Dominate the world

The sun of Minshan is as far as Hengshan.After crossing Jiujiang, as for Fu Qianyuan.

At this moment, Zhang Chulan was carrying a rucksack, a small umbrella on his head, and a pair of field shoes under his feet were covered with white sweat. When he came to a shady place, he sat cross-legged under the shade of a tree, took out a Dry food and water bottles to solve the troubles of the five internal organs temple.

"Who dares to stop here, don't you know that this is under Wensheng Mountain!"

A cold drink full of sullenness appeared in the forest, fluttering, wandering, like a strange hidden weapon, floating endlessly in mid-air, wherever it passed, no matter the branches or leaves, it would instantly break apart and spread freely. Falling down, the fracture is very neat, like cutting with a sharp knife.

Zhang Chulan picked up a fallen leaf with some drops of water on it. He put it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed it.

In the forest, a figure suddenly flew out, he was dressed in white robes, he was holding a folding fan, and he was wearing a Zhuangzi scarf. The light shows that this person is by no means an ordinary person.

He watched Zhang Chulan swallow the fallen leaves he cut off, and not only did he have a sneer on his face: "Are you challenging me to eat what my literary spirit refers to?"

Zhang Chulan got up and said: "I have finished reading thousands of volumes and traveling thousands of miles. I am heading towards Wensheng Mountain to admire the demeanor of the ancients. Why do you block my way?"

But the man said: "I am the doctor of Jixia Academy, Zhang Shangchang has the duty to guard Wensheng Mountain, but I don't know what is the purpose of you wandering here like a wild crane?"

Zhang Chulan looked at the top of Lushan Mountain, where his heart yearned for, and smiled lightly: "I'm Zhang Chulan, of course I will climb to the top."

Zhang Shangchang raised his brows. Although Zhang Chulan's words were plain and he modestly called himself my subordinate, he wanted to climb to the top, the top of Wensheng Mountain?

"Extremely arrogant!"

Zhang Shangchang's face showed a faint scorn of the literati, and he said: "Looking at Mount Tai from a distance, it looks black, and the upper part is thinner than the lower part. If you turn Mount Tai upside down, the lower part is thinner than the upper part is thicker."

In an instant, a rough python atmosphere shrouded the foot of the mountain, during which there was the sound of guns and guns, as if countless soldiers were attacking head-on with guns in hand and swords raised.

But there is no real intention of attacking, and it is obviously used by self-reported family.

Zhang Chulan was in awe, and gave the courtesy of a literati, "Dare to ask the ancestors?"

"Hahaha..." Zhang Shangchang raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Chulan: "It's true that you know something, but with what you have, I can't let you go up the mountain anyway. If you want to reach the top of Wensheng Mountain, you must Show your real skills, do you dare to pick me up as a couple?"

"Please!" Zhang Chulan stretched out her hand lightly.

Behind Zhang Shangchang, a lot of young people have gathered unknowingly, all of them are dressed as scribes, folding fans and jade pendants, and a hundred flowers are blooming, each is more precious and rare than the other.

These people are no longer students. The pillars of Jixia Academy are the guardians of Wensheng Mountain. This place is originally under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Culture and Dao, just like Mount Tai under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Martial Arts.

If you want to step into it, you need capital.

"Listen up!" Zhang Shangchang tossed his clothes and said, "My upper line is, I sit on the north side and eat a watermelon in the south, and put the skin to the east. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please write the second line."

When they heard this couplet, they all showed disbelief on their faces. This couplet was produced by Jixia Academy's sacrificial wine a year ago. Once the strength of the literary spirit is strong, they have already fallen into a disadvantage, and they left in embarrassment to avoid being hurt by the strong literary spirit.

At this time, Zhang Shangchang was indeed a senior doctor with a high position. He used the pair of sacrificial wine, and a majestic literary atmosphere was released immediately.

These people cast a sympathetic look on Zhang Chulan. Every year, there are many arrogant people who want to climb to the top of Lushan Mountain, but they can't even enter the mountain gate, which is simply unreasonable.

But the pair of the doctor using the sacrificial wine is not very glorious. Of course, they don't know how to say it, so they sympathize with Zhang Chulan. As soon as he came in, he met Wang Zha, and he really didn't even have a place to fight back.

"Go back, look at your outfit, you have gone through a lot of training, if you hurt the roots of literati here, you can only be as miserable as Kong Yiji in the future, drinking alcohol every day, it's not worth it."

"Yes, yes, if you really want to climb Wensheng Mountain, you can practice for a while, and don't be in a hurry."

The literati opened their folding fans. Although the words in their mouths were persuasive, their faces showed disdain.

Literati is light.

Zhang Chulan didn't care. He had traveled for a long time, and now that he came to the foot of Lushan Mountain, he was naturally prepared. He thought about Zhang Shangchang's pair, walked three steps repeatedly, and said, "Plant okra from spring to summer, and harvest the seeds." Dongzang."

There was a buzzing sound, like a roaring tsunami, and Wen Qi swept over in an instant, smashing Zhang Shangchang's Wen Qi to pieces in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhang Shangchang was almost dumbfounded, and muttered to himself: "This, this, this...how is it possible?"

After the drastic change at this time, the literary struggle between literati no longer needs judges and experts, and the various reactions and strengths of the literary spirit have already explained everything.

Although Zhang Shangchang was very unconvinced in his heart, he had to be convinced in the face of the reality. He gritted his teeth and spit out a series of words: "I don't break the buds before the cold, which one of the fragrances dares to grow flowers."

In an instant, the situation changed, the pairings were transformed into poems, and the artistic conception was directly transformed into the way of attacking. A wave of literary energy suddenly burst out, and everyone felt that literary energy stood proudly in front of them, and the sense of oppression almost penetrated into the chest. Even breathing began to be suppressed.

Zhang Chulan didn't change his face, and said lightly: "There is no boundary from the sea to the sky, and I am the peak when the mountain reaches the top."

An aura of being who I am, instantly smashed Zhang Shangchang's literary spirit to pieces.

"Wow!" Zhang Shangchang spurted blood from his mouth, and he staggered back. If there was no help behind him, he might not even be able to stand firmly.

Another student jumped out, closed the folding fan in his hand, and tapped his palm. In fact, he was just pretending. Since he dared to stand up, he naturally had a plan in mind.

"If he succeeds in Ling Yunzhi in the future, dare to laugh at Huang Chao as not a husband."

A majestic literary spirit emerged spontaneously, and the spirit of looking down on the world made the entire foot of the mountain buzz.

The student smiled, "Please."

"You're welcome." Zhang Chulan didn't even hesitate, and said directly: "Zhi Zhi eats the meat of the barbarians hungry, and talks about drinking the blood of the Huns with a smile."

With a bang, at the foot of the mountain, the sound of gold and iron horses came surging, like hundreds of millions of soldiers defending against foreign enemies, with sword wounds all over their bodies and feathered arrows stuck in their backs, but they still refused to give up the battlefield and rushed violently until they were exhausted. Exhausted to the last sliver of life.

With a buzz, the student flew upside down and crashed into the forest without a trace.

The complexions of these many students changed drastically, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.