Bai Xuanji: "Aunt Bai, I'll wait for you at the next level. Don't run away, okay? I have a written agreement!"

He flicked the gold millet paper in his hand, chuckled, and turned to leave.

Bai Xuanji was so angry that she trembled all over.

Jing Shiqi's body trembled suddenly and swayed slightly.

The poem he had just read was still echoing in his mind.

Every word and phrase seems to perfectly capture the current situation.

He can kill one man in ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles. Having accomplished his task, he dusts off his clothes and departs, concealing his identity and name...

How could this happen... How could he... How could he...

Leng Qingci ignored her sugar daddy, Miss Bai, and chased after Xie Lingxin.

His eyes gleamed with a light that seemed to see through everything: "Brother Xie, how many of those poems and essays were written by yourself?"

"What?"

Xie Lingxin was taken aback, then said speechlessly, "You think I can write that?"

Leng Qingci, however, had already made up his mind.

The poems and essays he just cobbled together were all filled with an unparalleled arrogance and heroic spirit.

I will climb to the very top and look down on all the mountains below!

The sea has no bounds and the sky is its shore; I stand atop the mountain and become its peak!
Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace behind in a thousand miles!
……

Which sentence doesn't exude a sense of "if not me, then who?"
The first and last songs, in particular, echoed each other perfectly, delivering a resounding slap to Bai Xuanji and Jing Shiqi.

It's like saying: You think you're so great? No matter how great you are, you're no match for me. I can kill you like a chicken! It'll be effortless! You'd better behave yourself next time you see me!
She refused to believe that all the poems and writings collected by the Dragon King were like that.

It's not that no one has ever tried this before, but I've rarely seen one like this.

Leng Qingci thought for a moment, then nodded firmly, her voice gentle yet resolute: "I think you can do it!"

"..."

Xie Lingxin shook her head: "If I wrote all these poems and essays, how miserable would my life be? Don't curse me."

Leng Qingci was taken aback: "Huh? Why?"

Xie Ling thought for a moment and said, "Let me put it this way, from ancient times to the present, which person who has written a masterpiece that will be remembered for generations has not had a tragic fate? Although I am not extremely rich and powerful, I am not that miserable either."

"Literature is hated by those who are successful, while demons and monsters rejoice in human suffering. I should speak with the wronged souls and throw my poems into the Miluo River."

"This is a law!"

Leng Qingci seemed to understand, but not quite.

Although she was very knowledgeable, she came from a prestigious family and could not possibly understand the true meaning of it.

I just don't understand why Xie Lingxin denied it.

Fine, if they don't want to admit it, then they don't want to admit it. I'll just keep the truth to myself.

Xie Lingxin had no idea that this girl had such a rich imagination; she looked gentle, yet she was so stubborn.

He had now entered the second main hall—the Hall of Debating the Sun!

(End of this chapter)