Baoyu took a step back and motioned for Wang Chengjiu to invite out the saint and half-saint......

According to the rules of the Collision Palace, whoever challenges must come forward to invite a saint or a half-saint.

This is very dangerous, if you are not happy with those beings, you will be seriously injured if you snort, and if people happen to be in the wrong mood, they will not be cheeky at all, and they may kill the saints......

Wang Chengjiu's old face immediately stiffened, he was two liters higher than Baoyu, can a saint and a half-saint look at him comfortably?

Jia Baoyu is a holy path jinshi, and the relationship should be closer, and the saints and half-saints will not be partial?

It's miserable, it's tragic, it's helpless......

Wang Chengjiu felt that he seemed to have forced himself into a dead place?

"You made an appointment with the war officer, you should come!"

Wang Chengjiu is completely shameless.

Baoyu also spit out two words very neatly: "Don't do it." ”

He made an appointment to fight Wu Neng, Wang Chengjiu jumped out by himself, why did he suffer such a loss?

Therefore, Baoyu smiled and pointed to the head that was still held by Wang Chengjiu, and the meaning was self-evident.

Either please the saint, or you will never have a chance to take revenge in your life, whatever you want, I, Jia Baoyu, don't care......

Wang Chengjiu almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and said viciously: "If the invitation to the saint is successful, this official will definitely completely crush your Wen Palace." ”

"It's always the official, the official, are you bothered? I'm still the lord!"

Baoyu snorted, and said leisurely: "Lord Ben will definitely not be able to beat you now, but if you collide with the Wen Palace, you really can't say ......."

He raised his hand and laughed deeply: "Come and ask a few titled demon generals, it's just a matter of succeeding in inviting the saint, if the invitation to the saint fails, this lord has enough reasons to kill him." ”

"No!"

Strange laughter sounded one after another, and the golden hairpin Cainiang, the one-eyed wolf and the old mandrill fell behind Baoyu together, and to Baoyu's surprise, Jia Zheng also came.

The officials on Wu Neng's side were immediately agitated, but at this time, it seemed that the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded......

Shui Beyu strode over, laughing as he walked: "Come alone to be a witness, the Liang Jinshi will fight the foundation of the Jinshi against the Wengong, if the saint fails, he will not be wronged if he is beheaded!"

Wu Neng couldn't provoke Shui Bu Si, so he hurriedly led people back, leaving only Wang Chengjiu holding a head.

It's desolate, it's miserable, it's pitiful and sad,

However......

"Shangshu Taijia" has a saying: Heavenly sins are forgivable, but self-inflicted sins cannot live. Since he has done something that hinders education and frames him, he is inevitably guilty of living and a capital crime...... That's no escape!

Wang Chengjiu glanced back at Wu Neng and his colleagues who had conspired in the past, smiled bitterly at Baoyu, and hissed: "Good! Very good! Great good! I, Wang Chengjiu, will definitely die today, however, you Jia Baoyu can't stay in the Wen Palace!"

He threw himself to the ground, held the head in his hand, and shouted wildly: "Wang Chengjiu, with the pain of losing his son, implore Lu Ji Half-Sage to uphold justice and let Wansheng collide with Baoyu Xiaoer in the Wen Palace!"

The door of the head fell to the ground, which is one of the nine knocks in the three worships and nine knocks;

Bang again, two out of nine;

The third time,

Fourth,

Fifth ......

There was silence all around, and everyone waited in awe.

Baoyu really wanted to dub Wang Chengjiu, the kind of croaking, crow flying by.

Obviously, it was useless to bow three times and knock nine times, and the half-saint Lu Ji didn't bother to pay attention to him......

The second time I invited the half-saint Liu Xian, it was useless;

The third time I invited the half-saint Wu Jun, this time it was even worse, there was a sudden flash of lightning in the clear sky, which split Wang Chengjiu's head and smoked, and he was about to vomit blood when he opened his mouth......

"Jia Baoyu Xie Wu Jun sage presided over justice. ”

Baoyu's mouth is sweet.

A chuckle appeared in the sky, and someone said clearly: "Wu Jun is only a half-saint, how can he dare to be called a saint?"

"For us and others, half-saints and saints are all great saints, what is the difference? Baoyu thanked Wu Jun Saint. ”

"You kid, funny ......"

The voice disappeared directly, Wu Jun Bansheng didn't bother to peep here, Shui Yingguang patted the stunned Shui Rong, swallowed his saliva and said: "See? ”

"The boy understood. ”

Shui Rong nodded, and said in an accentuated tone: "This shameless ability, the child really has to learn it......"

"It's good to get it. ”

Shui Yingguang agrees with the 'shameless' comment......

Jia Zheng thought that he had been impressed by Baoyu, and from the evil obstacle to Lin'er, it must have been a earth-shaking change, but at this time, he felt that he had not flipped enough.

That's a half-saint, you can erase the existence of the entire Great Zhou with a wave of your hand, and when everyone, including the two Majesties, doesn't dare to say anything, this evil obstacle, no, this Lin'er still dares to open his mouth and pat his ass?

Amazing, really amazing, Jia Zheng began to think about giving up the position of the head of the monk,

His guts and cheekiness are not one-thousandth of Baoyu's......

Burst!

Wang Chengjiu still spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and roared angrily: "I ask the saint with my life, I don't believe that no saint is willing to take this matter?" Jia Baoyu, I swear to you that I will not give up!"

Hearing this, Baoyu narrowed his eyes, whether he killed Wang Chengjiu after failing to invite the saint, or killed him after colliding with the Wen Palace, but asking the saint with his life would be a bit of a pity to arouse the people's pity.

He also wants to give the people a deep memory, and he doesn't want this kind of pity caused by the wicked self-harm to mess up the people's hearts.

