When the storm of literary qi gathered a full hundred zhang long, the white bone spirit once again sent out a request to turn into a dragon. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In an instant, the storm began to condense in twisting, gradually turning into a dragon's body.

"One zhang, two zhang, three zhang...... Thirty-one zhang, thirty-two zhang, thirty-three ......" In a group of scholars who looked up at the Wenqi dragon and couldn't close their mouths in surprise, Duanmu gave a selfless gesture with his hand and murmured in a low voice.

It's another thirty-three-zhang long Wen Dragon, the white bone spirit is not the reincarnation of the Wen Sheng, right? No, no, in the past ancient history, there was no sage with this ability. Mencius gasped and thought silently in his heart.

The white bone spirit took in the changes in the hearts of the people around her, but there was no smug look in her eyes, and she was as calm as a deep pool: "Hong Yi, it's your turn." ”

Hong Yi clenched his hands, his jade-white nails were deeply pinched into the flesh, the qi and blood in his body were surging, even though his teeth were clenched, he felt a faint bloody breath in his mouth.

He was the pride of the sky, he was psychic and enlightened at the age of three, read poetry and books at the age of five, and was able to write wonderful scriptures at the age of seven.

Many people praise him as the master of the times, even if he does not rise in the current westward era, he will lead the tide of another era in the future.

Everyone became golden, and later even he felt so much, and his heart gradually became arrogant, and he developed a proud backbone.

But who would have thought that when he met the white bone spirit, he was frustrated everywhere, and the so-called arrogant bones were gradually broken, smoothed, and turned into powder.

Both Shengyu and He Shengliang, inexplicable emotions swept through his heart, making him magically experience Zhou Gongjin's grief and indignation back then.

"In this game, I also admit defeat. Not wanting to be more embarrassed, Hong Yi gritted his teeth and spoke hard.

This time, even some of the Confucian scholars did not boo. Because they can imagine the other party's feelings, they know that this Master Hong is afraid that it will leave a psychological shadow because of this.

"Go ahead. The Bone Spirit nodded and spoke softly.

His demeanor, which is still indifferent after the big victory, makes many young scholars shine.

Young Mu Ai, nothing more.

With these two brilliant victories as a foreshadowing, for the four thirty-three-zhang long Wenlong that appeared later, everyone was not so unacceptable in their hearts, only amazed.

Strictly speaking, this is a very strange literary fight. The six propositions were all written by Bai Gujing first, and then the literary spirit became a dragon, thirty-three years long, blocking Hong Yi's full of poems.

In the end, in the six battles, Hong Yi didn't even read a single poem, which was moving.

"The Great Sage of White Bones...... I was convinced. Hong Yi is not the kind of evil villain who goes all the way to the dark after all, and said with a wry smile: "How can there be a person like you in the world?"

The white bone spirit let out a sigh of relief and said, "Two wins in three games, you are defeated!"

"yes, I'm defeated. Hong Yi lowered his arrogant head.

"The third one, is it still better?" Bai Gujing asked after a slight pause.

To the surprise of many people, Hong Yi shook his head very dryly and said: "The meaning of two wins in three games is to win two games, not three games. ”

"Makes sense. Before the spectators showed disdain, the white bone spirit said in agreement, "You are a smart man. ”

Hong Yi sighed slightly and said, "From now on, this life of mine is yours." ”

The white bone spirit smiled lightly: "Allegiance is not a promise on the lips, you just say it dryly, can you expect me to believe in your promise?"

Hong Yi didn't speak, he faced him directly, and took the initiative to let go of his mind.

The white bone spirit was a little surprised, and after reacting, he admired him a little.

If the identities of the two are reversed at this moment, then even if he bears the infamy of being untrustworthy, he will not take the initiative to let go of his mind and become a slave who hovers between life and death and other people's thoughts.

On the deck of the cloud boat, Guanyin, who walked out of the cabin at some point, was full of disappointment.

This person is a seed that she has cultivated over the years, either intentionally or unintentionally, and her identity and background are as clean as snow, so that one day she can use it as a wonder soldier in a special environment.

And he is indeed a strong man, knowledgeable and modern, full of economy, poetry and songs, and the road of righteousness and righteousness;

In order to achieve victory, Guanyin planned a lot. First of all, for the sake of safety, there is no need for martial arts, but for civil fighting. It should not be difficult to use the literary realm of Hong Yi's top writer to defeat a white bone spirit who is full of intrigue and intrigues, full of murderous anger, and can only take advantage of his tongue.

As for the White Bone Spirit's Mind Dao, because of his usual performance, Guanyin was deeply suspicious, and he didn't think that this theory could help him achieve victory.

But who would have thought that such an ending would occur in the end.

Grieved......

The white bone spirit released a spiritual imprint, planted it into Hong Yi's soul, and said solemnly: "Hong Yi, from today onwards, you should enter my method and be a registered disciple." ”

Hong Yi was expressionless and knelt down in the void: "Meet the teacher." ”

"When this is over, let's go to the top of the mountain together. The canonization altar has been prepared, just wait for the white bones to take the stage to worship the heavens and be consecrated. Mencius said.

The white bone spirit looked cold, looked at Guanyin and the representatives of the hundred schools, and said indifferently: "I hope there won't be any more moths, otherwise, once I catch the mastermind behind the scenes, it won't be as simple as peeling the skin and waxing." ”

Although the realm of the representatives of the hundred schools is not too high, they are all dragons among people, how can they be frightened by this threat?

There are expressionless people, and there are disdainful replies, and there are even a few people who show mocking looks at the white bone spirit.

"Bang!" Seeing this scene, the monkey raised his eyebrows slightly, and went down with a stick, smashing all the mocking representatives into a pulp.

The dragons of heaven and earth have to lie down in front of him, bow their heads and speak, what is the dragon among men?

In countless eras throughout the ages, Junjie is really the least valuable.

"Splash monkeys, fierce beasts!" The representatives of the hundreds of schools dodged away from the meat mud one after another, vacated a space, and kept scolding in their hearts.

In the current scenario, only this monkey dares to shoot so unscrupulously.

The Bone Spirit reached out and patted the monkey on the shoulder, and everything was silent.

They don't need to say thank you in the first place.

After a long time, everyone went to the top of the mountain under the leadership of the master, but they saw that this place was divided into three layers according to the sequence, and there were 999 blue lotus platforms suspended in the air.

On the lotus platform, there is a grass blue futon, a small desk, and water is placed on the table.

Clean and elegant.

At the end of the lotus platform, there is a stone staircase that winds upward. The whole body is clear and simple, a total of three hundred and twenty.

Everyone looked up along the stone steps, and where they set their eyes, it was a wide jade platform field, and at the end of the jade platform, there was a book and a stroke, exuding a vast white light, communicating the mountains and seas of books.

"The canonization ceremony is about to begin, please all the same doors, elders, Buddhism and Taoism, and representatives of hundreds of schools of thought are seated according to their names. Yan Hui flew to the middle of the stone steps and faced everyone.

The number of onlookers present was at least eight thousand, and nine hundred and ninety-nine seats were obviously not enough, so countless people stood on the ground, in the void, watching the white bone spirit under the leadership of the Confucian Twin Saints, step by step to the center of the altar.

"Let's get started. The master looked at the white bone spirit and smiled gently: "First worship the heavens, make the way of heaven clear, and recite the sacrificial texts, and then chant the entire Heart Sutra, determined to teach the world and all sentient beings." Finally, I will canonize Confucianism and Taoism on behalf of you, and connect your luck with Confucianism. At that time, you will become a true Confucian saint, a saint of heart and bones!"