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Chapter 574 This ink is not enough

As soon as Ling Tian finished speaking, Chen Xuanling was startled, and after a moment, she smiled.

However, others exploded in an instant.

Let the censor write for Ling Tian?

This is too outrageous!

Even Marquis Yun wouldn't dare to ask for this, right?

"Hmph, this Ling Tianzhen treats herself like a clove!"

"I think he is crazy. He despises the supervisory censor so much. Doesn't this bring trouble to Marquis Yun?"

"Haha, there is no other way. Who makes him so popular now that no one can match him? Isn't that his usual style of being arrogant?"

In the audience, the generals of the five major armies sneered again and again. The warriors of the Qingtian Sect and the White Sword Sect, as well as the children of the aristocratic families, all wished that Chen Xuanling would be furious and immediately punish Ling Tian for the crime of disrespect.

"Ling Tian! What are you talking about!" Even Li Ke's face darkened and he stood up, "Do you know that Xuan Ling is famous in Zhongzhou? His calligraphy with gold pen and silver hook has reached the level of revealing his meaning.

Even if the emperor's relatives ask for it, they may not be able to get it. If it is not a matter of national importance, Xuanling has almost never written in public, let alone writing for others?"

After scolding Ling Tian, ​​Li Ke turned to look at Chen Xuanling, cupped his hands and said: "Xuanling, don't take it to heart, Ling Tian doesn't know your status in Yunzhou, I will apologize to you on his behalf! I will give it to him

How about writing it?"

"hehe..."

Unexpectedly, Chen Xuanling smiled and shook his head.

"Xuanling, Lingtian, he just..."

"Commander Li, Ling Tian has always been arrogant and will inevitably become arrogant. If Master Chen can punish him today, it will be a lesson to him and save him from trouble in the future. Therefore, Master Chen does not have to worry about how to punish..."

Li Ke wanted to say more, but Marquis Yun opened his mouth.

Naturally, there was no intention to defend Ling Tian in his words.

"Oh, you guys..."

Unexpectedly, Chen Xuanling sighed, "One thinks I am narrow-minded, and the other thinks I have no intention of protecting the children of this state. Is it possible that I, Chen Xuanling, am so unbearable?"

"Master Chen, I have absolutely no intention of..."

Chen Xuanling waved her hand and directly interrupted Yun Hou's words. She didn't even look at him. Instead, she walked directly to the case and looked at Ling Tian with her pen. "Come on, I'll write, you say..."

"This...Xuanling..."

At this time, not only Li Ke was surprised, but everyone including Marquis Yun could not help but froze. Unexpectedly, Chen Xuanling actually agreed!

Such a high-ranking and powerful supervisory censor actually wrote a book for a junior in a state, a junior who has not yet cast a golden body?

This is simply unbelievable.

However, just when everyone was surprised, they saw Ling Tian glance at Chen Xuanling's pen and shake his head, "This ink and paper should be replaced. It's not worthy..."

As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked.

This Ling Tian is so pretentious that he never fails to show off!

It's not enough to let Chen Xuanling write the pen, but you still dislike the pen, ink, paper and inkstone?

That was prepared by Marquis Yun, and Crown Prince Yun Yang had used it just now.

Not worthy?

Is this contempt for Yun Yang?

"Hahaha! You kid, you are so arrogant that I am surprised. There are not many in Zhongzhou." Chen Xuanling stood up and laughed.

"Ling Tian, ​​I don't want to punish you, so you are acting unscrupulously!"

"^Original version a of}

Marquis Yun was sullen, but was stopped again by Chen Xuanling.

"Okay, I can change."

The smile on Chen Xuanling's face disappeared, but she still threw the pen and ink aside, turned her palm over, and a set of cultural treasures appeared on the golden case.

A simple and elegant mahogany pen exudes a faint deep light, and the carvings on it are simple and simple. Although not gorgeous, it is extremely elegant.

