Chapter Twenty-Six: The Sacred Beast
Champion Hou, is this to challenge Fan Gongzi?"
"Where did he get his confidence, Fan Gongzi is the pinnacle of Venerable, and he has practiced three battle poems to the true divine words!"
"The True Divine Word is exaggerated, but it is very possible to contain a trace of the power of the law, and the Hall of Talents is not used by himself, but with the help of the True Text Puppet, and the power is slightly weaker. β
"Then wouldn't this Shen Chai be weaker?"
"Hey, that's embarrassing!"
"It's a good thing to be arrogant, but the civil officials are not something that military generals can easily defeat, maybe his master Lu Yuanwei still has a glimmer of hope. β
"Okay, this is Wuhou! Wuhou should have the courage to be arrogant!"
"Zhang Wengu is a protΓ©gΓ© of Zuo Xiang, Shen Chai turned his head and pulled Fan Hongyi into the water, even if he lost, it was not a shame. β
β......β
In the Guanwen Palace, everyone was talking.
Some people feel that Shen Chai is not self-sufficient and boring. There are also some military generals in the military department who give Shen Chai a thumbs up. Let's not talk about how hard to work, just this courage is worthy of their praise.
After all, not everyone has the courage to challenge the strong.
"Fan Shaobao, will you agree?" Everyone immediately focused their eyes on Fan Hongyi and looked at this prince Shaobao.
In the face of Shen Chai's forced gaze and everyone's eyes, Fan Hongyi didn't care at all, but there was a slight surprise in Shen Chai's reaction in his eyes. Because it wasn't what he expected.
In his opinion, if this champion Hou Danfan has a little wisdom, he should not provoke himself, because no matter who provokes himself, he will not win, but will only become more embarrassed.
Fan Hongyi got up slowly, and he bowed his hand to the great Confucian and the two princes in the hall very politely: "Since the champion Hou has this Yaxing, then the lower officials will only accompany the fun, and will not be included in the results of this Yuehua banquet competition." β
"As it should be. The fourth prince, Ji Dan, nodded. The three great Confucians, Li Qingzheng, Lin Zhizhong, and Liu Haoran also nodded slightly.
Fan Hongyi's strength, in their opinion, is already the top level of the younger generation, he has won several firsts in other banquets, if he comes to the moon banquet, it will inevitably be a little unfair to the rest of the people.
However, this move, in Shen Chai's eyes, changed its taste.
In this way, it seems that I have brought humiliation on myself, and he Fan Hongyi is high-spirited. Shen Chai sneered in his heart, and was a little more vigilant against this Fan Shaobao.
As the saying goes, a dog that bites doesn't bark, and a hypocrite like Fan Hongyi, who doesn't say anything, is even more difficult to deal with than ten enemies on a frontal battlefield.
"In that case, Champion Hou, please. A smile appeared on Zhang Wengu's face, and he stretched out a hand and asked Shen to chase first.
Shen Chai nodded lightly and walked straight to the Hall of Talents.
The three halls of talent are divided into poems, scriptures, and strategies. Each has its own specialty.
Shen Chai thought for a moment, and then walked into the poetry hall on the left.
He has heard some things about Jingyi, but if he is good at it, he may not be able to compare with the scholars who have studied for many years.
As for the policy theory, it is also difficult to play, because he is a martial marquis and is in a high position, and the policy theory is a current disadvantage of the people's livelihood and national policy. As a martial marquis, if you write steadily, you will inevitably fall into mediocrity, and if you are radical, you will be used by others to play. He certainly doesn't give people a chance to baash himself.
"This drum is impossible to target me for no reason, it seems that it was instructed by that Fan Gongzi. β
"Could it be that he already knows about me and Zixuan?" Shen Chai thought in his heart. He thought it was very likely. Otherwise, it is impossible to step on yourself at such a feast for no reason.
Just thinking about it, Shen Chai had already entered the Hall of Talents.
The hall of talents was well lit, and although there were many people, they all sat quietly in their places.
There are many short cases, futons, pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the main hall.
Around those seated banquet attendees, there was a faint white light curtain, enveloping them, and the contents of it could not be seen clearly.
Shen Chai found an empty place to sit down, and immediately a light rose two meters from his side, separating himself from the outside world.
At the same time, a gentle but powerful force of the law sealed off his own cave world, and his divine thoughts could not be transmitted.
For the sake of fairness, all the scholars and celebrities who participated in the competition were pen, ink, paper and inkstones of uniform specifications, and they could not communicate with the creatures in the cave world to prevent others from helping each other.
After entering this small enchantment, Shen Chai looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of the case, and fell into deep thought.
As soon as he entered, he knew the rules of this competition.
