Chapter 70 I am good at nourishing my great spirit
After the people made a noise, they no longer had any respect for the saints in the sky. The pressure brought by the saints before was instantly reduced, and they even felt disgusted with the pressure the saints put on them.
"Mr. Gu, there are also calligraphers, calligraphers, you should fight back against them!" Suddenly, some people shouted excitedly.
Shudao also fights back?
The saints all over the sky are not stupid. After experiencing three accidents, how could there be another accident? They all looked at the audience coldly.
"The way of calligraphy is already brewing?" a group of calligraphy saints shouted.
"I have already created it, and I will write it as soon as the saint opens his mouth!" cried one of the participating calligraphers.
"I'm fine too!"
"I'm fine too!"
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Suddenly, each of the book cultivators stared at the ancient sea not far away.
All the saints in the sky were staring at Gu Hai.
In particular, the grade-level brush Ziwei walked around in a circle that day and walked back to the direction of the ancient sea.
"Zi Wei, how are you?" Changsheng asked.
"They didn't write it, what can I do?" Zi Wei spread her hands and asked.
"Another heaven-level pen? Calligraphy saints, please be careful!" Hua Dao and Qin Dao saints immediately shouted.
The egg of immortality and the song of Gou Chen almost made all the saints collapse. How could the saints underestimate this heaven-level pen Ziwei?
The defense against Zi Wei has already reached its extreme level.
"Now that the calligraphy contestants are ready, let's start writing!" Gongyang Sheng shouted.
When Saint Gongyang asked everyone to start writing, Emperor Qing looked at Gu Hai, then squinted at Saint Daqian, but suddenly said: "President Gongyang!"
"Huh?" Gongyang Sheng looked over with a frown.
People from all directions also looked at Qingdi in confusion.
"In this Halloween Conference, I, the Great Yan Dynasty, will abstain and will not fight!" Qing Emperor solemnly said.
"boom!"
All around, the contestants were in an uproar.
Abstain the right to fight? The Great Yan Dynasty gives up this fight?
Even the contestants from the Great Yan Dynasty were suddenly at a loss. However, Qing Emperor had already spoken and no one dared to refute.
"Okay!" Gongyang Sheng nodded.
"Let's go!" Qingdi waved his sleeves and stepped away.
Countless people in all directions looked confused. But just when the people were confused, another voice sounded.
"Ram hosts!"
"Huh?" Gongyang Sheng looked doubtfully.
But it was Emperor Kong from the Da Huang Dynasty.
"In this Halloween meeting, we, the Great Yellow Kingdom, will abstain and will not fight!" Emperor Kong said solemnly.
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and slowly left with all the Rhubarb Celestial Dynasty contestants.
In the blink of an eye, the contestants' expressions became complicated.
Great Yan Celestial Dynasty, Great Yellow Celestial Dynasty? Why did they suddenly give up the game?
All the saints in the sky were puzzled.
"Da Huang Celestial Dynasty? Da Yan Celestial Dynasty? Humph!"
"It's a pity that Qing Emperor, the last piece of "Qing Ci" was absolutely unparalleled, but now he has given up and won't fight?"
"The same goes for Emperor Kong. The last time he wrote a "Confucianism", his benevolence was so great. Why is it so this time?"
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The saints were puzzled.
Everyone in the three holy places narrowed their eyes.
"Don't God, Qing Emperor, and Kong Emperor dare to come into contact with the evil sect of Gu Hai? Are they afraid of losing face?" A seraph asked curiously.
Taichu shook his head, looked at Da Qian Sheng, and whispered: "Gu Hai is not that capable. They are not afraid of Gu Hai, but they are making way for Da Qian Sheng!"
south.
"Boss, the two great celestial dynasties, are you going to make way for the Great Qian Sheng? Are you going to let the Great Qian Sheng face off against our three holy places?" A Taishang Dao disciple frowned.
"Huh, Emperor Kong, Emperor Qing? Are they so optimistic about the plan of the Great Qian Sheng? In tens of thousands of years, the old man only made a trick once when he was watching chess. The Temple of Wen Dao is only the territory of my three holy places. It’s not the turn of a dynasty that has only been established for a few thousand years to enter!” Taishang tycoon said coldly in a low voice.
The west.
"Buddha, Qing Emperor, and Kong Emperor are so confident in the Great Qiansheng?" a Bodhisattva asked curiously.
The future Buddha shook his head and remained silent——
"The sage said: Taking 'qi' as the title, the changing sky has 'weather'. Different regions have 'earth Qi', the transpiration of water has 'water qi', the flames of fire have 'fire qi', and the decay of corpses has 'fire qi'." "Filthy Qi", fishy sweat and dirt have "popular Qi", there is "Yang Qi" in the solstice of the day, "Yin Qi" in the dark night, and "anger" in humiliation and disgust. With "Qi" as the title, poems and songs are all But, write it down quickly!" Gongyang Sheng shouted again.
While they were drinking, all the calligraphy contestants began to write down their books.
Although the calligraphy sage did not use the word "little man" as the title again, the last sentence: There is "anger" in humiliation, which has already explained everything. The calligraphy sage was very angry at the insult from the ancient sea.
Of course, at this moment, even a fool could see that Gu Hai had offended the saints so much that he should write poems insulting Gu Hai in order to win the favor of the saints.
Suddenly, each calligraphy contestant began to write mainly satirical articles.
