With the emergence of the Wen Dao Temple, a powerful force suddenly overwhelmed the 500 million people in the city and silenced them.
The four hosts, after being inspected from the Wen Dao Temple, landed on their respective round platforms.
"Your Majesty, please take the arbitration seat!" Gongyang Sheng looked coldly at the 100,000 participating scribes and shouted loudly.
After shouting loudly, Gongyang Sheng, Jiu Gongzi, Master Liunian, and Dingding all held their hands in front of them and bowed slightly.
Countless people in Tianyin City also bowed down respectfully.
But they saw nine giant dragons in the distance, pulling a huge chariot flying slowly towards them. The chariot was surrounded by white clouds, and above the white clouds, stood a large number of officials. Long Shenwu, Sima Zongheng, and a large number of faces. The majestic person stands respectfully behind the Nine Dragon Chariot.
"Woo, woo~~~~~!"
A blast of horns sounded in Tianyin City, seeming to welcome the arrival of the Great Qian Sheng.
Directly north of the central square, there is a high platform.
The dragon chariot slowly landed on the high platform.
The dragon chariot fell, and the surrounding officials stood respectfully behind it until the beaded curtain of the dragon chariot was slowly opened.
From the inside, a flat crown slowly protrudes.
Everyone knows that it is the Great Qian Sheng.
"Greetings to Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty!" Officials and soldiers from all over bowed respectfully.
"Greetings to Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty!" Countless people worshiped excitedly.
For some reason, with the arrival of Lord Daqian, the oppression of the Wendao Temple seemed to have weakened countless times in an instant. The people were able to talk freely and looked at Lord Daqian with even more excitement.
The moment Da Qian Sheng stepped out of the dragon chariot, a faint golden air flow suddenly shot up into the sky with Da Qian Sheng as the center.
"boom!"
The awe-inspiring sea of righteousness above Da Qian Sheng was suddenly blown away countless times, and the golden air flow turned into a golden cloud floating in the sky.
Above the golden clouds, there seemed to be golden dragons swimming, which was extremely magical.
Da Qian Sheng stepped down from the dragon chariot, and the dragon chariot slowly flew away. The officials behind him immediately offered a dragon chair and placed it behind Da Qian Sheng.
"That's His Majesty Da Qian?" A trace of astonishment flashed in Gu Hai's eyes.
Daqian Sheng has an ordinary appearance. He looks like an ordinary person in his fifties or sixties. He seems to be old. However, at the moment he is on the high platform, he looks like the supreme being of heaven and earth. He wears a crystal jade flat crown on his head, a brown-bottomed gold dragon robe, and feet. Stepping on the colorful cloud silk boots, endless auspiciousness surrounds the body.
"Get back on your feet!" Lord Daqian said calmly.
The sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears strangely.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Countless officials, soldiers, and people all stood up excitedly.
Lord Da Qian slowly sat on the dragon chair.
"Lingshan Holy Land, in the future, I have seen the Great Master!" A soft shout suddenly came from the west of the square.
Gu Hai turned around and saw a large number of monks standing on a high platform in the distance. The first one was a bald monk in white clothes who was about twenty years old. There was a golden ribbon wrapped around the monk's eyes. He put his hands together. , bowed slightly to the Great God.
"Future Buddha?" Gu Hai frowned slightly.
But behind the head of the future Buddha, there seemed to be a golden halo, emitting bursts of Buddha light.
"Wanshou Taoist, Your Majesty, I have seen the Great Qian Sheng!" From the south of the square, a woman suddenly shouted softly.
Gu Hai looked around and saw a high platform in the south. There were a large number of men and women in white standing there. At the head was an extremely beautiful woman who looked about thirty years old. Her skin was as white as frost and snow, and her chest was plump. Her white clothes outlined her flesh and bones, which seemed to be transparent. With an irresistible charm, mature style, and a charming cinnabar between her eyebrows, many people were stunned for a moment, as if all the good things in the world were gathered in her, but there was a coldness in her eyes. That's all.
Behind the Taishangdao giant, several colorful ribbons floated, like rainbows, lighting up the sky.
"Sun God Palace, Taichu, I've seen His Majesty Daqian Sheng!" A soft shout came from the east of the square.
In the east, countless angelic lights and shadows seemed to appear, and a holy light suddenly illuminated all directions.
But in front of a large group of angels, a middle-aged man in white stood on a high platform, looked at the Lord Daqian, and bowed slightly.
"Taichu?" Guhai's pupils shrank.
I haven't heard any news about Taichu in the past few days, but I didn't expect that he would suddenly arrive.
Lord Daqian Sheng sat on the dragon chair and only nodded, without standing up to return the salute.
