Step by step, Chen Yu walked towards Zhenrutai!
"Master Chen, what are you doing! Come down quickly!"
Wen Bubai became anxious and shouted quickly.
The others quickly gathered around, their faces filled with anxiety.
Zhenrutai is so dangerous. If it fails, it will be a huge blow to the beliefs of the people involved.
But if you win, you will die!
This is a game played by the immortals to tease the human world!
Chen Yu turned around, looked at everyone, and smiled faintly.
"When I was a child, I heard a saying: 'My fate is determined by myself, not by heaven.' I really want to see if that poem can be suppressed by the immortal way."
"You guys, just watch carefully."
With a flash of his eyes, Chen Yu climbed up the stairs without any hesitation.
He certainly wanted to die, but at the same time, he was unwilling to accept it!
After traveling for so long, he has developed feelings for this world and the friends around him.
I am becoming more and more identified with my current identity.
Because of this, he couldn't stand the immortal way.
You can be tyrannical, but you should not be tyrannical by oppressing the people!
Chen Chen and others stared at Chen Yu in amazement.
They saw the indomitable spirit in Chen Yu!
"Should we stop Lord Chen?" someone hesitated.
Chen Chen shook his head. “A man who has made up his mind, do you have the heart to stop him?”
Looking down at the treasure that Chen Yu gave them, Shen Chen's eyes flashed.
"We hold these precious treasures in our hands. I don't believe we can't protect Master Chen!"
Everyone nodded and said no more, just looking at Chen Yu with full of anticipation.
The entire Zhenru Terrace is somewhat similar to a pyramid, and Chen Yu stands at the highest point.
At this moment, Chen Yu looked down and his pupils shrank.
There were corpses all around, all dressed in Confucian and Taoist clothing.
He knew that these were the people who had jumped off the Zhenru Terrace in the past!
"Today, I send you off with this poem!"
Without further hesitation, Chen Yu picked up the pen, and the image of the great man appeared in his mind.
That is someone that every Chinese person can never forget.
That is the man who created the world!
His poems are extraordinary. Chen Yu read his poems when he was a child and praised them highly.
"Standing alone in the cold autumn, the Xiang River flows north, at the head of Orange Island."
As soon as a sentence was spoken, the poem emerged in the air and appeared in front of everyone.
There is no Xiangjiang River and no Orange Island in Daqin.
But it does not prevent everyone from feeling the meaning of this poem.
With just this one sentence, a scene seemed to appear before their eyes.
In late autumn, the leaves are falling.
A man stood alone between heaven and earth, looking at the roaring river rushing north.
"Great words! Just a few words, yet they convey such a profound meaning!!!"
Shen Chen and the others looked at each other in shock.
High in the sky, among the clouds, an invisible energy was drawn and slowly condensed into a pair of eyes.
These eyes looked down, as if they passed through the clouds and saw Chen Yu on the Zhenru Terrace.
His eyes were cold and ruthless, hanging high in the sky.
This is the method left behind by the immortal sect in the past when they set up the Confucian Platform.
Chen Yu was unaware of this and continued writing.
"Look at the mountains covered in red, the forests dyed in all colors; the river is clear and blue, hundreds of boats compete for the current."
As soon as the words were spoken, the wind and clouds in the sky gathered together and condensed into a picture.
Thousands of mountains have all turned red, and the layers of forests seem to be dyed with color; the river water is clear and blue, and large ships are sailing against the wind and waves, vying for the first place.
How vast, how refreshing!
A sense of openness made everyone feel as if the world had become wider.
A sense of motivation arises spontaneously.
"Eagles soar in the sky, fish swim in the shallows, and all creatures in the frosty sky compete for freedom."
Eagles fly in the vast sky, fish swim in the clear water, and all things are competing to live a free and easy life in the autumn light.
This sentence directly expanded the scene in front of him again!
The sky is high, the earth is vast, and all things flourish.
A sense of striving for progress emerged, and high morale turned into a rolling wave, sweeping across everyone's hearts.
"Oh my God, what kind of words are these? Incredible, so incredible!"
Chen Chen and others looked up at the sky with shocked eyes.
At this moment, they all had a feeling.
That means I will never be able to write such poetry in my lifetime!
Look up!
Just look up!
The scene in the sky is constantly changing.
Move along with the poems written by Chen Yu.
"With a sense of desolation, I ask the boundless earth, who controls its rise and fall?"
The pen falls again, and another sentence appears!
Facing the vast universe, I feel melancholy and sigh: Who will dominate the rise and fall of this vast and boundless earth?
Everyone's face suddenly changed.
This question shifts the focus from scenery to expression of feelings, instantly revealing a broad mind and ambition that can conquer the world.
Yes, in the general trend of heaven and earth, the immortal way and the human way are competing against each other, who will rule the world and who can decide?
With just one sentence, all the confusion and fear of Shen Chen and others were swept away, leaving only passion and excitement.
Although they were aware of the situation when they came in, it did not mean that they were not afraid.
And now?
With this sentence, what else does it have?
High in the sky, those eyes stared at Chen Yu and the poem appearing in the sky, and gradually a hint of murderous intent emerged.
Chen Yu remained unaware and continued writing.
"I brought along hundreds of friends to travel with me. Reminiscent of the glorious past years."
"We are young students, full of vigor and vitality; we are full of scholarly vigor and ambition, ready to take on any challenge."
"Pointing to the mountains and rivers, inspiring words, and treating the nobles of the past as dirt."
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