Invincible lottery system

Chapter 76 Wenxin Carving Dragon
Without waiting for everyone to be amazed, the poems on the paper turned into bits of starlight and sprinkled down from the starry sky.

The Confucian voice transmission sounded again, but this time it was not the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but the entire Yangzhou City.

The voice seemed to descend from the sky, pouring in from all directions, and appearing in the hearts of everyone.

This is the talent resonance phenomenon caused by Caiyun, which is rare in ten thousand years.

Accompanied by solemn and solemn voices, sounds of panic, screams, unwillingness, and exclamations all vanished into nothingness, and everything was suppressed.

All is quiet!
In the ears of Yangzhou city people, only the voice of the great Confucianism is left, and only the voice full of vicissitudes is heard slowly.

"Spring Hope

The country has broken mountains and rivers, and the city has deep grass and trees.

Tears are splashed when feeling, and I hate goodbye and startle.

The flames lasted three months, and the family letter was worth ten thousand gold.

The white hair is scratched shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust. "

It is Shida's image again, but it is not an ordinary image, but directly uses the entire starry sky as the background, showing a magnificent image and reflecting it in everyone's eyes.

The Great Wall emerged, but the city remains the same, and the smoke is everywhere, and the monster soldiers and barbarians are fighting with the human race.

The setting sun slanted, piles of corpses piled up, and the sky was also dyed blood red.

Accompanied by the sound of a huge drum, thousands of shouts flooded in, and the monsters and barbarians gathered in a straight line, rushing towards this direction... Finally the city was broken, and the barbarians and monsters poured in frantically, fighting and screaming in the ears of gunpowder smoke After a while, the last great Chicheng turned into a pool of ruins.

The screen suddenly changed, as if someone had used the Eye of History, crossed the endless river, and came to a certain place in the deep palace.

There were laughter and laughter in the palace.

It is still spring outside the palace, where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, flying catkins are permeating, smoke and willows are bright, tourists are wandering, singing and dancing are peaceful!

On Pinghu Lake, two painted boats sailed slowly by, Yingying Yanyan surrounded their ears, talented scholars only indulged in the whores, and occasionally chanted two poems to make the beautiful ladies happy.

Gradually, the two scenes gradually faded away, but in the next second, they merged together again.

They are lingering, intertwined, and finally overlapped, which is to contrast the prosperity here and the desolation of the Northland.

At that moment, everyone's hearts seemed to be pierced by a sharp thorn, and a piercing pain came, and many people stopped crying in the streets and corners.Even an old man was infected by this poem and was crying in a corner.

Time passes, I am old!

A feeling of helplessness and loneliness filled everyone's minds, which faded away with the voice of the Great Confucianism.

Finally, the prosperity ended, the red sun appeared again, the night turned into day, and everything returned to calm...

And all the colorful clouds in the sky that day were absorbed by the poem, and then poured into Zheng Fei's body.

A feeling of fullness came from his stomach, and with a thought, Zheng Fei came to a magical valley.

The valley is infinitely empty, and there is no end in sight in all directions.

The mountain flowers on the ground are everywhere, and the fragrance is overflowing, and above the mountain flowers, Zheng Fei saw a heart.

A giant beating heart to be exact!
With the thought together, Zheng Fei actually flew up by the wind and quickly approached this heart.

It's so big, it's as big as three Zheng Feis.

Under the bright red exterior, there is a small imprint in the center of the heart.

Puff, puff!
It is throbbing violently.

Zheng Fei could feel the warmth and heat coming from the heart, as well as the sufficient vitality.

Click!

Suddenly, the imprint on the surface of the heart shattered, and a small dragon roar came from the crack.

Ow~~~~~~
As if a golden dragon was born, the crack gradually grew larger, winding up along the surface of the heart, and finally it stopped, turning into a red light and breaking through the sky.

When he looked at the heart again, Zheng Fei was stunned.

