Legend of the Cultivation God

"After the life is completely slaughtered, the wind and the thunder between the heavens and the earth, the torrential rain is like a drop, and within a thousand miles, it is a water show! It’s just a piece of water in the water, blood and water flow! The **** gas goes straight for a hundred years. No one has ever subsided, no one can survive here!" Fu Zhiwen said that there is a voice, "As for the moment of horror, the gods of the catastrophe, and then the disappearance of the shadows! Where have you gone, or In the end, which high-ranking person ignited the magical chess, no one knows it until now! Of course, from this legend, I feel that this magical chess is a big killer, and its sacrifice... is tens of thousands Even at the expense of 100,000 million souls, if they are not living and dying, others will not easily come out, it is the reason...is so mysterious."

"Oh..." Xiaohua sighed. "Is this big killer... I am afraid that it is ranked first in the top ten? How is it ranked fifth?"

Fu Zhiwen shook his head: "This **** magic chess is too bloody, and it is impossible for Confucianism to rank it first!"

"Actually..." Xiao Hua laughed again. "This legend is too exaggerated, even... Xiaomou thinks this is all codified! Look, the so-called Dongchen Empire... they are crazy exaggeration, those Confucian Regardless of the family of the repaired family, although the Dumu family is a first-class Confucian family, it is not difficult to reach out to manage this matter. Second, the country’s lord can actually cultivate Yuanli’s four products, and its life limit. How long is it? How can he be a master of the country? Third, so many famous players have fallen in this nameless country. How can the country owner himself go into battle? If so, life is the most Important! Fourth. Since the Dongchen Empire is so strong, there must be ten masters. Can the top ones not restrain the magic chess?"

"Oh..." Fu Zhiwen smiled. "Xiao Daoyou is too nitpicking. This is just a legend. Who knows if it is true? But a little bit is true!"

"Oh?"

"It's the blood of that miles~" Fu Zhiwen said, "Now that blood is still no one can survive, it is still **** and abnormal, even if the bird wants to fly above this blood, it can't! In the next year, it was specially gone. A trip!"

“Is it?” Xiao Huaqi said, “Is this place inside... Zhangzhou?”

"Yes, it is the famous blood of the gods in Ganzhou!"

"Well. If there is a chance. Xiaomou will personally go and see..." It’s weird. Xiaohua heard such a strange name, and she felt a sense of sorrow in her heart. It didn’t seem clear that it was a kind of... call?

"Oh. Right!" Xiao Hua felt this once. I asked immediately. "The blood of the gods is the final disappearance of the gods and chess, will not be seen by anyone?"

"This..." Fu Zhiwen shrugged. "There is no mention in the legend. However, since 10,000 years later, Xiao Daoyou can think of the monks who had not thought of it for tens of thousands of years ago?"

"Really!" Xiaohua sighed. "The most indispensable thing in the world is the smart person!"

"Bold! Rebellious ancestor's things!" Just after Xiao Hua sighed, he still wanted to hear the stories of the other top ten imperial devices. He heard the downstairs, and the sounds of roaring roars came from the thunder. The son attracted the attention of Xiao Hua and Fu Zhiwen to the past, and both of them were inconsistent. "This... What is going on?"

However, at the bidding meeting at this time, in front of Yu Linfeng, there are four shaft rolls in a row. These shaft rolls are rolled together without any exception, and are tied with purple filaments. In front of him, just a few of the so-called ruins that Xiao Hua saw not disguising his identity have now emerged from the crowd. They are standing under these lines of text and screaming: "The rain is coming, you are me." Confucian disciple, you are a star of Confucianism! You are so blinded by Yuanshi? The so-called imperial device, the so-called spirit grass, the so-called blood ink, you are competing! Those are just It is used for cultivation, for self-defense, and for attack! But in the early years, the words and paintings of the great Confucianism, although they contained the unparalleled temperament inside, they represented the academic achievements of these great Confucians, and they learned all their life. Crystallization, not the secular royals and the axis are comparable! You are competing for the power of these great Confucians in this vast crowd, is it not humiliating? Is it not insulting the ancestors?"

Although there are some embarrassing faces on the rainy wind face, I can still carefully follow the hand: "These seniors! These are the handwritings of the great Confucianism. But after all, it is the axis of the text! I have taken these sacred objects from the Star Tower, and I can’t treasure them. In the building, do you want to let the scholars of these great Confusians let the younger generations pay their respects? Perhaps the way I picked up the Star House is somewhat wrong, some vulgar, can not enter the eyes of the predecessors, but after all, I also starred the building to commemorate and value these great Confucianism. What about the actions of the seniors?"

