Outside the capital city, inside an underground palace!
"Gululu!"
The bottom of the underground palace was filled with rolling blood, and bubbling bubbles appeared above the blood, as if there was a fire burning at the bottom of the blood.
The blood was boiling, and blood mist was billowing in the sky.
The surrounding night pearls lit up the entire Blood Mist Underground Palace. It looked particularly eerie.
In the center of the blood pool, a stone protruded, with a man in white sitting cross-legged on top with his eyes closed. However, pillars of bloody water emerged from the blood pool, seeming to pass through his body, locking him to the big stone.
Everything was calm originally.
At this moment, King Xikang showed his "Zhihan Returns to the Army" outside. Suddenly, a ray of awe-inspiring righteousness suddenly appeared out of thin air in the blood-mist underground palace, and suddenly penetrated into the head of the man in white.
"Buzz!"
This trace of awe-inspiring righteousness seemed to instantly give the man in white countless power. Suddenly, a white light bloomed all over his body, as if he was trying to break free from the chains of blood and water on his body.
"Crash!"
After breaking free for a while, the bloody chains were intact.
"Oh, Gongyang Sheng, don't work in vain. Do you still want to escape from my bloody prison formation? King Xikang's calligraphy is good, but he is far worse than you. Your awe-inspiring righteousness
They can't break free from my blood prison formation, let alone the wisp of King Xikang's awe-inspiring righteousness? Ha!" A voice came from the bottom of the blood pool.
"Crash!"
There was a sudden churning at the bottom of the blood pool, and suddenly, a huge bat head emerged from the blood pool. Its eyes were ferocious. There were two scars on the right eye, and a cross-shaped scar could be vaguely seen.
The man in white, Gongyang Sheng, is exactly the person Gu Hai is secretly looking for on this trip, to offer wine to the Imperial Academy of the Great Qian Dynasty.
The Gongyang Saint narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the huge bat head coldly: "Oh, Bat Ancestor, you don't dare to kill me. I will always absorb Haoran's righteousness, and I firmly believe that evil can never defeat good. Today I am trapped in jail,
Just salute for greater light in the future!"
"A greater baptism of light? Hahahaha, don't dream. The pen falls in the storm. The ability of King Xikang only has so much righteousness, and only a little of it can be transmitted to the underground palace. I can tell you with certainty.
You, this ray of awe-inspiring righteousness, is already at its limit, and there will definitely be no more!" Bat Ancestor said coldly.
At this moment, Gu Hai's chivalrous novel was written.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!……………………!"
Outside, the awe-inspiring righteousness soared into the sky like a meteor shower, and in broad daylight, the awe-inspiring righteousness was like a vast ocean, rushing towards the capital in all directions.
The Blood Mist Underground Palace was also suddenly baptized by countless awe-inspiring righteousness.
"Buzz buzz!"
Waves of cries of ghosts and gods came, and a large amount of awe-inspiring righteousness surged out. The previous one was just a wisp, but now it was like a hundred wisps, like ten thousand wisps. In an instant, the entire underground palace was illuminated.
"Snapped!"
The Gongyang Saint seemed to hear a slap being slapped hard on the Bat Patriarch's face.
"A wisp of great righteousness is already the limit? There will never be more? Hahahahaha!" Gongyang Sheng laughed mockingly.
"Buzz!"
A crowd of awe-inspiring righteousness suddenly rushed towards the head of the Gongyang Saint, as if they were about to be absorbed by the Gongyang Saint.
"Roar!"
The bat ancestor roared loudly and opened his mouth.
"suck!"
Suddenly, the awe-inspiring righteousness that was about to penetrate into the head of the Gongyang Saint was suddenly sucked into the mouth of the Bat Ancestor.
Gongyang Sheng was not upset because he failed to absorb Haoran's righteousness, but suddenly laughed.
"Such awe-inspiring righteousness appears in Dadu. It seems that someone who works for me is here to find me? Hahaha!" Gongyang Sheng laughed.
"Hmph, you have such a good idea. A strong calligrapher will come to save you? You will only end up like you, imprisoned in my underground palace, huh!" Bat Ancestor said coldly.
"Poetry makes ghosts and gods weep? Yes, he is a capable man. A knight's journey? Good poems, good sentences, kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace for thousands of miles! When the matter is over, brush off your clothes and hide your merits and fame! Okay! Three cups of Turannuo , the Five Sacred Mountains are less important! Okay! Even if you are a heroic figure, you are not ashamed of the world's heroes. Who can write your Excellency, the Taishang Sutra of Baishou? Good sentences, every word is precious, even the Taishang Sutra of Wanshou Taoist Palace will not be looked at. ?What a great man? Ziwei, Changsheng? The one who came to me is called Gu Hai? Huh? Never heard of this person?" Gongyang Sheng frowned slightly.
"Hmph, you may not be the one who did it!" Bat Ancestor raised his head, looked upward, opened his mouth and continued to inhale the awe-inspiring righteousness that seeped into the underground palace, his eyes gradually narrowed.
"Ancestor Bat? Feed on Haoran's righteousness? Have you also fallen in love with this poem? Ha!" Gongyang Sheng showed a hint of disdain.
"The first calligraphy strokes that appeared in Dadu are all mine!" Bat Ancestor said coldly.
"So, the culture of your capital city will never become a reality." Gongyang Sheng said coldly.
"Most people are martial arts, why do they need bad literature?" Bat Ancestor said coldly.
"It's an insult to politeness! Humph!" Gongyang Sheng ignored it, but once again carefully studied the words and sentences of the poem "Xia Ke".