And the paper also made everyone on the stage exclaim.

"Dragon-marked secret note!"

The golden paper looks similar to the golden cloud secret paper specially used by Yunhou Mansion, but there is a faint golden dragon mark on it, making it look more luxurious.

As soon as this piece of paper appeared, Li Ke couldn't help but let out a low cry.

"Xuanling, you have always been reluctant to use this piece of paper. When Prince Rong married his daughter, you didn't even take out this piece of paper."

Chen Xuanling sneered, "It depends on when it is, Prince Rong, forget it."

He dipped his pen in ink and looked at Ling Tian, ​​"Now, it should be worthy of your poem, right?"

"Can."

Ling Tian nodded, extremely satisfied, but in the eyes of others, his expression turned into arrogance.

"However, let me say something ugly beforehand. My colorful cloud pen and dragon-patterned secret paper were both gifts from Emperor Wu. If your poems are not worthy of it, don't say that you can't get your merits. I will

I will also punish you for despising the might of the Martial Emperor!"

Chen Xuanling's face looked a little cold.

When Marquis Yun and others heard this, their expressions became normal. Chen Xuanling did not condone Ling Tian, ​​but forced Ling Tian to a desperate situation.

He took out the gift given by Emperor Wu. If Ling Tian messed up, it would be a serious crime.

"Ling Tian, ​​oh, do your best!"

Seeing that things had reached this point, Li Ke had no choice but to sigh and sit down.

"Come on, Ling Tian!"

Chen Xuanling shouted softly, stood in front of the case, and began to gather momentum.

Everyone in the square was holding their breath and staring at Ling Tian.

After pacing quickly, Ling Tian suddenly stopped, looked south, and groaned softly.

"The sea of ​​blood is covered with clouds and the mountains are darkened."

After just reciting a sentence, Chen Xuanling's expression was shocked, and then his face became more serious and immersed in concentration, without wavering at all.

As these seven words fell, inexplicable, bloody air spread from his writing. In an instant, it swept the entire square and over Yunzhou City, dark clouds appeared from nowhere.

everywhere, it spread.

Just the first sentence, celestial phenomena, started...

For a moment, those who were waiting for Ling Tian to make a fool of themselves all looked stupid.

However, among everyone, only Ling Tian and Chen Xuanling were immersed in some mysterious state and remained unmoved.

"The lonely city looks at Tianhe Pass in the distance!"

The second sentence, the wind rises.

In the sky full of dark clouds, people seemed to see an ancient city hidden in it, and the passes in the mountains in the distance. The dark clouds pressed down, making it depressing and tense.

At this moment, no one dared to make any sound, as if the war had been triggered and everyone's hearts were tense.

They want to know how amazing these last two sentences will be.

"Wearing golden armor in a thousand battles!"

After the third sentence fell, Ling Tian's whole body suddenly rose in aura, and the golden light bloomed on the golden armor, which was extremely dazzling.

Chen Xuanling's hand when writing was trembling.

Every stroke was like a battle, and even sweat could be seen on his forehead.

The power of the pen and ink penetrated the back of the paper, and the golden case buzzed. On the light curtain above the head, as each word appeared, golden light of fighting spirit rippled, disturbing the dark clouds in the sky, roaring and roaring.

"If you don't break the ferocity...finally, no, return!"

The last sentence is like thunder.

In an instant, Chen Xuanling's spiritual aura suddenly broke through the suppression and burst into flames. Rays of precious light surrounded him. The boundless aura was much more tyrannical than that of Marquis Yun.

The sword on his back also made a clanging sound, as if it was about to burst out of its sheath.

The pen in his hand is radiant and radiant, no longer restrained. Every stroke he makes is like a sharp sword striking the mountain with a powerful momentum.

Until the last word 'return' fell, the golden case could no longer withstand the pressure, and was suddenly shattered into powder, sweeping across the entire platform!


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