I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 262 Swords and double dragons, snowflakes shine on hibiscus! (seeking subscription monthly pass)

"Fate!?"

Many people were awakened by this long laugh.

Not everyone can bear the immortal spiritual wisdom of the saints and sons in the vast river.

The thicker your savings, the longer you will last.

Many people have already broken away from it, but are just immersed in what they just got.

Surprised by Bao Xin's sudden breakthrough, they all raised their heads.

"It's actually breaking through the situation at this time! Who is it?"

"It's Governor Bao!"

"Sure enough! I heard that among the sages and celebrities in Nanzhou, Bailu Eryang, governor Bao Xin, and prefect Fan Zhen are the most famous. Among them, Governor Bao is the most famous. Although his politics is not obvious, his articles are the most impressive. Praise, known as the most hopeful person to break through."

"It's just that I didn't expect that Mr. Dongyang would be the first to take his life, and now it is reasonable for Bao Inspector to take his life to break through."

Everyone on the flat ground discussed excitedly.

Everyone on the Baishitai also woke up one after another, they were all very happy while being stunned.

Every great Confucianism is the background of Confucianism.

The birth of a great Confucian is a good thing for scholars all over the world.

Now no one pays attention to Jiang Zhou who just wrote an astonishing poem, and even the Banished Immortal who frightened the world with a hundred poems fighting wine, has become bleak at this time.

In front of the Dao, no matter how well the poems are written, they are ultimately a path of joy.

There were also people who were still thinking about it, looked back and saw that the two of them were just sitting silently, as if they didn't get much.

It's not like those few Wen Daojunyan who are still immersed in the mighty river, whose mighty brilliance has rushed to the top of several feet.

They also shook their heads, sighed, stopped paying attention, and turned to watch Bao Xin's breakthrough with concentration.

This is the same rare opportunity.

At this time, even Yuan An and Shang Rong, the two great scholars, also took the sensed person who traveled across time and space to discuss the Tao with the scholars just now, and regarded it as Bao Xin who broke through the situation and rose up.

When he was overjoyed, he concentrated his attention on defending his way, so as not to cause any accidents, causing the Confucian sect to lose a great Confucian who can shake the past and the present.

Jiang Zhou, who has lost his focus, is now doing two things at once.

The main body is still immersed in the grandeur, accepting the torture of the saints and sons.

Even though he had the accumulation of a lifetime, facing these immortal and glorious sages, he was dumbfounded and sweated profusely when asked.

He originally wanted to "quote" the words of the sages of the other world, but found that he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He found that the words of the sages seemed to be of great importance, and he was like a three-year-old child, unable to lift them up, let alone utter them.

Only when he truly understands and can use it for himself can he speak out.

Just like a sage asked him why he studied, according to the routine, he should move out the four sentences of Hengqu.

But he found that it didn't work at all.

Words weigh more than mountains!
He racked his brains and managed to answer one by one.

Suddenly I heard loud laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"My way is not alone, it will last forever!"

"Although it is immature, it is the first of its kind!"

"For those who come from later generations, your chapter under the book will shine on my human race forever..."

"Students of my generation, the strength of character is the pen, the grandeur is the ink, and the book is immortal..."

"Why do you think?"

"..."

The deafening voice kept echoing in the depths of his soul.

Jiang Zhou suddenly opened his eyes and found that he appeared on a vast river.

This long river does not know its beginning or its course. It seems to connect the past to the past, connect the present to the present, and descend to the future.

The majesty, vastness, and endlessness cannot be described in words at all.

Every churning wave is the wisdom and immortal spirit of the predecessors.

The strength of character is the pen, the grandeur is the ink, and the book is an immortal chapter...

Make a statement?
Isn't this the realm of five grades of Confucianism and Taoism?

Didn't he just inexplicably achieve the brilliance of pen and ink, barely reaching the ninth-rank realm not long ago?
What about books?

book what?
Jiang Zhou was at a loss.

