Outside the metropolis, inside an underground palace!
"Gurulu!"
The bottom of the underground palace was filled with billowing blood water, and there were gurgling blisters above the blood water, as if at the bottom of the blood water, there was a fire burning.
The blood was tossing, and the blood mist was billowing in the sky.
The surrounding night pearl lit up the entire Blood Mist Palace. It looks gloomy.
In the center of the blood pool, a stone protruded, and a man in white with closed eyes sat cross-legged above. However, a series of bloody water columns appeared in the blood pool, as if passing through his body, locking it on the boulder.
Everything was calm at first.
At this moment, when Wang Xikang from the outside world revealed his "To Han Guijun", a wisp of righteousness suddenly appeared out of thin air in the Palace of Blood Mist, and suddenly got into the head of the man in white.
"Om!"
This aura of righteousness seemed to give the white-clothed man countless powers in an instant. The white-clothed man suddenly burst into a white light all over his body, as if he was about to break free of the bloody chains on his body.
"Wow!"
After breaking free for a while, the blood chain was safe and sound.
"Oh, Lord Ram, don’t do it in vain. Under my bloody prisoner, do you still want to escape? King Xikang’s calligraphy is good, but he is far worse than you. Your awe-inspiring righteousness I can't break away from my blood prisoner array, let alone King Xikang's awe-inspiring wisp of righteousness? Ha!" A voice came from the bottom of the blood pool.
"Wow!"
The bottom of the blood pool suddenly churned, and suddenly, a huge bat head emerged from the blood pool. Looks hideous. In the right eye, there are two scars, and a cross-shaped scar can be vaguely seen.
The male ram saint in white is exactly the person Gu Hai was looking for secretly during his trip, Dagan Tianchao, Guozijian sacrificed wine.
Saint Ram's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the giant bat head coldly: "Oh, bat ancestor, you dare not kill me. I will always absorb the awe-inspiring righteousness, I firmly believe that evil is invincible. Today I am trapped in prison. Just to salute the greater light in the future!"
"A greater baptism of light? Hahahaha, stop dreaming, the pen is frightening, the ability of King Xikang, there is only so much righteousness, and there is only that little bit of righteousness in the underground palace. I can tell with certainty. You, this wisp of righteousness is already at the limit, there will never be more!" Bat Zu said coldly.
At this moment, Gu Hai's chivalrous trip was written.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!...…… !"
Outside, the meteor shower-like awe-inspiring righteousness soars into the sky, all day long, and the awe-inspiring righteousness is like a vast ocean, rushing in all directions.
In the Blood Mist Underground Palace, he was also suddenly baptized by countless awe-inspiring righteousness.
"Buzzing!"
There was a burst of ghosts and gods crying, and a large amount of awe-inspiring righteousness surged out. The previous was just a strand, but at this moment, it was a hundred strands and ten thousand strands. In an instant, the entire underground palace was white.
"Snapped!"
Sheng Fong Yang heard a slap on the face of the ancestor Bat.
"A ray of abundance of righteousness is already the limit? There will never be more? Hahahahaha!" Sheng Yang laughed mockingly.
"Om!"
A group of Haoran righteous spirits suddenly burrowed towards the top of the head of the sage, as if to be absorbed by the sage of the yang.
"Roar!"
Bat ancestor roared and opened his mouth.
"Suck!"
Suddenly, the awe-inspiring righteousness that was about to get into the head of the ram saint was suddenly sucked into the mouth by the bat ancestor.
Saint Gongyang didn't absorb Haoran's righteousness and was not annoyed, but suddenly laughed.
"Such awe-inspiring righteousness haunts most cities. It seems that I am the one who has done a lot of work and came to me? Hahaha!" Sheng Yang laughed.
"Huh, you want to be beautiful, the calligraphy strongman will save you? I will only be like you, imprisoned in my underground palace, humph!" Fu Zu said coldly.
"Poetry becomes a crying ghost? Yes, he is capable. A knight? Good poetry, a good sentence, ten steps to kill one person, ten thousand miles to do it! If things are done, go deep in your fame and fame! Good! Three cups of Turanuo , The Five Sacred Mountains are light! Good! It’s fragrant to die, not ashamed of the world’s English, who can write your Excellency, the Baishou Taishangjing? A good sentence, every word is Zhuji, the Taishangjing of the Longevity Taoist Palace will not be seen in the eyes What a strongman? Ziwei, Changsheng? The one who came to me is called Gu Hai? Huh? Haven't heard of this person?" Sheng Yang frowned slightly.
"Hmph, it may not be you who did it!" Bat ancestor raised his head, looked upward, opened his mouth and continued to suck in the awe-inspiring righteous energy that had penetrated into the underground palace, his eyes gradually narrowed.
"Fat ancestor? Feeding on Haoran's righteousness? Have you seen this poem too? Huh!" Gong Yang Sheng showed a trace of disdain.
"The first pens of calligraphy that appeared in most places are all mine!" Fu Zu said coldly.
"So, the literary art of your metropolis will never become a climate." Sheng Yang said coldly.
"Most people are martial arts, why do you need rot?" Fu Zu said coldly.
"Insulting gentleman! Humph!" Gong Yangsheng no longer paid attention, but once again studied this knightly poem carefully.
