#61 - Enter Taoism through Poetry
The entire poetry gathering fell silent.
Everyone seemed to only hear the frantic pounding of their own hearts.
Xu Fengqiu's "Drinking Song".
Its unrestrained, heroic, and imaginative artistic conception impacted everyone's heart.
The most outrageous thing was.
A celestial phenomenon!
Xu Fengqiu's hair and long robe danced wildly.
His cultivation realm soared.
The shackles of the second stage of the Immortal Emperor were directly broken through!
Even so, it hadn't stopped.
That terrifying power impacted everyone!
Immortal Emperor Third Stage!
Was this entering the Dao through poetry?
In a sense, yes.
The Immortal Card, when used, would cause unimaginable, heaven-defying events to occur due to one's immortal bearing.
As for what exactly would happen?
No one knew!
And just now, what Xu Fengqiu obtained from this poem was…
His Xu Fengqiu's immortal bearing entered the Dao through poetry, and his realm, in the Immortal Emperor realm, soared by two stages.
This was unimaginable!
Even if Xu Fengqiu was in the Xu family, raising two stages in the Immortal Emperor realm would probably take decades.
For others, without opportunity, if their talent wasn't top-notch, it might take even thousands or tens of thousands of years to raise one stage.
But, the effect of this Immortal Card was uncertain.
If it happened again, it might have no effect.
It needed to be under the right timing, the right circumstances, and the right state to exert the right effect.
Within Holy Yao Celestial City.
The common people were filled with shock.
"This poem… someone has proven the Dao through poetry!"
"Who could it be? Gu Changsheng? Is it only him?"
"No… No, no, no! He couldn't have written this poem! This artistic conception isn't something Gu Changsheng possesses, and this heroic spirit, even more so!"
"…"
Within the poetry gathering.
Zhuge Chen stood up, his beard trembling excitedly:
"Entering the Dao through poetry, entering the Dao through poetry! Everyone, what has just been displayed before your eyes is the second person in the current Nine Provinces, after His Excellency the Poetry Saint, to enter the Dao through poetry, ascending to the Emperor at twenty-eight years old, entering the Dao through poetry at twenty-eight years old! Hahaha! I never thought this old man would be fortunate enough to witness such a scene in my lifetime! Enough, enough!"
Wei Yannian looked at Xu Fengqiu in shock: "Astounding! This poem, it can be said that it is the most heroic and unrestrained poem that this old man has ever seen, Little Friend Xu's heroic and unrestrained sentiments, the birth of this poem on the spot, at the same time, it means the birth of the second Poetry Saint in the Nine Provinces, no, I would like to call him the Poetry Immortal!"
"Any one of these sentences taken out can be savored for years, this entire poem, hahaha! Indulge in pleasure while life is sweet, never let the golden cup face the moon empty! Wonderful! Wonderful! This is the Xu Fengqiu who has recently shaken the Nine Provinces! Wonderful!"
Zhuge Chen looked at Xu Fengqiu: "Is there anything else to doubt? In front of everyone, entering the Dao through poetry, this is the most unbreakable proof in the world! This old man apologizes to Little Friend Xu for my previous doubts."
"…"
Li Mufeng and Gu Changsheng stood here like clowns.
How could it be…
How could it be…
How could this be?
This Xu Fengqiu…
"Young Master Xu…"
Lin Qingzhu's beautiful eyes shone with brilliant light, looking at the figure in front of her with admiration.
He… so amazing.
Lin Qingzhu ah Lin Qingzhu!
You should also feel ashamed!
Because there were indeed a few moments where you doubted Young Master Xu.
"Ding… Lin Qingzhu's favorability towards you +15, current favorability: 30."
"Ding… Lin Qingzhu's favorability towards you reaches 20, obtaining reward [Heaven Defying Yin Yang Art]."
Xu Fengqiu looked at Old Cao, who was getting up, and asked: "Old Cao, this Emperor will ask you again, were those two sentences just now written by your esteemed teacher?"
Thump—
Old Cao directly knelt down, trembling: "No… No… Little Friend Xu, no, Poetry Immortal Xu, it was this old man who was wrong, it was this old man who was wrong!"
"What about the two of you?"
Xu Fengqiu looked at Gu Changsheng and Li Mufeng.
The two of them bowed with unsightly expressions: "It was we who judged a gentleman's heart with a petty person's mind, we were short-sighted, please forgive Brother Xu."
