Soon, the two arrived at a tall building, where a poetry conference was indeed taking place. Some cultivators were composing poems inspired by the building's height.
In fact, from time to time, a Nascent Soul Cultivator flew over to recite a poem, drawing cheers from the crowd.
"Qing, do you know how to compose poetry?"
Long Fei, listening to the poems of the cultivators, found them very beautiful. He couldn't help but turn to Qin Changqing and ask.
Qin Changqing stepped forward.
All the cultivators turned to look at him.
He picked up a pen, but did not write on paper. Instead, he started writing directly in the air.
As he moved his pen, golden characters appeared in the air.
This act caused many cultivators' eyes to light up, making them realize that the cultivator in front of them must be someone of great ability.
"The sun sets beyond the mountains, the long river flows into the sea, desire to explore thousand miles, ascend a floor higher."
