The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

But when everyone admired him, Gu Zheng clenched his fists, and opened his eyes closed because of patience.

"Look at the suppression!"

"When it stabilizes, the next breakthrough will not be as simple as level one!"

Gu Zheng was in a good mood, and buried the gluttonous phantom that suddenly appeared during the energy riot and swallowed the phantom that was turned by the blood essence of the Black Jackal King, and buried in his heart, instead, facing the group of people in front of him, revealing Gave a big smile.

"Hey! Are you all right?"

"Don't be stunned here? Let's run quickly!!!"

"Run? Where are the black jackals gone?"

When everyone watched Gu Zheng pointed in the direction of the timer on the racecourse, everyone's faces showed horror.

"I'll go, forget it! The game!"

"Quick, quick! Turn the horse's head and run!"

‘Hey Lv Lv...’

A group of people ran fast.

The remaining Gu Zheng and Ye Liangchen sighed as they looked at the prey that hadn't been caught by the black jackal herd. "I said, this car won't let the two of us take it back?"

Ye Liangchen, who regretted why he didn't follow him, returned: "It's okay, it's a big deal, I wasted a storage bag and put these goods in."

"Brother, I have money, what about the blood stains? Let's throw them away and buy new ones!"

After saving his own strength, Gu Zheng finally had the time to see his dragon scale horse.

The black mist of the black jackal king has long since dispersed, and the appearance of scales sprayed with poisonous mist is also openly exposed in front of Gu Zheng.

Except for a little blackened, it was actually shiny, tough, and without any damage.

How could the scales inspired by the blood of the black unicorn be spewed out by the breath of a beast of the earth?

After chasing the wind very proudly, Ji Lü Lü rubbed his head against Gu Zheng, arched him on his back, and plowed toward the ground, catching up with the first person like a gust of wind.

Just kidding, no one can take away the majesty of the leader.

No one can match the characters on its back.

When the crowd galloped and returned to the original starting point, the sandalwood used for timekeeping happened to burn to the last stanza. The incense ash fell in the furnace, and the open flame between the incense candles was extinguished, and we waited. The people who are attending to the side are extinguished.

"time up!"

The instructor who followed the crowd returned, glanced at the incense in the furnace, and asked the servant who was in charge of weighing to come forward to measure it.

When Ye Liangchen placed the hill-like prey in front of the registrar, this person who had always come one by one was dumbfounded.

"Here, how to register?"

Ye Liangchen said as it should be: "This is what we all came from a reasonable hunt. Haven't you ever counted the spoils for the sergeants who fought in teams on the battlefield?"

"Of course it will be counted uniformly, and then distributed according to heads."

"We have twelve people, and one person is two hundred catties, so as long as the base number reaches 2,400 catties, isn't it the same as completing the task?"

"For such a simple matter, I have to ask, the ability to do things is really worrying!"

Gu Zheng, who was already sitting on the sidelines, also followed to help out: "What kind of ability can these people have? I really want to worry about the Sima royal family of this big country."

"This is a good five-level competition to win the championship. When it was held in a nearby country, it was a smooth flow, and the people and students all over the world clapped and praised it."

"It used to be like now, full of loopholes and continuous incidents?"

"There are so many mistakes and omissions, but it's not because the person doing the errands almost meant it."

"You said that on a playing field, the surrounding fences are all broken, and there is such a big movement of the beasts."

"To say that they are poor at doing things is to praise them! It's just malfeasance!"

"If everyone is like you, how good can I be a great country?"

After saying this, Gu Zheng should take the tea from a student next to him, and after a sip, he arched his hands in the direction of the high platform: "It's a pity that there are so many literature and art in our country. Leaders, work hard for this country and manage people's livelihood."

"Originally, the prosperity of my major country could go further, all because of your trash, which delayed the results of the hard work of you gentlemen and teachers."

"This is, **** it! A mediocre person should be killed more than a corrupt official!"

The clerk who was in charge of recording and weighing said, thumped and knelt on the ground.

The big hat is buttoned, and it's really smooth.

If he didn't know that the boy in front of him was just a white body, he would think that he was facing the Zaifu of a country, the governor of the other party.

This political struggle has almost reached a full level.

Can't afford to provoke, can't afford to provoke!

But some people really like to hear this.

Zhuge Weihong on the high platform laughed wildly: "Hahaha, it makes sense, it really is a talent."

"I said Sima's old essay. The organizational ability of your major country is really almost meaningless. It's okay. The next issue will be held in my Dacheng country. When the time comes, let you see the style of our Zhuge family!"

The ridiculed Sima's old text, his face twitching, is about to collapse the character.

He tried to suppress the rising anger, took a few shots of the case in front of him, and then issued the next order: "Go, let the idiot hurry up and weigh it, forget it, don’t look at it, just look at their prey. All twelve passed!"

"Go, take them to the high platform, and inform everyone that the challenge of Qingcai has officially begun!!"

