e-booksonline Chapter 121 The Third Level
Chapter 121 The Third Level
The door to the third level was opened by Chen Feng.
This time, the monks who were close to the door took the initiative to pay money and pass through the door without Chen Feng's explanation.
Everyone came to the third level one after another.
The third level is completely different from the first two levels. It is a stone forest with many yellow-brown granites of different sizes.
Just like the stones placed at the entrance of some villages and towns to carve the names of the villages and towns.
There are no walls visible around it, as if it is in a formation space.
"Hey, there are words appearing in the sky over there!"
Everyone looked up at the sky in front of the door and saw a line of gold characters emerging.
"Shu Lin Assessment"
"The candidates choose a stone tablet and write the following article. The three people with the most beautiful calligraphy fonts will be rewarded."
"Inscribed content: Yueyang Tower·Chen Tianxing..."
"????"
Chen Feng was stunned. The article he wrote was actually the Yueyang Tower he had just transported.
At this time, some writers who didn't know that Chen Tianxing was Chen Feng couldn't help but start to savor the article.
"Hey, this article has a very high intention!"
"When you are innate, you are worried, when you are under acquisition, you are happy... This sentence is bound to be passed down through the ages!"
"Chen Tianxing? Who is it? Has there ever been such a figure in literature?"
"What a great talent!"
"A true wise man."
Chen Feng nodded while listening, "Yes, yes, you are right!"
"..."
The people in Wanjuan Academy just felt like they were being force-fed.
The next assessment will actually include Chen Feng's article. Isn't this playing into their mentality again? !
Finally, a kind person came out to warn those who didn’t know.
"Ahem, fellow Daoists, Chen Tianxing is the common disciple of our three major academies in Bailuzhou, Taohua layman Chen Feng, yes, that's him..."
The man pointed at Chen Feng as he spoke, when everyone focused their attention on Chen Feng again.
Chen Feng turned around and held the stone tablet next to him with his hand, made a handsome pose, raised his hand to brush his hair, and then waved to everyone.
"Okay, I know you all admire me very much, don't praise me, I will be proud, hahahaha~"
"..."
At this moment, many people said they were disgusted.
Everyone turned back to look at Tian Tian's article with expressionless faces.
Mader, mental retardation assessment.
The originally lively atmosphere cooled down again. Everyone found a stone tablet and began to write the article with a straight face.
[Hahahaha, the boycott has stabilized. ]
[They have started to use cold violence against Brother Feng. ]
[Shadow: Wow, I'm being squeezed out. ]
[Bah, you deserve it! Hahaha! ]
Wang Hao, the Second Prince and others also found a stone and began to write articles in a somewhat dumbfounded manner.
Soon everyone discovered a problem. These rocks were as hard as a fork.
Not to mention engraving one article, even one word is enough for them.
"Here, why is this rock so hard?"
"Damn it! After this article is engraved, my gun tip will probably be useless!"
"Hahaha, everyone, give up. It's time for us sword cultivators to rise in this round!"
“Sword Intent is really good~”
"We martial arts cultivators will not give up easily!"
The literary cultivators feel so tired that they can't move even for a moment, what a fool! What’s the promised home court!
Many people wanted to give up, but when they thought about the Spirit Stone, they persisted and started carving slowly.
Bai Huiniang and Wang Hao felt no pressure to give up because they had gained a lot this time.
The second prince had a flying sword of good quality, so it wasn't too difficult to carve it.
When Wang Hao and Bai Huiniang found Chen Feng, he was sizing up a six-meter-high stone.
"Junior brother, don't pick one that is too big. These stone tablets are very hard. The bigger they are, the harder they are to carve."
"That's just for you. Don't forget, I am a man who creates miracles."
Chen Feng raised his hand and released a ball of Literary Aura.
The next moment Senluo's Sword Heart opens, and everything can be turned into a sword.
Literary Aura directly transformed into a green-gold sword.
Literary Aura's long sword fell on the stone tablet, and it cut through iron like clay like a peerless sword, easily leaving strokes full of Sword Intent on the surface of the stone.
Wang Hao understood instantly.
"I see, it's much easier to write with Literary Aura."
Wen Xiu next to him wanted to say that it was not simple at all.
Who wants to use Literary Aura for engraving? We don’t even have enough!
Thinking of Chen Feng's Literary Aura squandering, the writers couldn't help crying in their hearts. We must be fake writers.
After a while, Chen Feng carved the Yueyang Tower inscription, then took out a jar of peach blossom wine and poured it on the stone tablet, washing away all the lime powder.
Of course, he could also use Literary Life Tips, but he felt that washing the monument with wine would be more ceremonial.
The people around him smelled the aroma of wine and looked over, only to realize that Chen Feng had already carved a large stone tablet.
Looking back at the few words I have engraved, many people are already close to emo.
Seeing that no reward appeared yet, Chen Feng knew that he had to wait for others to carve it.
He looked at the progress of others and couldn't help but shake his head.
"When will this be done?"
"By the way, senior brother, do you want to heat the hot pot?"
"????"
………
Everyone was carefully carving the stone tablet, when suddenly a strange aroma of vegetables wafted over.
"Strange, what does it smell like? It smells so good..."
"Why is there smoke over there?"
When they saw clearly that it was Chen Feng who was cooking hot pot, they wrote words expressionlessly again.
"..."
My hands, which were a little weak before, are full of strength again.
No encouragement, just stimulation.
Wang Hao and Bai Huiniang originally refused, but Chen Feng thrust the bowls and chopsticks into their hands and they couldn't accept it.
So the three of them sat on the futon and ate around the low table and copper stove filled with fresh ingredients.
"The last fight used up some energy, so it's just right to have something to replenish."
"..."
Wang Hao really wanted to say that in the last game, he and Bai Huiniang were just on the edge, and there was no consumption at all.
After finishing the hot pot, Chen Feng took out the playing cards and started playing with the two of them.
After playing a few pokers, he used his Literary Aura sword to carve the unused stone next to him.
Everyone around you is speechless. Can't you just meditate and practice quietly like a serious monk? !
After another hour, someone started to carve the stone tablets one after another.
When they turned around, they saw that Chen Feng had carved several strange-looking stone statues.
And he is carving a larger stone statue easily with the Literary Aura sword.
"..."
There is no harm without contrast.
Everyone raised their heads and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, feeling like they were useless.
When everyone has finished writing, the assessment is over.
The monument stones in the field lit up one by one, and then went out.
When it shined on the stone statue carved by Chen Feng, the light flashed repeatedly.
It seems to be stuck, and what the hell is it talking about? !
In the end, except for Chen Feng’s stone tablet, it was always on.
There is also a stone tablet of a Gold Core-level literary cultivator from Zhongxuanzhou Literary Sacred Land and the female guard beside the second prince who is always on.
Chen Feng glanced at the female guard in surprise. He didn't expect that the other person had such superb carving skills.
The next moment, three streams of light appeared in the sky and fell in front of the three people.
When the literary cultivators looked at Chen Feng's award, they all gasped.
Because what was in front of Chen Feng was another monument with real writing!