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Thirty days of cross-border chess game
King Dan's start was the layout of the chess game, which immediately surprised the host Jiu Gongzi and Wu Yazi beside him. ⊙,
The chess game of heaven and earth is created by the old man. Generally speaking, only the disciple of the old man has the inheritance, and the king Dan also has it? He is also one of the nine sons
Gu Hai's chess game gradually became serious.
"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"...
The two set a piece, you come and I go, countless chess players from all directions looked at the two set pieces, and they gradually showed worry, but they were worried about Gu Hai. Because, with the anger of the saints. Numerous Taoist practitioners immediately greeted Gu Hai with their artistic conception of Taoism.
"boom!"
Gu Hai's body is like a colorful sun, bursting out with various rays of light.
"With so many paintings and artistic conceptions, Gu Hai can still play chess? Is his concentration so high?" The future Buddha frowned and folded his hands together.
"Huh, Gu Hai is not affected by Dao Dao? This group of Dao Dao cultivators are just a bunch of rubbish!" His eyes were cold.
Too early to stare at Gu Hai.
Gu Hai remained unmoved, still in the midst of it.
Not to mention that the artistic conception of calligraphy is useless to Gu Hai. Gu Hai's current chess skills have given Gu Hai a super determined force, and Yizi is playing against King Dan.
King Pill is also extremely careful, because King Pill understands his current situation, as long as he wins Gu Hai, there are bound to be countless people who are willing to recommend him.
"Mr. Gu doesn't seem to be affected?"
"Mr. Gu is really amazing. With so many paintings and artistic conceptions, how can he settle down safely?"
"The Hallmaster of Yipin Hall, really amazing!"
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The people around exclaimed.
The saints all over the sky are staring at Gu Hai.
"Hmph, I see how long you can hold on!" A painter saint said coldly.
Even if Gu Hai is not affected now, the saints are sure that Gu Hai will definitely not be able to bear it. There are nearly 10,000 Taoist practitioners, and none of them are ordinary people. They are all Taoist practitioners who can paint illusions. Gu Hai is sure. The one who can't hold on for long, no, even a certain saint in the sky can't hold on for long, let alone Gu Hai
Just as King Dan, painters and saints were looking forward to it, a voice suddenly resounded through the audience.
"Hahahaha, Mr. Gu, I have finished painting, look at my painting, my painting is finished!"
Finished
Hearing this voice, almost all the saints were agitated.
Turning their heads one by one, this is longevity? That scourge, he drew another picture
At first, a group of saints still wanted to see what the paintings of Changsheng were about, but the hundred pregnant saints who had passed out on the side reminded them that suddenly, no one dared to look at the paintings of Changsheng.
Is it another painting? Did the scourge draw another picture
The voice of Changsheng seemed to have stopped the entire Tianyin City in an instant, and the five hundred million people and one hundred thousand contestants all had their faces sinking.
What is being painted
However, no one dared to watch, at least, none of Mu Chenfeng, Mo Yike, and Bingji dared to watch.
The paintings of Changsheng are so evil, who would dare to look at them
"Mr. Gu, how are my paintings? Mr. Gu...!" Chang Sheng suddenly rushed over with the painting.
Gu Hai naturally heard Changsheng's paintings, but, with the'Egg Map' pearls and jade in front, Gu Hai really didn't dare to look at it, but he was not too interested in Changsheng. Pretending not to hear, continue to move.
"Mr. Gu, my drawing is finished. Look, you are at the court meeting. By the way, you are playing chess, forget it, forget it, let me save you!" Chang Sheng said anxiously.
With that said, Changsheng turned the painting towards Gu Hai, and from the painting, a golden light spurted out and rushed straight into Gu Hai.
"Um?"
"What's on the painting?" After all, some people turned their heads and looked curiously.
Seeing Changsheng's paintings, almost everyone looked stiff.
"hiss!"
"How dare he!"
"He actually painted saints?"
"This can also be painted? Is he crazy?"
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Many people who saw the painting were immediately surprised.
But I saw it in the painting of Changsheng. It is extremely magnificent.
In the picture, Gu Hai wears a dragon robe and sits on a dragon chair. There are countless officials standing in two rows. These officials are not bystanders, but more than 10,000 participating artists.
Changsheng painted all these paintings as Gu Haichenzi.
More importantly, in the center of the chapel in the painting, there are also five hundred saints, who are painting saints. There are one hundred holding children and kneeling in front of the ancient sea in the painting. The other four hundred are also bruised, dying, and completely covered. The binding, as if only waiting for Gu Hai in the painting to give an order, all beheaded in public.
Those who saw this painting were completely shocked.
"Is this depicting the majesty of the ancient sea?"
"The five hundred painting saints all became prisoners and were imprisoned. Is this a picture of the saints being tried?"
"He, he doesn't want to play? Even the judges dare to slander?"
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Countless people exclaimed.
But when he saw Changsheng tremble, there was a loud shout in the picture: "Those who are in harmony with this, punish the Nine Clan!"
This is the sound from the painting.
