In a poetry game, Monk Wuyuan and Mo Yuan started the game with famous verses from great sages.
Wuyuan sighed softly and said: "I advise you to drink a glass of wine. There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west."
Although it is difficult to see a monk drinking, who here cares about this at this time.
Although I don’t know where Yangguan is, the sorrow and pain of separation in this sentence are vividly displayed on the page.
There is no sorrow or pain in every word, but there is sorrow in every word.
The five examiners were so excited that they already wanted to step forward and make friends with the young monk.
What kind of experience did it take to write such an ancient and unparalleled poem?
This boy’s future is limitless!
Mo Yuan smacked his lips, feeling happy in his heart. Are you apologizing? He left himself alone in the real world, helpless and helpless. Who can understand his suffering, but he is the only one.
Mo Yuan said with red eyes: "How much sorrow can you have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward."
shock!
The brushes in the hands of the five examiners broke immediately, and blood flowed out without even realizing it.
The whole body seemed to have been struck by thunder, trembling non-stop.
Sorrow is like a river, rolling and flowing.
You have to see life so thoroughly to feel such sorrow.
All five examiners burst into tears, and this deep sadness had infected them.
Wu Yuan couldn't bear to watch anymore. The five old men were crying so ugly that their saliva and noses were flowing together, which was unsightly. He hurriedly escaped from the quagmire of sorrow and said: "May I be like a star like the moon, and the light will shine brightly every night."
The previous sentence made my hair turn gray with sadness, but this sentence makes me pampered to the heavens.
After loneliness comes sweet companionship.
I would like to turn into countless stars, covering the dark night, just to protect you, who is bright and lonely.
If this was a poem written by a man and a woman together, it would definitely make a lot of people cry.
People who understand poetry feel like they are being favored to the heavens, while people who don’t understand poetry just watch the fun.
Seeing others laugh and cry is very silly.
If it weren't for the same situation with the five examiners, I'm afraid the city lord would have sent someone to arrest them.
But he didn't dare now, because the emperor shed a few tears just now, and now he started to smile again.
If he dared to catch those crazy people, the emperor would probably catch him too.
In fact, Wu Yuan's original intention was just not to see the examiners crying again, but unexpectedly, Mo Yuan's eyes lit up, as if he was reminded of the scenes at the bottom of the river of reincarnation.
At that time, Yuan Chen was just a stone, and at that time, Mo Yuan was still an orphan after the war.
Mo Yuan's eyes turned red, but he answered with his head: "My fair lady, a gentleman is always brave."
As soon as these words came out, many martial arts practitioners laughed. They understood this sentence. Don't they just like good-looking girls?
"Okay!" The young men in the world were all in their prime of life and quite agreed with this statement.
A man has ambitions in all directions and should be so bold and free-spirited.
My fair lady, a gentleman wants it!
Wu Yuan coughed slightly, feeling that the atmosphere was strange. He quickly stopped and changed the subject, saying seriously: "You come from your hometown, so you should know about it."
The original intention of this sentence was to ask Mo Yuan about the current situation in his hometown, but here it was to remind Mo Yuan that enough was enough and he had exhausted his words.
But this sentence returns to the context of sorrow.
So much so that Mo Yuan thought it was my brother who wanted to play another round.
Mo Yuan said cheerfully: "There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. I am happy for you, but you don't know it."
This sentence is much bolder, and courtship is not so direct.
Monk Wu Yuan coughed repeatedly and thought, "My Buddha is compassionate. Who is this young man? His hormone secretion has doubled."
"Amitabha, this friend surnamed Mo, it's getting late and other candidates haven't started the exam yet. How about we each end with a poem?"
Mo Yuan nodded, he had finished it long ago.
No, he couldn't wait for it to be over.
Wu Yuan clasped his hands together and said: "Finish the affairs of the king and win the reputation in life and in life!"
After saying this sentence, the emperor's body trembled, and when the city lord looked at it, he actually had tears in his eyes.
The emperor sighed softly: "Yes, for many years, none of his former brothers wanted to open up new territories for him. But when he became famous and became a great figure in the Ninth Five-Year Plan, he asked all these old brothers to return home.
, and finally died at home with gray hair. They obviously wanted to work hard for this great country, but in the end, their ambition overwhelmed them, and they were already in the coffin."
Mo Yuan suppressed the joy in his heart, forced himself to calm down, and said: "It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and I will see you again when the flowers are falling."
There are better poems, but why should he compete with his brother?
Two teenagers of average age originally came to the martial arts competition, but they did not expect that they would do so well in the temporarily modified literary competition.
This kind of literary talent that comes out of his mouth is simply a genius that is rarely seen in thousands or even ten thousand years. Such a genius can really hide his talent by wandering around the world.
The five examiners did not see the emperor, and even if they did, they would not recognize him. After all, not everyone could recognize the Emperor.
They rushed down from the referee's stand without giving in and came to make friends with Wuyuan and Moyuan.
"I would like to ask the five examiners, how many points can the two of us get?"
"We are brothers. If there is a difference, let me pass."
Wu Yuan stared at the source of the devil. It was too late for him to break up with the other party, so why did this guy keep coming to get in touch with him?
He had killed so many people in one night, it would be no exaggeration to say that his hands were full of blood.
This guy obviously has an unlimited future. Once this matter is over, he is destined to soar into the sky. Why does he have to go through this muddy water?
