The difficulty with this holy stele of the holy way lies in the word simplicity. Night, solitary peak, ancient building and starlight are all pictures that often appear on the stele of the holy way, but because they are too common, instead
It feels like there is nowhere to start.
Some people describe the loneliness of the mountain peaks, some praise the mystery of the night, some sing about the beauty of the stars, and some miss the vicissitudes of the ancient building.
There were also many good lines that emerged during this period, but none of the poems or songs were truly recognized by this holy monument.
With the strength of the Gong family, it is extremely difficult to keep the holy stele. Fortunately, this is only a scribe-level stele. Coupled with the protection of Nanli Academy, it is possible to keep it in the Gong family.
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However, there are still many strong people or dignitaries who use their own strength or power to bring their outstanding descendants to the Gong family, hoping to conquer this holy monument, but all of them return in vain.
There are countless heroes in the entire Qingzhou who once went to the Gong family to challenge this holy tablet of the holy way when they were young, but in the end they all retreated sadly. No one has ever been able to obtain the holy and true life seal in this tablet.
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Bai Cangdong looked at the painting on the stele for a while, and then he had an idea in his mind, and thought of an ancient poem that was very suitable for this painting.
Taking a deep breath, the Cang Tian Ba Qi Jue circulated like a wheel. The whole body seemed to have become the center of the world, and the momentum merged with the heaven and earth. When he pointed out, it seemed that the entire Qi in the world surged toward his fingertips, forming a
A sharp white aura.
"The dangerous building is a hundred feet high."
Bai Candong's fingertips broke through the extremely hard Holy Grade and Holy Path Stele, and carved a line of handwriting like an iron hook and a silver stroke on it.
"With such great strength, he managed to easily break through the Saint-level Holy Path Monument. The Dingtian Sage's Foundation Building Technique "Cangtian Domineering Technique" is really powerful." Master Heihe raised his eyebrows.
"The first sentence is well-chosen, and the word "risk" is very expressive." Master Yanshan praised, but he just thought it was good. As far as he knew, people who had challenged before had such good sentences, and there were quite a few.
, with such a level, it is not enough to be recognized by the Holy Tablet.
Gong Sujun's beautiful eyes flickered, and there was an incredible meaning in her eyes when she looked at Bai Candong. However, the level of this sentence has exceeded her knowledge of Bai Candong. With such literary talent, how could Bai Candong do this?
What if you failed to challenge the Blue Lotus Holy Path Monument four times in a row?
"You can pick the stars with your hands."
With almost no hesitation, Bai Cangdong carved the second sentence, with even force and smooth strokes, without any sign of difficulty.
"Ah, this sentence is wonderfully connected and has such a good artistic conception." Master Yanshan clapped his hands and praised. This sentence is not just about the wonderful words, but also a great breakthrough in the artistic conception.
Gong Sujun's beautiful eyes flashed, as if she didn't recognize Bai Candong.
"It seems to be well written."
"interesting."
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All the disciples of the palace family are not well-educated in literature. They just think these two sentences are good, but they don't know what is so good or what is so good about them.
"Don't dare to speak loudly."
Bai Candong then wrote a third sentence.
"Don't dare to speak loudly. This sentence is a bit strange. It seems to have nothing to do with the Holy Path picture on the stele." Master Yanshan looked at the third sentence written by Bai Candong with some doubts. He didn't know that Bai Candong wrote this
What is the meaning of the sentence.
"This sentence is a bit bad, but the first two sentences are already very good, and Master Bai has tried his best." Master Heihe said from the side.
"More than just bad, I don't think I know what it means at all. This sentence is completely off topic." Zhao Mingfeng said with curled lips.
After all, Zhao Mingfeng has the nature of a young man. Originally, he received the Qinglian True Life Seal today and should have attracted the most attention. Unexpectedly, Bai Cangdong stole the limelight again, and naturally he felt a little unhappy.
"Sujun, what do you think?" Master Yanshan ignored Zhao Mingfeng and looked at Gong Sujun and asked.
Gong Sujun looked at Bai Cangdong with beautiful eyes and said softly: "This sentence seems to have nothing to do with the Holy Path picture above, but it seems to have some connection, I can't say clearly."
Master Yanshan nodded: "I think so too, but I can't figure out how this sentence has anything to do with the Holy Path Diagram. We can only see how he writes the next sentence."
While several people were talking, Bai Cangdong had already written the last sentence.
After Master Heihe and Master Yanshan read the latter sentence, they couldn't help but say "ah".
"Afraid of the people in heaven...this sentence..." Gong Meijun stared at this sentence on the Holy Path Monument with wide eyes, and did not say the following words for a long time.
"This sentence is simply a stroke of genius. I dare not speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavens. So that's it... That's it... It turns out that the purpose of the third sentence is here. It seems that the last two sentences have nothing to do with the Holy Path Diagram, but
But it echoes and connects with the previous two sentences, making the entire scene of the Holy Path Picture appear vividly on the paper. It is unique and creative, breaking through the constraints of the Holy Path Picture itself, and reaching a higher level in the realm. It is really rare and good.
The poem is good, good, good, good." Master Yanshan clapped his hands and praised it, saying three good words in a row, expressing what Gong Meijun was thinking.
Although the children of the Gong family in the scribes garden did not know how good this poem was, the four lines of stars on the holy stele let them know that this was definitely a good poem, and it was also a song that would be passed down through the ages.
A good poem that will last forever, otherwise it will never be able to trigger the power of the great path in the holy stele.
"It's really successful!" Almost everyone looked at the Holy Path Monument in disbelief. At this time, they couldn't even speak. They just stared blankly at the four verses that were as white as the aurora.
There is only one thought left in my mind.
The mysterious rhythm of the avenue resounded from the Holy Path Monument. The black color of the monument was like ink falling into the water. It quickly dyed the surrounding space black. In just the blink of an eye, the entire Qingyun City was covered for dozens of miles.
Shrouded in darkness, the sky was clear and cloudless just a moment ago, but now it is shrouded in darkness, and you can barely see your fingers when you reach out.
Many powerful men from the Gong family who were originally in the Zhenren Garden changed their expressions. They didn’t know what had happened. They looked up at the Scholars Garden where the rhythm of the avenue was coming from, but they saw only an aurora coming from the Scholars Garden.
Rising up into the night, like a sword that cuts through the sky, it cuts through the night.
Where the aurora cut open, there seemed to be a vague figure reaching the sky, and a divine voice like a yellow bell and a big Lu flowed out from the mouth of the figure reaching the sky, and every word turned into a flower of dazzling sound, like a goddess scattering flowers.
Falling towards the Scholars Garden.
Many strong men from the Gong family were shocked and rushed towards the Scholars' Garden. From a distance, they saw a man in green clothes standing among the flowers falling from the sky, with every petal falling into his body, looking as graceful as a fairy in the mortal world.