"Heaven above, I, the Lord of the Daqian Dynasty, Long Warring States, thank God for the gift. I am the arbiter of the All Saints Conference. I will extend the text of the text and never fade for eternity!" The Lord of Daqian said solemnly to the sky.
"Boom!"
The awe-inspiring sea of righteousness in the sky suddenly began to churn.
"Sir Da Qian, Long Warring States!" Gu Hai stared at the Sage Da Qian.
Although they did not respond to the Three Holy Lands, they did not express any blame at all. This is the status of Daqian. One word shocked the world.
"Halloween, please!" Gongyang Saint solemnly said.
"Boom!"
In the midst of the roaring sea of righteousness, suddenly, waves of melodious piano sounds sounded in the sky and earth. Amidst the music, many people seemed to be reciting poems. In the sky, countless phantoms of fairy birds and mythical beasts seemed to appear instantly, and a large number of stars were everywhere. shine.
Although the sound was loud and gave people a very pleasant feeling, for some reason, no one could hear clearly what was being said.
Until a voice sounded.
"Heaven is above, we are willing to accept it from generation to generation! Guide the common people, continue to multiply, practice the law on behalf of heaven, and prosper the heaven together!" A voice sounded.
But I saw figures in white slowly walking out of the temple of literature and art one after another. The figures in white could not see their faces clearly, they looked like they were dressed up as literary cultivators, and there were countless awe-inspiring righteousness surrounding them every step of the way.
One after another, one after another, more and more, as if the sky is full of immortals suddenly appearing.
For a moment, all the 500 million people in Tianyin City were silent and stared with wide eyes.
"That's the saint?" Gu Hai narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Yes, that is the heavenly soul of the saint. Perhaps it was given by God and has a strange body!" Sima Changkong whispered behind Gu Hai.
"The voice just now came from the Wen Dao Temple. Everyone else can understand it, but what is the 'immortal dome' mentioned in it?" Gu Hai asked doubtfully.
"Eh? Xian Qiong? Mr. Gu listened very carefully. I don't know. I guess the sky is the sky, and the Xian Qiong should still mean the sky, right?" Sima Changkong said blankly.
"No, the fairy dome is an object!" Changsheng said immediately.
"Oh? Object? What kind of object is the Immortal Dome?" Gu Hai looked at Changsheng in confusion.
"Well, I don't know. The old man mentioned it before, and he didn't dare to mention it more every time. Ziwei, didn't you ask the old man? What did he say?" Changsheng looked at Ziwei.
"To be honest, I just asked what the 'Immortal Dome' was, and the old man slapped me and told me not to mention this thing in the future. This is God's secret! If God blames me, no one can escape." Zi. Wei immediately shook his head and said.
Gu Hai: “………………!”
The saint walked out of the Wen Dao Temple, gradually divided into two areas, and stood directly above the square one by one.
There are eight thousand saints in one area, and two thousand saints in another area.
Da Qian Sheng Shang Long Warring States held the dragon chair and stopped talking.
The Gongyang Saint bowed respectfully to the ten thousand saints who slowly stood up.
"Master of calligraphy, Saint Gongyang, please classify the saints and choose and test them in order!" Saint Gongyang said respectfully.
"Buzz!"
The eight thousand saints retreated, and the two thousand saints stood above the Haoran Zhengqi Sea, overlooking the central square.
"What does this mean?" Gu Hai looked at Sima Changkong.
"Those eight thousand saints were all transformed by the souls of the three holy land cultivators after their death!" Sima Changkong said with a bitter smile.
"Oh?" Gu Hai raised his eyebrows.
"Those eight thousand are to support the three holy places. These two thousand are ordinary literary and Taoist saints. Five hundred each for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Mr. Gu, you see that the giants of the three holy places did not come to participate in the competition. Do you know why?" Sima Changkong smiled bitterly.
"Why?"
"These two thousand saints hate the three holy places. Therefore, as long as the Taishang Sutra, Future Sutra, and Taichu Sutra appear, these two thousand saints will definitely not choose them, and the giants of the three holy places will not take it for themselves. It's humiliating, but people from the Yan and Huang dynasties are competing with us to be recommended as saints in the first round!" Sima Changkong explained.
"Oh? Saints also have conflicts among themselves?" A trace of surprise flashed in Gu Hai's eyes.
"Mr. Gu, please don't think that they are all dead people. They all have their own thoughts." Sima Changkong explained.
"oh?"
"Taishang, Taichu, in the future, they will only enter the second round of competition for eight thousand saints! At this moment, they are just sending some ordinary disciples here to find some luck!" Sima Changkong explained.
