Chapter 375

Outside the city, inside an underground palace!

"Gululu!"

At the bottom of the underground palace, there was a lot of blood, and there were gurgling bubbles above the blood, as if there was a big fire burning at the bottom of the blood.

The blood was churning, and a blood mist was rising above.

All around the night pearl lit up the whole blood fog underground palace. It looks very gloomy.

In the center of the blood pool, a stone protrudes, and above it sits a man in white with closed eyes. However, in the blood pool, blood colored water columns appeared, which seemed to pass through its body and lock it on the big stone.

Everything was quiet.

At this moment, the outside world king Xikang revealed his "Zhi Han GUI Jun". Suddenly, a ray of noble righteousness suddenly appeared in the blood fog underground palace, and suddenly penetrated into the head of the man in white.

"Hum!"

This trace of noble righteousness seems to give countless strength to the man in white in an instant. The man in white suddenly blooms a white light all over his body, as if to break free from the chains of blood.

"Wow!"

Break free for a while, the blood chain is safe.

"Oh, gongyangsheng, don't be in vain. You want to escape from my blood prison? King Xikang's calligraphy is good, but he is far worse than you. Your noble and righteous spirit can't break away from my blood prison array, not to mention a wisp of noble and righteous spirit of King Xikang? Oh A sound came from the bottom of the blood pool.

"Wow!"

The bottom of the blood pool suddenly heaved. Suddenly, a huge bat head emerged from the blood pool. The eyes are ferocious. In the right eye, there are two scars, a cross shaped scar can be seen.

Gongyangsheng, a man in white, is exactly the man Gu Hai is secretly looking for during his trip. In the heavenly reign of Da Qian, the Imperial Academy offered wine.

Gongyangsheng's eyes narrowed slightly and looked coldly at the huge bat head: "Oh, bat ancestor, you dare not kill me. I will always absorb the noble and righteous spirit. I firmly believe that evil can never be good. I'm in jail today, just for the bright future

"The baptism of greater light? Ha ha ha, don't dream about it. It's the ability of King Xikang. There are only so many noble and healthy qi. I can tell you for sure that this ray of noble and healthy qi is the limit. There won't be any more! " Bat Zu said coldly.

At this time, the chivalrous deeds of Guhai were written.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! "

Outside, the meteor shower of Haoran Zhengqi soars to the sky. In the daytime, Haoran Zhengqi is like a vast ocean, rushing to all directions.

Blood fog underground palace, is also suddenly by countless Haoran upright baptism.

"Buzz, buzz!"

The sound of ghosts and gods crying and chanting came, and a large number of Haoran healthy qi gushed out. The previous one was just a wisp, but now it was a hundred wisps or ten thousand wisps. In a moment, it illuminated the whole underground palace.

"Pa!"

The ram Saint heard a slap on the bat ancestor's face.

"A wisp of noble righteousness is already the limit? Absolutely no more? Ha ha ha ha ha The ram Saint laughed sarcastically.

"Hum!"

A crowd of Haoran's righteous spirit suddenly went to the top of Gongyang saint's head, as if to be absorbed by Gongyang saint.

"Roar!"

Bat Zu roared and opened his mouth.

"Suck!"

Suddenly, the noble and healthy qi that will enter the head of gongyangsheng is suddenly inhaled by bat ancestor.

Gongyangsheng didn't absorb Haoran's healthy qi, but suddenly laughed.

"It's such a noble and upright spirit that haunts Dadu. It seems that I'm the one who has come to see me? Ha ha ha The ram Saint laughs.

"Well, you think it's beautiful. Will a strong scholar come to save you? Just like you, I will be imprisoned in this underground palace. Hum Bat ancestor cold voice way.

"Is poetry a weeping ghost? Yes, he is a capable man. Knight errant? Good poetry, good sentence, ten steps to kill a person, ten thousand miles do not stay line! When it's done, brush your clothes and hide your merits and fame! Good! Three cups of Tu ran Nuo, five mountains pour for light! Good! Who can write to you, the white head Sutra? Good sentence, the words are not in the eyes of the supreme scriptures of Wanshou Daogong? What an eternal two heroes? Ziwei, Changsheng? The one who comes to me is called Guhai? Why? Haven't you heard of this person? " The ram Saint frowned slightly.

"Well, it may not be you who did it!" Bat ancestor looked up, looked up, opened his mouth and continued to inhale the noble and healthy qi that penetrated into the underground palace, his eyes gradually narrowed.

"Bat ancestor? How can you feed on Haoran's healthy qi? Do you like this poem, too? Oh Ram Saint showed a trace of disdain.

"It's all mine that appears in most of the books." Bat ancestor cold way.

"Therefore, the culture and road of your metropolis will never become the climate." The ram said coldly.

"Most of them are martial arts. Why should they corrupt the literature?" Bat ancestor cold way.

"It's a shame! Hum Gongyangsheng no longer pays attention to it, but studies it again.

Like Gongyang saint, in Dadu City, countless calligraphers and practitioners are also chewing this Xiake line.

