I Was a Scumbag at the Beginning, but I Became a Saint by Reading 300 Tang Poems

Those who traveled through time were considered useless, expelled from school, and looked down upon by the world. Everyone asserted that Jiang Tian had no future in this life. Are you born with the worst spiritual roots? No problem. When he casually chanted the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, the heaven and earth suddenly changed, the power of literature roared, and all the strong men in the surrounding area bowed and trembled. In this world, poetry is the power of heaven! There are three hundred Tang poems hidden in Jiang Tian's mind. Learn to excel in spiritual roots, learn to master spiritual roots? To him, none of them are worth mentioning. Others have been practicing hard in the cold and heat for several years, but they are not as good as his casual poem. An impregnable body-protecting literary skill? Killing one person in ten steps can be defeated in an instant. A once-in-a-million-year-old top scholar's ​​spiritual root? One song will be so outstanding that it will leave you far behind. When Jiang Tian climbed to the top of the world, recited aloud and went out laughing, "How can we, the people of Penghao", the whole sky trembled? He never practiced in the same realm, but was a complete dimensionality reduction attack. There are three hundred Tang poems, one of which is as important as heaven!