Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Chapter 570: I Raise My Spirit
After all the noise among the people, there was no more awe of the saints. The pressures of previous saints were instantly reduced by countless, and even an aversion to the pressure of saints on themselves.
“Mr. Gu, there are calligraphy, calligraphy, you fight back against them too!” Suddenly, people screamed with excitement.
A calligraphy strike back?
Even saints are not fools. After three accidents, how can there be any accidents? One by one looks at the whole field.
“The calligraphy, is it ready?” The saints drank their voices.
“I've made it, just wait for the saint to say it, I'll write it!” There was a scream in the book of entries.
“Me too! ”
“Me too! ”
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Suddenly, a book fixes its eyes and looks at the ancient sea not far away.
The saints are also staring at the ancient sea.
In particular, the heavenly brush was purple, circled around and walked back to the ancient sea.
“Purple Wei, how's it going?” Asked Eternal Life.
“They didn't write it. What can I do?” Purple hands in a stall.
“Another pen? Be careful, saints!” The saints of Painting and Qindao shouted from time to time.
Eggs of everlasting life, Chen's song, nearly crumbled all the saints, how can the saints still dwarf the purple pen?
The protection against purple and microscopic has already reached its limit.
“Now that calligraphy contestants are ready, start writing!” The ram sanctified loudly.
When the Holy Lamb began writing, the Qing Emperor looked at the ancient sea and glanced at the Great Dry Emperor, but suddenly said: “The Lamb presides! ”
“Hmm?” came the lamb's holy frown.
The people of the Quartet also looked at the Blue Emperor in confusion.
“At this Halloween, I am in flames, abstaining!” The Qing Emperor solemnly said.
“Boom!”
All around, the contestants were loud.
Abstain? The Great Flames of Heaven gave up this fight?
The contestants of the Great Flame Dynasty were also suddenly lost. However, the Qing Emperor had spoken out and no one dared to refute it.
“Yes!” the ram nodded.
“Go!” The Qing Emperor stepped on his sleeve.
Countless people on the Quartet have been blinded. But just when the people were wondering, another voice sounded.
“Ram host! ”
“Hmm?” The ram looked suspiciously.
But from the great yellow sky of Conti.
“At this Halloween, I am in the Great Yellow Heavenly Dynasty, abstaining!” Conti solemnly said.
After that, the big sleeves swung and slowly left with a crowd of Huangtian contestants.
Turning a blind eye, the contestant's face became more complicated.
The Great Flames, the Great Yellows? Why did they suddenly give up the game?
The saints of the heavens are also in doubt.
“The Great Yellow Sky? The Great Flames of Heaven? Huh!”
“Unfortunately, the Green Emperor, the last piece of" Blue Word ", can be called Jealousy, but now you give up? ”
“So is Conti. Why is this happening this time when the last" Confucian Says "was benevolent? ”
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The saints wondered.
All three holy places have their eyes peeled.
“Allah, the Qing Emperor and Conti dare not touch the evil gates of the ancient sea? Afraid of losing face?” A six-wing angel is curious.
He shook his head at the beginning and looked at the Great Dry Emperor. He whispered: "The ancient sea is not capable of that. They are not afraid of the ancient sea, but making way for the Great Dry Emperor! ”
South.
“Giant, two heavenly dynasties, give way to the great dry lord? Is it to face the three holy places of our kingdom?” A disciple too bright frowned.
“Huh, Conti, Green Emperor? That's how they see it, Your Majesty? Tens of thousands of years ago, only the last time the old man watched chess coincided, the Temple of Mando, just the territory of my three holy places, it is not the turn of a heavenly dynasty established for thousands of years to enter!” Too giant for a low-pitched cold tunnel.
The West.
“Buddha, Green Emperor, Conti, so confident and dry, Your Majesty?” A bodhisattva curious.
The future Buddha shook his head and shut his mouth.
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“Saint said: under the title ‘Qi’, the sky has changed with ‘weather’. Different regions have ‘earth gas', water vaporization has‘ water gas', flames of fire abound with 'fire’, corpses rot with ‘filth', dirty sweat with 'popularity’, to the heavens and the earth with 'sun', night to night with ‘yin', humiliation and evil with 'anger’. On the subject of 'Qi', poetry songs can be given, write quickly!” The Ram Saint once again drank loudly.
At the time of the big drink, the calligraphy contestants began to write books.
Although the calligraphy saint is no longer named as a ‘dwarf', the last sentence: insulting and evil is‘ angry ’, which has explained everything, and the calligraphy saint is very angry from the insults of the ancient sea.
Of course, at this moment, the fool can also see that the ancient sea offends the saints, and only by writing poems insulting the ancient sea can it be favored by the saints.
