Ode to Longevity

"Red pink skeleton, white bone and flesh!" Zhao Ying'er was so scared that her face turned pale, she never thought that Xue Mo would write such words, the whole person was like a lightning strike, especially the handwriting like a blade, like a sharp blade Like, stabbed deeply into her chest.

Feng Qingge couldn't help but secretly startled, subconsciously took a breath of cold air, looked at the handwriting on it and smiled softly, writing such a shocking sentence with the title of the Spring Palace, only the snow ink in front of her. With a cry of laughter, Feng Qingge didn't dare to hold the pen to write, she just stood with her hands behind her back, countless poems flashed across her mind, she calmly read: "Last night Feng Kailujing Tao, the moon in front of Weiyang Palace is high. Pingyang Song and Dance New In honor of the favor, the spring cold outside the curtain bestows brocade robes."

"Huh?" Helanbo looked at Feng Qingge first, puzzled and asked, "Pingyang Song and Dance New Favorite... Who is Pingyang?"

"..." Damn, I forgot to change my name! The corners of Feng Qingge's mouth twitched fiercely, and her brain started running rapidly, and she said calmly: "The emperor's new favorite concubine, I'm just a random fictional character, after all, how can the emperor's family be casually brought up? . Erotic Palace Erotic Palace, a spring in the palace, it's just a dream, in a dream, you are drunk and dreaming of death, but when you wake up, it is cold and cold in the palace. This topic is on the palace characters, not on women. However, Hongyan is also a disaster, but it is just A skeleton with flesh and blood. The eight words of Mr. Xuemo express your dislike of women and your misogyny."

brush! His face changed slightly, Xue Mo clenched his fingers suddenly, and turned his head coldly. For some reason, when he saw this topic, all he thought of were these words, and he couldn't write anything else. What is the use of a woman, it's just something that gets in the way. What he pursues is the supreme reputation and status, to become the powerhouse on this continent. Women, will only hinder him.

Gu Shen smiled. This question is not within the scope of the review, and needs to be commented by the elders and the sect master, and he did not answer much. Zhao Ying'er didn't even enter the fourth level, and her face was red when she saw this question, she didn't know how to answer it, and there was no comparison at all.

Then, Helanbo's topic was released, which stumped a group of people. Even when Xue Mo saw the long couplet, his face changed greatly. He didn't expect there would be an answer. It was also answered by Helanbo like this. It's just that as the question of the fourth level unfolds, Feng Qingge also sees what is stumbling Helanbo.

"What is filial piety!" The cold light in front of Xue Mo's eyes suddenly appeared, and he said coldly: "So it is, no wonder you are stuck in this level. Filial piety is really difficult for you."

"What do you mean?" Feng Qingge couldn't help frowning, looking at Helanbo's answer, and whispered: "The body is skin-haired, and the parents are not afraid to damage it. This is the beginning of filial piety. In later generations, filial piety ends by showing parents. Standing up and practicing the Tao will make a name for the future generations, showing parents, and filial piety will end. Filial piety begins with serving relatives, in serving the monarch, and finally establishing one’s body.”

She was very familiar with these sentences. These were sentences from the Book of Filial Piety, but He Lanbo would have written them unexpectedly. Looking at the familiar face, Feng Qingge couldn't help panicking, she quickly looked away, took a deep breath and said, "It's a perfect answer, you..."

"It's okay, my parents died a long time ago, and I followed my grandfather after I was born, so this filial piety is of no use to me. Even if I return my flesh and blood to them, they won't be able to come back." Hei The sadness in his eyes suddenly appeared, but He Lanbo adjusted his mentality as quickly as possible, reached out and patted Feng Qingge's shoulder and said, "It's nothing, it's over, isn't it? Let me see yours. Answering the question, what does it feel like to turn the clouds over the rain... um... I'll go, this old hooligan of Chaoyang Sect is as shameless as ever. You see, my brother didn't even grow the egg yolk on his buttocks, so he ruined her life and made some ten The subject of the Eight Bans is simply insane, devoid of conscience, and dehumanizing, whoever came up with the question, I will definitely crippling him today!"

Knowing that Helanbo deliberately forked and opened up the topic, Feng Qingge didn't say much.

Everyone ignored the questions in front of Feng Qingge, and looked at the fourth question, especially Zhao Ying'er, when she saw the words that were the same as ghosts, her eyes brightened, and she laughed, "What? Chaoyang Sect is just a bunch of blind people, and they dare to show off such ugly words. It's still full marks, so I'm the first to disagree with this word!"

"Yeah, what font is this, it's written so ugly."

"It's like cursive script, but it's not. The handwriting is too scribbled. It's completely drawn at will, not like words."

"That's right, look, the answer is about neat fonts. The characters on her are one big and the other small, and there are no rules. How can she get full marks?"

There are constant voices of doubt, and people who have never seen such a font simply don’t know that this is a wild grass that was popular in everyone’s faction tens of thousands of years ago, and no one in the world can imitate it. The appearance of such handwriting, let alone verse, is directed at this handwriting, which is a good masterpiece.

"Hey, can you really do it, Er Shui, the word you say is a little weird to me, I feel..." Holding his chin, Helanbo looked at the wild grass on the rice paper, and said a little puzzledly: "You I've seen the characters, and they are indeed ugly enough. But the characters you write on the rice paper are really ugly out of a new world, even I can't recognize them."

"..." Is this a compliment or a loss, Feng Qingge gave Helanbo a blank look.

However, Helanbo admired the words above, frowning and said: "Strange, why do I think the style of this word, I seem to have seen it somewhere, why can't I remember it. The fonts I have seen are mostly They are all very remarkable people, and it is impossible for you to get their inheritance from your handwriting."

With a cold snort, Gu Can glanced at the people in front of him, and said coldly: "If you follow the exam rules of Chaoyang Sect, all of you will fail. You don't even know such a famous font, and it's thanks to you that you read so much. Books for many years."

"Famous? Grandpa Gu, you are deliberately biased towards this cook. Where is this font famous? Just pull out a person, and the characters written by her are better than hers." Zhao Ying'er said coldly, this font is really ugly, no one wants to believe that this is a famous font.

Feng Ni, who was quiet for a moment, just shook his head helplessly and sighed: "You don't even know what font is this, Mr. Helan?"