The Holy Yao Empress looked at Xu Fengqiu, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.
Today's shock was earth-shattering!
It would even more shake the Nine Provinces!
Xu Fengqiu flicked his sleeves and looked at the Poetry Saint.
The Poetry Saint stood there, his body gradually becoming ethereal.
This scene also attracted everyone's attention.
"This is?"
They widened their eyes, revealing shocked expressions.
The Poetry Saint laughed heroically and recited loudly: "Do you not see the Yellow River's waters descend from the sky, rushing into the sea, never to return!"
"Do you not see the high hall's bright mirrors grieve over white hair, at dawn like green silk, at dusk turned to snow, exquisite! Exquisite ah! Hahaha—"
The Poetry Saint opened his arms, raised his head, and looked above, as if enjoying something: "Indulge in pleasure while life is sweet, never let the golden cup face the moon empty! Hahaha!"
"Heaven gave me talents, I must put them to use, and when all my money is gone, more will come again!"
"Bring in the wine, do not stop the cup, I will sing you a song, please incline your ear and listen!"
"…"
"A dappled horse, a coat of thousand gold, call the boy to exchange them for fine wine, to dispel with you the sorrows of eternity! Exquisite ah! Hahaha!"
Swish—
The Poetry Saint disappeared before their eyes.
Everyone ran over.
Above the void, the Poetry Saint's figure stood there.
Lightning filled the sky, pouring down, connecting to the Poetry Saint.
"Hahaha! For so many years, what this old man has been waiting for is this poem! Hahaha—"
The Poetry Saint's laughter resounded through the night.
In the void, a pair of huge eyes appeared.
Like the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, watching the Poetry Saint.
"The Eyes of the Heavenly Dao, proving the Dao to become a Supreme Immortal Emperor!"
Everyone was incomparably shocked.
The Poetry Saint stood in the void, opened his arms, and felt the pouring down of thousands of lightning bolts.
And this scene.
Was naturally seen by the Nine Provinces.
Many of the Nine Provinces' top experts, the existences of top forces, they stood on mountain peaks, at the peaks of their sects, looking at the Eyes of the Heavenly Dao on the horizon.
The Phoenix Lord walked out, accompanied by Luo Linglong.
"Eighth Heaven, Eyes of the Heavenly Dao, another person has proven the Dao to become a Supreme Immortal Emperor."
Luo Liuli said: "Master, who in this Eighth Heaven can prove the Dao to become a Supreme Immortal Emperor?"
The Phoenix Lord said: "The strongest in the Eighth Heaven is the Eighth Stage Immortal Emperor, it should be someone who descended from the Ninth Heaven, and according to what this Lord knows, at this time, in this position… the Poetry Saint."
In the Nine Provinces, for hundreds of thousands of years, Immortal Emperors are indeed not few in number.
Of course, compared to hundreds of billions of martial artists, they are naturally few.
But for Immortal Emperors, every time they raise one stage, their numbers are more than halved.
The difference of one stage for an Immortal Emperor is almost equivalent to the difference between the Heavenly Dao Realm and the Immortal Emperor Realm.
The difference of one stage for an Immortal Emperor is the difference of a major realm!
Reaching the Fifth Stage Immortal Emperor, there might not be many left in the entire Eighth Heaven.
The Eighth Stage Immortal Emperor is even more the existence of the ceiling of all the top forces in the Eighth Heaven.
In the Ninth Heaven, it is about the same.
The Ninth Stage Immortal Emperor is even rarer.
And the Supreme Immortal Emperor, in the entire Nine Provinces, there are probably a dozen or so at most.
Now, another Supreme Immortal Emperor has been born.
"Just now, there also seemed to be a celestial phenomenon."
"That was entering the Dao, a position, it seems someone has entered the Dao through poetry? What exactly happened at this year's poetry gathering? It's actually so shocking to the Nine Provinces! Tomorrow, we should know."
"Yes."
…
Swoosh—
The Poetry Saint landed.
His entire person's aura and temperament had completely sublimated.
"Hahaha! Little Friend Xu!"
The Poetry Saint laughed and ran over, then hugged Xu Fengqiu.
"You entered the Dao through poetry with a 'Drinking Song', and this old man, with the help of it, proved the Dao to become a Supreme Immortal Emperor! Hahaha!"