"Mr. Gu, please write an article too!" Gongyang Sheng looked at Gu Hai.
Gu Hai smiled bitterly and nodded.
"Mr. Gu, let me help you write. I can write whatever you want!" Zi Wei immediately volunteered.
"Be careful, be careful with that fat man!" The saints immediately stared at Zi Wei.
Gu Hai was not in a hurry to write, but looked at the four calligraphy contestants.
"boom!"
When Sima Changkong, Jehovah, and thousands of calligraphy cultivators were writing, suddenly a strong wind blew up, and there was a storm and rain when the pen was written. For a moment, dark clouds covered it, lightning flashed and thunder. But they were all calligraphy masters.
Everyone started writing, and the awe-inspiring righteousness suddenly surged out from their pens, like long rivers rushing into the sea of awe-inspiring righteousness in the sky.
The vast sea of righteous energy was churning for a while, just like a river flowing into the sea.
However, after a while, the vast river of righteousness in their respective paintings slowly changed color.
"Look, I know that calligrapher in red. What he wrote is 'fire'. The aura of righteousness in his writing has turned red. Did you see it? The fire is scorching and restless!"
"That blue book repairman, what he wrote was water vapor, and it turned blue. Look, the white Haoran Zhengqi Sea above has been dyed a little blue!"
"Is that Jehovah? What he wrote was 'filthiness' and it turned gray? That Haoran Zhengqi turned gray and smelled like a fishy stench. Is this insulting Mr. Gu?"
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The people were astonished when they saw various colorful air pillars spurting out from each piece of paper. The air pillars soared into the sky and immediately dyed the vast ocean of righteousness with different colors.
"Mr. Gu, you see, many of them are scolding you. Now, they haven't finished writing, they are just various pillars of anger. Later, once they are finished, those articles will be immediately criticized by words and pens. If I come at you, all kinds of dirty words will flood into you. Once spread, your reputation will be ruined!" Zi Wei said anxiously.
"Yes, Mr. Gu, this kind of writing will turn into poems later, and it will be praised by countless calligraphers all over the world. By then, it will be too late to save it!" Changsheng nodded.
"Master, why don't you write a poem too!" Gou Chen said worriedly.
Those calligraphers are writing poems insulting Gu Hai, but they haven't been written yet, and the big harm has not yet been revealed. Do you just wait eagerly for them to slander you?
"Okay, I say, Mr. Ziwei, you write!" Gu Hai nodded.
As soon as Gu Hai said he wanted to write it, there was a commotion among the saints all over the sky.
There were a lot of calligraphy masters in the arena, but the saints all over the sky did not pay attention, or even take a closer look. Because their eyes were all fixed on Gu Hai.
Having learned from the past, the saints were extremely wary of Gu Hai. They inadvertently fell into Gu Hai's ways several times. How could they be careless at this moment?
"Look, that fat guy is about to write!"
"What did you write?"
"Be careful and don't look at them all. The pregnant saint before is a warning to others!"
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All the saints looked worriedly, but some saints did not dare to look around.
Taichu and His Majesty all narrowed their eyes. After all, Gu Hai's calligraphy has been heard by some. "Xia Ke Xing", "Jianjin Liquor", "Great Compassion Mantra" and "Bodhi" have all caused quite a stir. I wonder what Gu Hai is going to do at this moment.
What to write.
Even the host, Gongyang Sheng, looked at it curiously.
Gu Hai opened his mouth, Zi Wei put down her pen and started writing.
"May I ask, sir, how evil you are?" Gu Hai thought.
Zi Wei put down the pen and wrote down instantly.
As Zi Wei was writing, there was a white aura of great righteousness rising into the sky, and the breeze blew by, quite gentle. The pillars of awe-inspiring righteousness were also extremely thin, and did not appear to be powerful at all.
"Huh?"
Suddenly there was a burst of murmurs from all directions. You know, this is not like Gu Hai's style. There is no momentum in this sentence.
I dare you to ask, sir, I am so evil. I mean, I dare you to ask, what are you good at?
But is this a poem? Lyrics? Song? Fu? None of them are right. It’s just a question. What’s so special about it?
When many calligraphers from all over the world were confused, Gu Hai read out the second sentence.
"Say: 'I know what to say, and I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring aura.'" Gu Hai thought.
Zi Wei slowly started writing.
"May I ask what the aura of awe is?" Gu Hai thought again.
Zi Wei continued to write.
"This is not a poem, but a question and answer? Ask Gu Hai, Gu Hai answers?" Dongfang Taichu frowned slightly.
The Supreme Leader from the South also showed a sneer: "Question and answer? Is it a question and answer about the Qi of Haoran? This ancient sea has such a big tone, this is what he can answer?!"
In the West, the future Buddha also raised his brows slightly and clasped his hands together: "Infinite Life Buddha, water vapor, fire vapor, anger, filthy qi, yang qi, and yin qi are all phenomena in the world, with form and form, cause and effect. The unique aura of awe-inspiring
', seems to come out of thin air, has no roots and no comments, is erratic, has no past life, no future life, no cause and no effect, but it is the foundation of calligraphy. No one dares to say that it can explain 'the foundation of calligraphy'. This ancient ocean
, he wants to explain the ‘Awesome Qi’? That’s too much!”
"You don't overestimate your capabilities!" Jehovah, who was writing not far away, looked at Gu Hai with a sneer.