"Don't be too greedy. ”

"It's not greed, it's that I don't have a lot of time. ”

Baoyu's subordinates didn't stop, and soon wrote to the place of 'Warm Wine Cutting Huaxiong', and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's longevity is not much, don't look at me to get the gold medal for avoiding death, and the limelight is increasing day by day, but if the great prince Shui Buyu ascends to the big treasure, he wants to kill people, will the royal Confucianism still admonish each other with death?"

I had to increase my literary name so that my cultivation could be faster, so I wrote a lot of poems to increase my talent, just to write the fifth chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". ”

Hearing this, the old master was shocked.

"You have already become a lifter, or have you condensed your courage in Baizhang Wenshan, and opened a second Wenshan, but you just gathered enough talent?

It's impossible, it's just a fifth round, how can you consume so much talent?"

This time, Baoyu did not speak, but took out a ten-button piece of paper and wrote out the poem 'Warm Wine Kills Huaxiong'.

"The first skill of the mighty Qiankun, the drum of the Yuanmen painting is knocking.

Yun Chang stopped Shi heroically, and when the wine was still warm, he cut Huaxiong. ”

is just a limerick poem, but it drains Baoyu's entire literary courage, including all the talents of the newly opened Wenshan.

The old master looked up in amazement, but saw that Baoyu directly dispersed the vision of heaven and earth, and only absorbed the spiritual spring of talent.

Only then did Baoyu stop the fire, slowly recover his talent reserves, and said with a smile: "Each poem runs through the whole text of 120 times and 640,000 words, how much talent do you say consumed?"

After that, Baoyu wrote the rest of the articles with ordinary pen and paper, and her heart was extremely happy.

Since 'Warm Wine Chopping Huaxiong' can be written, then the ones at the end of the retrospect can naturally be written slowly.

Although it takes some time, each poem can increase its strength and spread its reputation, which is really worth it!

{Lü Bu's military horses rushed to the pass, followed by Xuande, Guan, and Zhang.} The ancients once had a saying, which single-handedly said that Xuande, Guan, and Zhang fought against Lu Bu:}

At this point, Baoyu stopped writing again, spread out a ten-button paper on the table, and walked to the bed.

The old master hurriedly laughed and said, "Lack of talent?"

"yes, I'll write it tomorrow. ”

"The old man can restore your talent, what benefits do you give?"

The old master asked for benefits with a calm face, and Baoyu was not fooled, and he had to sleep with his clothes closed.

"Hey,"

The old master was in a hurry, and with a little finger, Baoyu felt that his talent was surging, and he recovered all his talent reserves in an instant.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a ghost and spirit born of heaven and earth!"

Baoyu praised and returned to the side of the table to continue writing.

The old master snorted and said, "I can only help you recover your talent and write chapters, but the recovered talent cannot be used in battle, otherwise it will damage your potential foundation." ”

"It's okay, I'll have to trouble you to recover a few more times, well, about six. ”

Baoyu spoke casually, but he didn't know his own words, which frightened the old master's face.

"Six, six more times?"

The old master patted his arm, gritted his teeth and said, "Cheng, this old man is out of the way, I have to see what is going on in this fifth round!"

He watched Baoyu raise the fire and Wu Chihao, the pen is like a dragon flying and the phoenix dances, and the 'Baoyu body' passed down from generation to generation is extremely strong and beautiful, as if watching people paint, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

What made the old master care more was the chapter written by Baoyu.

"The days of the Han Dynasty are Huan Ling, and the scorching red sun will tilt westward.

The traitor Dong Zhuo abolished the young emperor, and Liu Xie was cowardly and frightened. ”

At this point, Baoyu has consumed three points of talent, and it doesn't matter.

Cao Cao spread the word to the world, and the princes were angry and raised troops.

Yuan Shao was appointed as the leader of the alliance and vowed to support the royal family to establish peace. ”

Writing this, Baoyu has consumed ninety percent of his talent, and it is no big deal.

I saw Baoyu continue to write, and said in his mouth: "Please restore your talent, the consumption will be greater later." ”

"Wait,"

The old master was surprised: "You are going to write a whole article, bastard, the old man can only recover your talent when you are resting, you ......

