Peerless concubine pharmacist

Chapter 658 Golden Dragon Stone Pillar
There are three inscriptions in the purple year.

The fourth inscription is somewhat special.

Under the move of the word "vigorous", a few lines of small characters are waiting to be copied.

Great use of external fibula, true internal filling.Anti-empty into the muddy, accumulated health for the hero.Possesses all things, traverses space.

Desolate and oily clouds, few long winds.Beyond the image, get the ring.If it is not strong, it will come endlessly.

Before Zi Nian could choose what power to copy, Inscription chose the power of lightning himself!Strange rays of light were like the shadows of knives, and the fingers trembled involuntarily, like a butcher cutting an ox.

At a certain moment, I just feel that the vicissitudes of life are passing by, and I forget the time and myself...

When Zi Nian came back to his senses, the last poor character had been completed and he drew up his pen.

Swish!
The fifth inscription followed.

It is exactly the word "Qiong".The sky is blue and the water is vast, the clouds are wide and the bottom of the river is wide, and the westerly wind breaks the geese.The stars are shining, and the dragon and snake are dancing!In the interstellar world, the golden light is everywhere!

This must be the power of the rainbow!

Zi Nian copied every word, every word seemed to come from the heart, and every force seemed to come from the bones, is it a copy, or the original post?

Zi Nian couldn't tell the difference, he didn't have any thoughts or distracting thoughts in his mind, he just wanted to keep writing.

After the fifth inscription passed, the sixth inscription only had the word "Gao Gu".

Zi Nian's hand fell down, and when the ancient characters were finished, there was a sudden surge in his chest, and he added a few lines of small characters:

Deviant people take advantage of the truth, holding hibiscus in their hands.The catastrophe of the pan-hearted, disappeared.The moon rises in the east, and the wind is good.

Taihua Yebi, people hear the clear bell.Void standing in the gods, off the border seal.Huang Tang is independent, and Xuanzong falls.

The five inscriptions had passed, and Zi Nian was finally able to move forward a few steps in place.

Then, four inscriptions without any markings appeared around at the same time, and the blank surface of the stele, how could Zi Nian copy it?

Zi Nian used the power of wood to write about the feelings in his heart at this moment.

One is "natural":
All that is needed is to take everything, not to take any neighbors.All the way to go, start to spring.If every flower blooms, it is like a new year.

What is true and what is not seized is too strong to be poor.Youren empty mountain, pick apples after rain.Thin words and sentimental understanding, leisurely Tianjun.

One is "broad-minded":
The one who is born is a hundred years old, and the difference is geometric.Joy is short, sorrow is full.How to respect wine, to smoke dill every day.

Flowers cover the thatched eaves, sparse rain.After the wine is poured out, I sing with a stick of quinoa.There is no ancient, Nanshan E'e.

Zi Nian also discovered that he could write with both hands, and what was written was engraved, even more profound and refined than other inscriptions.

There are still two gaps, and the mood is already misty.

free and natural:
The spirit of the bandit god is as small as a bandit.Such as the white clouds, the breeze and return.If it is far away, it is no longer near.There are few Taoist deeds, which eventually go against the custom.Chaotic mountains and trees, green moss and Fanghui.When you recite it and think about it, the sound becomes more hopeful.

sad:

The wind swept the water, and the trees were destroyed.Suffering and wanting to die, I can't get a rest.A hundred years old is like a stream, rich and cold ashes.If the road is mourned every day, if it is a talent.The strong man flicked his sword, mourning vastly.The leaves are rustling, the rain is leaking and the moss is moss.

Close your hands, palms, and the inscriptions return to their respective places. There are nine inscriptions in total, which are constantly revolving around Zi Nian.

Close your eyes, as if at the beginning of the world, someone created the world, forming rivers, lakes and seas, mountains and rivers, and all life began to form and continue...

When he opened his eyes again, the nine inscriptions had long since disappeared, surrounded by two rows of stone pillars several feet high, and dragon carvings hovering upwards, lifelike and vivid, as if alive.

Guided Zi Nian to move forward.

It is roughly estimated that there are hundreds of stone pillars, and a dragon hovers around each pillar, and each dragon is different.

(End of this chapter)