The Yuehua banquet competition is only based on talent and not at the realm, so when the great Confucians of the Guanwen Hall order, everyone will enter the 'Holy Literature Realm' with their minds and condense a new 'body'.
All of them are the literal background of the Venerable Realm, for the participants to write poems.
In other words, even if the innate realm enters it, as long as it can be composed into a poem, it can exert its power.
After that, within the Sacred Word Realm, a common enemy will appear, the Holy Beast.
The Sacred Text Beast is powerful, it is a defense that has reached the level of a true god, and every half an hour, it will launch a sweeping halo of sweeping light that covers all directions, attacking indiscriminately at the scholars and celebrities who have entered the True Literature Realm. And it's stronger than the last.
At the beginning, it was only the power of the Spirit Bridge Realm, but each time it increased by a large level, after three times, it would reach the power of the True God level. After that, it has maintained this power, unleashing it once every half an hour.
If the Sacred Beast is killed in the end, it will be ranked according to who inflicted damage on the Sacred Beast. If the Sacred Beast is not killed, but the Divine Thoughts of the Scholars are destroyed, they will be ranked according to the duration of their persistence.
"It's a fun poem. Shen Chai smiled slightly.
............
Just when Shen Chai entered the Hall of Talents to figure out the rules, in a certain exquisite and small pavilion group of the Yuehua Banquet, there were elegant pavilions standing here, towering into the clouds, which could take the entire Yuehua Banquet scene into the eyes.
Compared to the bustle of the Kanbunden, it is much quieter.
Wen Ya Pavilion is the best location of the attic group, and the most luxurious high-rise building.
Here are three young women dressed in rich costumes, sitting in a small living room. Sitting here are the three most honorable princesses of the Great Zhou, Princess Anle, Princess Qinghui, and Princess Anping.
There is a light curtain in the viewing hall. What is printed upside down on it is the lively scenes of the Yuehua Banquet.
"Why hasn't the competition in the Hall of Talents started yet, I'm almost sleepy when I wait. Princess Qinghui was the youngest, and complained in a milky voice. "Brother Huang and the teacher are really, they can't be faster, Sister Zixuan, don't you say?"
Zixuan raised her head from a pile of fruit bowls, and said vaguely, "Hmm, what did you just say, what did you say?" Ah, it's delicious...... You taste it. β
"Sister Zixuan, you are too unprincessed!" Princess Qinghui said dissatisfied. "You're like this, I'm afraid that Fan Gongzi won't dare to ask for you......"
Zixuan frowned, and a fruit suddenly flew out of her hand, and flew into the mouth of the heroine of Qinghui's announcement accurately.
"You can't stop your mouth when you eat! If you dare to talk nonsense, beware of begging for beating!"
Princess Qinghui's eyes widened, aggrieved, and hurriedly looked at Princess Anping in the middle. "Sister Yue, you see her bullying me again......"
"Alright. Princess Anping looked dignified, sat upright, and took a sip of tea slowly. "You two, as soon as you meet, you quarrel, and you all quarrel so much that I have a headache, so I can't stop for a while. β
"What's wrong with Fan Gongzi?" Princess Qinghui said with admiration. "In the future, he will inevitably inherit the title of King Wu, and Zuo Xiang is still his father, maybe he will continue to be Zuo Xiang's ...... in the future."
"Hmph, if you like that Fan Hongyi, then let you marry. Zixuan glared at Qinghui viciously. "Fan Hongyi is just under the shadow of his ancestors, and he has never even been on the battlefield, and I am disgusted when I see his hypocritical appearance......"
"Xuan'er. Princess Anping interrupted Zixuan to continue. "Beware of getting out there. β
"It's best to get it out. Zixuan snorted. "It's best to pass it on to Zuo Xiang's ears and let him die of this heart. β
"You ......" Princess Anping was quite helpless, although she was much older than Zixuan, but in terms of status and maternal power, she was not as favored as Zixuan.
"Look at the Guanwen Palaceβ" At this moment, Princess Qinghui suddenly pointed to the water curtain in the hall and shouted. "That champion Hou actually provoked Fan Gongzi. β
"What?" Zi Xuan suddenly looked up, and immediately took in the scene in the Guanwen Palace.
"Shameless. Zixuan suddenly scolded angrily. How smart she is, how can she not see that Zhang Wengu, who is Fan Hongyi's person, deliberately fell in front of her sweetheart in public, how could she bear it?
"This champion Hou is inevitably too self-conscious...... Princess Qinghui sneered twice, and was about to continue to say something, but found a cold aura coming from the left side, turned his head to meet Zixuan's indifferent gaze, and immediately subconsciously closed her mouth.
A head-sized fruit grows in the eye......
"Bang~" Princess Qinghui suddenly jumped up in fright and jumped to the side.