Hurry up and throw away the fire black, otherwise the follow-up of the chapter will be weak, and if it blows up, you will be seriously injured!"

Hearing this, Baoyu stopped writing in amazement and wanted to flee outside the house.

"Damn, didn't you say it earlier, I thought the old master was very capable.......

Baoyu's eyes were red, he had already written the following four words 'Wenhou Lu Bu', all his talent was consumed, and he didn't even have the ability to add righteous energy!

The poem stops halfway, and the chapter flickers and is irritable, and it is about to explode.

Seeing that unstable state, Baoyu grabbed the old master and let the old master escape from the room......

"Are you going to blow up?"

Running out of the small courtyard, Baoyu asked fearfully.

The old master was stunned and replied: "It stands to reason that it should have been blown up a long time ago, but fortunately, the old man is here, just blow up a few wings, and pay some silver." ”

In this regard, Baoyu scoffed.

They waited for a while, but they didn't hear the explosion, and the chamber was intact.

After discussing for a while, they let the old master protect them and walked to the wing room together.

Their pace was very slow, and they all paid attention to the situation in the wings, but they did not notice a foggy atmosphere, which gradually enveloped the entire inn.

It seems that it is just an ordinary night fog, and it can't arouse anyone's doubts.......

Baoyu asked the old master to restore his talent, and he was full of righteousness, and cautiously entered the wing.

I saw that the chapters on the bamboo paper were very quiet, and the handwriting on them was flashing with golden light, as if it was original golden light, but it didn't seem to be.

It's a different kind of feeling, very grand and long-lasting.

"What is this?" asked Baoyu in a low voice.

The old master shook his head and stepped forward to watch. I saw that the handwriting in front had nothing to do with the so-called, but the four big characters of 'Wenhou Lu Bu' in the back fluctuated, and a small point of light appeared.

The point of light gradually expanded, reflecting the green mountains and green waters, making Debaoyu's eyes suddenly widen.

"This is Qinglu Mountain!"

Baoyu exclaimed.

Before he could react, the light suddenly filled the room, and a woman covered with black gauze showed her figure.

This woman was holding Fang Tian's halberd, stepping on golden dragon boots, and wearing a golden armor painted with dragons and phoenixes, which made her feel like a mortal general, mighty and extraordinary.

The woman stood proudly on the top of the mountain, as if she was closing her eyes to recuperate, but she suddenly opened her eyes, and it was also full of golden light!

"Luo Changying!"

Baoyu was even more surprised.

Writing a poem by yourself, how could Luo Changying manifest herself?

And this is the scene of the manifestation of Qinglu Mountain, not a phantom made of talent!

The old master also watched the scene manifest, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and he pulled Baoyu and retreated.

But no matter how hard he pulled, he couldn't pull Baoyu with supreme power, and he was even glared at by Luo Changying's eyes, and he flew upside down with blood.

At this time, Luo Changying opened her cherry lips.

She is a woman, and Baoyu is also accustomed to Luo Changying's black veil under the cool witty words like a warbler's cry, but at this time, the voice is extremely clear, carrying thousands of arrogance, and there is supreme hegemony to dominate the world.

Just the sound makes Baoyu feel that heaven and earth are like square inches;

Hundreds of millions of Li people are just ants in an ant's nest.

"This saint has fallen for many years, who awakens this saint?"

Luo Changying stared at Baoyu, and her golden eyes saw through Baoyu's skin, bones, and even thoughts, all of which were completely gone!

She smiled happily: "Wenhou Lu Bushi is incomparable, and his talents are praised all over the world!"

Okay, well, since it is a praise for this saint, this saint will not worry about you and other juniors, this saint is not even a remnant soul, and it can't be awakened for too long......

Hmm, it's too far away, and this saint can't give you any benefits? What a loss of face for this saint......"

The voice gradually deepened, and the golden light gradually converged, Luo Changying sighed suspiciously, looked around, grabbed Fang Tian's painting halberd, and flew away in the direction of the library of the Qinglu Mountain Academy of Literature.