Suddenly, a calligraphy contestant, penned, began to focus on sarcastic articles.
“Mr. Koo, write one too!” The ram saint looks toward the ancient sea.
The ancient sea smiled slightly and nodded.
“Mr. Koo, I'll write for you. I can write anything you want!” Ziwei suddenly braved herself.
“Watch out, watch out for that fat guy!” The saints glanced at the purple.
The ancient sea was not in a hurry to settle pens, but looked to the Quartet calligraphy contestants.
“Boom!”
Sima Long Sky, Jehovah, and a thousand calligraphers fell under the pen, suddenly the wind was blowing, the pen was raining, for a time, the clouds covered, the lightning was thundering. But he was full of good calligraphers.
Everyone penned and suddenly burst out into the sky like a long river bursting into the sky.
The sea was brilliant and swept like a river into the sea for a while.
Soon, however, the colors slowly changed.
“Look, the book repair in red, I know, he wrote" Fire, "his pen turned red, see? Fire and agitation! ”
“The blue book repair, he wrote about the water gas, turned blue, look, dyed the white air above the sea some blue! ”
“Is that the Lord? He wrote" filthy "and turned grey? That's just getting gray. It stinks. Is this an insult to Mr. Gu? ”
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When the people were stunned, they saw a sheet of paper, spraying out various colorful air columns. The air columns swept into the sky and suddenly stained the sea with different colors.
“Mr. Gu, you see, many of them are scolding you. Now, it's not finished. It's just all kinds of air columns. Later, once it's finished, that piece of paper will come straight at you. By then, all kinds of filthy words will pour into you, and once it is sung, it will surely ruin your reputation!” Purple Micro Focus Express.
“Yes, Mr. Gu, this kind of pen falls into shock, later poetry becomes a crying ghost, must be celebrated by countless books in the world, then it will be too late to recover!” Evergreen nodded.
“Master, why don't you write a poem?” Chen worried.
Those books and repairs are writing poems insulting the ancient sea, but they are not yet written and have not revealed any great harm. Waiting for them to slander themselves?
“Well, I say, Mr. Purple Wei, you write!” The ancient sea nodded.
The ancient sea said it was going to be written, and suddenly, the saints were in a commotion.
There are a lot of calligraphy strong people on the field, but the saints are not paying attention, and even, they don't look very closely. Because of their gaze, they all stared at the ancient sea.
With the foreplay, the saints are extremely alert to the ancient sea. On a few occasions, they accidentally followed the path of the ancient sea. At this moment, can you be careless?
“Look, the fat guy's about to start writing! ”
“Written what? ”
“Careful, don't look at them all. The saint who was pregnant before is a prelude to the car! ”
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Some of the saints dare not look at what the saints fear.
Taichu and Taishang all glanced at each other. After all, the ancient sea calligraphy still has some ears. "The Warrior's Bank", "The Coming Wine", "The Great Sorrow" and "Bodhi" have caused a lot of sensation. I don't know what the ancient sea is going to write at this moment.
Even presiding over the Holy Lamb is curious to see.
Ancient sea opening, purple pen, began to write.
“Do you dare ask, sir, how long is it?” The ancient sea chanted.
The purple pen, too, was instantly written down.
In the purple pen room, there is a white blazing air, the breeze blows through, quite smooth. The magnificent columns, too, are extremely thin and do not see any power.
“Huh?”
The Quartet suddenly heard a slight hum, you know, it's not like the ancient sea style, this sentence has no momentum.
Don't you dare ask Mr. Bad Long. I mean, what's your specialty, sir?
But is that poetry? Words, songs? None of this is right. Just one question. What's the point?
At a time of confusion among the many calligraphers of the Quartet, the ancient sea read the second sentence.
“Says: ‘I know that I am good at raising my spirits.’” The ancient sea chanted.
Purple Slow Down Pen.
“How dare you ask?” The ancient sea reads again.
Purple continues to fall.
“It's not a poetry song, it's a question and answer? Ask Gu Hai, Gu Hai answer?” Oriental frowned slightly.
The Southern Taishang Giant also showed a slight smile: "Q&A? Is it about the blazing Q&A? This ancient sea, such a big breath, is that what he can answer?! ”
In the West, the future Buddha is also a slight eyebrow picking, hands together ten: “Unlimited life Buddha, water gas, fire, anger, obscenity, yang qi, yin qi, are all universal, tangible, with cause and effect. The unique 'vast qi', seemingly empty, without comment, without uncertainty, without life, without future life, without cause and effect, but also the book of calligraphy, no one dares to preach the 'book of calligraphy'. This ancient sea, he wants to explain the 'vast qi’? That's too much! ”
“Not on your own!” Not far away, in writing, the Lord looked at the ancient sea with a smile.