But Mo Yuan is like an old bastard. Once you become a bastard, you don't want to separate. There are two brothers everywhere.
This made Wu Hao in the distance very helpless.
This senior of mine is really special.
There is almost nothing to talk about with me, and I feel cold and distant from others.
But facing this monk, it was like seeing a treasure. Holding it in your mouth was afraid it would melt, and holding it in your hand was afraid it would break.
Wu Hao gritted his teeth, turned and left.
He knew that the man named 'Yuan Chen' most likely chose to miss this unlucky monk.
But everything is unpredictable. What if he feels that his body is more suitable?
I don't want to be tricked again.
I'm already scared to be cheated once.
I would rather not be famous than let others take away everything.
Wu Hao left as gently as he came, waving his sleeves and not taking away a single cloud.
"Go! Capture Monk Wu Yuan alive!"
Groups of city guards rushed out and surrounded all the candidates.
"My Buddha is merciful, and God has the virtue of a happy life. Is this something you can't afford to play with?"
"Who dares to bully my brother, I will let him die!"
Wu Yuan's prepared words were directly interrupted by Mo Yuan's words.
"My friend, I'm not familiar with you, so don't try to drag me into trouble."
Wu Yuan tried his best to distance himself from the relationship. If his affairs came to light, it would definitely affect the naughty child.
This naughty kid has grown up and is still so naughty.
Are you really unable to hear the inner meaning of my words?
Forget it, it is indeed difficult to expect a naughty child to understand everything.
Let's use voice transmission.
"Baby boy, I'm going to wake up soon. I don't know when I'll see you again. Those people I killed last night didn't die, but they just entered the chessboard of heaven and earth. There may be strong people to fight against me in the future.
, when the time comes, I will also pull him into the Heaven and Earth chessboard. When the time comes, you must grab the Heaven and Earth chessboard. As for the black and white ghost masks, it doesn’t matter who falls into their hands."
The naughty boy who was originally excited was like pouring cold water on him. What the hell?
Brother, you are communicating with me in a dream. Is this real world your dream, or is it real?
This is not the point. The point is, brother, are you leaving again?
I found you with great difficulty.
The ghost face appeared, the young man smiled evilly and rose into the sky.
The bald head shines in the sun, reflecting bright light.
"I was just greedy last night, what's the fuss?" The ghost-faced boy floated in the air, causing everyone's expressions to change.
monster!
No one knows that even if the big guys in the world have reached the peak of their cultivation, it is impossible for them to levitate in mid-air. How can they be levitated without a relay?
The city guards retreated in shock, their eyes full of fear.
The floating monsters that have appeared in history are all floating corpses thousands of miles away, and only the Realm Lord can contend with them.
But now that the Realm Master is no longer here, doesn't it mean that his body will be floating thousands of miles away again?
"Can't the nine thousand Jianghu people still keep you satisfied?"
The ghost-faced boy looked at the person who spoke. Although this person was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked like a commoner, how could the person standing next to the city lord be an ordinary person?
And this man was still standing in front of the city lord.
At this moment, the city lord is trying his best to block this person's figure. It is estimated that even the city lord himself did not expect that this person would speak at this time.
Although it is unexpected, it is also reasonable.
The emperor pushed the city lord in front of him away and faced the ghost-faced boy alone.
"Your poems are full of unappreciated talents. I can make you the prime minister of Taiyuan Kingdom and let you..."
The ghost-faced boy interrupted ruthlessly: "So you are the emperor, so that would be great."
The ghost-faced boy just clicked lightly, and the emperor flew up.
Suspended in mid-air.
"Play a game of chess with me. If you beat me, I will spare everyone below. If you lose, your country will cease to exist."
The chessboard of heaven and earth emerges and is spread out in the sky.
After experiencing the initial fear of heights, the emperor gritted his teeth and stabilized his body.
"That's right. Let's get started. We must win. Destroying a country is very troublesome."
"Let's get started!"
The ghost-faced boy was surprised. Sure enough, the emperor was different. He felt different.
Seeing that there were only a few pieces on the chessboard of Heaven and Earth, the ghost-faced boy also sighed.
Last night, at the beginning, the number of people was reduced by one person, but in the end, one thousand people could not be reduced by one person. The feeling was really speechless.
"How?"
The emperor saw that there were already pieces on the chessboard, and he felt that the chessboard looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.
"We take the stones, I take the black stones, and you take the white stones."
"Why can't I take the black stone?" The emperor felt as if something was being taken away from his body, but he didn't feel much, and then he decisively took away a white stone.
The ghost-faced boy: "..." Come on, is there such a thing? It almost woke me up with a fright.
"Then I'll take the black man!" The ghost-faced boy felt that the road was a bit chaotic and he felt a little dizzy.
If black and white don't correspond, big trouble will happen.
Can this emperor be so unscrupulous just because he has some background?
That's too much!
The emperor thought he had found a way to restrain the ghost-faced boy, so he directly followed him and chose Heizi.
The moment Heizi was mentioned, the emperor was reduced to ashes, and even his fans were integrated into the Black and White Zi, merging with the Black and White Zi of the ghost-faced boy, and spinning into the Ghost Face.
In an instant, the ghost face solidified, and two dragons appeared on it, one on the left and one on the right.
Very symmetrical.
"Monster! I'm going to catch you before I can even fight!" The Realm Lord is here, so close to him.