Chapter 1199

The man was nine feet tall, with long hair and shawl. His face was full of flesh. His eyes were like bronze bells. His fierce light was exposed. He was like a ghost standing in the way.

There was no pressure on his body, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife edge. When he looked at them, he felt his scalp numb.

Han Wenjun, Li Wanji and Xia yunchong were shocked because they recognized this, which once caused a sensation to most of the mainland's legendary figures, jueyang Tu qianshang.

"Fatso, you're frightening. Today I'll accompany my friends to meet the high priest, wash my neck, and when I come back, I'll kill you." Long Chen stretched out a fist and a confident face.

As soon as the words of dragon dust came out, Xia yunchong was scared out of his wits, and his face turned green. Is it unnecessary for long Chen to die?

As expected, Tu qianshang was very angry, his thick eyebrows were inverted, and he also stretched out a fist, made a gesture to longchen, and said with hatred:

"OK, I'm waiting for you to come back. I don't believe I can't win you."

"Fat uncle, you lost miserably last time. This time, do you want revenge?" In the face of the terrifying appearance of Tu qianshang, Xia Youluo is afraid at all and laughs.

Because Tu qianshang is not terrible now. After drinking last time, long Chen and Tu qianshang pointed at each other's noses and swore at each other. That's terrible. Now his expression is kind.

He said, "I'm not so angry It's a guest and a child. Of course, I'll let him go. You go quickly. I'll take revenge this time. "

Tu qianshang's last sentence confirmed Xia Youluo's words. Tu qianshang lost last time and was very unconvinced.

Passing by Tu qianshang, they all walked along under the guidance of the welcoming disciples of the wine god palace.

"Long Chen, you even won that horrible guy. How did you do it?" Xia yunchong couldn't help asking.

"It's not what you think. We're just rowing and drinking. He can't play me. If he loses, he still scolds me. If he doesn't, he's going to look for abuse again." The Dragon dust shakes his head.

"You're not afraid of him..." Xia yunchong was shocked.

"What are you afraid of? He is already a disciple of Dionysian palace. The butcher's knife has been replaced by a wine barrel, and he dare not hit me.

So you can't fight me, you can't scold me, but you don't dare to hit me. Don't you see his expression that he wants to kill me? That's because he has no way to take me.

In fact, he would also like to thank me for making wine all day long. I played with him, drank, rowed and swore with him. How happy and happy he was. In fact, he should be grateful to me. " Longchen said with a smile.

Xia Youluo said with a smile: "brother longchen is broken. The fat uncle lost miserably last time. I can't see it anymore.

In the end, brother longchen asked the fat uncle to drink wine. If he didn't, he would scold him. The two people called him a fierce man.

As a result, the fat uncle finally gave the wine to brother longchen. In my opinion, brother longchen is more fierce and worse than that fat uncle! "

"Ungrateful fellow, spit out all my wine." Dragon dust cold face way.

"Oh, you reach out and I'll spit it out to you." Xia Youluo spat out his little tongue, making a vomit expression and laughing.

"Youluo, pay attention to your manners. You are a princess." Xia yunchong pulls Xia Youluo. How could the child be so stupid and make such an improper action.

Ziyan said with a smile: "long Chen is a man of his nature. Everything is informal. You Luo's sister is also very good. She is kind and pure and does what she likes."

"Yes, sister Ziyan praised me." Ziyan's praise makes Xia Youluo excited.

Han Wenjun and Li Wanji looked at each other and saw the anger in their eyes. They both followed like shadows and had been ignored.

However, the main purpose of their coming to the summer was the Dionysian palace, so they had to follow.

With the disciple leading the way, he crossed a high mountain. In front of him was a flat land, and a palace appeared in front of everyone.

"Please come inside"

the welcoming disciple only arrived at the door and stopped to signal the crowd to enter.

Entering the gate, the first thing you see is a screen, on which is written a poem:

"the world is big in the wine, the years in the pot are long, everything is saved and settled, and the floating life is busy. Clear wine is as light as water, and turbid wine is as thick as soup. There is no way to pursue fame and wealth. Wine will touch the war. If you are drunk, you can sleep for thousands of ways. If you wake up, you will see ten directions. "

It's written in immortal ancient prose. There is no obvious sudden feeling between the strokes. The whole poem seems to be a stroke. It looks a bit messy, but it also has a pleasant feeling, which is a kind of emotional catharsis.

It's like a famous calligrapher. After getting drunk, he breaks away from any scruples and frameworks and doodles casually. He is extremely natural and unrestrained, but with endless Dao meaning.

Ziyan and others stood in front of the screen and looked at the words and sentences in front of them. For a moment, they fell into deep meditation because both poetry and calligraphy contain endless Taoist rhymes. If we can understand the mystery, it will benefit people for a lifetime.

