Three ripples also emerged from the paper and surged in all directions.
The scent of ink is more intense, accompanied by bursts of floral fragrance, which makes you feel relaxed and happy after smelling it.
The scholars present all felt the literary energy in their bodies vibrating, their emotions agitated, and seemed to be somewhat out of control.
Outside, lightning snakes surged in the sky, and streaks of lightning roared.
At this moment, everyone in the royal capital raised their heads and looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky.
"It's really strange. Why is the weather so weird today?"
Ying Luo stood on a high building in the palace, frowning and looking at the sky, somewhat puzzled.
Zhao Ming stood quietly by and was also shocked.
But in Tingchao Yaju, the atmosphere was already boiling.
"Oh my god, Qianli! This, this is the level of Qianli's famous works!!!"
Someone exclaimed excitedly, his face flushed red.
Three ripples of literary spirit and a faint fragrance of flowers, this is the performance of Qianli's famous article.
It's just three sentences, but it has already reached the level of a famous article. If it continues like this, isn't it really possible for it to become an eternal classic?
"No, that's impossible. He, he can't really write a classic that will last forever, right?"
Some officials had sweat on their foreheads and their hands were trembling slightly.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Someone gritted his teeth and shook his head, with a hint of madness in his eyes.
Nangong Wuxiang's eyes twitched violently, and he felt uneasy.
Can this guy really write a classic that will last forever?
In shock, Chen Yu uttered another sentence.
"Don't wait idly, your youth will be wasted and you will be filled with regret!"
Buzz!
The literary energy on the paper suddenly surged wildly, and the light of each word became more intense.
The literary energy turned into golden ripples, surging around endlessly.
Ink scent, floral scent, fruity scent...
Various complex aromas spread, making people feel refreshed and comfortable, and all the pores on their body opened up.
Shen Chen's body was shaking violently, and his lips were trembling.
"Heirloom! Heirloom collection!"
But this is not the limit.
Chen Yu was completely unaware and continued writing with great concentration.
"The shame of worshipping the immortal has not yet been avenged. When will the hatred of the ministers be extinguished?"
"Drive a long chariot, and break through the gap in the mountain gate of the immortal gate. With great ambition, I will eat the flesh of immortal birds when I am hungry, and drink the blood of immortals when I am thirsty."
"Let's start from the beginning, rebuild the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!!!"
As the last word fell, an astonishing change occurred!!!
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