The bat ancestor opened his mouth and swallowed up all the awe-inspiring righteousness that had penetrated from "Xia Ke Xing". After a stick of incense, the chanting of ghosts and gods ended.
"Whirring whirring!"
Suddenly, several small bats appeared strangely in the underground palace and slowly rushed into the mouth of the bat ancestor.
The Bat Ancestor swallowed the little bat and narrowed his eyes: "Oh? Is it really the envoy of Daqian? Did Gu Hai do it?"
"Huh?" Gongyang Sheng also suddenly opened his eyes.
A great messenger?
"I am the messenger of Daqian? Hahahahaha! Guhai? Unexpectedly, in the past few years since I have been away from Daqian, Daqian has produced such an outstanding person. What a song "Xia Ke Xing" and what a calligraphy!" Gongyang Sheng said with a smile. .
"Don't be complacent. The news from my letter bat is that he is a calligrapher, Gu Hai? I have never heard of him? How many years has it been? Can Daqian have any good calligraphy practitioners?" Although "Xia Ke Xing" is powerful, it seems that you can also write poems of this level. You are still imprisoned here, let alone the ancient sea? A "Xia Ke Xing Xing" is already the ultimate!" Bat Zu sneered.
Bat Ancestor just finished speaking.
"boom!"
Suddenly, another burst of chanting from ghosts and gods came, louder than before.
But it was in Wuyue Academy that Gu Haikou spat out "Jian Jin Jiu".
There were several times more sounds of ghosts and gods than before, and each one was louder than the other, resounding throughout the entire underground palace.
"What else? How could it be? Without Haoran's righteousness, how could there be chants of ghosts and gods?" Bat Ancestor said in surprise.
"No, this article hasn't been finished yet, Haoran Zhengqi is brewing!" Gongyang Sheng's expression suddenly changed.
"Huh?" Bat Ancestor raised his eyebrows.
"Is it the ultimate? Ancestor Bat, it seems that you have guessed wrong again. To be successful in life, you must have all the joy. Don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. I am born with talents that will be useful. I will come back after all the gold is gone? Okay, haha, okay!" The Sheep Saint immediately burst into laughter.
But Ancestor Bat's face was gloomy.
As the outside world Guhai read word by word, the voices of ghosts and gods wailing became louder and louder. It was a majestic impact.
It's like a magic sound in my head. After listening to it once, I can't forget the poem.
"The five-flowered boat, the thousand-gold fur, the call will be exchanged for the fine wine, and we will eliminate the eternal sorrow with you! Good! What an ancient sea, what a wine song!" Gongyang's holy eyes let out a light.
"If there is no awe-inspiring righteousness and there are ghosts and gods weeping and chanting, so what?" Bat Ancestor said coldly.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the last stroke of the outside world fell, and a bright sun soared into the sky. Endless awe-inspiring righteousness spurted out continuously from the bright sun.
Within tens of thousands of miles, the sky and the earth were as bright as day. The light rushed into the underground palace in an instant.
"Bang!"
It seemed to form a white air wave, instantly dispersing all the blood mist in the underground palace.
The underground palace was instantly illuminated.
"Roar!"
The Bat Ancestor's expression changed, and he opened his mouth to inhale. However, the sudden large amount of awe-inspiring righteousness was too huge, and he did not have time to absorb it all. Some of it poured into the head of the Gong Sheng Sheng again.
"Buzz!"
The body of the Holy Ram emitted bursts of white light, as if he was trying to break free from the chains of blood and water on his body.
"Hmph, even this great righteousness is not enough. Blood will come!" Bat Ancestor snorted coldly.
"boom!"
The entire blood pool in the underground palace suddenly set off a huge wave of blood, instantly covering the body of Shengtong Shengtong.
"Ancestor Bat, my great disciples are here, hahahaha!" Saint Gongyang laughed and drowned in the pool of blood.
"Humph, so what if I came? So what if I wrote this poem? In the metropolis, it's all mine, roar!" The Bat Ancestor snorted coldly, rushed out of the bloody pool, and suddenly transformed into a man in black robes.
There was a cross-shaped scar above the man's right eye, and his face looked cold. His body swayed, and he suddenly rushed out of the underground palace and headed towards Wuyue Academy.
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Wuyue Academy.
Gu Hai asked King Xikang to correct "Jian Jin Jiu". Everyone looked at King Xikang.
Correction? Just kidding. Even a fool can see that the level of King Xikang is not worthy of carrying shoes for "Jianjin Wine", so you still correct me?
This is obviously a slap in the face.
Almost everyone looked at King Xikang's face with a feeling of distress.
Who are you messing with? Are you messing with Mr. Gu? Why are you comparing yourself to Mr. Gu? Comparing poems with him? Isn’t this just giving him a slap in the face?
It's just a private discussion. What kind of live broadcast are you doing?
It's fine now. Two hundred million people have seen that your face was swollen. Very swollen.
The face of Emperor Yuan Dynasty has been completely embarrassed by you!
King Xikang's face suddenly turned red and white.
The wailing chants of ghosts and gods from all over the world continued, even more grand than in "Xia Ke Xing". The white light shone so brightly that King Xikang was unable to find a place to hide.
Gu Hai looked at King Xikang coldly.
"About to Enter the Wine" is one of the pinnacle works of Li Bai in the past. If this article can't make you feel at ease, I'm so sorry to Li Bai.
How can the pinnacle of poetic immortality be compared to you, a mere mortal?
Gu Hai believed that after this article "About to Enter the Wine", his journey to the capital city would be much smoother, at least in terms of poetry and prose, no one would dare to provoke him casually anymore.
