Everlasting Immortal Firmament

Tianyin City, Central Square!

Most of the great literary figures from the heavens gather here, where the Eight-Party Doctrine collides, and Quadripartite literature exchanges here. There are literary consultations and clashes of literature at all times. Although temporarily assembled, it is like a sacred place of literature. A literary monk is not willing to leave for a moment, and needs to learn more culture.

A group of people surrounded by tens of thousands of manuscripts, Ancient Sea pedestrians approached, couldn't even squeeze in.

“Out of the way, out of the way! We're a big representative. Out of the way!” Officials are ahead of us.

“Representative Dahan?” The manuscript squeezed in front of him was slightly flat and immediately moved away.

Because the literature gathered here understands that the collision of literature here is a small dynasty unknown to the heavens and the earth, the vast dynasty, is‘ challenging ’the great yellow sky.

The challenge was not self-imposed, but it persisted for a long time, still did not distinguish between winning and losing, the literature watched Wenbi, gradually put aside a contempt for the vast dynasty, the weight was unmatched, at least a game of chess in front of the eyes, how many people sighed.

Dahan dynasty? Another delegate?

The ancient sea line finally broke into it as the crowd moved away.

Once inside, Gu Hayton was able to see the inside.

But at the center of the height, at this moment, a scroll is floating flat, on the scroll is written the "Bodhi", the Bodhi twenty words, the words blossom golden light, rolling around like a storm, it seems to form a tornado, the sky is swept up to the sea, below is suppressed by the glacier covered by golden light.

The corner of Bingley's mouth was also hung with coagulated blood, and she sat on her knees, holding a word in her hand. Although it was wrinkled, she could see the words "will drink" on it. Bingley seemed to be in a coma, and her knees sat motionless, but still held "will drink" dead.

“Is this Bingie? Stuck in a book land and never getting out?” Chen's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.

“Oh, that's a lie!” There was a glint of light in the eyes of the ancient sea.

Even though Bingzi had made herself a bowl of medicine soup in the past, Bingzi was finally her own woman. At this moment, she saw her woman repressed in the book, and the ancient sea suddenly sinked into the bottom of the valley.

Bingie was suppressed under Bodhi, not far from the side, with a chessboard, and Mo Yike was playing against an old man in white hair at the moment.

There were plenty of pawnbrokers around, learned the board of the two, set the chess score, and began to follow the postulate.

However, there are several chessboards that are stained with blood.

“Pfft!”

A chess fixer suddenly spits blood and sprays it on a chessboard.

“Nanjima, how are you? You threw up blood, too?” The chess men lifted up the bloodspitting man as they paused.

“How is that possible? What chess power? I just intercepted one of the chess areas, just...!” The South Island Chess King was shocked.

“Don't look, be careful, this game is weird, don't look!” The South Island Chess King called out to others from time to time.

“As soon as Chess Road entered the country, it seemed to see a whirlpool. I couldn't pull myself deep enough. I seemed to see thousands of army horses killing me! ”

“Me too, it hurts, but this game is amazing, amazing, I can't help but look away! ”

“Pfft!”

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Deeply committed chess builders, most of them are flushed, their hearts are caught up. Once they get into the game, they can't pull themselves out, but they far exceed their chess strength, their hearts crossed, and their mouths spit blood.

Mo Yike and the gray-haired old man are not in a rush to fall, they are both extremely cautious, you come and go to me.

Not far behind the old man with white hair, sitting in a seat, a very handsome white monk, the monk drinking tea, standing beside a group of subordinates.

“Your Majesty, the gray-haired old man who plays chess with Mr. Mo, is a never-ending man. The one who sits there drinking tea is the monk of Yuan Chu, and everyone else is a servant of the Great Huang Tian Dynasty. The Great Yellow Heavenly Dynasty, there was a group of others, but they all left now!” An official explained to the ancient sea.

“Yuan Chu monk? Oh!” The ancient sea revealed a slight smile.

