After the people's uproar, there is no longer a trace of awe for the heavenly saints. The pressure brought by the sage before, also instantly appeared countless, and even felt a kind of disgust with the pressure that the sage put on him.
"Mr. Gu, there are calligraphy and calligraphy, you also fight back against them!" Suddenly, some people shouted excitedly.
Calligraphy fights back
Mantian Saints are not stupid. After three accidents, how can there be accidents? One by one looked at the audience coldly.
"Calligraphy, is it already brewing?" a group of calligraphy saints shouted.
"I have already created it, and I just wait for the saint to speak, and I will write it!" shouted a contestant.
"I'm fine too!"
"I'm fine too!"
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Suddenly, Shuxiu stared at Gu Hai not far away.
All the saints all over the sky stared at Gu Hai.
In particular, Ziwei, the writing brush of that day, went around and walked back to the direction of Gu Hai.
"Ziwei, how is it?" Changsheng asked.
"They didn't write, what can I do?" Zi Wei said with a hand.
"It's a heavenly pen again? All ￥↓￥↓￥↓￥↓, m.☆.c⊙om is a calligraphy saint, please be careful!" Painted Dao and Qin Dao saint shouted immediately.
The egg of longevity, the song of Gouchen, almost broke all the saints, why would the saints look at this heavenly pen Ziwei
The defense against Ziwei had already reached its limit.
"Now that the calligraphy contestants are ready, let's start writing!" Sheng Yang shouted loudly.
When Gong Yang Sheng asked everyone to start writing, Qing Emperor looked at Gu Hai, then squinted at Da Gan Sheng, but suddenly he said, "Master Gong Yang!"
"Huh?" Saint Ram looked frowning.
The people in the Quartet also looked at the Qingdi suspiciously.
"This Halloween conference, we are in the Great Yan Dynasty, and we will abstain from voting!" Qingdi solemnly said.
"boom!"
All around the contestants were in an uproar.
Abstention indisputable? The Great Yan Dynasty gave up this competition
Even all the contestants from the Great Yan Dynasty were suddenly at a loss, but the Qing Emperor had already spoken, and no one dared to refute it.
"Yes!" The ram sanctified his head.
"Go!" Qingdi rolled his sleeves and stepped away.
There are no hundreds of people in the Quartet showing a dazed look. But just as the people were puzzled, another voice sounded.
"Ram host!"
"Huh?" Sheng Yang looked suspiciously.
But it was Emperor Kong from the Rhubarb Dynasty.
"In this Halloween Conference, I am Dahuang Tianchao, and I will abstain from voting!" Kong Di solemnly said.
After that, with a flick of his big sleeve, he slowly left with a group of Rhubarb Tianchao contestants.
In a blink of an eye, the contestants' expressions became more complicated.
Great Yan Dynasty, Rhubarb Dynasty? Why did they suddenly give up the game
The saint in the sky was also puzzled.
"Rhubarb Dynasty? Dayan Dynasty? Huh!"
"Unfortunately, the Qing Emperor, the last piece of "Green Ci", can be described as extraordinary, but now he has given up and is indisputable?"
"The same goes for Emperor Kong. The last time I wrote "Confucianism" was so benevolent, why is it so this time?"
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The saints were puzzled.
All the people of the three holy places squinted their eyes.
"Allah, Emperor Qing and Emperor Kong don't dare to touch Gu Hai's evil door? Afraid of losing face?" A Seraphim curiously asked.
At the beginning, he shook his head, looked at Da Gan Sheng, and whispered: "Gu Hai is not that capable, they are not afraid of Gu Hai, but are giving way to Da Gan Sheng!"
south.
"Giant, the two great celestial dynasties, give way to the great master? Is the great master and our three holy places face-to-face confrontation?" a Taishang Dao disciple frowned.
"Huh, Emperor Kong, Emperor Qing? They are so optimistic about Da Gan Sheng Shang's plot? How many thousands of years, and only the old man made a trick the last time, Wen Dao Temple, is only the territory of my three holy places, no turn Enter into a celestial dynasty that has not been established for thousands of years!" The great giant said in a low voice.
The west.
"Buddha, Emperor Qing and Emperor Kong are so confident and sage?" a Bodhisattva asked curiously.
The future Buddha shook his head and said nothing.
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"The saint said: With the theme of'qi', the sky changes with'weather'. Different regions have'earth gas', water transpiration has'water gas', fire flames have'fire gas', and corpses rot and evil.' Foul qi, fishy embarrassment, sweat and dirt have ‘popularity’, day to mid-day there is yang qi, night yin yin qi, humiliation and evil have anger. With the title of qi, poetry, poetry and poetry. But, just sketch it out!" Saint Ram yelled again.
As they shouted, a crowd of calligraphy contestants began to drop their books.
Although the sage of calligraphy did not use "human" as the subject, the last sentence: humiliation and evil have "anger", and he has understood everything. The sage of calligraphy is very angry from Gu Hai's insult.
Of course, at this moment, even the fool could see that Gu Hai had offended the saints miserably, and he could only win the favor of the saints by writing poems that insulted Gu Hai.
Suddenly, the calligraphy contestants began to write satirical articles as their writing.
