A drop of literati tears, the tentacles are very light and cool, turning into smoke, but it is just smoke.

But such a small literati tear, which looked no different from ordinary rain, smashed down ten star fragments with each drop, turned into ten big literary courages, and turned into thin and hard glazed tiles, to cover Baoyu's literary palace with a huge roof......

"That's not right!"

Baoyu's mind manifested the contents of the fragments of the stars, including farming, animal husbandry, machinery, and even the knowledge of foreign celebrities that he had learned in the 21st century.

However, it was precisely the story of Newton being smashed in the head by an apple in this first star fragment that caused him to ram his fist on the pillar of the gentleman's fire......

"The gentleman is fighting like fire, burn it for me, and melt the fragments of the fallen stars for me!"

Baoyu roared loudly, and the flames rushed violently into the sky, and this flame enveloped a trace of pure and yang breath of the Righteous Qi Heavenly Monument, and actually swept the glazed tiles covering the top into the sky, turning into a brilliant fragment of stars again!

"Something is wrong, something is not right at all! Since I remember the story of Newton who was smashed in the head by an apple, I should have some understanding of the theory of gravity, at the very least, I should remember the formulas of gravity! However, the knowledge is too general and vague!"

The 100,000 zhang gold man fully embodied Baoyu's anger, and the huge red gold fist smashed the literati's tears into a more dispersed mist.

A drop of literati tears is about to fall down ten star fragments, and these 10,000 literati tears will make meteors shoot at the time, and the entire Wengong world seems to have fallen into an infinite meteor shower......

"No! The gentleman is fighting like fire, burn it for me, burn it all back!"

The meteor fell, turning into a glazed golden tile, but it was burned into a literary gall by Baoyu, and it rushed to the sky and became a fragment of stars again, and the literati's tears were also steamed into mist, and they continued to sink into Baoyu's existing literary palace......

"I know one thing, but I don't know the other, I know it, but I don't know why? This kind of knowledge casts the Wengong Palace, which is equivalent to damaging my potential foundation, I Jia Baoyu, is not rare!"

Baoyu laughed, and suddenly understood why those Jinshi who were respected by the Eight Thousand Kingdoms had the strength to kill ordinary scholars. He did not hesitate to spend his talents, and even did not hesitate to damage the Wen Palace, but he continued to burn the 100,000 miles of Jintai, the Junzi's Five Elements Pillar, and the six cross-air beams.

I saw that the Five Elements Pillar began to taper, the cross-air beam began to smoke, and the 100,000-mile golden platform, which was the foundation, began to shrink slowly......

100,000 miles,

Ninety-nine thousand miles,

98,000 miles......

Suddenly!

The tears of the literati in the sky were like the methane gas in the pipes under Jinling City, and they exploded with a bang, and the 100,000 zhang golden people poured out a mouthful of golden liquid, and Baoyu's body outside was also cracked inch by inch, and his breath was pungent and bloody!

From ** to Lingling's injuries are so serious, Baoyu seems to have a ginseng fruit in his stomach, and immediately turns into dozens of hot and cold air, strong or weak, sour or sweet airflow, and rushes into the countless meridians of the body in an orderly manner.

These air currents also filled the whole body of the 100,000 zhang jin people, and they rushed several times, only to feel that there was no discomfort in the whole body, and there was no inappropriateness in the body. His mind was clear for a while, as if he had woken up from a dream after drinking and being half-drunk, but he was very energetic, and a wave of enlightenment rushed straight to the middle of his brain, as if he had opened the heavens, and there was a breath that rushed straight into his brain!

"West Wind Fierce ~~~"

The 100,000 zhang golden man unconsciously groaned, his tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, and he spit out big red and golden characters......

"The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost and the morning moon.

Frost and early moon, the sound of horses' hooves is broken, and the sound of trumpets is swallowed.

Xiongguan Maidao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning.

From the beginning, the mountains are like the sea......

The remnant sun is like blood!"

The red gold characters flew in the air, blooming with brilliance, and the fonts were gradually arranged in rows, and in Baoyu's eyes, it seemed to be a one-click typesetting, and instantly became a regular appearance.

However, the 100,000 zhang gold people stared at these big characters tightly, and the fonts rippled in the huge red gold eyes, floating, and scattered again, turning into scattered words!

The golden fonts of the outside world are also scattered, just one word after another, messy, unruly tilted, distorted, rippling!

Then, it turned into more scattered strokes!

This is......

Dot!

Across!

Vertical!

Discard!

Punch!

Raise!

Fold!

Hook!

Changing, changing, countless changes!

Every word of "Remembering Qin'e and Loushanguan" has become an ordinary stroke, and then it has to be composed again, forming dozens of fonts that have never appeared in the article!

"Touch bypass, this is touch bypass!"

Baoyu laughed, and his divine thoughts flew out of 100,000 zhang of gold, and when he stepped out, there was a lonely mountain cliff out of thin air, and he was standing on it......

The west wind is howling, and the geese are screaming in the sky!

Baoyu's spiritual robe was originally a kind of nothingness, but it was rustled by the even more empty west wind, and when he looked down, it was the iron horse that rumbled, about to crush the vast earth;

The mountain peaks in the distance are continuous, and the undulating Xiongguan is sandwiched by a round of sunset sunset, and it is as red as blood!

Seeing this kind of scenery, Baoyu's heart is surging, and he only feels open-minded, as if nothing in the world can stump him anymore!

The illusion disappeared, Baoyu was still standing on top of the head of the 100,000 zhang golden man, he looked at the Holy Path Golden Platform that had shrunk to 98,000 miles, and then looked at the many smaller, but it was also too strong and powerful, and the five elements pillars and cross-air beams flashed in his eyes.

Today, he had an epiphany,

Since then, the world has been very different!

"10,000 literati tears are all consumed, and I am still building a holy path, but it's worth it, it's worth it!"

Baoyu's uncontrollable mood fluctuated, and the indescribable cheerfulness, happiness, and excitement made him laugh uncontrollably.

He is still on the holy path, and he failed to break through the civil position of the top Jinshi, but today, he really has the capital to be respected by eight thousand countries!

Baoyu laughed and said: "Taizu's "Remembering Qin'e and Loushan Pass" opened Wenshan for me, and since then, I have become a student and embarked on the road of literati cultivation, but the article is only half-understood, and some comprehension is simply the surface of the dust!"

Finally, finally, Baoyu felt that he was a real literati, and at this moment, right here, he consumed 10,000 literati tears, and he finally figured out "Remembering Qin'e and Loushanguan", and even touched the bypass, dismantled the font, understood the meaning of the words, and blended it into his own knowledge!

From this day on, he is truly on the road to sanctification!

With the help of literati tears and righteous qi monuments, his knowledge has reached another one, and he can really touch the realm of everyone in the Five Dynasties!

"Everyone in the Five Dynasties is my teacher, and the disciple hereby tells Taizu that Baoyu is out of the teacher in the word "Remembering Qin'e and Loushanguan"!"

Laughing, Baoyu went out of Wenshan......

Baoyu opened his eyes and saw a thin layer of dust nearby, but he was the only one around him, which was spotless.

Baoyu's eyes widened in astonishment, stood up, and walked forward......

One step, one more step ahead of the dusty ground;

Two steps, the jasmine stand placed on one side of the room, a little hazy by dust, was instantly washed by clear water, and was wiped eight hundred times by the most careful maid;

In three steps, the door was pushed open violently, and Wang Lun was so frightened when he saw this scene.

He stared at Baoyu as if he were looking at a monster that shocked the world......

"Where the true literati are, the Burrow is not stained with dust?!!!!"

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