Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Chapter 374: The Pen Shook Down, The Poem Became A Crying Ghost!
When the first four sentences of "The Warrior's Bank" came out, "Broad Reunification" could not breathe.
Those who do not understand the calligraphy can also see that the white light of brightness to the vast return to the army is diminishing, as if it were a stream, more like water than a great lake. Not on your own.
Those who know the scriptures feel even more profound. Especially the 'ten steps to kill a man, not to stay for a thousand miles, go to the brush, the hidden merit and fame’ word by word, do not want to go to see the "To the army" anymore.
The so-called literature has no first place, and Wu has no second place, which is that Bi Wu can distinguish between high and low, and Bi Wu can hardly distinguish between victory and loss, because everyone appreciates it differently, some people like this article and others like it. There is a controversy with different preferences, and one cannot tell the difference between winning and losing.
But this is not the case at all. Both articles are commonplace and easy to understand, that is, people who do not practice calligraphy can instantly feel the crushing of more than one level.
In just four sentences, describe the strong image of the warrior.
The first four sentences have completely crushed "Return to the Army", but it is not over. The ancient sea is still throwing up new poems.
Li Shen Machine's face changed, Li Shen Machine, like almost everyone else here, guessed a lot, how can you guess, Guhai's ability to write poetry, so strong? Chess Road, Qin Road, is the book sermon a surprise now?
Although Long Wanyu can't read the poems, he can't even brighten up the article abusive to his brother-in-law. At this moment, he is also excited. When he looks at the ancient sea, his eyes are like small stars. Brother-in-law is amazing.
Ice Girl sits behind the ancient sea and looks stunned at this moment.
Bingzi was sent to help the ancient sea, and he has studied the ancient sea a lot. From the time he came out of Nine Five Islands, the chess road was crushed all the way, and God killed him, and Buddha killed Buddha. Even the nine-in-nine son of the original game of chess could not win the ancient sea.
This was supposed to be the ultimate human being, after all, the ancient sea was only in its seventies.
Soon, however, the tunnel began to crush as well. Invincible all the way. There's only one word in the ancient ocean's piano path, victory!
Victory! Victory! It is also impeccable.
Nowadays, it is most impossible to distinguish between victorious and defeated calligraphy. The first exit, also known as surprise, was in the Sun Shrine in the past, and Bingki had never seen such a demonic monster.
Are you fixing up your chess book? It's just a complete fix. How can you be so good?
The Warrior?
Bingzi also has some literary cultivation of the calligraphy. At the beginning of the first sentence, Bingzi suddenly raised her heart. Indeed, one sentence is stronger than the other, singing along the way, as if treading on the "Reunification into the Army" in a ferocious manner. Who the hell is this ancient sea you're following?
The ancient sea continues to vomit poetry.
“Leaving the ancient sea drink, take off your sword and knee!
Will burn purple and persuade to live forever!
Three glasses of vomit, five yue poured lightly!
After the eyes and ears get warm, you're breathing neon!
Wan Wan swings the hammer, shocked by the song first!
Chigu Erzhuang, Meihe Metropolitan! ”
“Boom boom! ”
With purple pennies falling, the paper, bright and upbeat, like a giant meteor, comes out at this moment, one, ten, twenty or even hundreds of pieces, at this moment it seems like it doesn't need money to burst out.
The calligraphy is frenzied, the pen is upset, and the heavens and the earth are discolored.
Previously it was a column of light, but in the later stages it was like a fireworks, and the sky was so bright.
The clouds disappeared, the winds disappeared, and there was nothing left but that vast white light that lit up the heavens and the earth during the daylight.
Wuyue Academy is a long way from the metropolitan city. The people of the metropolitan city were looking at the scene in the mirror, but now a meteoroid rain of light poured over the sky, far apart, through the white cloud gap, the people of the city saw the bright white light in the north of the city.
Previously it was a huge Qi Creek, and now it's a huge Qi Hai, and countless repairmen are staring at it.
Those who do not understand the calligraphy have already seen it, Xikang Wang wants to humiliate the ancient sea. At this moment, instead, he is constantly smoking his face with a poem from the ancient sea. Each sentence needs to be smoked a few times. He looks at the image and looks at Xikang Wang's expression as if his face had been swollen. I couldn't help but mourn for him.
But those who know the scriptures see everything from these six sentences.
It is said that Purple Wei and Everlasting Life made out with the ancient sea, and the ancient sea feasted, and the two lay their swords on their knees. The ancient sea is delightful for purple and longevity to eat meat and drink wine. Guhai asked to help a woman named Wan 'er, three glasses of hot wine down her stomach, and generously promised to insert a knife for her knowledge. A promise weighs heavily on the mountains of Wuyue, the breath in your chest can be carried through the rainbow! The two men waved a gold hammer in order to save the woman's ‘euphemism’ in the ancient sea. This feat shocked both the song and the song. The two masters took pride in it. After a thousand years, it will surely be passed on to the metropolitan city to talk about beauty.
“What a thousand-year-old man!” Chiang Ma stood in the yard squeezing his fist. Apparently completely attracted to this poem.
In a tavern.
Wan 'er fairy looked at the ancient sea of constant vomiting in the image, Wan 'er fairy eyes slightly red.
That woman called ‘Wan’, that's me. Turns out, although we split up, Guhai has been thinking about me? He was unable to come because of the taboo of the two countries and invited two people to protect him secretly.