Under the bright red surface, a golden crack was left, which clearly looked like a golden dragon.

In the blink of an eye, a word rang out out of thin air.

And that's still Zheng Fei's own voice, the three realms of Wenxin - 'Wenxin Diaolong'!
Suddenly, Zheng Fei felt a great attraction, which pulled him hard towards the valley.

Then everything faded, and the surroundings became blurred.

hum~~
His mind was in chaos, and when he opened his eyes, Zheng Fei saw that Wen Ji looked at him, with a look of worry in his eyes.

Zheng Fei instantly understood that he was in a state of epiphany just now.

"Presumptuous, really presumptuous!" Zhang Hongwei glared, "Zheng Fei, what are you implying!"

"Master Zhang!" Zhu Zhidi said, "I don't think this Zheng Fei is from our Great Zhou Kingdom at all, he is here to confuse people!"

"The country is broken and the mountains and rivers are there, and the city is spring and the vegetation is deep, which is referring to us in Yangzhou! We Yangzhou people are not afraid of war at all, we are the backbone of the Great Zhou Kingdom!" someone said.

"That's right!" Zhu Zhi gritted his teeth and said, "Zheng Fei is framing our Yangzhou City, so what if the poem comes out of Ling Xiao, he is simply a traitor, a spy, and a traitor!"

"It's a heinous crime, it's a heinous crime, we ask your lord to kill this culprit immediately!"

"I agree, this is challenging the majesty of our Great Zhou Kingdom, Master Zhang, please take action!"

How could Zheng Fei not know the reason.

If it weren't for his few poems to absorb all the colorful clouds, how could this group of literati be so patriotic.

But the big men have some patience and some can't bear it. When they pointed the finger at Zheng Fei and thought that the other party was easy to bully, they were wrong!
Zheng Fei has never been a good person!
I saw him glaring at everyone, and said calmly: "What crime is there for a poet to write poetry!"

The clang fell to the ground, every word was pearly, and no one dared to refute.

Invisibly, Zheng Fei actually produced a kind of coercion...

Qin Guan stared at Zheng Fei for a long time, then suddenly laughed loudly and said, "You speak with sound, congratulations Brother Zheng for concentrating your literary heart!"

"What, he actually gathered a literary heart, Caiyun, my Caiyun, this is equivalent to decades of hard study!"

"Everyone, don't panic, the literary heart has just been condensed, the foundation is definitely unstable, Caiyun still has a chance to recover!"

Zhu Zhidi, Tang Bolong and the others were all jealous.

The Word is divided into five sections.

At the beginning of the literary mind, it is equivalent to the golden stage of martial arts. At this time, you can transform your talent into form and attack others through spoken words.

"Oh!"

Zhang Hongwei slapped down the table heavily, and the wooden table of the guest seat was smashed in half, "Bold and unreasonable, you ruined my holy seal, swallowed my colorful clouds, and ruined my poetry club, why don't you kneel down quickly and kill me on the spot!"

"Hmph!" Zheng Fei faced it coldly.

"My lord!" Tang Bolong hurriedly said: "My lord, I brought this man in. Since he committed a crime, I will capture him alive!"

"Brother Tang, don't blame yourself too much. There is a saying that it is difficult to paint the skin and paint the bones. Knowing people knows the face but not the heart. Everyone knows that Zheng Fei, the devil city, has such sinister intentions, and swallowed my Yangzhou colorful clouds!" Zhu Zhidi added directly. .

Everyone rose up and danced with their tongues.

"Brother Tang is right! The one who is wrong is Zheng Fei, the demon capital, he is a real villain!"

"Brother Tang is a true gentleman. If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing better than kindness!"

"Brother Tang is very good at capturing Master Zhang, so as not to dirty Master Zhang's hands!"

Tang Bolong secretly picked up the brush and gave Zheng Fei a sneer smile, "Brother Zheng, since you know your mistakes and don't correct them, then I have no choice but to apologize!"

(End of this chapter)