"Ancestor of the old rotten Poison Dragon, please let me be the number one scholar in the new department and let my godson go. If you have offended me in any way, I will apologize to you."
The Poison Dragon Ancestor fell to the ground and transformed from a dark green dragon into a thin old man with sparse hair and wearing a green robe.
Wang Xu looked at the Poison Dragon Ancestor up and down, and after looking at it for a moment, he suddenly laughed and said: "It's really better to be famous than to meet. I didn't expect that the famous Poison Dragon Ancestor is actually a bad old man who follows behind the younger generation and specializes in giving the younger generation a bad ass!"
"That's that, that old reputation is just touted by fellow demon clan members. It can't be taken seriously. I have one root of thousand-year ginseng and three ten-thousand-year Ganoderma lucidum here. They should be used as an apology to Qing Yi. Please also ask Xinke
Please take good care of me, No. 1 Scholar."
The Poison Dragon Patriarch had a smile on his face, took out a cloth bag from his sleeve, raised his hand and threw it towards Wang Xu.
"escape!"
Seeing this, Wang Xu uttered the word "escape" and refused to accept the bag thrown by the Poison Dragon Ancestor. He pulled the blue-robed Venerable who was tied up by the chain and stood on the second floor of a wooden house.
The bag fell to the ground, stained with mud.
When the Poison Dragon Ancestor saw it, he said with a dissatisfied look on his face: "Hey, why don't you answer the call and give me this face?"
Wang Xu frowned slightly and asked instead: "Do you think I look like a fool?"
"It's not like that." The Poison Dragon Ancestor shook his head firmly.
"Since I don't look like a fool and know that you are vicious, how can I pick it up?" Wang Xu looked at the Poison Dragon Ancestor like an idiot. Could it be that this old guy is confused, or does he think he is just a newcomer to the world?
It's not like this to deceive people, it's okay if it's a bit technical.
"That's right."
The Poison Dragon Ancestor scratched his head, as if he was troubled by this issue.
The next moment, he suddenly raised his head, his skinny right arm turned into a dragon claw as thick as a bucket, and shouted: "I will accept my fate!"
"Shield, shield, shield"
Wang Xu spoke in a coherent manner, spitting out three words for shield in succession, which turned into three large shields.
Click!!
The Poison Dragon Ancestor was a fifth-level demon after all. His three light shields shattered at a touch, and he continued to catch Wang Xu.
Wang Xu frowned slightly, dug into his arms, took out a green brush, and wrote the word "WALL" in mid-air.
Boom!!
The dragon's claw hit the wall, the wall shattered, and the blow was blocked.
When Poisonous Dragon Ancestor saw it, his arms instantly transformed into human form, and he showed a smile again. He said with a smile: "The number one scholar is so good. No wonder Emperor Wu selected you as the number one scholar in the new department. You are really a wise man. I am convinced, ancestor."
Please put down my unsatisfactory child, Zhuangyuanlang, and I will take him away immediately. We don’t want the bounty from the demon clan."
"Yes, we don't want it anymore. I'll ask my ancestor to go whore for a while and ask seven or eight of his young men to come up." When the venerable Tsing Yi saw his ancestor, he only had a half-hearted fight with Wang Xu during the sneak attack. For a moment, his attitude
Set lower.
Wang Xu looked at the Poison Dragon Ancestor with a smile in his eyes and said with a smile: "Are you stupid or am I stupid? Do you really think I believe that you followed him here to be a grandfather? Huh, you bad old man, you are really bad.
It’s true, I believe you are the only one who has a ghost.”
"Misunderstanding, huge misunderstanding, please listen to my explanation."
"No need to explain, just use whatever means you have. I want to see if you are more powerful than me, or if I am more talented!"
Wang Xu smiled and waved his hands, as if you just say it and I believe he is your son.
The Poison Dragon Ancestor looked at it, sighed and shook his head, whispering: "That's okay, but that's offending."
He grabbed it with one claw, and the sky was covered with green claw shadows, hundreds of them.
Wang Xu waved the brush in his hand and murmured something: "Qinghai is covered with long clouds and dark snow-capped mountains. The general looks at the Liangjian Pass in the distance. The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles. The monsters will never return until they are defeated."
This is a poem about joining the army by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty. It was originally Yumenguan and Loulan, but was slightly modified by Wang Xu and changed to Liangjianguan and Yaozu on Liangjie Mountain.
At that moment, after humming a poem, a set of dark gold armor with good defensive capabilities fell from the sky and was draped on Wang Xu.
Wang Xu was wearing golden armor, with lotuses growing at his feet, and sang: "The horse is so fast, the bow is as fast as a thunderbolt, and the king's affairs in the world are settled, and he is famous both in life and in life."
