Comprehension is against the heavens: the method of condensing the innate divine fetus in the womb

Seeing Fang Han walking towards Wen Shengbi.

The guests didn't care too much.

When a child sees something new, he is curious to see and touch it.

Very normal.

It won't affect the final score anyway.

Naturally, no one will stop it.

Only Fang Wan, who was closest to him, found a trace of abnormality.

His brow furrowed.

"Strange, the younger brother's current state is exactly the same as when he shot the three arrows before. "

"And...."

"For a moment just now, why did the deity feel that there was a little brother's breath in the Wen Shengbi. "

"Could it be that this kid has realized something again?"

Her eyes were a little suspicious, and she looked at the holy wall not far away.

I don't understand why this is happening.

However, she soon relaxed.

"Even Wen Sheng has fallen. "

"A broken stone that fell from his holy path to the stone of Baojiang Mountain, what kind of waves can it make. "

She has a scary vision and knows a lot of secrets.

I have long seen the origin of this piece of Wensheng Wall.

But he didn't care.

This thing has long lost its spirituality, but it is only responsive to the temperament.

Other than that, useless.

Back then, she used to collect some as well.

Later, I found out that it was really useless, so I lost it all.

The game continues.

With one poem after another, it was constantly recited by Fang Lingxiao.

From time to time, there will be a very wonderful poem written.

Attracted the Wensheng Wall and appeared on it.

Every time, it will cause quite a stir.

And those young sons also looked proud, and they were very scared one by one.

The forces to which they belong naturally have light on their faces.

Although I know in my heart that I can't win Lin Miaomiao, who triggered the vision of the wonderful pen.

But it also proves the potential of his young son, who can really be called a genius!

Soon.

The young son's poems in Fang Lingxiao's hands have already bottomed out.

Meantime.

There are also two people's poems, which are excellent in writing, and they are not under Lin Miaomiao.

Not only was it reflected on the Wensheng Wall, but it also triggered the vision of the golden lotus and the immortal crane riding the crane.

caused a huge sensation.

These two people are none other than Yun Han and Fang Yuan.

Qingyun Saint King's face was pale.

After enduring two rounds, he finally showed his edge.

At this time, it is no longer installed.

"Hahaha, the young son is not a climate, it is a fluke. "

His mouth was grinning to his cheeks, and his back molars were exposed.

Let the surrounding guests look at the heart.

Would love to go up and knock his teeth out.

King Ruyang was also very excited.

"My son Fang Yuan, both civil and military, is the real Tianjiao!".

"Moreover, in the previous game, if there was no Fang Han to make trouble. "

"My son can also win the championship, a veritable triple crown!"

"It's the Great Departure Dynasty, the first day in history!".

He simply raised his eyebrows.

Feel the envious gaze of the guests around you.

The whole person, with a straight body, swept away the previous haze.

He had a relaxed smile on his face as he chatted and laughed with the guests around him.

While walking to the side of the Golden Yang Saint King.

"King Yu Sheng, congratulations, I didn't expect my virtuous niece to be so profound in poetry and literature. "

"My dog is lucky, and he is listed as the leader with his niece Xian, and I will let him ask him for more advice from Sister Lin in the future. "

He took the initiative to talk.

Although it is self-modesty, there is that kind of confidence in the tone.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

There's a lot of meaning in it.

"Good guy, he wants to be on the big ship of the Golden Yang Holy Land. "

"That's right, who made the son of the family give birth well. "

"If it weren't for that crown prince and princess who were born out of nowhere, with that Fang Yuan's talent, there would really be a chance to win the championship. "

"If this son doesn't die halfway, he will definitely be a giant in the future. "

Someone quietly discussed.

Although Fang Yuan was ruthless, he did have talent and strength.

Otherwise, King Ruyang would not have been determined to fight for the crown prince for him.

The Golden Yang Saint King looked indifferent and glanced at him.

"The game isn't over yet, and the outcome is changing in a flash. "

"King Ruyang, it's not a good thing to be in a hurry to drink celebratory wine. "

His tone was neither salty nor light.

King Ruyang sneered in his heart.

"Timid old thing. "

"I've seen everything else happen. "

Fang Han handed over the white scroll, that Fang Wan was even more outrageous. "

"Immediately, Fang Lingxiao is about to lose face. "

"I want to see how he lost face in front of the civil and military ministers and the guests from all over the world. "

He thought so in his heart, but there was a smile on his face.

"That's right, just let me wait and see the masterpieces of the crown prince and the princess. "

After Fang Lingxiao finished reading the penultimate poem, the bullshit poem he wrote.

Finally, I picked up Fang Wan's poems below.

Even if you are already prepared in your heart.

But seeing it at this time, Fang Lingxiao's eyelids still jumped.

Blood rushed straight into his brain.

"This...."

"You are really my own daughter, you will die if you catch your father. "

"I can't even talk to you when I talk a set. "

"But when it comes to the critical moment, why don't you drop the chain. "

"This is also called poetry?".

He held the "poems" written by his little leaky padded jacket in both hands.

People were completely confused.

Guests, seeing that he was slow to read.

They were all curious.

One after another, the power of the mind shot out.

Sweep across the blank paper full of words.

They were all dumbfounded.

In the arena, it became quiet all of a sudden.

Fang Wan was very satisfied with this atmosphere.

The big eyes rolled, and the small brain melon was raised high.

"I am reincarnated as the empress, even if I am reincarnated in the ninth generation, and my cultivation is like a candle, I can suppress the world!"

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Thank you for your support, this book will be on the shelves on time at 12 o'clock today!

The most important thing in a book is the moment of the first order, kneeling and begging for the support of all the bigwigs.

The little author also made a promise here.

[No matter what the results are, there will be 20,000 words on the shelves.] 】

[The first order has 500, 10 more on the shelves, 30,000 words explode, and the follow-up daily five more, 10,000 words!].

[There are 800 for the first order, 12 more on the shelves, 40,000 words outbreak, and seven more per day for the follow-up, 20,000 words!].

The next plot will also become compact, and the growth rate of the protagonist and sister will also be faster.

The main play will follow!

[Finally, kneel and beg the bigwigs to order for the first time, knock knock!].