Just like Gongyang Sheng, countless calligraphy practitioners in the capital city are also chewing on this poem "Xia Ke Xing".
The poem makes ghosts and gods weep, it is so amazing.
Countless calligraphy practitioners suddenly felt like they had found a treasure.
The previous one-sided disdain for Gu Hai in the city has also changed. Most people looked at Gu Hai and the three of them. They were no longer villains. Maybe they were wronged.
However, some die-hard loyalists of King Xikang showed resentment.
"Three villains not only attacked from behind, but also insulted gentlemen and stole articles and poems. They are so shameless!"
"Ah? What are you stealing articles and poems? Isn't this your first calligraphy writing?"
"It's his first time writing, so he can't steal it? Gu Hai, you don't know. I heard that he is only in his seventies and a mortal who came out of a secular area. How much accumulation of calligraphy can he have? How could he write such a Any good verses?"
"Ah? You mean, someone else made the poem and asked Gu Hai to read it out?"
"Definitely, I don't believe that he can turn his poems into weeping ghosts and gods!"
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Two voices appeared in the city. One side began to worship Gu Hai, while the other side, based on imagination, began to slander Gu Hai, thinking that Gu Hai's poems were faked by others.
Fairy Wan'er's eyes were filled with anger, and she wanted to find those who had bad intentions to argue with her, but there were too many people and it was impossible to argue with them.
In a small courtyard in the city.
Sima Changkong was chewing the long poem, but King Shenwu frowned slightly: "Is this Gu Hai's calligraphy? Could it be...?"
"Your Majesty, you guess that Mr. Gu's poems were written by someone else? Haha, I don't think so." Sima Changkong said with a smile.
"oh?"
"What Gu Hai said is not out of thin air, but a complete statement of a fact! When discussing matters, how can we pretend to be someone else?" Sima Changkong said with a smile.
"A poem can make ghosts and gods weep? It seems that every poem has to go through a lot of preparation and revision again and again before it can be completely finalized, but Gu Hai just picked it up at his fingertips. In just a short period of time, how did he create such an eternal masterpiece?" King Shenwu frowned.
"This, maybe it's talent!" Sima Changkong also said with a wry smile.
Indeed, Gu Hai didn't seem to be thinking just now. He spat out a masterpiece of the ages, and slapped King Xikang's face with a slap. It was indeed a bit evil. But Sima Changkong still believed that it was Gu Hai, and he didn't know why.
Everyone looked up at the scene in the sky.
within the screen.
It was quiet in the banquet square.
"My calligraphy is mediocre. Thank you very much to King Xikang for giving me a copy of "Zhi Han Returns to the Army". It's a good poem. I will treasure it carefully to prevent your calligraphy from getting dusty!" Gu Hai said with a smile.
"Pah, pah!"
Everyone seemed to hear two crisp slaps on King Xikang's face.
All the officials suddenly looked at King Xikang with stiff expressions, as if they were checking whether King Xikang's face was swollen.
You wrote the masterpiece "Xia Ke Xing", and you said that your calligraphy is mediocre? You still want to treasure "Zhi Han Returns to the Army"? Don't let the calligraphy collect dust? Are you going to take it out from time to time and whip the corpse?
King Xikang's face had turned black to carbon color.
Long Wanyu's eyes were shining and she looked at Gu Hai with admiration.
Bing Ji looked confused, is the emperor's calligraphy really so powerful?
Although Li Shenji was smiling, there was a look of displeasure in his eyes. How could Li Shenji have thought before that Gu Hai's calligraphy was so powerful? Is it true? Isn't he from the barren Thousand Island Sea?
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"I still treasure it, and I don't even want to wipe my butt!" Zi Wei immediately made up for it.
King Xikang's dark face suddenly flushed.
"Guhai, is this for us? Hahaha, it turns out that Ziwei and I are also two heroes through the ages? Good poem, good poem!" Changsheng suddenly looked excitedly at the "Xia Ke Xing" on the paper!
"You two have been wronged, this poem is just to rectify your names!" Gu Hai said with a smile.
"Yes, we have finally rectified our names. We are the two heroes of the ages, Ziwei, don't you think so?" Changsheng answered shamelessly.
"They are indeed two heroes of the ages. In fact, I originally wanted to compose a poem and recite it to everyone!" Zi Wei said with some regret.
Changsheng's expression changed: "You're just reciting your poems, don't recite them in front of me!"
"What happened to my poem? Have you not heard it for many years?"
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The two suddenly started arguing and were about to start a fight.
"You two, let's not talk about poetry. Let's sit down and eat first." Gu Hai immediately interrupted.
"Okay!" The two of them suddenly changed their faces and agreed.
The officials all around felt weird. When these two people heard about food, their expressions changed faster than flipping through a book. Are they really the two heroes of the ages? Knights? These two foodies?
The banquet continued. The two foodies finally showed their rough sides.
Eat eat eat!
After about a stick of incense, the atmosphere of the banquet where everyone was talking suddenly changed. Everyone suddenly opened their mouths and stopped.
But he saw Zi Wei had a leg of lamb in his left hand and a leg of beef in his right hand. After a few bites, the two meat legs were eaten up. Chang Sheng even picked up a wine barrel and poured it into his mouth as if pouring water.
One leg of meat followed another, one barrel of wine followed another.
The attendants who were responsible for delivering the food were all sweating profusely, but the two of them had just begun to eat.
Eat eat eat eat!
The appetite shocked all the officials. It also shocked the 200 million people in the city.
I don't know who suddenly said: "Um, these two guys were transformed into monsters?"
PS: I have something to do when I go out today, two updates in a row!