Moya stands behind a group of other great dynasty officials.

At this moment, the ancient sea crammed into the crowd and came to the forefront, suddenly attracting their attention.

“Your Majesty!” Officials were overjoyed.

“Bye, Your Majesty!” The vast array of officials came down with excitement.

Dahan officials prayed and suddenly led to a surprise in the surrounding literature.

“Emperor of the Great Han Dynasty? ”

“Is he the Emperor? ”

“How dare Mr. Mo stay in the dynasty? To bow to him? ”

“I don't see anything special! ”

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The people look at the ancient sea curiously, most of them do not know the ancient sea, but there are some people who know the ancient sea, especially those coming from the metropolitan city, when they see the coming of the ancient sea, they suddenly show great joy.

“Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu is here! Ha-ha-ha, this monk is in a bad mood! ”

“Master Yuen Chu is in trouble? Does this vast emperor also know literature? ”

“Of course, the earlier" Coming Into the Wine "was made between Mr. Gu Su. When the wine was going to come out, the pen shocked, the poem turned into a crying ghost, you didn't see it! ”

“Also, Mr. Gu's pavement is also extremely powerful, as if Mr. Mo's pavement were less powerful than Mr. Gu's! ”

“Impossible. How can his chess power compare to that of Mr. Moore? ”

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With the people who knew the ancient sea, the literature around them also disturbed. After all, to the extent that it reached the level of Muyike, in the world it is already Phoenix Maorin horn, but you said this ancient gentleman is better than him? Is that possible?

Besides, that's gonna go in. Did he really do it?

There was a disturbance among the cultivators around.

Suddenly aroused the curiosity of Yuanchu monks, dropped the teacup and looked at the ancient sea in doubt.

Mr. Mo also had a meal in his hand, turning his head.

“Mr. Mo, if you play chess, you have to play!” Across the street is a friendly reminder.

“Your Majesty, you are finally here!” Muay Yiketon's face is full of joy.

Mo Yijie's expression on his face was slight and confusing.

Guhai nodded his head and his shady face came forward: "Thank you, Mr. Mo! ”

“Shen didn't do anything, just Bingie, but Shen can't do anything!” Mo also smiled bitterly.

“Oh, Your Majesty? That's what Bingie said. You can defeat my ancient sea if you come?” Not far away, the monks of Yuan Chu revealed a slight smile.

He looked at the ancient sea curiously, not saying anything, but looking at Mo Yike: “Mr. Mo, it's time for you to fall! ”

Mo Yike shook his head: "One moment, Mr. Lifeless! ”

After that, Mu Yike followed the ancient sea.

But the ancient sea is one step at a time. Look at the blood on the corner of Bingie's mouth. The ancient sea was shady.

Yuanchu monks also stood up and walked step by step to the ancient sea of Binghi.

Quartet literature looks at the ancient sea amazingly, you know, although some people admire the ancient sea, how can people believe him if they don't see the ancient sea means?

“Infinite Life Buddha, Ice Girl, is now in your vast honor?” Yuanchu Monk asked coldly.

Looking at the ancient sea, there is an arrogance in your eyes.

Instead of ignoring the monks of Yuan Chu, the ancient sea cautiously picked up the volume "Going to Wine" in Bingie's hands.

“Beware, there is a veil of Bodhi!” A kind Vincent called from time to time.

Indeed, the twenty golden words of Bodhi suddenly have a part of the gleaming golden light coming straight towards the ancient sea. As long as the strong calligraphy is covered in it, they will instantly fall into the calligraphy of Bodhi without being able to pull themselves out, as if they were Bingie, trapped in the land of books.

Yuanchu monks revealed a slight smile and looked like the ancient sea was ugly.

Outside Central Square, Qingdi with a group of people, also looked cold at the center of Central Square, accurately staring at the ancient sea. See that the ancient sea stepped into the center of the Bodhi Book Realm, and it was also eye-popping.