Princess Anping couldn't persuade her, so she simply closed her eyes and pretended not to see it.
"Sit down honestly, don't give me any more nonsense. Zixuan glanced at Princess Qinghui lightly.
"Know, know......" A trace of anger flashed in Princess Qinghui's eyes, but she didn't dare to say more.
Zi Xuan glanced at the other party lightly, and then continued to turn her head to look at the light curtain, with a trace of worry in her eyes.
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"Boom~" The doors of the three halls of talent closed, and the fourth prince Ji Dan and the seventh prince Ji Chen got up and spread the sound for thousands of miles, announcing that the competition in the hall of talents was the beginning.
The topics prepared by the three great Confucians for the scriptures and doctrines were also announced.
The scriptures are nothing, but the theme of the strategy is to startle everyone.
Because the content of this theme is exactly the 'ruined sect and abandoned temple' that has caused huge repercussions in the past few years!
Just when the outside world was talking about it.
Within the Sacred Realm.
On a wide grassland, Shen Chai's divine thoughts appeared on the grass out of thin air.
"This is the body within the Holy Literature Realm?" Shen Chai glanced around, and found that there was a majestic power floating in this body, which was composed of many small words. There is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him, which is no different from that in the hall, and his body's defense power is about the first level of the Venerable.
That is to say, with their bodies alone, each person can support themselves for an hour and a half at most under the attack of the Holy Beast, and the fourth time, if they can't write poetry, they will be eliminated. Shen Chai said secretly in his heart.
The Holy Beast attacks once in half an hour, the first time is the peak power of the Spirit Bridge, the second time is the peak power of the supernatural power, the third time is the peak power of the Venerable, and the fourth time is the level of the true god.
According to this rule, in the third time, I am afraid that many people will not be able to withstand it, because the physical defense power in this holy literature realm is only the first level of Venerable. Anything that has nothing to do with poetry cannot be used, and you can only use poetry to improve your strength.
"The Three Souls of the Divine Journey, the Seven Spirits have a spiritual spring......" A chanting voice came from Shen Chai's side. He turned his head to see that he was a white and pure scholar, writing "Strengthening the Body".
I saw that the tip of the pen flashed with a faint golden light, and then the font floated into the body, and in Shen Chai's perception, the white scholarly aura became significantly stronger, and the strength of the body instantly reached the peak state of the Venerable.
"What a powerful amplified poem. Shen Chai sighed slightly.
The poems of the Holy Word are divided into three categories: attack, defense, and amplification.
And this scholar's work is undoubtedly an amplified poem. With this holy word poem, I can at least survive the third round.
"Whew~" I saw that on the grassland not far ahead, the golden light was blooming, and many scholars and celebrities began to prepare poems to deal with the holy beast that was about to appear.
Those who were able to participate in the end of the Yuehua Banquet were not slow to respond, they all seized the time and refused to let go of the slightest opportunity. After all, if you can stand out, you will inevitably be favored by the bigwigs of the Guanwen Palace, and the future is immeasurable.
"Bang~" A young man's pen tip ink ball exploded in front of the left, and the entire holy page was abolished, and he nervously put down the pen again, but there were mistakes one after another. Shen Chai was keenly aware that this person's tone had dropped by about one percent. This is the consequence of the poetry that cannot be counterattacked.
"It seems that the consumption of culture is a little more economical. Shen Chai said secretly in his heart. "But I'm not worried about not succeeding. β
"Roar~" Just as Shen Chai was thinking, on the grassland in front of him, a huge voice gradually changed from faint to thick, and a giant beast that looked like a unicorn and was a hundred feet tall appeared in front of everyone.
The Holy Beast is coming!
"It's a terrible breath. Shen Chai's heart sank. The aura of the holy beast was like a vast ocean, and its momentum was amazing, almost like a true god!
Fortunately, the Holy Beast did not attack indiscriminately, but just stayed where it was.
At this time, someone began to move, and one after another golden light rushed towards the Holy Beast, impacting on the body of the Sacred Beast.
There are groups of gold-armored soldiers charging in line with guns, which is the poem "Breaking the Array" of the Holy Words attacking the enemy. There was a cold snap blowing, the wind was blowing, and someone attracted the weather of heaven and earth as an attack......
The sound of all kinds of chanting was endless, and Shen Chai also saw it eye-opening for a while.
Half an hour passed quickly.
"Knock~" The huge beast's hooves stomped suddenly, and a huge shock wave came from all directions, surging towards his body.
Shen Chai shook slightly, feeling his hand tremble, and the tip of the pen almost shifted.
"So much has been written, and it's pretty much it. Shen Chai muttered. "Take one and see how powerful it is. β
Shen Chai put away the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and immediately approached the holy text beast in front of him.
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