Crazy Demon Refining System

"Hehe, you're here."

It was also when Xia Fukun was about to walk in front of the old man, the pen in the old man's hand paused slightly, and the voice came out faintly from his mouth.

"Forehead……"

Xia Fukun was taken aback by the sudden words.After hesitating, he waved his hand at the old man:
"Hello, senior!"

Old man: "..."

He originally thought that Xia Fukun would ask who he was, but he didn't expect Xia Fukun to make such a sentence for himself suddenly, and he couldn't catch up for a while!
He ignored Xia Fukun and continued to create.

From his point of view, this young man was just about to be beaten.He was going to dry Xia Fukun for a while.Bruise the opponent's spirit.

Seeing that the old man ignored him, Xia Fukun was a little curious, so he came to the long table created by the old man.

It was also at this time that he found out.

On the long table, there is a roll of rice paper.And on the rice paper were the old man's vigorous handwriting.

"Wind Xiao Xiao Xi Yi Shui Han!"

Xia Fukun was taken aback when he saw these words.

He watched the old man stop writing for a long time, as if he was still thinking about what should be added after this.

Xia Fukun smiled, isn't this all common sense?Has he already learned it?Almost seeing this sentence, the next sentence jumped out of his mind.

"Old man, it's so simple, don't you know it?"

"Simple?"

The old man gave Xia Fukun a sneer.

"Do you know how long it took the old man to create such a poem? You actually told me it was simple!?"

Hearing what the old man said, Xia Fukun felt contemptuous in his heart.

Isn't this Jing Kege?When did it become your original?
Plagiarism is not very good, is it?
Of course, Xia Fukun didn't expose it either.He smiled.

"Old man, if I'm not wrong, you should also be a senior Mingzun from the underworld tens of thousands of years ago?"

"Ok?"

The old man glanced at Xia Fukun.

"The old man Huo told you everything?"

"Ha ha."

Xia Fukun raised his mouth and smiled, but did not answer.

"Hehe, don't be too complacent. The old man Huo gave you the inheritance because he didn't exist for long, but we are different. If you want to be so easy, you can put me in this stone tablet. It would be too naive to take away your inheritance!"

Hearing what the old man said, Xia Fukun smiled again.

"Then what if I matched your ancient poem?"

"Come up?"

The old man was taken aback.

"Impossible! I am the Poet Master of the Underworld. How can you easily match the poems I wrote? You should leave now! I don't want to communicate with you too much today. If you don't leave, old man I'm going to be angry!"

Hearing the old man's words, Xia Fukun couldn't bear it at that time.

"Hehe, old man, I see you are afraid, right?"

"If you're not afraid, why don't you dare let me try?"

"If I don't have two brushes, how can I come into your stone tablet world?"

When Xia Fukun said this, his face wasn't red and his heart was beating.

Climbing the stork tower is all lighted up, will it be difficult for Jing Ke to sing?

"Good good!"

The old man was obviously also irritated by Xia Fukun.

"This old man will give you one chance! If you can write the next sentence of this line that this old man spent decades writing, then this old man will give you all the inheritance in this stele!"

Hearing what the old man said, Xia Fukun sneered.

"That's what you said!"

"Of course!"

The old man narrowed his eyes, and refused to give in at all.

"Then I will write it!"

Xia Fukun pushed the old man, and snatched his writing brush from the old man's hand.

Seeing Xia Fukun holding the pen, the old man sneered in his heart.

This Xia Fukun, in his opinion, was probably bragging.

Otherwise, why can't you even hold a brush?

Don't you know the correct poses? !

And when the old man was sneering, Xia Fukun was also sneering.

Why should he know how to use a brush?

Anyway, as long as it is written out, what method does he use?

Looking at the sentence in front of me——

"The wind is rustling and the water is cold."

Xia Fukun hesitated for a moment, pretending to think about it.Then, write below——

"When the strong man is gone, he will never return!"

When Xia Fukun wrote these seven characters, the old man was dumbfounded.

In his mouth, he was still muttering:

"The wind is blowing, the water is cold...the strong man will never return...good poetry, good poetry!"

The underworld advocates martial arts, so it doesn't pay much attention to this writing.

However, only this old man knows that even the writing that reaches the extreme can possess terrifying power.

"How about it, old man, are you convinced?"

Xia Fukun looked at the old man in front of him sullenly, and asked with a smile.

"This……"

The old man hesitated for a moment, then his expression changed.

With a light cough, he said to Xia Fukun:

"Maybe it's your luck? The old man has written a lot of poems in this world of stone tablets for tens of thousands of years. If you can match them, the old man will obey you!"

Xia Fukun: "..."

He stared intently at the old man.

"You old man, you don't count what you say, you are very bad!"

"Hehe, so what? Just say whether you want this inheritance!"

The old man smiled wretchedly and looked at Xia Fukun, as if he had already eaten Xia Fukun.

"bring it on!"

Xia Fukun was too lazy to compare with the old man.

Xia Fukun had good grades in elementary school, and he had already memorized three hundred Tang poems by heart.

Was he still afraid that the old man would fail?
The old man looked at Xia Fukun.

He took a deep breath, and then said:

"Tonight, what night!"

Xia Fukun sneered: "Share the candlelight!"

His complexion changed slightly, and the old man went on to say:

"The day of hoeing is at noon!"

Xia Fukun sneered: "Sweat drops to the ground!"

The old man's face changed again, and he gritted his teeth:
"3000 beauties in the harem!"

Xia Fukun took it easy: "Three thousand pets all in one!"

"..."

The two of you said one sentence, and I said one sentence, and they talked for more than an hour.

The old man's face completely changed...