“Buzz!”

However, it appears that the ancient sea was not disturbed in the slightest while stepping forward in the Book of Bodhi.

“Well, how?” The monks at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty showed some dismay.

"Bodhi" is extremely aggressive. The stronger calligraphy is unlikely to walk this way. Whenever there is a calligraphy, it must be affected. But the ancient sea is like that. Why doesn't it feel at all?

“Oh?” The Qing Emperor in the distance also glanced.

“Emperor, the ancient sea has no calligraphy? How is it not influenced by Bodhi?” Seven kills surprised.

“How can there be no calligraphy? Didn't you hear that Future Wine was written by Guhai?” One person next to him did not understand.

“Yes!” Seven Kills revealed confusion.

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In the small courtyard of the future Buddha, a group of monks have long regarded the ancient sea as their enemy. They are also looking at the ancient sea, far apart, and seeing the scene of the center, the monks are also shocked.

“Buddha, how can the ancient sea be fine?” A monk asked blindly against the palace beside him.

The palace was silent for a moment, and the voice of the future Buddha came: "Strange! ”

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In Central Square, countless manuscripts also stared. After a while of discussion, how could the ancient sea have no effect?

The ancient sea naturally won't tell anyone that it doesn't have a calligraphy, so it won't be affected. Instead, he looked at the frown-locked ice cucumber with some heartache. Gently wiped her dry blood from the corner of her mouth.

Even as she became obsessed with the Bodhi Book, Bingie still died grabbing the Upcoming Wine.

The Ancient Sea slowly grabbed the Upcoming Wine and seemed to want to pull it out.

“No, this is the Emperor's Upcoming Wine. You don't deserve it. You don't deserve it!” In confusion, Bingie seemed to be resisting, not allowing anyone to grab the forthcoming wine.

“Bingie, it's me. Give me the wine!” Ancient Sea Soft Channel.

“Your Majesty, are you here? Save me, Your Majesty! Save me!” Icey screamed in obscurity, trembling all over her body.

Relaxed in the hand, "Coming Into the Wine" was drawn out by the ancient sea.

Bingie is still awake, but trembling all over her body: "What a big snow, Your Majesty, I'm cold, Your Majesty, I'm cold! ”

Cersei trembled in Bingie's coma and watched the ancient sea give birth to a heartache. Binggi is the body of the water, so cold, how can the Bodhi Book be the coldest cold.

The ancient sea looked up at the Bodhi floating at high altitude, and his face was so gloomy.

“Bingie, I'm here. You can't get out of trouble in the Bodhi Book. I'll teach you to come out. It's just Bodhi, but Lulu!” Ancient Sea Soft Channel.

“Take the ink pen, Yan!” Ancient Sea Sinking Channel.

“Yes!” The officials immediately picked up an ink pen.

Guhai grabbed the brush and placed it in Bingie's hand.

“Bingie, listen to me, smash the Bodhi with calligraphy!” Ancient Sea Cold Channel.

“I hear the emperor, I hear the emperor, the emperor, I'm cold!” Bingie screamed confused in a cold tremor and sounded awesome, like she was going to cry.

“Break my Bodhi? Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. And let Bingie get caught up in Bodhi's book? In her current state, even if she had the first words to write to her, the power is only in her grand period, Guhai, you really don't have the strength!” Yuan Chu's monk smiled coldly.

“Mo Yike, read Bodhi!” Ancient Sea Sinking Channel.

“Bodhi tree in the heart!” Mo Yike said.

“Write, Bodhisattva no tree!” The ancient sea softened against the obscure ice queen.

“Bodhisattva treeless!” The word "Bingie" is written.

Writing is skewed and twisted, and not shaped at all. Blending into the calligraphy of Ice Girl, there is only a little bit, but just the twisted five words have just been written, but in an instant the hundreds of millions of Buddha golden light, a tsunami-like blast of integrity, rolling towards all sides of the square.

Boom!