It's amazing that the poem becomes a weeping ghost.

Countless practitioners of calligraphy and Taoism were immediately like treasures.

The wind of disdaining Guhai in the city has changed. Most people look at the three people in Guhai. They are no longer villains. Maybe they are wronged.

However, some of King Xikang's loyalties showed resentment.

"Three villains, not only attack from behind, but also humiliate the literati, steal the literature and steal the poetry. It's shameless!"

"Ah? What's stealing literature and poetry? Isn't this the beginning of the book

"If it's the first pen, can't it be stolen? Guhai, you don't know. It's said that a mortal in his seventies, who came out of a secular area, can accumulate his calligraphy? How can you write such a good poem? "

"Ah? Do you mean that someone else made a poem and let Gu Hai read it? "

"It must be. I don't believe he can be a weeping ghost!"

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Two voices appeared in the city. On one side, they began to worship Guhai. On the other side, they began to slander Guhai according to their imagination. They believed that Guhai's poems were written by others.

Wan'er fairy eyes show anger, want to go to those who have bad intentions theory, but, too many people. There is no theory at all.

In the small courtyard of the city.

Sima Changkong was chewing the long poem, but the king of Shenwu frowned slightly: "is this the calligraphy of the ancient sea? Will it

"Mr. Wang guessed that Mr. Gu's poems were made by others? Ha ha, I don't think so. " Sima Changkong said with a smile.

"Oh?"

"What Gu Hai said is not out of thin air, but a fact! Let's talk about the matter as it is. How can we fake it? " Sima Changkong said with a smile.

"Is poetry a weeping ghost? It seems that every poem has to go through a lot of brewing, changing and changing before it can be completely finalized, but Gu Hai has it at his fingertips. Just for a short time, how can he make such a masterpiece? " The king frowned.

"Well, maybe it's a gift!" Sima Changkong also said with a bitter smile.

Indeed, Gu Hai didn't seem to think about it just now. He vomited out a masterpiece of all ages, which made king Xikang's face crack. It's a bit of a heresy. But Sima Changkong still believes that it was made by Gu Hai. I don't know why.

People looked up at the picture in the sky.

In the picture.

On the banquet square, it was quiet.

"I'm a mediocre calligrapher. Thank King Xikang for giving me a piece of" to hanguijun ". It's a good poem. I'll be careful not to let your ink treasures go to dust!" Guhai said with a smile.

"Pa, PA!"

It seemed that people heard two clear slaps on King Xikang's face.

A group of officials suddenly looked at King Xikang, as if to see if his face was swollen.

You wrote a masterpiece "Xiake Xing" for ages. Do you still say that the calligraphy is mediocre? Should we treasure "to return to the army"? Don't let Mo Bao be covered with dust? Are you going to whip the corpse out from time to time?

King Xikang's face has turned black to carbon.

Long Wanyu's eyes are shining and she looks at the ancient sea worshipfully.

Bingji's face is dazed. Is the emperor's calligraphy really so powerful?

Although Li Shenji was smiling, his eyes were filled with unhappiness. How could Li Shenji have thought that Guhai calligraphy was so powerful? Really? Isn't he from the barren thousand island sea?

"Still treasure, don't even wipe my ass!" Ziwei immediately mended a knife.

The black face of King Xikang was flushed.

"Guhai, is this for us? Hahaha, it turns out that Ziwei and I are also two heroes of all ages? Good poetry, good poetry Changsheng immediately excited to see the paper "Xiake line"!

"You two have been wronged. This poem is just to correct your name." Guhai laughs.

"Yes, we have finally corrected our name. We are the two heroes of the ages, Ziwei. Don't you think so?" Changsheng is a shameless person.

"It's true that he is the second best man of all ages. In fact, I wanted to write a poem! Read it to you again! " Ziwei said with regret.

Changsheng's face changed: "recite a fart, don't recite your poems in front of me!"

"What happened to my poem? How many years have you been listening to it? "

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But they suddenly quarreled. It's about to be pinched.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's not talk about poetry. Let's sit down and eat." Gu Hai interrupted immediately.

"Good!" Two people suddenly change face, one should come down.

There was a strange reaction from the officials around them. When they heard what they were eating, did they change their faces faster than turning a book? Are you really the two heroes of the ages? Knight errant? What do you think of these two?

The banquet continued. The two eaters finally showed their rough side.

Eat eat eat!

Maybe after a long time, the atmosphere of the wine and dinner conversation suddenly changed, and everyone suddenly stopped.

But Ziwei saw a leg of lamb in his left hand and a leg of ox in his right hand. After several times of biting, his two legs were eaten up. Changsheng is holding up a wine barrel, just like pouring water into the mouth. One meat leg after another, a barrel of wine after a barrel of wine. The attendant who was responsible for delivering food on one side was sweating, but their swallowing had just begun. Eat, eat, eat! That appetite stunned all the officials. It also shocked 200 million people in the city. I don't know who suddenly said: "this, these two goods are the change of the rice barrel demon?"