"Far fart!" A head has been polished, and the old man with these white beards raised his hands and crutches, hitting the rain in the air, and screaming in the mouth, "I am killing you such a younger generation! The calligraphy and paintings are elegant objects, they can only be placed in the quiet room to watch. When these elegant objects arrive here, they are dyed with copper smell! In the middle... you are inferior to the coveted awe-inspiring spirit!"

"There are inherently incomparable arrogance in these paintings, but these are the condensation of the great gods of the Great Confucianism. They are not used for ordinary attacks!" Another old man shuddered and raised his arms and said, "You are small." The rabbit scorpion said that it is better than the singer. Who does not know that you are using these calligraphy and painting as a text axis? Let these great Confucian gods fight for you? Waiting for the essence of these paintings, there is no such thing. Waste! Hey, defeated and defeated!!"

"Ha ha ha..." Xiao Hua smiled upstairs, secretly saying, "Isn't that just what the little sister said, is it going to mess up the corrupted Confucianism? They regard the texts of the great Confucian creations as the treasures of the world, not Allow people to pick up the Star House for bidding. But... Is this possible?"

Sure enough, the rain is screaming: "You predecessors, if you think these paintings are the blood of the Confucianism, you can only hide in the quiet room to appreciate, then why not buy these paintings and bids? If you stay in the hands of your predecessors, I will pick Star Tower is not more assured?"

"You pick up the star building and want to smoke. The price of these paintings is not based on the best Yuan stone. How do you get a few poor acids to bid?" Several ruins are anger.

When Fu Zhiwen heard this, he also understood and sighed: "These seniors said... Yes! The writings of the ancient Great Confucianism are getting less and less, and I don’t know when these will be extinct! God's calligraphy and painting... is simply a dead object, it is impossible to reflect the style of the various Confucian schools!"

Xiao Hua is standing and talking without a pain, a smile of a wave: "The old does not go to the new, not the ancient Confucianism, not the current Confucianism? The Confucian generation is more than a generation, what is there? amazing?"

"Hehe~" Fu Zhiwen smiled bitterly and said, "Xiao Daoyou does not know, the so-called Daru, also called Hongru, is not a simple cultivation, but those who read poetry, noble morality, and profound knowledge! Special Can be called the Great Confucianism, Hongru’s, is not a person who has opened a party’s remarks, and has a place in a hundred schools of thought! How can it be born in later generations?”

"It turns out!" Xiao Hua listened to her face and was awe-inspiring. He has already understood that this so-called Confucianism is not a realm that he thinks, but an honor, a title! If it is stronger than taking the Taoist characters to compare, Yu Leizong's opening ancestor is a true man... I am afraid that this is the character!

"That... a hundred schools of thought contend..." Xiao Hua said that he had just said half of it, and he swallowed it back. He didn't seem to understand the ten masters. Nowadays, I have to ask hundreds of people to contend. I am afraid that Fu Zhiwen’s family said that this hundred people can’t finish the battle tonight. “Let’s wait for it later!”

Xiao Hua did not ask, but at the bidding meeting, those who are more aggressive and aggressive, almost the old and the strong, jumped up the number of evil stars, from the Confucian calligraphy and painting, to the Confucian exercises, and even the Confucian imperial device. It has become the crime of picking up the Star House to forget the ancestor's sale. How to defend Yan Feng Lin is not allowed to bid for the calligraphy and painting of these great Confucianism!

Xiao Hua looked a bit boring, it was to ask the other ten of the royal masters. Suddenly, Xiao Hua was somewhat alert and raised his brow and asked: "Small, what can be done?"

"Hey seniors, someone sent a note, want to come and meet the predecessors!" Xiao Yan's voice sounded from the outside.

Xiao Hua’s eyes turned and smiled: “You come in and say it!”

"Yes, seniors!" said Xiao Xiao, holding a gold in his hand and making a note. He came in and just handed in the respectful respect, Xiao Hua hurriedly waved. "Mo Qian! The old man is asking, this The owner of the post is a VIP on the third floor?"

"Yes, seniors!" Xiaoxu nodded. "But the VIPs on the third floor of the Mingyue Palace can meet each other if they don't want to hide their identity. Just the slaves not only see the VIPs with several VIPs who come to other buildings with their prayers. There are two VIPs entering other rooms!"

"Who is this person sent? You know?" Xiao Hua asked again.

Xiao Yan shook his head: "The slaves don't know, it's also a small donkey to send a note, not the followers of that predecessor."

"Well, if this is the case, this is not a good thing for the old man!" Xiao Hua said, "You will tell the little one in the original words!"

Xiao Yan’s face changed slightly again, and he whispered in a low voice: “Predecessors, you don’t have to make things so stiff, even if you don’t want to see that person, you just can’t say no, you don’t have to return the prayers! The slap in the face... the seniors still have to think a lot!" (To be continued.)