"It is difficult to climb Shu Mountain. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info cultivating immortals, difficult, difficult, difficult! ”

"Immortal words, children of immortals, extraordinary people can be described as extraordinary."

"The immortals also said that they are poor, cheap, and wasteful, and they can't get in!"

"Three words, cut off people's fate, ruthless, ruthless!"

……

Bai Hao held the stone in his hand tightly and wrote this poem on the wall with resentment. Then, the unthinkable suddenly happened in front of everyone's eyes. I saw that the moment Bai Hao finished writing this poem, the wall suddenly shone with golden light.

Climbing Shu Mountain, difficult. Cultivating immortals, difficult, difficult, difficult!

Immortals say, children of immortals, extraordinary people.

The immortal also said, poor, cheap, waste, can't enter!

In a few words, the fate of people is broken, ruthless, ruthless, ruthless!

……

Although the battle of this poem is not very neat, it can even be said to be very sloppy. However, the meaning of this poem shocked the onlookers.

In three words, dare to judge the people of the immortals.

In a few words, dare to talk about the injustices in the world!

Who is not convinced by such arrogance?

……

In short, as soon as this word appeared, the entire central pedestrian street exploded. People were flushed with excitement and trembling and talking.

What does he mean by what he wrote? Did you know? ”

"How could you not know!"

"What he probably meant, doesn't it mean that people from Shushan are unreasonable, don't accept the poor, lowly status, and waste people?"

"How so? Doesn't that cut us off? ”

"That's right, so he also said that the future of people is ruthless!"

"Is this true or fake?"

"Can there be any fake?"

……

Wow -

The power of the people was strong, and soon, the news spread throughout Dengxian City. And Bai Hao himself quietly hid after writing this poem.

In the inn.

Haotian was drinking a little wine, and suddenly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said, "Why is it so noisy outside?" ”

When Long Quan heard this, he walked to the window and looked down, only to find countless people gathered outside the inn, shouting something. Looking at their expressions, it was as if someone had stolen eight million.

"Elder Haotian, I'll go down and take a look." Long Quan had a bad premonition in his heart, but he still whispered.

"Well, let's go down and have a look." Haotian Dao.

……

Long Quan walked downstairs, and before he could stand firm, a thunderous roar rushed into his ears: "My lord, why don't you hold a new conference?" Why and why are you booked? My lord, if you don't give us an explanation today, we will make a fuss in Dengxian City, roar roar! ”

When Long Quan heard this, his body shook suddenly.

How did they know?

How do they know?

……

Long Quan's face was stunned, he just finished talking about not opening a new conference, how did these ordinary people know? Although Longquan looks down on these ordinary people very much, they work together to make trouble, and they will definitely not be able to eat well.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about!" Long Quan said angrily.

"My lord, we're not talking nonsense. If you don't believe it, you can see it when you go to the central pedestrian street. Some in the crowd yelled with red faces and thick necks. They put all their life's hopes on the Naxin Conference, and at this moment, it is no wonder that they are not angry when they hear the news of the cancellation of the Naxin Conference.

"You Diao people, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will destroy you!" Long Quan said angrily.

"How dare you, there are so many of us, how many can you kill?"

"Yes, if there is a seed, you will kill us all."

……

There was no shortage of people in the crowd, and when they heard such words at this moment, they immediately scolded angrily. Long Quan listened to the scolding of these people, his face turned blue with anger, but there was nothing he could do.

Kill them all, he wouldn't dare.

……

Just when Longquan was in a dilemma, suddenly, a voice came from upstairs, saying, "Longquan, what's going on down there?" ”

When Long Quan heard this, his face turned bitter, and he said hesitantly: "No, it's nothing, it's just some people who are making trouble here." Please rest assured, Elder Haotian, I will tell them to leave immediately. ”

"Oh? Diao Min? ”

Haotian's voice suddenly rose a little, making Long Quan break out in a cold sweat. Long Quan was about to explain something, but unexpectedly, Haotian had slowly walked down from the upper floor.

He glanced lightly at the troublesome crowd, then at Long Quan, and said, "Say, what's the matter?" ”

"Elder Hui Haotian, this is ......"

Soon, someone told Elder Haotian everything about the matter. When Elder Haotian found out, he didn't say anything to the gathered people, but said gently, "Everyone, take me to the Central Pedestrian Street." ”

"Roar, roar, roar—"

When the people heard this, they thought that Elder Haotian was willing to compromise, and immediately yelled excitedly. Seeing this, Long Quan, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but roll his eyes and secretly scolded the idiots and fools.

……

Haotian and the excited people came to the central pedestrian street, and as soon as they arrived, Haotian saw the golden wall. Just a little glance, his heart swelled with turbulence.

"It is difficult to climb Shu Mountain. Cultivating immortals, difficult, difficult, difficult! ”

"Immortal words, children of immortals, extraordinary people can be described as extraordinary."

"The immortals also said that they are poor, cheap, and wasteful, and they can't get in!"

"Three words, cut off people's fate, ruthless, ruthless!"

……

The more he looked at it, the more ups and downs in Haotian's heart became. Such concise and concise words and sentences are definitely not something that ordinary people can make, could it be that the great Confucians of the four major scholars are here?

"Who wrote this poem?" Haotian asked with a shock.

"Well, it's a boy who is no more than fourteen years old. He looks a little scruffy, like a beggar? Someone just saw Bai Hao's writing, and immediately stood up and replied.

"Fourteen? Beggar? No way! Haotian exclaimed.

"It's true, I saw it too."

"I saw it too."

……

The proof of a person in the crowd made Haotian speechless. To be honest, Haotian didn't believe it at all, this poem was written by a teenager who was only fourteen years old. Especially, in full view of all of them. What a strong psychological quality and strong literary skills this must be!

"There's a ghost on this wall!" Haotian took a deep breath, and suddenly came out with such a sentence that he didn't know what he meant. Long Quan said slightly unhappily: "Elder Haotian, what's the big deal with this poem, I can also write it." ”

"Just you?" Haotian is not without contempt.

Long Quan was a little weak-hearted by Haotian, and immediately didn't dare to say more. Haotian sneered and said, "Although this poem is saying that we are wrong, it is also reasonable. The cancellation of the new meeting is not in line with the rules in the first place, so I announce that the new meeting will be held as usual in the near future. ”

"Well, I wish I could meet the person who wrote this poem in person."

The word came out, and the golden light was shining. Talent, what a talent! ”

……

Elder Haotian was amazed, and his eyes stared at the wall, as if he wanted to see something. Seeing this, Long Quan was already depressed and wanted to vomit blood. He still wanted to behave well in front of Elder Haotian, who knew that he would see his most embarrassed and ignorant side.

The more he thought about it, the more unhappy Long Quan became. He glared at the big words on the wall hatefully, and scolded in a low voice: "Let me know who it is, I will definitely dismantle it in eight pieces, and dare to spoil my good deeds, hum!" ”