Chapter 662 Golden Dragon Stone Pillar
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The fourth inscription is a bit special.
Under the move of the word "majestic", a few lines of small characters are already waiting to be copied.
The outer fibula is used to fill the real body. Anti-void into the muddy, accumulate health for the male. Possess all things, and cross space.
Barren oil clouds, few long winds. Beyond the image, get it in the ring. Persistence is not strong, and it comes endlessly.
Without waiting for Zi Nian to choose what force to use to copy, the inscription chose the power of lightning himself! A strange light was like a knife shadow, and his fingers shook involuntarily, like a cow.
At a certain moment, I only felt that the vicissitudes of life had passed, and I had forgotten the time and self......
When Zi Nian came back to his senses, the last poor word was already complete, and he put pen to paper.
Swish!
A fifth inscription followed.
It is exactly the word "dome". The dome is four fields, the sky is vast and the water is vast, the clouds are wide at the bottom of the river, and the west wind breaks the geese. The stars are shining, the dragons and snakes are dancing! Interstellar, golden light!
This must be the power of the rainbow!
Zinian copied word by word, every word seemed to be called out of the heart, and every force seemed to pour out of the bones, is it copying, or the original post?
Zi Nian couldn't tell the difference, he didn't have any thoughts and distractions in his heart, he just wanted to keep writing and writing.
After the fifth inscription has passed, the sixth inscription has only the word "high ancient".
Zi Nian's hand fell, and when the ancient characters were put away, there was a sudden surge in his chest, and a few lines of small words were added:
Freaks multiply the truth, holding the hibiscus. The catastrophe is empty. The moon rises in the east, and the wind follows each other.
Taihua night blue, people smell the bell. Void and spiritual, out of the seal. The Huang Tang Dynasty is alone, and the Xuanzong is down.
The five inscriptions had passed, and Zi Nian was finally able to take a few steps forward in place.
Then, four inscriptions without any signs appeared around at the same time, and the blank tablet surface, how could Zi Nian copy?
Zi Nian used the power of the wood, left and right his hands, and wrote the feelings in his heart at this moment.
One is "natural":
Pick up the neighbors, don't take the neighbors. All the way is right, and the spring is started. If the flowers bloom, such as looking forward to the new year.
True or not, strong and easy to impoverish. The secluded people are empty mountains, and they are harvested through the rain. Thin words and understanding, long Tianjun.
One is "Kuangda":
The living are 100 years old, and they are very different. Joy is short, sorrow is much. How to respect wine, day by day.
Flowers cover the eaves, and the rain passes. The wine is poured out, and the cane is singing. There is no ancient, and the south mountains are e'a.
Zi Nian also found that he could write with both hands, and what he wrote was engraved, even more profound than other inscriptions.
There are still two blanks, and the mood has long been ethereal.
ULTRAYI:
The spirit of the bandit god is very small. Such as the white clouds, the breeze and return. If it is far away, it is no longer coming. There are few deeds, and they are ultimately contrary to the vulgar. Chaotic mountain trees, green moss fragrant. The recitation of the thought, the more the sound of the voice.
Sadness:
The wind swept the water, and the trees were destroyed. Fit for hardship and want to die, and can't rest. A hundred years old is like a stream, rich and cold. The avenue is mourning, if it is a hero. The strong man flicked his sword, and mourned. Xiao Xiao leaves fall, rain leaking moss.
Closing the hand, the palm, and the inscriptions are in their respective places, a total of nine inscriptions, constantly rotating around the purple year, and the purple year is deeply immersed in it, as if it has been reborn, feeling the subtlety and subtlety.
Close your eyes, as if you have come to the beginning of heaven and earth, someone has opened up the world, formed rivers, lakes and seas, mountains and rivers, and all life began to form and continue......
When I opened my eyes again, the nine inscriptions had long since disappeared, and there were two rows of stone pillars several zhang high around me, and one by one dragon carvings circled up, vivid, vivid, as if alive.
Guide the purple year to continue to move forward.
According to rough estimates, there are hundreds of stone pillars, and each pillar hovers a dragon, and each dragon is different.
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