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Chapter 801 Ask the world with an arrow, who is the hero?
All things are born with myriad spirits, and it is not easy to attain the Tao. It requires various opportunities. Now Yang Chen has written a poem through the ages, blessing this little pony king with talent, empowered with spiritual light, and even has the charm of Taoism. He is the little pony king The peerless chance.

Confucianism and Taoism are best at enlightening the spirituality of all things and myriad spirits. Even a green bamboo, after listening to the lectures of Confucianism and Taoism for a long time, can also transform into a spirit and gain Taoism over time; Great Confucian talents, nourished by spiritual light, can also nod their heads against stones, and cultivate a spirituality, which lasts for a long time, nourishes vitality, and has the opportunity to transform into a human body.

The little horse king got the ancient famous poem He Dang Jin Luonao, the rhyme of heaven and earth transformed by the fast horse stepping on the clear autumn, and recited this poem in his heart, a talent was born, and the aura shined, and the talent and aura condensed into a pair of light wings, gently With a fan, the Pegasus came from the sky.

Flying all over the sky, a halo of light attracted the eyes of many scholars. Some knowledgeable people also discovered the extraordinary place of the little horse king at this time.

Ordinary horses, even with talent blessings, have no such effect.

"It's really a mistake. The blood in this horse is no small matter. It is a born horse king."

"I missed it, but it was cheap. The sage of the world, Yang Chen, has this BMW. Among the six arts, there must be one, and he can achieve excellent results."

Among the six arts, one art is the master, and that is riding!

There is a horse king, and no horse among the horses dares to walk before the horse king. This is the majesty of the king, who controls many horses.

Some scholars beat their chests and sighed endlessly. They thought they had left Yang Chen with the worst horse, but who knew that the best horse king among all the horses was left out by everyone's blind eyes.

The pony king was blessed with talents, flying all over the sky, extremely excited, when he recited this poem, his talents turned into wings of light, and a strange image appeared all over his body.

In the desert, under the moon, there is an extremely handsome horse, with its hooves flying across the world, full of endless pride.

But there are also ambitious scholars who are not very frustrated by this, and say, "Even if it is a horse king, what can I do for scholars, the most important thing for me is my own strength, and the horse king is just a horse king." Mere foreign things, as long as I read the Confucian and Taoist classics intensively, and my cultivation base is profound, mere foreign things are not worth mentioning."

"What kind of power does the king of horses have in front of us? When the time comes, let me see that I will be the best in the world!"

Many scholars opened their mouths to cheer for themselves and everyone else.

Moreover, he really looked down on a young horse king.

Regarding the comments from the outside world, Yang Chen's heart is extremely indifferent, without any waves, just like a clear spring, reflected by the bright moon, without any trace.

The pony king flew in the air for a while, the excitement passed, and then he retracted his bare wings, and landed in front of Yang Chen. He was very excited and let out a long cry.

This sound, to other people's ears, is the sound of horses.

It's just that Yang Chen has the good luck jade butterfly, is proficient in animal language, can understand the language of all things and spirits, and can also make all things and spirits understand his own language.

"You are really a good person. This poem is really extraordinary. Just after being born, you can produce talent, gather spiritual light, and have the favor of heaven and earth. When Dao Yun comes, it will definitely be famous forever."

"Maybe, my little horse king's name can also be left in history along with this poem. After all ages, future generations will still know that there used to be a great horse king like me, handsome and powerful, born extraordinary .”

To be able to obtain this poem, the Little Pony King is like a treasure!

The whole body has been combed by the golden light of Dan Qi and the aura of talent. His hair is shiny, his limbs are strong, and his bones are thin, but there is a huge king's momentum.

Many horses that had been quietly staying aside, after feeling the momentum, couldn't help turning their heads to look at the pony king, and couldn't help but growling, as if they were welcoming their king.

It squinted at Yang Chen, "Did you see it? This is the coquettishness of my little horse king. If I am among the thousands of horses, I will be respected. This time, I promise you to carry you for a ride. You are the boss!" It's cheaper."

Yang Chen remained silent, and smiled lightly, like a passer-by in this world, although the corner of his mouth was smiling, but his heart was indifferent, without much emotion.

"Since this is the case, the deal between you and me has been concluded. During the competition, you will be my mount. After the competition, the sea will be as wide as the fish will leap, the sky will be as high as the bird will fly, and the sky will be as high as the sea and the sea will be as wide as you are. I will no longer restrain you."

The voice came out!

Only the pony king heard it, but after he heard it, he was a little hesitant. Now that he has shown his true identity, he has been blessed with talent, and his spirituality is compelling.

If Yang Chen doesn't want him, there are countless powerful men in this Yujing city, and he probably won't let a horse king like himself be spared.

It stomped on the ground and looked at Yang Chen, "You are a scholar, you also have poetry and books in your chest, you are rich in knowledge, why are you so stupid, don't you know that I am a rare horse king, everyone looks up to them, and they all have longing, I hope I can win the favor of this king, so that I have the opportunity to sit on my back and fly across the sky."

"Why do you push me out as if you despise me? It's simply unreasonable."

"The more you are like this, the king will follow you. After the competition, wherever you go, I will follow you there."

Yang Chen's eyes were strange, he looked at the pony king, and teased, "Are you a mare?"

Hearing this, the pony king immediately pawed the ground with all four hooves, and his mane stood up in excitement.

However, there was a shyness in the words.

"What do you mean?"

The pony king was very vigilant.

"No matter what gender I am, I'm not interested in people. If you look at me like this, I'd rather die than surrender!"

Yang Chen felt like throwing up after hearing this!

He waved his hand and said no more, this horse is not normal, it is simply a ruffian, a ruffian horse.

It is conceivable that if it were not for the noble blood of this horse, it would be difficult to become the king of horses.

"Let's go, don't say too much, follow me to participate in the competition, when the time comes, whether you go or stay, it's up to you, I won't care."

It can be seen that this horse king is a talker!
"Really, you are really meaningless. Among all living beings, you and I met by fate. We communicate with each other, which is unique in the ages. Why don't you know how to cherish it? Wouldn't it be nice to chat a little more? Hurry up, what's the point of participating in this competition."

The pony king raised his four hooves and followed behind Yang Chen's body, chattering and growling, very arrogant.

Yang Chen ignored it.

Came to the decathlon competition, the closest competition venue to him.

In this field, the competition is archery among the six arts!

In the arena, there are many scholars, holding bows and arrows, piercing Yang with a hundred steps, and every time they hit a red heart, there will be earth-shattering cheers.

In this examination room, ask the world with an arrow, who is the hero?

(End of this chapter)