"Let us also take a look at the demeanor of the twelve students who passed this year!"

"Yes!"

The servants retired smoothly, and Zhuge Weihong on the side was still running on his peers in several other countries.

"You said that in the usual five-level competition to win the championship, there will be at most one or two at the end. After arriving in this major country, it can be regarded as a long experience. After this, more than a dozen people have come."

"This is a group to beat us. It's all useless by the Sima family. If we are overturned by someone this time."

"Oh hello, my Zhuge family's great reputation has all been defeated by the Sima family!"

"Pity my Zhuge's reputation for being smart for generations. I count this in the head of the Sima family. How about you?"

In the three countries nearby, I wish Zhuge Weihong would say so. So many people are really talented students. If you are really knocked down, wouldn't you look for a step?

This Sima Guwen is a ready-made step.

Humph, when the time comes, his face is saved, who cares about the face of Sima's family?

As a result, everyone responded one after another, and when the lungs of the Sima royal family were about to explode, the twelve students who had passed the test were also brought up.

This group of people were first led by the servants from the stage to the room on one side for a simple bathing and changing clothes, and then they were brought here after finishing their appearance.

But everyone can see that, except for Gu Zheng and Ye Liangchen, the spirits of the people in this team are still excited, and the rest of them are somewhat exhausted.

This may be the unfairness caused by the gap between levels.

On one side is the challenged who sits comfortably on the high platform and waits for it, and on the other side is the exhausted student who has gone through the five high-intensity challenges.

The gap is so big!

At the last step, if one can still stand out among the challenged group, it must be a hero who can't be buried in the wind, frost, snow and rain.

Often the students who win the top spot in this kind of competition will be the leaders of this generation of cultural and Taoist roads in the next few decades or even a hundred years.

This is probably the gap between the wild flowers blooming in the wind and rain and the rich flowers in the greenhouse.

And those seniors who have touched the quintessence of Wen Dao and touched the threshold of the saint's way are even more enamored with this kind of task.

In this cycle, winning the first prize in five levels has become the most tragic fight.

Those who have achieved fame and fame are strictly guarded for the sake of literary and Taoism, and those who have no way to serve have seized this only opportunity.

This has created the current fierce collision, and when the two people meet for the first time, the atmosphere is not to mention how bad it is.

...

"good!!"

The old man Li, who stood in the literary academy judging all the great Confucian scholars, took the lead in speaking.

The old people who were sitting loosely in various places sat on a platform in the first time.

People on both sides automatically found their own sequence.

Among the twelve vacant tables, the seats are for newcomers, and the opposite of them is divided into five unobvious seats according to the country.

"Twelve people, two people in one country, the two more people might as well send me the leaders of my generation, Brother Guwen and Brother Wei Hong, how about?"

One person offered a suggestion, and everyone responded.

For peace and friendship, these two rivals must also be involved.

In order to clean up, they don't care about dividing two more places.

Sima Guwen and Zhuge Weihong looked at each other's admiration and silently accepted them.

Their talents are worthy of such confidence.

Now that the players on both sides of the game have been finalized, when everyone is seated, the old man at the head speaks.

"Five senses, you must have considered the talents of your opponents."

"If you still use the test questions of the previous levels to test the school, it would be a bit of a defeat, and it would be unfair to the challenger."

"Today, a few of us discussed briefly, intending to make a temporary question, and rely on the face of our old people to make a fair decision for you."

"I don't need the exam questions originally set, right? There shouldn't be any objections to the organizers of this major country?"

The old man surnamed Li stared at Sima’s old text after saying this. This unremarkable but wry smile in his heart was the number one man in the literary world of the country, and he could only return with a particularly candid smile: "What? Will it?"

"All the teachers are talented and talented. We hope that the gentlemen will come up with the questions!"

At this time, the kinder Sima Guwen smiled, Zhuge Weihong, who knew it well, knew that the boy was more angry.

There has never been a competition where the gentlemen temporarily voluntarily revised the test questions, and they took the exam in person.

But this time, because of the appearance of one person, everything has changed.

You don't need to ask this person, everyone knows, Gu Zheng.

Even those spectators who had always been watching, like watching juniors perform in the audience, all slapped their arms off the stage in person. Zhuge Weihong felt that, except for Gu Zheng, he could not think of other reasons.

Hearing such a proposal from the husband, the twelve people showed a sense of excitement completely different from that of the opposite person.

Scorpion **** alone!

No matter how they win this year's five levels, they will draw a strong stroke in their lives.

Regardless of whether they are exposed or not, walking out of this door, they can also proudly say that they are the first to change the rules.

So everyone is excited.

Even a piece of the finest Sheng Xuan produced in the ancient town of Weilan by the ink lake could not attract their attention.

This piece of raw rice paper rolled up like a scroll was gently unfolded by the servants on the side, and the whole case was filled with fullness.

