Chapter 107 "Ode to the Bird"
"Meng Xiaozi, I am the second person in the way of talent in the Middle Ages. The first person is my mentor. Do you dare to say that I am poor in the way of talent?" Li Laogui's voice The loudest one seemed extremely angry.
"You should go and settle the score with Old Ghost Su. He must have changed my grade!" Old Ghost Li suddenly enlightened and started to blame the blame.
Su Laogui immediately cursed: "You are the second most talented person in the Middle Ages. You are the only one who writes obscene poems. You make me wipe your ass. How about your original article?" , Meng Xiaozi must be misunderstood as a prostitute!”
< br>"Your whole family is the one who writes obscene poems. I am Fengyue Hongchen, you know nothing!" Old Ghost Li cursed: "You are not a good person either. Literary education is not tolerated by God. You don't even have literary skills." You can’t even inherit much of Tao’s family fortune, so you still have the nerve to criticize me?”
"Both of you are not good people!" Another unknown old ghost interjected.
"Shut up!" Old Ghost Li and Old Ghost Su shouted at the same time.
Several "tenants" started to quarrel, and Meng Qingyi's mind suddenly became chaotic.
Meng Qingyi raised her hand and tapped her forehead, and she fell silent instantly.
"Every time we talk about important events in the Middle Ages, you always change the topic by changing your head, just because you are afraid that I will know the inside story, right?" Meng Qingyi shook his head slightly. This is not the first time this has happened.
Those guys are all good at changing the subject. Except for the knowledge about cultivation and some strange and obscene skills, they won't reveal anything else, especially the secrets from ancient times.
But Meng Qingyi couldn't do anything to them.
Forget it, it is enough to be able to write this Honghu Fu. One day I will drain these old ghosts dry.
Meng Qingyi looked at the only ink ball left on the stage, and thought secretly: "Old ghost Li is very talented. This Honghu poem is so majestic and majestic to me when I read it. It is a rare masterpiece. How can it be compared to empowering people?" Can you survive it?”
Almost everyone is waiting for Elder Jin Miao to reveal the identity of this famous person.
How many cars and buckets can this ink ball drive?
Elder Jin Miao did not show off and waved towards Mo Tuan.
Talents flowed around, the ink ball swayed slightly, and the five carriages and carriages below began to move.
“Three chariots and eight buckets.”
“No, not three chariots, but four chariots!”
"Hiss!"
After three cars and eight fights came out, another frame clearly flew out, creating a force of four cars and eight fights!
Everyone present was silent and couldn't help but take a breath.
I originally thought that although this talent was higher than Honghu's talent, it was at most a little higher.
It was nothing more than four cars and one bucket or four cars and two buckets, but in the end, it went straight to four cars and eight buckets. This was like ascending to the sky, and it was beyond the reach of others.
Even if we look at the entire history of the White Territory, there is almost no mention of the Fu that moved four carts and eight fights, not to mention the Land of Five Seedlings.
Caidao Yunbao [Five Chariots and Eight Dou] follows the medieval planning system. The top five chariots and eight dou can be said to be unique in the world in talent. It can be called the first in the way of talent, and it can be called a sage in ancient and medieval times. .
Although Four Cars and Eight Fighters is a big step behind Five Cars and Eight Fighters, it can still be regarded as a work by a sub-sage.
Yasheng is the division of literature and Taoism. When literature and Taoism died, only the titles of saint and yasheng were left. It is not an exaggeration to call this Fu.
If you have a lot of knowledge, you will have a lot of talent. The talent in the world is measured by a lot of people. What kind of situation will it be like if this piece of empowerment inspires people with a lot of talent?
Elder Jin Miao was startled, and then a look of shock appeared in his eyes. No one knew better than him what the four carts and eight buckets meant.
With an incomplete inheritance of talent, Elder Jin Miao knows how rare talent is.
This Yunbao uses a medieval planning system, which is different from some of today's talents.
This gift of talent will definitely speed up the transformation of the talent moiré patterns on Rainbow Dash, saving a lot of hard work.
It's not that Elder Jin Miao wants to steal this talent. This is an important part of Wu Miao's selection of a son-in-law, and he has no right to change it at will.
Since you want to take away the talent that this gift will attract, you will naturally compensate the other party later.
Wumiao is not a demon, so he still needs to show his dignity.
