[It's impossible to be only six feet tall, absolutely impossible!The level of this poem has not yet reached the level of Xuanhe!]

Baoyu studied for a long time, but he didn't find a clue.

Simply, I took out the bamboo paper and transcribed the third chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Until the end of the third round......

Yuan Shao, a lieutenant of the Chinese Military Academy, stepped forward and said: "I have not been on the throne for a few years, and I have not lost my morality;

Zhuo said angrily: "The affairs of the world are mine! Who would dare to disobey me now! Do you disregard my sword?"

Yuan Shao also drew his sword and said: "Your sword is sharp, my sword is not disadvantaged!"

The two faced each other at the feast.

Writing here, Baoyu put down his pen and stopped inking.

Suddenly, a crimson horse galloped from the ten-button paper next to it, although it was small, but its hair and demeanor were all lifelike.

The red rabbit flicked his mane violently, and the talent like a rain of arrows reflected this stack, writing the bamboo paper of the third chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

I saw that at the end of this third round, there was suddenly a desolate and simple color,

Like bronze, very sharp.

On top of the paper, a sharp sword slowly floated.

Baoyu suddenly laughed and said, "I see!"

It's no wonder that the famous poems describing the red rabbit horse have a level of Xuanhe.

It turns out that the poems in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" are very closely related to the entire Romance.

is carried by the whole text, and the poem is the carrier of talent. And the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" he transcribed, although there are too many words and cannot be as full of talent as a strategy, he can use the talent of the poems in it to conjure up incomparable power.

[Any article, even if it is a ninth-rate or limerick poem, is not useless, this Confucian Great Zhou, the vision is really too narrow. 】

Baoyu thought of the Tang Dynasty that the old master said, and then looked at the Zhang Hui body that had not appeared in the Confucian Great Zhou, and slowly fell into contemplation.

And at this time, a whole sharp sword has been completely manifested.

I saw that the hilt of this sword was pitch black, slender, without a gauntlet, and the front end was directly a sword blade with a bright silver body, flashing with a sharp and domineering cold light.

Between heaven and earth, it was suddenly like a big bell and a big drum, and two intoxicating words were sonorous.

The name of the sword is in the sky, kill the dragon and win the knight!

The sword of the hegemon, unparalleled in the world!

Heavenly Sword?

It turned out to be the Heavenly Sword!

This name really makes Baoyu thunder!

Baoyu hurriedly stepped forward, raised his palm, and was about to hold the hilt of the Heavenly Sword.

But the palm of his hand was grabbed, but he grabbed it empty, as if the sword was just a phantom, and he couldn't hold it at all.

"What's going on?"

Baoyu pondered.

And at this time, the entire Qinglu Mountain was shaken by the sound of this bell and drum.

Liu Zhenhai, the master of strategy, was talking about talent and learning with the calligraphy master, and when he heard this voice, the two looked at each other and couldn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, Liu Zhenhai said dryly: "The sword of the hegemon, killing the dragon and seizing the lord, who made the thing, in our place, is it really dead?"

The calligrapher shook his head and said: "If you talk about the chapter of swordsmanship, Jia Sanjia is the first today, but Jia Sanjia is far away in Jinling, who came up with a sword of a hegemon who kills dragons?"

"It doesn't matter who made it, anyway, I think if it weren't for the backstage being hard enough, this guy wouldn't be able to live. ”

"That's right, it's a hegemon and a dragon killer, if you have any hope of survival with Jia Yucun in Jinling City, at least Jia Yucun is reasonable. But in our case, that Baron Jinshi is really unreasonable. ”

"Only women and villains are difficult to raise ......"

"Shhhhh

The two masters shrank their heads and simply hung up a sign that they were studying behind closed doors, and no one wanted to pay attention to it.

And in a quiet valley in the back mountain, Mo Huan, the master of the few masters, looked up at the sky and sighed abruptly: "What are you doing? What kind of wit is this! Isn't it chaotic enough!"

simply closed the small courtyard of the hut, leaving only a palm-sized hole above his head, so that he could still look up at the stars at night.

"Which one doesn't want to die, provoke Luo Changying's domineering woman for no reason. I pierced through the white clouds just now, so that I can't see the clouds rolling in the clouds, if this hits at night, won't it delay my reasoning about the rotation of the stars, and the reincarnation of all things?"

"Well, whoever it is, it's all dead anyway. ”

Several masters have their own ideas, but they do things surprisingly consistently.

That Luo Changying, no one dared to provoke them, and they all hung up signs for closed-door reading.

Moreover, it is obvious that this habit of not hiding from disasters or difficulties, that is, to avoid Luo Changying, is passed down from top to bottom.

I saw that the academicians who were still fighting were all stunned, and they were full of curiosity when they looked at each other.

"Who did it?"

"I think it could be Brother Bao. ”

"No, such a formation, well, it's really possible that Brother Bao made a fuss, but it is also possible that someone is passing by. ”

"That's right, someone must be passing by, so we won't be involved?"

"Of course I don't participate, I am a bully and a dragon killer, and I obviously want to annoy Luo Changying. ”

"Well, truce!"

"Go back, hang up the sign of reading behind closed doors, don't be a punching bag for Luo Changying!"

So, the academicians said goodbye 'amicably'.