Like the saint of the Ram, in the metropolis, countless calligraphers are also chewing on this knight.
The poetry is so amazing.
Countless calligraphy practitioners were instantly treasured.
The wind direction in the city that had previously despised Gu Hai has also changed. Most people looked at the three Gu Hai and they were no longer villains. Perhaps they were wronged.
However, some of the loyalty of King Xikang showed resentment.
"The three villains not only attacked from behind, but also humiliated gentleman, stealing texts and poems, shamelessly!"
"Ah? What about stealing texts and poems? Isn't this the beginning of calligraphy?"
"It's a beginner, then can't you steal it? Then Gu Hai, you don't know. I heard that a mortal who came out of a secular area in his seventies, how much he can accumulate in his calligraphy? How could it be possible to write so Good verse?"
"Ah? You mean, someone made a poem and asked Gu Hai to read it out?"
"Definitely yes, I don't believe it, he can become a crying ghost in poetry!"
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Two voices appeared in the city. One side began to worship Gu Hai, while on the other, based on imagination, they began to slander Gu Hai, believing that Gu Hai’s poems belonged to others.
Fairy Wan'er was angry and wanted to go to those who had no good intentions, but there were too many people. There is no theory at all.
In a small courtyard in the city.
Sima Changkong was chewing on a long poem, but King Shenwu frowned slightly: "Is this Gu Hai's calligraphy? Will it...?"
"The prince guessed that Mr. Gu's poems faked others? Haha, I don't think so." Sima Changkong laughed.
"Oh?"
"What Gu Hai said didn't come out of thin air, but completely explained a fact! In terms of facts, how do you put your hands on others?" Sima Changkong laughed.
"Poetry becomes a crying ghost? It seems that every poem has to go through a lot of brewing, change and change, before it can be completely finalized, but Gu Hai has come at his fingertips. In this short period of time, how did he make this eternal masterpiece?" King Shenwu frowned.
"This, maybe it's talent!" Sima Changkong also smiled bitterly.
Indeed, Gu Hai didn't seem to think about it just now, and he spat out a masterpiece from the ages, and the face of King Xikang slapped. It's a bit wicked indeed. But Sima Changkong still believes that Gu Hai did it, and I don't know why.
Everyone looked up at the scene in the sky.
In the picture.
Above the banquet square, a quiet piece.
"In the next calligraphy, I will be calm, thank you King Xikang for giving me a piece of "To the Han Guijun", good poems and poems, I must be careful to cherish your calligraphy!" Gu Hai laughed.
"Slap, slap!"
Everyone seemed to hear two clear applause sounds on King Xikang's face.
All the officials suddenly looked stiff at King Xikang, as if to see if King Xikang's face was swollen.
You wrote the eternal masterpiece "Xia Ke Xing", and you still have a mediocre calligraphy? Still want to treasure "Zhihanguijun"? Don't let the calligraphy be dusted? Do you want to take it out from time to time and whip the corpse
King Xikang's face was black to carbon.
Long Wanyu's eyes lit up, looking towards Gu Hai admiringly.
Bing Ji's face was dazed, is the emperor's calligraphy really so powerful
Although Li Shenji was smiling, there was an uncomfortable expression in his eyes. How could Li Shenji think of Gu Hai Shu Dao so powerfully before? real or fake? Isn't he from the barren Thousand Island Sea
"I still treasure it, don't wipe my ass!" Ziwei immediately made up for it.
King Xikang's dark face suddenly flushed.
"Gu Hai, this is for us? Hahaha, it turns out that Ziwei and I are also two heroes of the age? Good poetry, good poetry!" Chang Sheng immediately looked at the paper "Xia Ke Xing" with excitement!
"The two are wronged, this poem is just for the two to rectify their names!" Gu Hai smiled.
"Yes, we finally got our name right. We are the second champion of the age, Ziwei, don't you think?" Changsheng checked his seat shamelessly.
"It is indeed the second hero of the ages. In fact, I originally wanted to compose a poem! I will read it aloud for everyone!" Ziwei said with some regret.
Changsheng's face changed: "Recite a fart, your poem, don't recite it in front of me!"
"What's wrong with my poem? Haven't you been listening to it for many years?"
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The two suddenly quarreled. It was about to be pinched.
"Two, let's not talk about poetry, let's sit down and eat first." Gu Hai immediately interrupted.
"Okay!" The two of them suddenly changed their faces and responded in one bite.
The officials around were weird for a while. When these two people heard what they were eating, their faces changed faster than they turned a book? Is it really the second hero of the age? Knight? These two foodies
The banquet continues. Liang Yihuo finally showed their rude side.
Eat! Eat!
Probably after a stick of incense, the atmosphere of the conversation at the banquet suddenly changed, and everyone suddenly stopped opening their mouths.
However, Ziwei saw a leg of lamb in his left hand and a leg of a corbel in his right hand. After several bites, both legs were eaten. Changsheng even picked up a wine barrel and poured it into his mouth like pouring water.
One leg after another, barrel after barrel of wine.
The attendants responsible for delivering food on the side were all sweating profusely, and the two of them had just begun to devour them.
Eat, eat, eat!
That appetite stunned a crowd of officials. Also stunned the 200 million people in the city.
I don't know who suddenly said: "Here, these two goods are transformed into a demon?"
ps: I have something to go out today.