Chapter 648 The Lord of Humanity is vast and great!
This...this nun girl's!
As we all know, isn’t Liu Hao good at leading troops in battle!?
When did you become so accomplished in calligraphy!?
Liu Hao ignored them at all. After writing about Qinglongmen, his sea of consciousness was shaken and he entered a wonderful realm!
The three characters "Qinglong" on this vermilion plaque are simply like a ferocious green dragon with its head raised, shaking its head and tail, and about to fly into the sky!
While everyone was shocked and yet to calm down, Liu Hao was sincere and sincere. The wolf hair in his hand was like a spear in the hand of an overlord, which vaguely contained the principles of imperialism!
Just like clouds and flowing water!
There is a divine bird in the south, and its name is Suzaku!
Liu Hao's pen fell into the air, and everyone's eardrums were shocked!
Suddenly, I heard a clear and ferocious phoenix call, as if a fiery red divine bird was fluttering its wings and flying into the sky!
The White Tiger of the West, the master of killing Jin Ge!
After Liu Hao finished writing the Suzaku Gate, he shrank down to an inch and moved directly to the third plaque with a slight movement of his wrist!
Like a ferocious white tiger, looming over everyone!
This feeling is so bloodthirsty and vicious!
Wen Chen and others felt a chill in their backs and did not dare to look directly at him!
Yang Xiu and Mi Heng were even more miserable. When they saw the white tiger's shadow, they almost spit out a mouthful of blood!
I feel like I've been deeply hurt...
"The blue dragon, the red bird, and the white tiger all arrive, and finally..."
The stars were shining brightly in Liu Hao's eyes!
The wolf in his hand didn't pause at all, he started writing directly, and was about to write the word "Xuanwu"!
By this time, all the civil and military officials gathered on the field were holding their breath and concentrating, and no one dared to vent their anger loudly!
I'm afraid it will disturb Liu Hao!
After a while, everyone burst into cheers!
"Haha! My son-in-law, Zixuan, is a genius with extraordinary talents in both literature and martial arts. It is unusual for him to write such a divine message... Don't you know that at that time in Luoyang, Zixuan composed a poem in seven steps, which shocked the world?"
Situ Wang Yun stroked his beard and looked at Liu Hao, not to mention how satisfied he was...
Having such a son-in-law makes his face glow red, he is so proud!
"The great general, with his ability to bring peace to the country and his ability to rule the country with force, we...we are ashamed of ourselves!"
"Thinking deeply into the wood, his calligraphy is full of spirit... The general can be said to be the best calligrapher in the world!"
Former military advisor Liu Bowen said with a faint smile.
Yang Xiu, who was known as a wise man, wished he could find a crack in the crowd and get right in!
His voice was like a mosquito, and he asked Zhong Yao beside him in a low voice, "Zhong Shibo, this world's best calligrapher, aren't you the youngest?"
Zhong Yao and his father Yang Biao were both Han officials, so they had some friendship...
"Shuzi! How can I deserve to speak nonsense about calligraphy in front of my lord!?"
However, when Zhong Yao, the great calligrapher of the time, came to Jinling to report on his work, he saw this shocking scene!
"The pen moves like a dragon and snake, the hooks and folds are sharp... Hiss, the ultimate in calligraphy... This is simply the ultimate in calligraphy!"
boom!
In the astonished eyes of Yang Xiu and Mi Heng, the great calligrapher Zhong Yao suddenly fell to his knees!
Zhong Yao, who is known as the best calligrapher in the world, burst into tears and murmured: "I am so lucky to see such calligraphy, with hooks and sharp edges, and the characters are already there.
God! My lord's talent is like the blazing sun in the sky, which makes me dazzled and fall to the ground in admiration..."
He is extremely skilled in calligraphy and can master martial arts!
Liu Hao writes like a master, and when he finishes writing Qinglong, Suzaku, White Tiger, and the last warrior of Xuanwu, he will break the edge!
His eyes were as bright as stars, and his sea of consciousness was shaken!
The air around me seems to be frozen!
The roar of the crowd and the roar of the tsunami suddenly disappeared!
Liu Hao's whole body seemed to be motionless.
In fact, he has turned into a miniature version of the golden man, entered the sea of consciousness, and realized the wonderful state of having no thoughts or thoughts!
"Back then, I was extremely happy and was rewarded with the Emperor's Sword Dance and the Phoenix Seeking Phoenix. I wonder what benefits I will get this time!"
Liu Hao was also a little excited about this novel and unknown experience...
Rumble!
There seemed to be an earthquake in the sea of consciousness!
Space collapses and the world changes!
The glitz and innumerable fogs and shadows in front of my eyes have all receded!
After returning to his original nature, Liu Hao suddenly saw a magnificent picture!
This is a vast and boundless space with brilliant starry sky!
The four mythical beasts of Qinglong, Suzaku, White Tiger, and Xuanwu that I wrote flew through the air one after another!
Under the starry sky, there is a rich and graceful old man Qingjun, with the sky in his hand turning into a pen!
This old man seemed to have exhausted all his strength to write the word "人"!
"Before me, there was no writing..."
The old man looked at the starry sky, opened his arms suddenly, and laughed loudly: "From then on, humanity prospered!"
"This character brings great opportunities and great blessings..."
Liu Hao used the Emperor's Qi Reading Technique, and after just one glance, he saw the vicissitudes of it!
There is an indescribable layer of mysterious understanding in his eyes!
People are humane people!
He is also a member of the human race!
"It seems that this old man should be Cangjie... the person who controls calligraphy under Huang Di... This ancient great master is really terrifying!"
Liu Hao still recalled Cang Jie's spirit of weeping blood to write words and blessing the human race, so he blurted out:
"I...will definitely inherit the unique knowledge of the human race from the saints of the past, and bring peace to all worlds..."
He was talking, but his voice somehow spread in the lonely starry sky!
This old man who was weeping and reading madly seemed to have felt something in the dark, and the movements in his hands suddenly stopped!
He suddenly raised his head, looked at the boundless starry sky, fell to his knees suddenly, and murmured in his mouth: "The Lord of Humanity is the aura of the Lord of Humanity..." ..