Chapter 346

"Don't insult people!"

Du Heiyan was so angry that he jumped to his feet like an old book whose tail was stepped on. The whole person was blown up.

At this moment, the barbarian swordsman wanted to refute a few words.

Unfortunately, as a rude man, Du Heiyan didn't have so much flowery heart, and he didn't know how to deceive others. Even if he was really angry, he just added: "let's not say it's three or five big characters. Even if it's thirty or fifty, this swordsman can recognize and even write it out!"

Know thirty or fifty words, can you roar out with confidence?

Chen xinglie almost couldn't help laughing.

In general.

The big devil is not laughing.

Unless

I can't help it.

Chen xinglie forced himself not to laugh, but he also had to take a deep breath to calm down. He asked calmly, "what about after 50 words?"

Du Heiyan was silent.

"Illiterate!"

Chen xinglie said haughtily: "you are such an illiterate, what qualifications do you have to let this seat in front of you to show the power of literature and Taoism?"

"You! Don't be so bloody, my swordsman This swordsman is not illiterate. If I am an illiterate, how can I cultivate myself to a land immortal, and how can I create my own sword master eight cuts Du Heiyan argued for himself in a loud voice, saying: "martial arts and Taoism is a matter of one class and one between heaven and earth. On the way to the sword, how to be a sage on the land? Can the land immortals be regarded as illiterate? "

This black tower like barbarian giant Han is a straightforward man after all. He can't even say any beautiful sophistry when defending himself.

"Xiaomei."

Chen xinglie raised his hand and gently hooked his hook finger towards his back,? Way: "pen and ink serve!"

"Order!"

Gu Huo Meimei immediately took out the paper and pen, and leaped down from the high stairs to the downstairs. She waved to a table and put the pen and paper in order. She said to Du Heiyan, the barbarian swordsman who was still bleeding all over, she said, "please."

Du Heiyan frowned, and his eyes trembled. It was as if Gu Huo Meimei's paper and pen were the most powerful enemies in the world. They were more terrifying than two land immortal masters surrounding him.

"Write!"

Chen xinglie said: "I don't want you to write many words. As long as you can write a hundred different words, each of them is correct. I recognize that you are not illiterate. Next, I don't need the strength of martial arts. I just rely on the means of literature and Taoism to compete with you. "

Du Heiyan looked up at Chen xinglie on the tall building and the paper and pen on the desk. His forehead was in a cold sweat.

He is not afraid of death.

If he was afraid of death, Du Heiyan would not dare to come to Chen's house and make trouble at the banquet of Qin Wannian. And before he came here, Du Heiyan had already prepared his way back. The barbarians have an extremely mysterious martial art called "the art of disintegrating the barbarian God". It is extremely profound and profound. There are ways to use it, such as corpse decomposition, military dissolution, pyrolysis, hydrolysis, and even wind and thunder lysis. It can not only be used to kill the enemy, but also can be used to protect life.

Du Heiyan is good at one of the methods called "blood lysis".

In the time of crisis, blood flies. As long as a drop of blood escapes and returns to the barbarians, he can be reborn by some preset means that have been prepared for a long time!

This method is very powerful.

Baiguzi, the demon monk in Youming temple, relies on white bones and raw meat, which can't be compared with Du Heiyan's blood.

Because of this, Du Heiyan is not afraid to die. In his whole life, he has more things to fear.

Read!

Although Du Heiyan is a land immortal, he has lived for decades, but he can not recognize many words. If ordinary people study two or three words a year, they can recognize hundreds of words no matter how many years they have learned.

Du Heiyan could not.

If you can concentrate on reading, who would like to be an illiterate?

Today.

There were more than a hundred tables and dinners in Chen's house, and nearly a thousand people attended the banquet. Many of them had heard of Du Heiyan's reputation, but few knew that Du Heiyan was an illiterate land immortal.

From the perspective of learning, people in the world can be divided into four categories: learning without skill, learning without skill, learning with skill, learning with skill

Du Heiyan is a barbarian swordsman who doesn't learn any skills. He cultivates himself into a land immortal by his own martial arts talent. As for his brain The brain is a good thing, but the barbarian swordsman may not have a good brain. His martial arts talent is limited to his body and has nothing to do with his brain.

This is the point.

Chen xinglie knows better than anyone else.

In Chen xinglie's memory, in the future, the barbarian black rock tribe would rather die than give in. In order to summon the barbarian experts to resist the demon clan, Du Heiyan, the barbarian swordsman, wrote a "denunciation of attacking the demon clan". Due to the lack of time, Du Heiyan could not find a literate person to write on behalf of him. He had to do it by himself, and finally wrote all kinds of wrong characters

This "crusade against the demon clan" has become a laughing stock of the world.however.

When Du Heiyan died on the battlefield and died with great vigour, it became a good story and was praised by the world.

Now Chen xinglie asked Du Heiyan to write 100 different characters. If he had given Du Heiyan a few days to rack his brains and think slowly, he might have been able to write it. But in this situation, Du Heiyan remembers sweating and he was in a state of confusion. How can he write it?

Hum!

Du Heiyan snorted and bit his teeth. Finally, he took up his pen and began to write on the paper. From the beginning, he wrote ten words, which can be regarded as writing with a pen. Then he wrote eyes, ears, nose, mouth, tongue, and ten words. Then he wrote you, me, him, tables, chairs, houses, and the world

Soon.

Du Heiyan, the barbarian swordsman, wrote more than 40 words, but the slower he wrote, the more sweating he became.

When he wrote more than 60 words, he was already scratching his hair. Although there are many things that can be used locally and can be associated with words, the key is that although he can name those things, he can't write them.

I don't know a lot of big characters!

When Du Heiyan wrote about 70 words, the cold sweat on his face began to slide down continuously and dripped on the paper, which made the simple words like "12345" drenched and blurred.

"Ouch

Du Heiyan suddenly gave a strange cry, staring at the palm of his hand which had just scratched his hair. He found that dozens of hair had been caught. He immediately threw away the paper and pen in his hand.

"No more! Ben Jiansheng doesn't write any more! "

Du Heiyan roared, broke the pen on the ground, then picked up the writing paper and tore it to pieces.

"Du Heiyan!"

Chen xinglie reached into his sleeve, slowly pulled out the handle of the sword, pointed to the barbarian swordsman, and said, "you can't write a hundred words. Do you still say you're not an illiterate? You illiterate, what qualifications do you have to see the means of literature and Taoism? Now, I have drawn out my sword. You barbarian swordsman, do you dare to line up with me Well, do you dare to fight against this seat? "

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