The Wenqu Star Core in the Situ Punishment Divine Court had already appeared slightly red under the burning fire. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is like a briquette close to ignition, as if it only needs some more heat, it can be completely ignited, releasing unimaginable light and heat.

However, is the Wenqu star core really so good to ignite?

How can it be!

The Wenqu Star Core is an existence of the same level as the Wuqu Star Core.

In order to ignite the Wuqu Star Core, Situ Xing not only burned the ancient inheritances such as the "Taishang Baoding Sutra" and the "Heavenly Snake Swallowing Breath Gong", but also burned the knowledge storage from the earth plane.

But Rao is like this, Situ Xing almost took his life, if it weren't for the strange appearance of a "Great Destiny Technique" inheritance in his mind, I'm afraid that the Wuqu Star Core is still a useless thing, like a meteorite, without any signs of burning.

Although Situ Xing knew in his heart that the burning difficulty of the Wenqu Star Core was far greater than he imagined, he still didn't want to give up. There is even a trace of luck in his heart, maybe in the next second, the star core will be ignited?

People have to have dreams, what if they come true?

"With just a little strength, you can ignite Wenqu Xing. ”

"In that case!"

"Then burn, Wenqi!"

Situ Xing felt the blazing heat of the Wenqu Star Core, the blood in his heart surged, his eyes revealed the light of hope, and after six thunder tribulations, the Confucian half-saint thought like a crystal agate turned wildly.

"I'm going to ignite the Wenqu Star Core!"

"Because I have a world background!"

The poems hidden in the deepest part of the memory were excavated and sorted out.

Du Fu's "Fire", which is Situ Xing's first poem in the real sense of Daqian, is written on the wall of Ma Wujia, and it is precisely because of this poem.

Ma Wu's courtyard was burned to the ground, and all the evidence against him was wiped out.

If it weren't for Biqing Lao Dao going down to the underworld and finding the Yin God of Ma Wu, I'm afraid the arson case in Zhibei County would be an eternal mystery.

A red flame rose suddenly, and in the midst of the flames, there were fire snakes, fire horses, fire tigers, etc.

The white Wenqu star core was darker red in the flames, but there was still no sign of ignition.

"Not enough!"

"The tone is still not enough!"

Situ Xing's eyes contracted, and he said without any hesitation.

"The Burrow" was written by Situ Xing at the Liuyu Poetry Conference, and the tone was six inches, which reached the standard of poetry out of the county. It was this poem that made him beat Bai Zicong, and Li Chengze won the title of the first genius in Zhibei County.

It was also this poem that greatly changed Fu Juren's impression of him, and he personally tutored and supervised his studies, treating him as the heir to the mantle.

It was this poem that made him famous in Beijun and became a famous talent.

This poem has a special meaning for Si Tu.

It was an important turning point in his life.

"Burn!"

Situ Xing's eyes showed a look of determination, and without any hesitation, he ignited the poem and turned it into the purest literary tone.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The surging aura rose and turned into white firelight, and the white flame was like a fire rising from the ground, and like a heavenly fire drooping, running through the heavens and the earth. It was indescribably strong, and even the space had a trace of fine lines, as if there were traces of collapse because it couldn't resist the blazing heat.

But the Wenqu Star Core seemed to be made of a 10,000-year-old ice core, and no matter how monstrous the flames were, there was no way to dissolve him.

Not to mention being ignited!

"It's really... ”

Situ Xing looked at the star core that had not changed in the slightest in the flames, and a trace of weakness could not help but rise in his heart, but he did not give up, but tirelessly threw one poem after another into the flames.

"Spring Night Rain"

The six-inch literary poem of Zhenguo, this poem is a description of a spring night, with a drizzle falling from the sky. Situ won the crown with this poem.

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I recommended Xuanyuan with my blood, and it even alarmed the ancient emperor Xuanyuan, and it was precisely because of this poem that Situ Xing mobilized the power of the literati and avoided the persecution of King Chengjun.

The poems he had written were all burned into literary gas, the already blazing flame became brighter and brighter, the core of the literary song star had turned red, and there was even a hot breath on his face, as if it could be ignited at any time.