A long line of life announcements is full of squares, and the inkstones, ink recipes, and lake brushes prepared on the side are also rare fine works in the world.

With such a luxurious lineup, it is self-evident what needs to be done behind the scenes.

And when Mr. Wen, who had rumors of a book saint among the elders, walked out of it, the students were still shaking with excitement.

It's so exciting to watch the on-site writing of the book-lovers who copied the copybooks they copied since childhood.

It is like a goddess who has worshipped for a lifetime, adding fragrance to his red sleeves, and feeling like a dreamland in Qinggu turbid wine.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the movements of this old man without missing a moment.

I saw the old man walking among the crowd, took out a huge piccolo-like golden jade pen from his side, facing a point in the void, unexpectedly formed a sheet of misty paper that looked like nothing.

With the power of his wrists and the walking of his feet, a line of poems in one go hung in the air.

Every word flashed with golden light, and since every poem was written, it no longer trembled.

This hundred-character poem, until the old man took the last step and took back the final stroke, not only did the first character write not dissipate, on the contrary, it was because of the longer time that it became more solid.

"The Hanging Book is a manifestation of the mastery of calligraphy."

"Please carefully measure this poem, and write it in your best script in Banzhuxiang."

"In the first level, what we compare to is a book... not a book, but a book of writing."

Well, the scholars have worked hard to count the spring and autumn, isn't this the moment to wait?

No one does not have great confidence in his calligraphy, and of course Gu Zheng is included.

Together with calligraphy, what you want is spirituality, but what you want is talent.

Gu Zheng is not lacking in this point. He was able to support himself with quite handsome calligraphy and become famous in the entire book-copying world when he became a poor talent. Zhili's grace when he was awarded the champion.

That's so irritating.

Therefore, when Mr. Wen's last stroke fell and the rules in the field were read out, the unforgettable young man lifted the lake pen in his hand with confidence.

Painting and calligraphy together can blend in love and momentum.

Gu Zheng took the momentum of the Five Passes to carry on the past and open the future, merged into the sharp edge of the young man, and wrote this very appropriate young man's trip!

Gu Zheng writes with running script, hanging on the paper, his wrists keeps on, without any sense of obscurity, only smooth.

When he finished in one go and put his pen and ink gently, the verse that was written as it was in the paper, Teng Ran gave out a scorching light.

The light broke through the paper, staying at the height of an inch, soft and tactful, and the shining glazed glass, matched with the rice paper, formed a wonderful illusion of sword light falling down.

Although it was just a momentary view after the completion.

But for the elderly who have been paying attention to Gu Zheng, this is enough.

Even after writing his own work, Mr. Wen, who was only going to look at it, couldn’t help but walk up to Gu Zheng’s case, and while observing the beauty, he probed to see what kind of calligraphy can produce such a vision. It's amazing.

When Mr. Wen took a look like this, he had long forgotten his previous qi training. He actually pressed his hands flat on Gu Zheng's calligraphy paper, and he did not let go of his life.

When most of the people in the room finished their book, and when they looked up to this side, Mr. Wen exclaimed unscrupulously: "This book is written about the spirit of wind, the long waves and the great distractions. Sudden ups and downs, twists and turns, such a meaning, such a escape, there should be such a vision!!"

"Your name is Gu Zheng, right? The little friends are competing with these students on the same stage. That's bullying them!!"

"If you and I are a year-end friend and live in my month-by-month village, we can talk to the moon, calligraphy and calligraphy, and be a free person in the world. Wouldn't it be beautiful."

"If the mood is disturbed by this worldly turmoil, it is a major event that affects your life."

"You should be the leader of my calligraphy, who are you!!!"

Mr. Wen exclaimed loudly, but the old man behind him heard them all.

I have never seen such a brazen person!

Friends who have been with Mr. Wen for many years found it unbelievable after hearing these words.

How could this be the elder Wen who is drunk and awake, and everyone is drunk.

This is a weird old man digging a wall with a hoe!

However, how is the calligraphy treated like this by Mr. Wen? ?

They all saw the vision, but it was even more curious~www.wuxiaspot.com~ So no one went to investigate other people's calligraphy, one or two pushed over, all staring at the bottom of the old man's hand. .

"drink!!!"

"Cai!!!"

"Little friend Gu Zheng, how is this work given to me? How about I exchange it with you three hundred years ago, "Hui Wen Continue"?"

"Cut! I don’t know where I got it, and I’m embarrassed to replace it with a painting and calligraphy that touches the Tao. Come, come to the little friend, do you still lack resources for cultivation? Among my students, there are many well-known businessmen, you If you are interested in anything, just exchange it with me!"

This is really a different treatment.

Several people broke their heads for Gu Zheng, no matter how brilliant the calligraphy of others is, they won't be let down by the gentlemen.

In the end, he couldn't help but coughed twice for a sensual gentleman in calligraphy, and made the final conclusion of the competition.