Hiss slightly
A war horse rushed out of Wenqi and carried Wang Xu, who was wearing golden armor.
Wang Xu rode his horse to avoid the green dragon's claws, and walked leisurely in the air, humming again: "Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang and Xue Ming!"
Click!!
In the sky, a bolt of lightning quickly fell to the ground and hit a wooden building not far away, instantly igniting a raging fire.
Amidst the flames soaring into the sky, Wang Xu smiled and continued singing: "The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star."
The silver saddle was directly placed on the war horse. The horse roared loudly, and the horse's hooves were like a star point in the air. There were afterimages left behind while dodging and moving.
"What kind of poem is this?"
Accompanying the poem, there were bursts of thunder in the sky, and the horrified Poison Dragon Ancestor was at a loss what to do.
Wang Xu narrowed his eyes slightly and did not answer the words of the Poison Dragon Ancestor, because he knew that the Poison Dragon Ancestor asked this question not sincerely, but to disrupt his rhythm.
Poems and books strive for completeness. If he answers, the poem will be out of order and may even be destroyed.
He is not Brother Chu, how could he not know such taboos? Ancestor Poison Dragon looked down upon him too much.
"Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles."
Wang Xu's eyes suddenly opened, and two cold lights flashed in his eyes.
Whoosh!!
The Wu Gou behind him flew out in an instant along with the poem, spinning and slashing towards the head of the Poison Dragon Ancestor.
The Poison Dragon Ancestor's face changed drastically. As a fifth-level demon king, he actually felt an unforgettable murderous intention on those two Wu hooks.
It seemed that if Wu Gou was allowed to hit him, even his dragon body, which had been tempered many times, would probably not be able to defeat the enemy of Yihe.
"Blue Dragon Splits the Sky!"
The Poison Dragon Ancestor's arms transformed into dragon shapes, and he grabbed out two claws and grabbed Wu Gou, who was flying towards him.
Zheng!!
There was a clang, and two deep wounds with bone visible were left on the Poison Dragon Ancestor's claws, and Wu Gou was also ejected.
Looking down at his claws, the Poison Dragon Ancestor's face changed greatly: "Ah!"
He couldn't help but be surprised, because the hardest part of his poisonous dragon body was his claws.
This time, not even his claws could protect him. The armor was cut open and the bones were visible. If he had cut it on his neck, his head would be gone in an instant.
"Damn it, you can also lend me a move, Qinglong spits out the sun!"
The Poison Dragon Ancestor was frightened and angry. He waved his hands, grabbed the blood beads flowing from his claws, and fired them at Wang Xu like a cannonball.
Upon first sight, these two blood beads are dark green in color and contain corrosive bubbles. You can tell at a glance that they are quite powerful.
"Hello."
Wang Xu did not answer directly, but recited poetry and disappeared in an instant.
Of course, the Poison Dragon Patriarch was unwilling to hit him in the air, and anxiously searched for his location.
After a few breaths, not even Wang Xu's shadow was seen, so he had no choice but to hit the blood beads on the ground.
sizzling
The blood beads did not melt when they hit the ground, but quickly corroded downwards, corroding into two hundred-meter-long, bottomless black holes in the blink of an eye.
Affected by the terrain, the flood poured in violently, forming two downward vortexes. It swallowed countless river water but had no intention of being filled, and it was unknown how deep the corrosion was.
"I was leisurely passing through Xinling to drink. I took off my sword and stood in front of my knees. I was about to eat Zhuhai. I held my wine glass to persuade the marquis to win."
Wang Xu's poems continued, and three figures emerged from the void.
One of them is sitting in the main seat, wearing a jade crown and a gorgeous robe, with a face like a gentleman.
Next to them sat a butcher and a clerk, drinking with the gentleman on the throne. Who could these three people be if they were not Lord Xinling, Zhu Hai, and Hou Ying.
"Three cups of vomiting Nuo will make the five mountains lighter. After the eyes are dizzy and the ears are hot, the spirit will be full of energy.
He waved the golden mallet to save Zhao, Handan was shocked first, and the two heroes of Qianqiu made Daliang City famous."
boom!!
A thunder flashed in the sky. Zhu Hai and Hou Ying, who were drinking, drank the wine in one gulp, took a step forward, and suddenly came from history to reality.
You must know that the history of Confucianism has a realistic template, but in the Wu Dynasty, Taizu Wu replaced Tang Taizu.
In history, Zhu Hai and Hou Ying are both righteous men who are hard to find throughout the ages, and both have good cultivation.
Unfortunately, it was the Warring States Period, when hundreds of schools of thought were flourishing and talents emerged in large numbers.
In terms of strength, the two Zhu Hous were no less than the Confucian sages at that time. They were famous sixth-level experts.
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