"Mr. Gu, you can also write an article!" Saint Gong Yang looked at Gu Hai.
Gu Hai smiled bitterly and turned his head.
"Mr. Gu, I'll help you write, I can write whatever you want!" Ziwei suddenly volunteered.
"Heart, that fat man!" The sage immediately stared at Ziwei.
Gu Hai did not rush to write, but looked at the Quartet calligraphy contestants.
"boom!"
Sima Changkong, Yehua, and thousands of calligraphy practitioners started to write, suddenly there was a violent wind, and the pen was frightening. For a time, dark clouds covered it, and lightning flashed and thundered. But they are all calligraphy masters.
Everyone's pen fell, and the awe-inspiring righteousness suddenly surged from the writing, just like a sea of great righteousness bursting into the sky by a long river.
The sea of righteousness was tumbling for a while, like a river entering the sea.
However, after a while, the aura of righteousness in their respective writings slowly changed color.
"Look, I know that red-robed book repairer. He wrote about "Huoqi". The Haoran's righteousness in his writing has turned red. Can you see it? Huoqi is inflamed and restless!"
"The blue book repair, he wrote about water vapor, it turned blue, look, the white Haoran above the sea of righteousness is dyed a little blue!"
"Is that Yehua? What he wrote was'filthy qi' and it turned gray? That Haoran righteousness turned gray, which meant a smell. Is this insulting Mr. Gu?"
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The people were shocked, but saw various colorful air columns gushing out of sheets of paper, the air columns soaring into the sky, and the sea of Haoran Zhengqi was dyed with different colors.
"Mr. Gu, you see, many of them are scolding you. Right now, they haven't finished writing, but all kinds of air pillars. Later, once they are finished, those pieces of articles will definitely be straightforward. Coming at you, when the time comes, all kinds of filthy words will flood into your body. Once they are sung, they will definitely ruin your reputation!" Zi Wei said anxiously.
"Yes, Mr. Gu, this kind of writing is shocking. When the poem becomes a ghost, it will definitely be eulogized by countless books in the world. When that happens, it will be too late to restore it!" Changsheng said.
"Master, why don't you write a poem too!" Gou Chen worried.
Those calligraphers were writing insulting poems about Gu Hai, but they hadn't been finished yet, and no major harm had been revealed yet. Do you just wait eagerly for them to slander yourself
"Well, I, Mr. Ziwei, you write!" Gu Hai nodded.
As soon as Gu Hai wanted to write, suddenly, the saints all over the sky burst into love.
There are a large number of calligraphers in the arena, but Mantian Sage hasn't paid attention to it, or even looked at it carefully. Because their eyes are all staring at Gu Hai.
With the lessons learned from the past, the saints were extremely alert to Gu Hai, and inadvertently followed Gu Hai's way several times. At this moment, can you be unwilling
"Look, that fat guy is about to write!"
"What did you write?"
"Heart, don't look at it all, the previously pregnant saint is a lesson for the past!"
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A crowd of saints looked worriedly, but some saints did not dare to look around.
Taichu and Taishang all squinted their eyes. After all, Gu Hai’s calligraphy is still heard. "Xia Ke Xing", "Jian Jin Jiu", "Great Compassion Mantra" and "Bodhi" have all caused a sensation. I don't know what Gu Hai wants to write at this moment. what.
Even the host of the ram saint looked curiously.
Gu Hai spoke, Zi Wei dropped the pen and began to write.
"Dare to ask Mr. So evil?" Gu Hainian said.
Ziwei dropped the pen and wrote down instantly.
Between Zi Wei's pen, there was a white aura of righteousness soaring into the sky, and the breeze blew, quite smooth. The pillars of awe-inspiring righteousness were also extremely thin and weak, and could not see the slightest strength.
"what?"
There was a soft voice from the Quartet, you know, this is not like Gu Hai's style, this sentence has no momentum.
Dare to ask Mr. wicked. Means, dare to ask what Mr. is good at
But is this a poem? word? Song? Fu? Nothing is right, just a question, what's the highlight
When many calligraphers in the Quartet were puzzled, Gu Hai said the second sentence.
"Said:'I know what I say, I am good at nurturing my awe-inspiring aura.'" Gu Hai said.
Purple slowly dropped the pen.
"Dare to ask what is the aura of Haoran?" Gu Hai said again.
Ziwei continued to write.
"This is not a poem, but a question and answer? Ask Gu Hai, and Gu Hai answers?" Dongfang Taichu frowned slightly.
The southern giant also showed a sneer: "Q&A? It's a question and answer about the aura of Haoran? This Gu Hai, with a big tone, is this what he can answer?!"
In the West, the future Buddha will also raise his eyebrows slightly and put his hands together: "The Buddha of immeasurable life, water, fire, anger, foul, yang, and yin are all things in the world, tangible and stateful, with cause and effect. It is unique in the spirit of awe. ', seems to come out of thin air, without roots and comments, erratic, no predecessors, no afterlife, no cause and no results, but it is the foundation of calligraphy, no one dares to say that'the foundation of calligraphy', this ancient sea , Does he want to solve the'Aura of Haoran'? Too big!"
"I can't help myself!" Yehua, who was writing not far away, looked at Gu Hai with a sneer.