At this time, Baoyu was still frowning and thinking.

A sharp sword appeared out of thin air, but it couldn't be reached or touched, so what's the use of coming out?

Baoyu was thinking about it, and suddenly felt that something was not right, and looked to the side, but it was Wang Shanbao and the attacker who stiffened in place with strange expressions, as if they couldn't move.

"Don't worry, old man, I just don't want to be argued. ”

As he spoke, the old master quickly flipped through Baoyu's manuscript.

"Romance of the Three Kingdoms? This style of writing is a bit difficult to get into the elegant hall, but it is really beautiful and fascinating!"

The old master finished reading the first three times, and he couldn't get enough of it, looking at the bamboo paper left by Baoyu.

The blank space above really made the old master seem to have eaten half of the indescribable food, but the rest was snatched away, and his saliva was about to flow out.

"What about the back? Did Yuan Shao get killed by Dong Zhuo? What beautiful things did the three righteous brothers of Taoyuan do?"

The old master is impatient, and he just wants to finish reading "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in one go.

Baoyu shrugged her shoulders and smiled bitterly, "I haven't finished writing yet." ”

"Then hurry up and write!"

The old master quickly took out a strip of ink and a stack of papers, stuffed them into Baoyu, and stared at Baoyu with hope.

Baoyu just wanted to shake his head, but at first glance, he saw the ink strip and the paper, and quietly stuffed them into his arms, wanting to write with ordinary paper and ink.

[Atmosphere, the atmosphere of the old master's courtyard!]

Baoyu secretly laughed.

The stack of papers given by the old master was snow-white, and it was clearly five hundred taels of ten-button paper, at least twenty sheets;

And the fast ink strip, the whole body is like warm jade, exuding a refreshing fragrance, it should be the famous Lushan pine smoke ink.

Although it is not a lack of sinful ink, this Lushan pine smoke ink without the resentment of the Baixia Fairy is already the best object in the spirit grease ink, and it is a good treasure that can write a chapter at the level of ten cities!

[Okay, good, someone will send a pillow when sleepiness comes. I just used a little bit of excellent ink to write "Linjiang Immortal". With this Lushan pine smoke ink, as long as you turn out a few chapters of the Ten Cities, you can quickly smelt Wenshan!]

For the sake of 'benefits', Baoyu put down the matter of Yitian Sword for the time being, spread out the bamboo paper, and wanted to transcribe the fourth chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

But suddenly, a cloud of blood rolled in the sky,

A surging aura instantly crushed the solid house made of pure wood.

There was a crackling sound around them, and the large logs that made up the house twisted, snapped, and shattered into pinpoint-sized sawdust powder.

Baoyu only had time to pull the attacker and Wang Shanbao over, and the surrounding space was clang, and it shook into a chaotic space with countless pitch-black cracks.

Luo Changying, dressed in armor and uniform, held a three-zhang long Fang Tian painting halberd, and slowly fell from the sky.

And next to Luo Changying, there was Luo Chanjuan who couldn't persuade and looked anxious.

"Brother Bao, you are really good at finding trouble, so you will not let go of my parents, right?"

Luo Chanjuan seemed to be angry and scolded, but she kept giving Baoyu a look, wanting Baoyu to make a gift and apologize, and if she went around again, the matter would be over.

But Luo Changying obviously didn't give Baoyu such a chance.

I saw Luo Changying roaring loudly, painting a halberd like a dragon, shooting directly at Baoyu's face.

"The Sword of the Overlord, Killing the Dragon and Winning the Lord, you are stepping on this girl's head in front of the entire Qinglu Mountain Academy and the face of the eight hundred demon clans in the entire Qinglu Mountain Range!"

"Jia Baoyu, you really don't know whether you live or die!"

Baoyu smiled wryly, he really didn't think so.

It is really very wronged to say this.

And on the side, the expression of the old master can also drip bitterly.

Previously, Luo Changying's oppressive power, although he protected Fang Yuan, but at this time, Luo Changying had already made a move with anger, and even used Fang Tian's halberd.

I'm afraid that even he can't take this blow easily.

"Long tassels, and slow hands. ”

While persuading, the old master quickly wrote poems.

With the academician position of the old master, he was forced to use paper to resist Luo Changying's Fang Tian's halberd.

"The bottom of the lush stream is pine, and the seedlings are away from the mountain.

With the diameter of the stem, the shade of this hundred feet. ”

In an instant, the two lines of poetry were shot, and the mountains were all over the field, and countless rattans suddenly poured in.

Countless rattans and thorns condensed into a palm-sized shield in front of Lao Zhangyuan and Baoyu and others.

At the same time, more thorns and rattans wrapped around Luo Changying's Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd and Luo Changying's Halberd were fiercely locked on the entire Qinglu Mountain Range.

"It's a big deal to lock people up with the whole mountain range!" Baoyu exclaimed.

"Do you still have time to sigh, think about how to make the long tassel extinguish the real fire!"

The old master sighed helplessly.

Baoyu pursed her lips and said coldly: "Let her extinguish the real fire?" smashed my house for no reason, this is going to kill me again, and I still have to apologize to her?"

"People are under the roof, you have to bow your head!"

"It also depends on when,"

Baoyu's voice became colder and colder, and her eyes were cold and black.

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