After all, there is a high probability that the other party will become the son-in-law of Wu Miao. If he chills people's hearts, he will undoubtedly shoot himself in the foot.
Elder Jin Miao shook the ink ball and sent it under the high platform.
He wanted to see who the author of the gift was.
Mo Tuan fell into the crowd, and everyone avoided it, all their eyes falling on Liu Xun.
The ink of the poem was restored, and the sharp edges suddenly turned, like dragons and snakes flying, iron painted with silver hooks. This word alone makes people marvel at it.
Dahuang's writing has many bold and bold strokes, with a wild and ancient style.
And Liu Xun's handwriting of this poem seems to be born out of the clouds in the sky, relaxing and calm, as if there are dragons and snakes arising from his writing. Unbeknownst to others, this is Liu Xun's cloud calligraphy technique that he mastered through combining the running calligraphy skills he learned before traveling through time and the honing of his life in the Great Wilderness. Naturally, it is amazing.
However, what surprised everyone even more was the content of this poem!
Name it "Ode to Song Bird"!
Meng Qingyi and others’ eyes fell on Songniao Fu, and they did not dare to make any mistakes.
"Song? What kind of bird is this?" Meng Qingyi murmured, even the two old ghosts Li and Su didn't know what kind of bird it was.
There was a voice among the "tenants": "The bird is a crafty bird, and its appearance is ominous. In ancient times, a sage saw a bird, and he became comatose in his later years, ruining the national destiny of a holy dynasty."
Meng Qingyi couldn't help but was speechless. The owner who heard the voice was a little confused as to why this person came out. He usually didn't make a sound.
"Mr. Ying, what do you have to say?" Meng Qingyi still respected this extremely mysterious Mr. Ying.
Among the tenants, the origin of the man named Ying is unknown. Some old ghosts seem to know his identity, but no one dares to say too much. Therefore, Meng Qingyi only knows that Mr. Ying’s identity is not simple.
Mr. Ying paused for two breaths, with some appreciation in his words: "This man is extraordinary, and this poem is also extraordinary. Just keep reading, I guess it will be of some benefit to you!"
Meng Qingyi raised his eyebrows and looked over carefully.
The ink ball stretched out into a poem, until the entire article was revealed in front of everyone.
Someone couldn't help but read it out loud.
"All things are changing, and there is no rest. They move by the flow of water, or they are pushed back."
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"Misfortune depends on blessings, and blessings depend on them. Disasters are here; sorrows and joys gather together; good and bad fortunes are in the same place."
After everyone read this, some great truths suddenly emerged in their hearts, and they couldn't help but think carefully.
The more I appreciate this sentence, the more I feel that it is infinitely mysterious and seems to point directly to the great truth.
Several old ghosts in Meng Qingyi's soul court immediately exclaimed: "This statement contains the most important thoughts of divination and luck. If special means are used to elicit the best principles, I'm afraid it can become an extremely powerful killing blow." Move!”
“Excellent!”
Several old ghosts who were usually inactive were lured out by Song Niao Fu and praised each other in Meng Qingyi’s Soul Court.
I'm afraid even he himself doesn't know the number of tenants in Meng Qingyi's Soul Court, so naturally some of them can't be named.
This piece of Songniao's poem is not over yet.
The writing is in the second half.
"Heaven and earth are furnaces, creation is work; Yin and Yang are charcoal, and all things are copper."
As soon as this sentence came out, there was an explosion in the sky.
Everyone was shocked, and before they realized what happened, Elder Jin Miao let out a dull groan.
The restraint he set on this space disappeared!
To be precise, it was the breakthrough in talent caused by this sentence in Songniao's poem.
Under the broad daylight, lotus flowers exuding divine aura fell from the sky, singing wonderful sounds that seemed to echo the sounds of Taoism.
The sky is full of flowers and the sounds of heaven are singing, which is actually the celebration of this gift from heaven and earth!
Elder Jin Miao watched helplessly as all the majestic talents that Song Niu Fu had introduced poured into Liu Xun's body, and none of them were absorbed by Caidao Yunbao.
No matter what means he uses, he can't intercept any of it.
Elder Jin Miao sighed, this son is extraordinary, and this gift is even more extraordinary.
“A great article!”
“I never imagined that there would be people after ancient times who could write a great article!”
Mr. Ying was surprised and clicked his tongue.
I’m taking two days off. This month’s updates are sporadic, but they will be updated steadily starting next month.
(End of this chapter)