Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

After half an hour.

Guiguzi and others climbed to the top of the mountain and saw the author sitting on the throne with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

"finally come!"

"That's right, the fact that you guys have come here shows that there are some successors to Wen Dao, and the spirit of the ancestor in the sky will be very pleased to know about it!"

The master opened his eyes and said heartily.

On his face, there was a warm smile, without the slightest anger, as if a group of guests came, and he was the host to entertain the guests.

This expression, in the eyes of Guiguzi and others, is hypocrisy.

They fought all the way, no matter how good-tempered they are, they couldn't laugh.

But in any case, the attitude of the author of the article also made many onlookers nod secretly, this is what a literati should look like!
"No need, we don't practice Wenzu's orthodoxy, and he doesn't need to be pleased!"

Guiguzi is not used to hypocrisy and submissiveness, so he shook his head and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, let's discuss the truth directly!"

As soon as this word comes out.

The smile on the master's face was restrained, and he stood up slowly, unleashing a great momentum of literary dao, sweeping in all directions, producing endless brilliance, and cheering countless literary spirits.

As he got up, in the literary world, all the laws and principles of the literary way, all prostrated themselves to welcome the great master of the literary way.

Everyone's heart trembled and they felt great pressure.

"Writer Lord is in charge of all the heavenly cultures. Whether it is literary cultivation or literary realm, they are far stronger than poets, literary scholars, etc. It is difficult to defeat!"

"It's only the last step, but often the last step is the most difficult!"

"Da Qin wins, then he will control the culture! If he loses, the Da Qin Wen Dao will be destroyed!"

Many discussions sounded.

"For this discussion, you and I each write an article within two hours to decide the winner, how about it?"

The author asked.

"How to decide the outcome?"

Guiguzi asked, eyes full of vigilance.

They have suffered twice.

The first time was when I was discussing the Tao with the writer of the book, the writer of the book distorted the facts and fooled the truth.

The second time was when he discussed Taoism with the poet ancestor, who took Li Bai's immortal poems as his own.

Therefore, before discussing the Dao, he must explain the rules, especially when each of them writes an article, it is difficult to distinguish the high from the low.

"In Wenshan, there is a 'Wenqu Stone Pillar', which is specially used to test talent. The better the quality of the article, the higher the talent!"

The author pointed to the stone pillar in the distance and said with a smile.

Wenqu Stone Pillar!

One of the inherited treasures of the literary world, he has no combat ability and can only judge the strength of talent.

For the rest of the forces, the 'Wenqu Stone Pillar' does not have much effect, but in the literary world, it is an important basis for the discussion of literary and Taoism.

"can!"

Guiguzi pondered for a moment, nodded and said.

He has also heard of the reputation of the 'Wenqu Stone Pillar', which is a treasure forged by Wenzu, the founder of the literary world, so there shouldn't be any problems.

After a few minutes.

There are two table cases on the top of Wenshan Mountain, on which are placed the Four Treasures of the Study.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the author and Guiguzi created in public and wrote splendid chapters.

The faces of the two are solemn, and the pens are like guns. Every word and sentence written will produce a strong literary spirit, which will accumulate on the top of the two of them, and it will accumulate more and more like a snowball.

Above the head of the author, a man in a Chinese robe appeared, sitting high in the clouds, holding an ancient book in his hand, preaching and teaching.

Below, hundreds of thousands of literati sat cross-legged, showing respect and listening to the text.

"Halloween Book"!
This is the title of the chapter written by the author.

On the top of Guiguzi's head, there are countless visions, such as the general trend of the world, the sun, the moon and the stars, the realm of magic, and the supreme saint.
Including endless, including the world!
This book is "The Vertical and Horizontal Book"!
It is also the essence of Guiguzi's thoughts and the supreme inheritance of the strategists.

Divided into the current situation of the world, making decisions before acting, the mind and the mind of the Tao, the four realms of enlightenment, observing the world, Taoism, the three ways of heaven and sages, and the way of swordsmanship.
There are 22 articles in total!

And now, Guiguzi is writing the chapter on 'The Way of the Sword'!

"From the perspective of style, the two are on par!"

Most of the martial artists onlookers are not good at writing, and they can only be judged by the level of writing.

"The writer probably won't be able to win!"

The Great Elder of the Academy of Painting stood among the crowd, with a look of sadness on his face, he muttered to himself.

From the vision, he could sense that Guiguzi's writing skills seemed to be higher.

"Fortunately, this seat has been prepared, otherwise"

In the middle of the creation, the author glanced at Guiguzi, saw the majestic literary spirit, and secretly rejoiced.

"No matter how well you write, you will lose!"

Immediately, the author showed a sneer and continued to create.

As for Guiguzi, he was immersed in the creation from the beginning to the end, and did not notice the change of the author's facial expression.

Soon, two hours passed.

The author and Guiguzi stopped writing at the same time, and their faces were a little pale. Using the power of writing to create will also cause a lot of consumption for them.

Boom boom boom!
The moment the two stopped writing.

The sky roared, and thousands of auspicious signs descended, and even the literary spirit floating in the world was extremely rich.

As a result, everyone's eyes could not penetrate the literary atmosphere and clearly see the content of the two articles.

"Master Dong, how are you?"

Wang Xizhi asked, "There is a specialization in calligraphy. He is good at calligraphy, but he is still not as good as Dong Zhongshu in writing articles."

"Stable!"

Dong Zhongshu said with a smile.

Among the few, he has the deepest level of writing and Taoism. It can be seen that the content of Guiguzi is one of the essence of the political strategist. Both the style and artistic conception are stronger than the article of the author.

After all, Guiguzi is the founder of the Strategist. In this regard, the writer who picks up the wisdom of others is far inferior.

"The situation is not good!"

The great elder of Ci Academy, who did not participate in the discussion, had an extremely solemn expression.

Although the style of the two articles seems to be comparable, he sensed a more terrifying power in Guiguzi's style of writing.

"Come on, go and move the 'Wenqu Stone Pillar' here!"

The author's face was calm, without any worries, he said with a smile.

"As ordered!"

Two literary disciples saluted and moved the 'Wenqu Stone Pillar' up.

"Everyone, the 'Wenqu Stone Pillar' is a relic of Wenzu. It has never made a mistake for countless years. Next, I will test my talents under the witness of everyone. I hope everyone can testify!"

The author glanced at Guiguzi, showing a trace of coldness, and said to the surrounding warriors.

Later, he picked up his own article and put it on the 'Wenqu Stone Pillar'.

boom!
time.

A piercing pillar of talent burst out from the 'Wenqu Stone Pillar' and soared into the sky. It was a million feet long, and it was still growing rapidly.

"A million feet?"

"When did the literary master's literary practice become so powerful?"

Countless disciples in the literary world opened their mouths wide and their eyes were full of confusion.

Over the years, the talent of the literary world has been continuously weakened, from billions of feet in the past to millions of feet in the present. The reason is the lack of new works.

I still remember the last time, when the author wrote, it only attracted 90 beams of talent.

And now, just at the beginning, it has attracted a million feet of literary energy?

Rumble!
A line of famous sayings from "The Book of All Saints" turns into big gold characters, floats into the sky, and blends into the "Wenqu Stone Pillar", promoting the growth of the pillar of talent.

500 zhang!

900 zhang!

Thirteen million feet!
3000 million feet
In the end, under countless horrified gazes, the talent aroused by the "All Saints Book" was frozen at [-] million feet.

One hundred million feet!

It is also the limit of the ability measured by the 'Wenqu Stone Pillar'.