Upon hearing these two words, the younger disciples on the periphery also held their breath. They did not expect Wu Guangsheng to take out the magic pen so quickly.
This is a treasure related to the destiny of the world. No one wants to know what it looks like.
The leaders of each sect were also attracted by the magic pen, and they did not care about the disciples behind them who stretched their necks one by one.
All eyes were focused on the magic pen IQ in the center of the round table, because the round table was so large that the disciples on the periphery could see it clearly.
"Tsk... I have never seen a pen holder made of pure gold, but the hair looks a little strange."
Someone at the table whispered doubts.
Wu Guangsheng said cheerfully: "You have no doubt, this magic pen is genuine. I will never joke with you on this matter. Moreover, I ordered people to visit various places to search for the origin of this magic pen. Fortunately, it paid off.
, I finally learned the true name of this magic pen from a centenarian in the mountains of Bashu."
"The magic pen also has a real name? Why is it called?"
"Calling the Dragon Hair. It is said that this pen is made from the scales of an ancient dragon smelted into the barrel, and the dragon whiskers are kneaded into the bristles. Therefore, this pen has an innate fairy spirit and contains the fortune of heaven and earth. It cannot be mastered by those who have to master the way of heaven. Mortals can write books
It’s hard to correct its shape.”
"This pen is made of the legendary dragon?" Yue Lingbo looked a little disdainful, "It is too mysterious and difficult to verify. Not to mention whether this pen is made of dragon, it is still unknown whether there are dragons in this world."
Jian Jue Qingfeng interrupted: "Dragon exists!"
As soon as Qingfeng opened his mouth, everyone looked at him.
Qingfeng is a cold and arrogant person who seldom speaks. At this moment, he not only speaks, but also speaks very definitely. Everyone is curious, what does he mean by this?
Qingfeng closed his eyes and seemed to be lost in thought.
"One hundred and thirty years ago, in the hinterland of Bashu, there was a wonderful scene of Yinglong ascending to heaven."
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.
The Seven Jue Sect originated from the hinterland of Bashu. After more than a hundred years of development, it has its headquarters in the Central Plains. Qingfeng is one of the Seven Jue and is no stranger to Bashu. He said that there was a scene of Yinglong ascending to heaven in Bashu, which is not unheard of.
according to.
but……
Ye Liuyun frowned: "There is indeed some legend about the scene of the trapped dragon rising to heaven a hundred years ago, and it did originate from Bashu. Someone Ye also heard it said, but it was just a legend. And what happened a hundred years ago, Brother Qingfeng should
There’s no way to verify it.”
"Dragons exist!"
Still saying the same thing, Qingfeng didn't explain too much, but he pulled out his sword, a sword so sharp that people could really feel the sword's intention.
His sword doesn't have any fancy structure, it's just an ordinary sword.
"This is a sword passed down to me by my father. I have never mentioned its name. It is called Dragon Scale because there is a dragon scale printed on the blade of this sword."
As he said that, Qingfeng held the sword horizontally in front of everyone and pointed with one hand at the center of the sword body. There was indeed an inlay the size of a thumb, which was indeed a scale.
It looks like snake scales, but they are slightly larger, and you can vaguely see a Buddha seal "卍" in the middle.
Everyone's eyes lit up, they didn't expect Jian Jue's sword to be so strange.
Qingfeng added: "One hundred and thirty years ago, my great-grandfather was a farmer at the bottom of the mountain. He once saw the scene of a dragon flying up in the mountain, and picked up such a dragon scale in the mountain. This is absolutely true, because
My ancestors passed it down orally. This sword is the best witness."
There was no sound in the field, and Xia Shang listened with horror. He also had a question in his mind, are there really dragons in this world?
Soon, Wu Guangsheng's slightly embarrassed voice appeared: "Ahem... Everyone, what Brother Qingfeng said earlier undoubtedly proves the origin of this magic pen. Therefore, the legend that the magic pen can control the fortune of heaven and earth must be credible.
Believe it."
Wu Guangsheng's words brought everyone back to reality.
"Back then, the First Emperor of the Chinese Dynasty obtained this magic pen and conquered the world. Today, the magic pen was lost for no reason and fell into the Red Flower Society. It fell into the hands of everyone in the world. It must be God's will. This is a reminder from God to us people in the world. Today
The emperor is ignorant and immoral, bandits are rampant in various places, and foreign countries frequently cause chaos. The imperial court does not want to exempt the people from tax, but instead forms cliques because of the struggle for the throne. Now the capital is already in dire straits, and the people everywhere are complaining endlessly. There were floods in the two rivers before.
Later, the magic pen was lost. This proof means that the fortunes of heaven and earth have changed, and it is time for us, the people in the world, to contribute to the world."
Wu Guangsheng's words made the disciples of the younger generation a little excited. They studied martial arts for no other reason than to act chivalrously and righteously. Now that the imperial court is not upright, it would be so exciting to dare to stand up for the people of the world and fight against the imperial court.
ah?
But the leader present looked much calmer, he just frowned and did not speak.
Wu Guangsheng understood what they were thinking and said with a smile: "It seems that you still have doubts about this magic pen, right? Today I will make the magic pen public, and I will answer all questions. If you have doubts, it doesn't matter."
White-clothed Sect Luo Huajin said in a sweet voice: "Most people in the world believe in the magic pen that determines the destiny of heaven and earth. We in the martial arts world naturally have to comply with God's will. But Captain Wu said that this magic pen is the way of heaven.
Only those who have mastered it can master it. It is difficult for ordinary people to correct their form in writing. This statement needs a lot of explanation from Director Wu. Don’t you tell me that this person who has gained the way of heaven is you, Director Wu?"
Wu Guangsheng's smile did not diminish, and he did not explain. He took out the magic pen and asked someone to bring paper and ink.
"Jade-faced fox, you have fought against me and the Red Flower Club many times, but in the end the magic pen fell into the hands of the Red Flower Club. Isn't it clear that God's will is clear? If you don't believe what I say, you can try it yourself and see.
What does it look like when you put pen to paper?"
Luo Huajin raised her eyebrows and thought, why would it be difficult to write a few words?
Immediately he took the magic pen, dipped it in ink, and started writing on the paper.
But as soon as she started writing, she felt something was wrong after writing only two strokes. The writing was really awkward. Looking at the handwriting again, it was crooked and had no sharp edges.
Luo Huajin stopped before he finished writing the two words. The words he wrote were really ugly, even worse than those of a child in a private school.
Wu Guangsheng looked at it and laughed: "Have you seen it with your own eyes? It seems that the jade-faced fox is not a person who has obtained the will of heaven! Even if I give her the magic pen, she will be difficult to control. I said that I, the Red Flower Club
I will never have this thing to myself. The purpose of convening a hero meeting today is to see if any of the heroes in the world of martial arts can control this pen? If anyone here can successfully write with this pen, I can use this pen to write.
I offer the magic pen with both hands and will never break my promise."
"What?!"
Everyone was shocked.
Whoever can write with the magic pen will be given the magic pen as a gift?
How can this be?
How could such a divine thing be simply given away?
But Wu Guangsheng was very calm, as if he expected that no one would be able to control this pen. He also made it very clear. In other words, who can master the magic pen, once everyone in the world swears an oath, the person who masters the magic pen may be the leader.
In other words, it can be called the leader of the martial arts alliance. (To be continued)