"This is a kind of perfection, but also a kind of artistic conception, a kind of feeling, and a kind of feeling. It's a kind of great wisdom and great magic power to write out the feelings in my heart by writing with great efforts." Han Wenjun looked at the handwriting on the screen and couldn't help but praise.I don't know if this guy is trying to show off. He said a lot of praise at one breath, and the hair of dragon dust stood up.

It's so shameless. Praise should be based on the facts. You've used all the words to make a comeback. Why don't you say that you can bring the dead back to life?

"I'm flattered. I'm worthy of being the prince of Korea. I'm brilliant and quick. I'm impressed. I don't know what other friends think of my graffiti." An old voice came from the hall.

They were surprised that it must be the high priest himself who spoke in the high hall. They did not expect that this poem was written by the high priest himself.

"The master's calligraphy is very impressive, with endless natural and unrestrained meaning between the lines." Li Wanji said.

Cut, Han Wenjun is out of line, this Li Wanji is simply off the topic, comments on the high priest's calligraphy, long Chen for a while speechless.

The voice of the high priest came: "in terms of calligraphy, I still lack a lot. You praise me so much, which makes me sweat. Please don't be restrained. Please give me your advice."

The voice of the high priest is just and peaceful, kind and pleasant to the ear. It does not have the slightest hegemony of the strongest. It is like a kind and kind elder, which makes people feel close to each other.

"I don't understand calligraphy, but I can feel the vast and majestic artistic conception from the lines, which is very helpful to my practice. I have benefited a lot from the masterpieces of my predecessors." Xia yunchong is respectful and sincere, and his words are very pertinent.

"It's very rare for a little friend to cultivate the invincible way and to be clear-minded and unimpeded." The voice of the high priest came.

"Dragon dust, me..." Xia Youluo is a little nervous.

"It's OK. If it's too big, it's nonsense. The high priest is very kind and won't kill you." The Dragon dust looks at scared small face some pale summer you Luo, can't help but smile way.

Even Ziyan, who has always had a quiet face, is speechless for a while. The Dragon dust dares to say anything and doesn't look at the occasion.

"Ha ha, little friend, don't be nervous. Just say what you have." The high priest laughed.

"Well, I'll tell you the truth. I don't feel much. I don't know most of those words." Xia Youluo is somewhat embarrassed.

"Ha ha ha, it's very good. It's rare to be so frank. If you know what you know, you don't know what you don't know. How can you know everything in the world if you are erudite?" The high priest said with a smile that he was very happy to hear the voice.

"Thank you, grandfather high priest." Xia Youluo happily called out, even the generation.

But Xia Youluo was born cute and cute, especially when she didn't have a little temper. She was as innocent as a child.

"I don't know if you are willing to judge the old man's ghost talisman for his high feet in the miaoye fairy palace?" As for Ziyan, the voice of the high priest is obviously different, and she has a feeling of peer competition.

"The way of wine is the way of heaven, and it's all in the struggle." Ziyan cherry lips light open, only said ten words.

"It is worthy of being a genius in miaoye fairy palace. Even the realm of the old man can be seen. I really admire him."

The voice of the high priest, obviously with exclamation, obviously appreciated Ziyan's comments.

"Little friend of dragon dust, when you came last time, I was in the closed door, so I didn't have the chance to meet. I'm very sorry.

However, I heard that you have ransacked the family of the disciples of Dionysian palace. This skill is admirable. " The voice of the high priest, with a smile.

Long Chen's face suddenly became hot. He felt that he had cheated the child's lollipop. Now, facing the parents' censure, he could not help but feel embarrassed: "cough, actually, we are communicating, um, communication."

This is the most powerful part of longchen.

"Ha ha, it's just a joke. Don't take it seriously. I don't know little friend long Chen. Can you comment on this pair of characters?" Said the high priest.

Dragon dust pondered for a while, mouth way: "shed wine, there is no other thing."

When long Chen finished this sentence, Ziyan's beautiful eyes flashed and fell into meditation. When she looked at those words again, a touch of enlightenment flashed in her eyes, and a beautiful smile gradually appeared in the corner of her mouth.

"Apart from wine, there is nothing else. Ha ha, there is nothing else besides wine..." The high priest laughed, and the laughter was full of joy.

"Click, click..."

The screen slowly moved away, in front of a paved with green brick corridor, the green brick has been gray, there are fine cracks, everywhere reveals the ancient desolate breath.

After the screen was removed, a statue appeared in front of him. The statue was not high, and the proportion was almost the same as that of a real person.

It was a man holding a jug and a glass, enjoying himself and drinking freely. His face was calm and peaceful, and his eyes were full of light.

When approaching the statue, Ziyan, Xia yunchong, Han Wenjun and others all knelt down involuntarily. Long Chen couldn't help but look silly.

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