Just as I was trying to figure out how to solve this matter, suddenly, a voice came from Yaya......

"Ying came uninvited, don't blame it. Okay, can Ying take this matter?"

The voice was very ethereal, just the voice, Baoyu seemed to see a literati in a plain robe and big sleeves walking gently.

Compared with this kind of voice, the kind of gentleness and elegance that Jia Yucun brought from Sheng Tang Yamen is at most a toddler's toddler, which is a bit ridiculous.

What surprised Baoyu even more was the word 'Ying', a name that ordinary people could not call themselves......

Baoyu is no longer a small person who only looks at Da Zhou, his vision is broad, and he naturally sees more. He learned a lot about things outside of the Great Zhou, including all the self-proclaimed Confucianism outside of the Great Zhou.

Among them, the princes of large clans and small countries call themselves lonely, and they call themselves a certain hero, while the literati and gentlemen bring their surnames, with the single surname in front and the compound surname in the back.

For example, Bu Changding can call himself Bu, and Ximen Xue can call himself Ximen, and that's it.

However, the word 'Ying' represents an absolute attitude......

Those who can call themselves 'Ying' can be strong saints, and weak ones can not even be living beings, but this kind of person must have a firm belief, that is

The world is so big, even if the strong are like clouds, even if the saints are like rain, within a hundred years, no one can kill Ying!

The word 'Ying' represents absolute confidence that you can not die for a hundred years!

Claiming to be Ying in vain, the world kills him......

This is a widely circulated sentence in the Tang Dynasty, I don't know where it came from, but it is extremely respected by many people......

With this voice coming, everyone was silent, is the person who dares to preside over the collision with the Wen Palace, or is it a strong man who dares to call himself 'Ying', then, what kind of strong existence will it be?

Demi-saints, perhaps, but definitely not much,

So, saints?

Everyone was guessing, and they all straightened their faces, and in the face of such a strong person, no one dared to take a breath......

Wang Chengjiu was also stunned, he was already an outlaw, but who said that an outlaw would not be afraid? He wanted to open his mouth to welcome the visitor, but his mouth was open, but his mouth was trembling, and he couldn't say half a coherent sentence.

Or Baoyu laughed, arched his hand around and asked, "Late Jia Baoyu, dare to ask the name of the senior?"

"Ying, Qu Ping. ”

With a faint reply, Baoyu couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Few people have heard the name Qu Ping, but Baoyu knows that the words of the owner of this name are absolutely thunderous.

Many saints, semi-saints, and great Confucians have been forgotten by many people in the 21st century, but there is one person who has to be mentioned and worshiped every year.

Qu Ping, Mi surname, Qu Shi, Ming Ping, Zi Yuan;

It is also from the cloud name is regular, and the words and spirits are ......

This Qu Ping, the founder of Chu Ci, opened up the tradition of 'vanilla beauty', and is known as the ancestor of Chinese poetry and the ancestor of Cifu, Qu Yuan Qu Dafu......

Half-saint, Qu Yuan!

"This ...... Why did you alarm your holy driver?"

Baoyu smiled bitterly, this Qu Yuan is the ancestor of Yamen, the ancestor of Jia Yu Village.

Qu Yuan did not manifest his incarnation, his figure was still in the Tang Dynasty, not to mention thousands of miles away, "Ying wants to come, then come." Jia Baoyu, I heard that you are very interesting. ”

Qu Yuan laughed, and a pitch-black mark cracked between Baoyu and Wang Chengjiu.

In this small trace, a million miles of space suddenly opened up, with an empty space in the middle and a cliff made of black iron on both sides.

This cliff looks simple, but it is far stronger than the Wen Palace with the title of Jinshi......

"Let's start, Ying is uninvited, it's a mess of the rules, so, Ying goes first. ”

After saying this, Qu Yuan seemed to have really left, but whether he left or not, no one was qualified to speculate.

Wang Cheng waited for a long time, looked around with a cold sweat on his face, and laughed with his teeth fighting......

"Jia Baoyu, come and meet the Wen Palace with this official!"

"Okay. ”

Baoyu replied lightly.

Wang Chengjiu continued to sneer: "Boy, although you are a Shengtu Jinshi, your strength is too weak, although this official has not been a long time after achieving the Liangliang Jinshi, and has not yet covered the Wengong Palace, but with nine pillars and eighteen cross-air beams, this official can crush you......"

He stretched out his arms and raised his head, and a palace of bright silver rose from his forehead.

I saw that this palace has 5,000 miles of silver platform to lay the foundation, there are nine big pillars on the silver platform, and the big pillar spans 18 cross-heaven beams from east to west, north and south......

The 5,000-mile silver platform is the condensation of talent and the people's willingness of the court officials, and the nine pillars and 18 cross-sky beams are pure talent, blooming with thousands of auspicious and beautiful scenery!

There is no need to use the principle of Jinshi to hit the Wen Palace, and all it relies on is a brutal collision.

This is a lose-lose method, if one person's foundation is broken, he will be reduced to a mortal, and the other, most of them, will also be seriously injured......

Wang Chengjiu shot Wen Gongbiao at Baoyu, as if he wanted to kill Baoyu directly, but halfway through, he swooped and was sucked into the open void by the tiny black mark.

The black marks are very small, but everyone can see clearly from the black marks, and the five thousand miles of Yinwen Palace is swaying and floating in it......

"Jia Baoyu, are you going to fight?"

Wang Chengjiu suppressed his murderous spirit and ridiculed and ridiculed.

Baoyu still smiled faintly, "Okay, you, look carefully." ”

After that, Baoyu wiped his finger on his forehead,

A golden streamer suddenly shot towards the pitch-black mark...... 2k reading web