“Idiot!” Wan's eyes became slightly wet.
And the rest of the city, explaining it to each other, is sudden.
“Is that what this is about? ”
“King Heikon misunderstood the two strong men! ”
“Hao Zheng has explained everything. The ancient sea did not lie. The two strong men, at the invitation of the ancient sea, waved the gold hammer to attack King Xikang! ”
“Perhaps the witch misunderstood too! ”
“Chigu Erzhuang? How could I have thought he was a dwarf before? How can a man who believes so much in righteousness be a dwarf? ”
“They are not dwarfs, and the ancient sea is not dwarfs, are they? Didn't His Majesty say that things are divided into groups? How could he be a dwarf? ”
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The wind of the people in the city began to change, and some calligraphers, looking at the ancient sea at this moment, revealed the colour of infinite worship. This kind of article, it's a thousand years old.
More than a thousand ancient adventures, the ancient sea of Earth, thousands of years ago came out this Li Bai, writing such poems, no one has ever surpassed him, he is the Immortal, standing in the cloud, overlooking the creation.
Where does that blast come from or is it a meteor? It's a meteor rain! And it's still a heavy meteor storm.
Above the square.
Mo Yike took a breath of air. Dead to the ancient sea.
Mu Yike is the most deeply researched in the ancient sea. Since the beginning, Mu Yike has been good at chess. Although it is rarely revealed, Mu Yike himself understands how strong the chess path is and how far the plan is. But my proudest chess path is no better than the ancient sea.
Qindao, the ancient sea of Jinzhou, is even more invincible.
Today's calligraphy, the ability to suppress Xikang King?
“I can't see you anymore! Huh!" Mo Yike looked at the ancient sea and revealed a slight whispering bitter smile.
He often looks at the ancient sea, but his eyes squint.
Long Wanyu sat aside, although he didn't know much about the calligraphy situation, but he probably understood the meaning of the words. That is, the last time outside Longjian City, Guhai invited two people to eat food, ate 10,000 people's share, and then asked two people to help take care of Wan 'er fairy, the two of them went to do it, that's simple.
However, it is not clear that these words completely wash away the suspicion of the dwarf for the three people, and make the three people appear to have a sense of affection and a thousand antiquities.
Li Shen Machine held the glass in his hand and pinched fingerprints on it.
At this moment, the ugliest face, belongs to Heikon King. Bite your teeth and stare.
How can you be so strong with ancient sea poetry?
The Gu Hai also spit out the last two sentences at this moment.
“Dead man's bones, not ashamed of the world!
Who can read, Your Highness? Mrs. Whitehead! ”
“Boom boom! ”
The dense, bright Qi suddenly appeared under the pen as a geometric multiplier erupted, a rush of air, instantly, everywhere, already covered by white light.
The bright sky rises, even to the four corners of the metropolis, for a moment, in the evening time, the metropolis is lit up as if it were noon, bright and shining in the city. The brightness of the bright light instantly baptized the body of the city's builders.
Countless fixers suddenly feel comfortable all over their bodies, as if listening to the poem cleans up all the filthy accumulation in their bodies.
The air is everywhere, and the stains are all removed.
However, so much so that the heavens and the earth suddenly seemed to hear the sound of the poem, as if the myriad ghosts were reciting it in unseen places.
“The Warrior Banks!
Han Ke Hu Hu, Dry Hook Frost Snow!
Silver saddle like a white horse, like a meteor!
Kill one man in ten steps, and leave no room!
After that, go and hide your kung fu and fame!
Hit the ancient sea drinks and take off your sword and knee!
Will burn purple and persuade to live forever!
Three glasses of vomit, five yue poured lightly!
After the eyes and ears get warm, you're breathing neon!
Wan Wan swings the hammer, shocked by the song first!
Chigu Erzhuang, Meihe Metropolitan!
Even the bones of Dead Man are not ashamed of the world!
Who can read, Your Highness? Mrs. Whitehead! ”
One, a million, a million, a million!
It's like coming from a mighty alien ghost, sounding all over the world. The ghost god seemed reluctant to recite it, but there was a force in the underworld that forced them to recite it, and the voice was a little weird, like a crying resistance, slowly accepting the baptism of the verse.
The two hundred million people in the metropolitan area quietly glared at each other.
Above Wuyue College Square.
The officers also quietly stared at Ziwei and wrote the last word.
When it's all over, the gods are crying and almost everyone's chicken skin is infarcted. It's a kind of soul trembling.
“The pen fell into shock, the poem turned into a crying ghost?” Someone suddenly read a sentence.
“Poetry into a crying ghost? It's really poetry and crying ghosts!” In the metropolis, calligraphers stared and shouted.
The ghost cried for almost half an hour before calming down slowly.
But the word still shines an infinite glow, shooting all over the heavens and the earth.
As for the next copy of "Rejoining the Army in Han", it has been completely overshadowed.
The banquet was quiet and everyone held their breath until the ancient sea said something.
“In the next sermon, thanks to King Xikang for presenting me a" Reunification to the Army ", a good poem, I must carefully treasure it, don't let your mocha dust!” Ancient Sea smiled.
“Pfft, pfft! ”
The crowd heard two crisp applauses on King Heikang's face.
Live broadcast, 200 million people, as if they had heard both applauses.