The picture also shattered, but the only glimmer of golden light swept through the inside and outside of the chamber like a breeze.

Yes, it was like a breeze, but when the golden light dissipated, the whole wing collapsed with a bang.

Even if he had righteous qi to protect his body, Baoyu's body crackled, and most of the bones in his body were shattered.

"Leyang Shen, the old master of herbal medicine ......., you, you, tell me, is there really a martial saint in this world?"

Baoyu almost cried, and the little bit of golden light swept away, and all his talents were swept away.

was even swept by the golden light once, his own courage and Wenshan were trembling, and with a little sense, he knew that he couldn't mobilize his talent for three or five hours.

But all his bones were shattered!

If you don't dare to move, if you do, you will be paralyzed all at once......

The old master came back with blood foaming, and his head was bruised, which helped Baoyu recover his talent.

It's nothing in this regard, but erasing the influence of that little bit of golden light on talent makes the old master sweat and panting.

He coughed twice and said perfunctorily, "What martial saint? ”

"You don't come to this set! Everyone has said that it's just a wisp of remnant soul that is not a thing, thousands of miles away, this can make the most advanced ghost elf like you drain your strength.......

Bastard, just tell me, whether Lu Bu is a martial saint or not!"

Baoyu used the exit to form a chapter, fixed his bones like an old bamboo, and asked about the martial saint.

But obviously, the old master was unwilling to speak.

And the old master smiled bitterly for a while, pointed in the direction of the courtyard gate, and said in a more bitter voice: "The old man thinks that Yu Qi is immersed in the horror of seeing the saint, you might as well think about how to save your own little life." ”

Baoyu was stunned, he was shaken by the golden light, and only then did he remember

Why is there such a big commotion, but no one comes?

Why did he call Le Yangshen, but no one answered?

Why...... How quiet will the courtyard be? Will it be a pin drop?

His neck rattled and he managed to turn his head.

Then, he asked dryly, "Old Master, you didn't even remind me?"

"I was also oppressed by the Martial Saint and my mind was ......"

suddenly said that he leaked his mouth, and the old master couldn't care, so he could only block it forward, and said bitterly: "You still have to think about how to save your life first, the old man is a ghost and elf with a talent illusion, so he can't make a move on literati, nor can he make a move on pure creatures like Fairy Baixia......

The old man wants to save you, but he really can't save you. ”

Hearing this, Baoyu's brain tingled.

How to save your life?

He saw the black lady standing in the courtyard gate, looking at him quietly;

He saw that half of the black lady's gown was snow-white, half was jet-black, and her hair was also half black and half white from the middle.

Extremely beautiful, extremely bewitching, full of an indescribable temptation.

However, it is also full of cold killing machines.

"Second Master Bao, run! Damn, Brother Yan and I have both sucked out half of our essence blood, old master, it's all your sin!"

Zhiqiu Yiye screamed weakly, and there was unwillingness in his eyes.

If he and Yan Chixia hadn't been controlled by the old master, how could they have been sucked out of half of their essence blood without any resistance?

When the white mist swelled, the lifters stumbled, and they sensed that the breath was wrong, and hurriedly used the Taoist breathing technique.

With their skills, they are not afraid of this little Baixia fairy!

However, helplessly, they were controlled in shape, and most of their essence blood was sucked out in just an instant.

Yan Chixia is even worse than him, I'm afraid that she will lose half of her old life......

Hearing Zhiqiu Yiye's shout, Baoyu could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

Escape?

How did he escape?

How could he escape!

The people were stunned, Zhiqiu Yiye and Yan Chixia were seriously injured and fell to the ground, and he himself was also seriously injured......

Even if he is in good health, can he leave everyone behind and just want to save his life?

He can't do the thing of abandoning his friends and running for their lives!

So, Baoyu summoned ten thousand taels of gentlemen's swords and held the sword in his hand;

The floral soft topaz square inkstone was also thrown out, and several pieces of ten-button paper bloomed with golden light, all of which were original for the first edition;

At the same time, two silver-shiny pieces of paper also flew gently to his chest......

"The first silver page, the original golden light?"

The black lady's voice was delicate and evil.

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