Gu Hai nodded.
"In the first round, there are only two thousand saints. Mr. Gu, please be careful. Later, you will try your best to display music, chess, calligraphy and painting, resonate with the saints, and win the recommendation of the saints. The more you get, the better. We, literary cultivators, , will help you, and then recommend you to the saint!" Sima Changkong said solemnly.
"Okay!" Gu Hai nodded.
"Let's start playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting!" Above the sky, one of the two thousand saints said.
The four major hosts did not open their mouths, and it was difficult for the 100,000 scribes participating in the competition to start. Because the four of them are the hosts, and they are the rules.
"Number 100, Guhai!" Gongyang Sheng shouted.
"Here!" Gu Hai was slightly startled and walked forward.
All around, Xuan En, Ye Hua, Qing Emperor, Kong Emperor and others all stared wide-eyed. At this moment of competition, why is Gongyang Sheng calling Gu Hai?
"Start from you, show off your literary teachings and show it to the saints!" Gongyang Sheng said solemnly.
"What?" Xuan En's expression changed.
"Here, let Gu Hai start first? This is cheating. Gu Hai starts first and takes advantage of us!" Qisha's expression changed.
"Hmph, you are going to work for the emperor, taking advantage of the host, cheating!"
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Suddenly, countless scribes stared at Gu Hai angrily.
Gu Hai: “…………!”
Gu Hai was speechless for a while. Is this an unreasonable disaster?
"Whoever dares to make noise will be deprived of their qualifications!" Gongyang Sheng shouted.
Buzz!
Those who had been making noise suddenly stopped.
All resources are tilted towards me, isn’t it too obvious?
"Gu Hai, you start!" Gongyang Sheng said solemnly.
Gu Hai: “………………!”
Start? How to start? Hang yourself out alone and let me perform first? Although it is good for you, but is it a bit unethical?
"Master, why don't I come first and play your music, or I can sing by myself!" Gou Chen shouted.
"Mr. Gu, let me come and recite poetry for you!" Zi Wei shouted.
"Mr. Gu, let me come and help you paint!" Changsheng also shouted.
Gu Hai looked at the saints all over the sky. The saints all over the sky didn't seem to care.
However, at this moment, nearly 500 million people are staring at me, some are happy, some are jealous, some are contemptuous, some are angry, and they always feel a little uncomfortable.
There is no need to ask for help in playing chess, calligraphy and painting. In playing chess and calligraphy, I have some background in the world, but I don’t seem to have any in painting.
"Changsheng, please try it first!" Gu Hai said in a deep voice.
Painting? I'm not good at it. Let Changsheng try. Even if something goes wrong, it'll be okay.
"Me? What should I draw? Whatever you want me to draw, I will draw!" Changsheng shouted immediately.
"Whatever!" Gu Hai said with a bitter smile.
I don’t understand the Tao of painting at all, so I can’t talk nonsense. Just let immortality come to you.
"Okay!" Changsheng nodded.
A desk filled with pens, inks, paper and inkstones was placed in front of Gu Hai. Gu Hai asked Changsheng to paint.
At this moment, 500 million people are staring at that immortality.
"Hmph, I want to see what kind of amazing paintings the Daqian Dynasty can draw by cheating like this, and how many saints they can recommend!" Yehua sneered not far away.
"That Changsheng?" Qingdi narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming a little familiar.
Gongyang Sheng, Master Liunian, Ninth Young Master, and Dingding all looked at Changsheng in confusion.
The Great Qian Sheng in the north, the Taichu in the east, the Taoist giant in the south, and the future Buddha in the west all showed doubts.
Gu Hai smiled bitterly and pushed himself in front of others. For a moment, he didn't know where to start.
"What? He drew that thing again and blinded me!" Gou Chen's expression suddenly changed.
Gu Hai was slightly startled and turned around to look. He saw that Chang Sheng had already made two strokes. As soon as those two strokes were outlined, Gu Hai knew what he wanted to draw.
Egg?
Changsheng wants to be present and draw an egg in front of 500 million people?
Changsheng has to draw an egg in front of the Great Qian Sheng, the Future Buddha, the Supreme Being, and the Supreme Beginning?
Changsheng needs to draw an egg in front of the saints all over the sky.
Gu Hai suddenly became excited. However, Chang Sheng wrote very quickly, and the strokes in his hand danced crazily, and the shape of the egg became clearer and clearer.
Gu Hai suddenly turned his head away, sweating profusely, not daring to look any further.
However, Gongyang Saint shouted to the sky: "This is the first exhibition of Painting Dao. Painting Saint, please watch carefully and judge as soon as possible!"
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