But under this weird sound, the golden light in the painting suddenly skyrocketed ten thousand times, rushing straight into Gu Hai's body, immediately covering up all the other light on Gu Hai's body, and following the light from all directions, transmitting the golden light to one. Wan attacked Gu Hai’s Taoist cultivator.
"boom!"
The ten thousand painting Taoists were suddenly shrouded in golden light.
Almost at the same time, the ten thousand painting saints are all arousing spirits. Entered the artistic conception of Changsheng painting.
Changsheng's artistic conception of painting shows the boundless majesty of the court, as if Tianwei instantly dazzled the minds of all painters. The painters had forgotten everything and really thought they were Gu Hai's courtiers.
Just like the illusion that Gu Hai saw, these painting repairs not only saw it, but also went straight to his heart.
"Puff!" "Puff!"……
Suddenly, 10,000 paintings were repaired on the ground.
"The emperor forgive us, we have nothing to do with these saints!"
"The emperor, these saints are not going to die, the minister has nothing to do with them!"
"These saints who eat shit, I have nothing to do with them!"
"The emperor invites you to behead all these saints to the public!"
"No, ask the emperor to hang their heads on the tower!"
"The emperor, these saints are not human."
"The emperor, these sage pigs and dogs are not as good, kill them!"
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Under the emperor's'Tianwei', painters pointed at the saints in the sky, verbally insulting them, it is better to scold them as pigs and dogs, scolding them as nothing, scolding them as beasts, all kinds of insults are endless.
"You guys, dare you!" The painting saints suddenly roared, almost being carried away in anger.
For many years, I have never suffered such insults. For thousands of years, for tens of thousands of years, how often did I not be regarded as an ancestral offering by the participants of the Halloween Conference? Which time is not asking myself to look at them more.
Do you dare to scold me? Still cursing so bad? Did you have a son? Is this what you scolded me
The Four Hundred Saints were furious.
A super farce broke out in the central square, attracting contestants in the Shudou District, Qin Dou District, and Chess Dou District to look sideways and look surprised.
There was an uproar among the 500 million people in all directions.
Some were surprised, some laughed, and it was very noisy.
"Changsheng? The artistic conception of one person, overwhelming all the contestants?" Kong Di, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes.
Qingdi's face also sank: "Changsheng? I understand, it's him, it's him, and that Ziwei? It's the two of them?"
To the east, the angels looked in astonishment.
"Allah, is that person's artistic conception so powerful?" A seraph said in astonishment.
"Dao Dao competes and fights with artistic conception. The loser is defeated by thousands of miles, and the winner reverses the hostility. This person paints the artistic conception, really powerful, a heavenly paintbrush? Gu Hai asked him to paint that painting?" Tai Chu frowned. .
south.
"Giant, Gu Hai and the others are crazy, how can they paint this kind of painting? Do you want to judge?" a high-level disciple frowned.
The Taishang giant narrowed his eyes and said: "Is this the same death? Huh, Gu Hai is so cruel. He knows that the saints of painting will not choose him, but he does the opposite, letting all the participating painting artists insult the saints and scold the saints. The beasts are not as good, so that the saints are not willing to choose them?"
The west.
"Buddha of immeasurable life! The scolding is too ugly. The saints have been detached from the world, and they are actually inhumane. The good and bad of this group of participating painters are also uneven!" A bodhisattva sighed slightly.
"Good painting doesn't mean good character, alas, it's just that, this year's Halloween Convention, a bit changed!" The future Buddha smiled bitterly.
Has the taste changed? It's more of a bad taste.
The painting repairmen who bowed down to Gu Hai became more and more ugly to insult the saint. In order to distinguish the relationship with the saint, they even did not hesitate to compose some peachy incidents and sleeves for the saints. The four hundred saints who listened to them almost fainted.
"Zhuzi, Zhuzier dare!"
"Dare you, if the old man can come down, he will definitely hit you!"
"Ignorant kid, bastard stuff!"
"The old man fights with you!"
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The saint in the sky roared angrily, but there were more than 10,000 Taoist practitioners below. There are so many people that the four hundred saints can't answer their mouths at all, and even a few saints who are clean and self-conscious, see that their reputation is more than their fate, were slandered by this "disgraceful" story and fainted.
Longevity is complacent.
Gu Hai, who was sitting aside, had a cold sweat on his forehead and a wry smile. This time of longevity, you are a big cow.
"Changsheng is playing big again!" Mu Chenfeng not far away said blankly.
"These sacred sages can be regarded as completely hating the emperor!" Mo Yike smiled bitterly.
Bing Ji also didn't know how to deal with it, so she could only smile bitterly: "At least it proves that Changsheng's painting skills are indeed powerful, and one person overwhelms everyone!"
The fleeting master who presided over the painting was already dumbfounded at this moment.
This is the first time I have seen that in the competition, the judgment will become such a big picture. All the painterly contestants knelt and scolded the judges. How can this continue? Can anyone teach me what should I say
"Accepted!" Gu Hai said suddenly.
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