It is completely inexplicable that he has obtained this realm that countless scholars have been pursuing for a lifetime but cannot obtain.

When he was at a loss, Jiang Zhou suddenly saw a little bit of starlight around him, shining brightly.

"If the sky does not love wine, the star of wine is not in the sky..."

"My dancing shadow is messy..."

"Three cups lead to the avenue, one fight is natural..."

"I only wish that when the song meets the wine, the moonlight will always shine in the golden cup..."

"The virtuous king vomits and feeds, and the world returns to its heart..."

It's the poem he just "made"!
The poems he recited just now turned into gleaming words, lingering around his body.

Densely packed, like a nebula.

Jiang Zhou suddenly had a realization.

Secretly said, all the sages of the world, I'm sorry...

But you are all sages and sages. Since you have been glorious for a lifetime, you might as well shine again in this world to protect the human race...

As the mind moved, the dense purple radiance in the dantian of the brain poured out, transforming into a pen like a rafter.

"Poetry and poetry, how can we stand up for ourselves?"

In the vast river, there was a huge wave, and a sage figure stood on it, pointing and asking.

Jiang Zhou's expression was unwavering, and his words were sonorous: "If you don't read poetry, you can't speak."

"Giving words to others is more important than pearls and jade."

"The words are eloquent, and the literary shop is beautiful!"

There was a loud bang, and another sage rose up with the waves.

"Why is this?"

Jiang Zhou lowered his eyes and pondered slightly. After a long while, he opened his eyes and Hua Guang shot at the bullfighting bull.

"The way of peace!"

Like waving a giant pen, in an instant, above the long river, in the vast starry sky, there are countless magnificent chapters in the book.

Jiang Zhou was trapped in the torture of the saints and sages, and it seemed that countless days had passed.

But in the outside world, it's just an instant.

At the same time, "Li Bai" stood up, raised his hands, and groaned.

"Autumn Frost Cutting the Jade Sword, Sunset Pearl Robe!"

In his hand, a three-foot blue blade appeared out of thin air, like autumn frost and morning dew, chilling his body and mind.

Dressed in white, like snow, shining like a pearl.

Fun, fun!
It really can!

"Hahahaha!"

There was a long burst of laughter, which surprised everyone to watch.

I saw that exiled immortal who seemed to be forgotten by others was holding a long sword of autumn frost.

Like a burst of spring thunder, with a clear shout, the long sword pointed directly: "Bao Xin!"

"As the governor, you have disregarded the living people, stolen a high position, and committed rebellious acts. You used medicine and corpses to refine the people under you, and caused countless people to die in Xiaoxian Valley! This crime deserves to be punished, and ten thousand deaths cannot be redeemed!"

"What face do you have in the world?"

"Shameless old thief, in vain to be a great Confucian!"

"Bai came here today to seek justice for the thousands of people living in Leisure Valley!"

The sound of drinking made everyone present pale.

He's crazy!
What is he going to do? !

If Jiang Zhou knew what he wanted, he would tell them generously: Everyone knows that Li Bai is an assassin...

"Hahahaha!"

"Swords and double dragons, snowflakes shine on hibiscus!"

"The light shoots the sky and the earth, and Lei Teng can't rush."

"Li Bai" laughed loudly and chanted quickly, and the sword of Autumn Shuang in his hand changed again.

One turned into two, and the cold light was extremely strong, like the scorching sun shining on snow.

It shot out instantly, turning into two rays of light soaring into the sky.

In the boundless sky, it turned into two flood dragons, entangled with each other, circling upward, getting faster and faster, and the sound of the dragon's chant shook the sky and the earth.

Judging from its castration, it was actually intended to collide with the awe-inspiring light above Bao Xin's head.

Everyone was shocked.

Yuan An and Shang Rong's expressions also changed.

Shouting in unison: "Bold brat!"

(End of this chapter)