"You, you, you, you are only in your seventies, how could it be possible...!" King Xikang looked at Gu Hai with a trace of despair in his eyes.
"Ha, I said before, writing poetry does not depend on how old you are, but on your talent. People with high talent, even children of a few years old, can write masterpieces that will last forever!" Gu Hai sneered.
Gu Hai did not say anything nonsense. In the past on Earth, King Luo Bin was just seven years old, and his poem "Goose Goose Goose, Songs to the Sky...!" became famous throughout the ages.
There are many talented people who never pass down a single masterpiece until they die. This is talent.
"Talent?" King Xikang looked at Gu Hai, his eyelids twitching wildly.
"Yes, you have no talent!" Gu Hai nodded very sincerely.
You have no talent!
You have no talent!
You have no talent!
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Gu Hai's words, like a demonic voice, immediately echoed in King Xikang's mind.
I have no talent? No. Impossible.
But a vivid example is right in front of us. Gu Hai has just entered the spiritual world from the secular world. How old is he? Can you compare with "Xia Ke Xing" and "Will Enter the Wine"?
Compared to him, are you really talented?
In an instant, a halo of 'no talent' suddenly descended on King Xikang's head.
Both the surrounding officials and the people of the capital city all recognized Gu Hai's words at this moment.
Yes, Gu Hai is right. He spits out poems at the drop of a hat. Are you as talented as him?
"puff!"
King Xikang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. Gu Hai's words "You have no talent" echoed in his mind!
"Your Majesty!" All the officials suddenly exclaimed.
Long Wanyu clapped his hands and applauded, asking you to scold my brother-in-law just now.
Bing Ji, Li Shenji, and Sima Kong all looked at Gu Hai with complicated expressions. Who would have thought that Gu Hai's calligraphy was so powerful?
Just open your mouth and crush King Xikang until he vomits blood? Is there anything else you don't know how to do?
"If you don't have talent, you don't have talent! Is it necessary to vomit blood?" Zi Wei said contemptuously.
"He doesn't want to pay for us to eat meat and drink wine. You are stingy. Do you admit it? Do you need to vomit blood to pretend?" Chang Sheng also said disdainfully.
"Pfft! You, you...!" King Xikang looked at the two rice pails and vomited two more mouthfuls of blood.
Am I such a stingy person? Where did these two guys come from? They are so ugly.
"You two, forget it, don't be angry with King Xikang. After all, we are guests from afar, and strong dragons cannot overwhelm local snakes!" Gu Hai whispered to the two of them.
But at this moment, everyone's eyes were on King Xikang and Gu Hai. Even though they whispered, everyone still heard them.
The faces of all the officials around suddenly turned dark again. What does it mean that a strong dragon does not suppress a local snake? Are you a strong dragon? King Xikang is a local snake?
If King Xikang's eyes could kill, Gu Hai would have died countless times.
But unfortunately, I had no way to refute, so I put my face in front of him and slapped him.
For a time, all the officials had mixed feelings.
Mo Yike, Chang Sheng and others smiled bitterly, but did not jump out at this time.
Gu Hai writes poems now, like a divine help. If inspiration suddenly strikes him and he writes a few more poems, the Yuan Dynasty will be completely disgraced.
"Okay, since King Xikang doesn't want to correct my "Jian Jin Jiu", then just put it away!" Gu Hai shook his head and said.
Obviously, Gu Hai also understands that just about enough is enough, and going too far is not enough.
Bing Ji stepped forward and gently rolled up "Jian Jin Jiu".
"boom!"
The sky was filled with countless awe-inspiring righteousness, as if they were suddenly included in the piece of paper. The bright sun in the sky also fell instantly and fell into the paper, waiting for Bing Ji to slowly roll it up.
At this moment, suddenly, a strong wind blew from all directions, and under the strong wind, billowing clouds of blood suddenly appeared in the sky.
The blood cloud exploded suddenly, turning into countless bats and overwhelmingly covering the entire Wuyue Academy.
"Buzz!"
In mid-air, a figure in black robe suddenly appeared.
The black-robed figure stood in mid-air, and an air of panic spread in all directions.
"boom!"
It was as if a strong wind was blowing, and there was a sudden panic in the banquet.
Everyone looked up.
Chang Sheng's expression suddenly changed and he was the first to stand up.
"Meet the ancestor!" Chang Sheng bowed down with great respect.
Along with Chang Sheng, a group of officials also stood up and suddenly bowed down.
"Meet the ancestor!"
Those who worship the man in black robe are all a group of vampires, and the identity of the man in black robe is also about to be revealed.
"Ancestor Bat?" Li Shenji suddenly narrowed his eyes.
"I've seen Bat Ancestor!" Mo Yike and Qin Zibai bowed slightly. A large number of officials also bowed down.
"Ancestor Bat!" King Xikang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said bitterly.
Ancestor Bat, a man who looks like a fifty-year-old mortal, has a cross-shaped scar above his right eye.
The moment the Bat Ancestor appeared, Bing Ji's expression suddenly changed, she grabbed the scroll in her hand and immediately walked towards the ancient sea, a trace of panic flashed across her face.
"Huh?" Gu Hai saw Bing Ji panicking and showed a trace of doubt.
But Ancestor Bat ignored the others and looked at the "Xia Ke Xing" that he hadn't rolled up yet!
"Oh, that's right, what a great piece of "Xia Ke Xing", what a great sense of righteousness!" Bat Ancestor showed a sneer, reaching out to grab it.
"What are you doing? This is what Gu Hai wrote to us!" Zi Wei grabbed "Xia Ke Xing" and stared at the Bat Ancestor in mid-air.
"Huh?" Bat Ancestor's face turned cold.
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