"It's coming!"

"Just push harder!"

"The Wenqu Star Core is about to be ignited!"

Look at the star that is already red, and there is heat rising, forming a ripple in the air. Situ Xing's eyes burned with hope, and his face showed even more joy.

But the poems he wrote in Daqian have burned out.

However, this does not stump Si Tu's sentence, Daqian's poems are burned out, so the memories that belong to the earth plane will be burned.

After six thunderstorms, the Confucian semi-sage thoughts, which are as transparent as crystal, are like a powerful computer team, which can excavate and deduce the remaining memories from the dusty memories.

Fragments of memory are reassembled. Complete memories are formed, and these memories are re-read by the CPU-like brain like a hard drive.

Situ Xing's brain is like a high-speed computer, constantly reassembling and extracting.

Recombination!

Extract!

Recombination!

Extract!

As long as he has seen and heard the poems, even if there is only a trace of impression, he will re-read them and form a complete memory.

If others knew that Situ Xing had read his memory like this, they would definitely be shocked.

I'm afraid that even the smartest brain of man is less than one-tenth of his, one hundredth.

In the words of his previous life, the brain development rate of Si Tu Xing has exceeded 40 percent, or it may be higher.

Even Albert Einstein could not compare with him.

If he had used this brain for scientific research, he would have been able to achieve remarkable results. Not even being the greatest scientist of all time.

However, in the plane of the Great Dry.

Situ Xing's computing power is only equivalent to six thunder tribulation heavenly immortal powers.

Above him, there is also the Yang God.

The computing power of the Yang Gods, that is terrifying, as long as they want, it only takes a minute to memorize all the written materials on the earth.

Compared to them, Si Tu's ability is only a drop in the shadows.

It's not worth mentioning at all.

"The peach is rainy, and the willow green is more smoky.

The flowers have not been swept away, and the warblers are still sleeping.

The cold mountains turn green, and the autumn water is murmuring.

Leaning on the cane outside the firewood door, listening to the twilight cicadas in the wind.

The sun sets over the ferry, and there is lonely smoke in the ruins.

The complex value is drunk, and the song is in front of the five willows.

The poems that have been heard or seen are excavated from the depths of memory and converted into permanent memories, and the amount of poetry in Situ Xing's poetry reserve is also undergoing amazing changes.

Situ even had a feeling that if he participated in the "Poetry Conference" and "Idiom Conference" of a certain station according to his current level, he would definitely be able to crush the current contestants.

It may even be above the experts and scholars who are guests.

It's not Situ Xing's memory, how strong his talent is, but the idea of six thunder tribulations is too strong.

People's memory ability and deduction ability are comparable to those of the Galaxy computer group, and imagination makes people feel frightened.

"Burn!"

"Wenqi!"

Fragments of memory were reassembled, thoughts collided, and a blazing fire burst out. The well-known poems are permanently engraved in his thoughts.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The poems that have been sorted out from the depths of memory and the fragments of memory have been turned into the purest literary tone, burning like a hellish flame.

Situ Xing suddenly thought of a bold idea, that is, with the power of the Taishang Baoding Sutra, the Divine Court was used as the furnace, the star core was the main medicine, and the Wenqi was the flame.

He wants to use Wen Qi to calcine the star core, so as to refine a "Great Dan"!

Star Refinement!

This is an unprecedented thought.

What a feat!

With the emergence of his idea, the "Taishang Baoding Sutra" burst out with unprecedented light.

Situ Xing's eyes were also getting brighter and brighter, and the six thunder tribulation thoughts kept deducing and verifying, and finally he came to an astonishing conclusion.

That is, his vision is completely feasible.

As long as the temperature is high enough to reach the ignition point of Wenqu Star, Wenqu Star will not only be ignited, but under the effect of the Taishang Baoding Sutra, the star core will become an unprecedented pill!

As for this pill, what kind of energy it will have, because the data is incomplete, there is no way to deduce even the six thunder tribulation thoughts.

Perhaps an unprecedented opportunity!

Perhaps an unprecedented disaster!

Rao is Situ Xing's big heart, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes, but this look didn't last long, and a trace of self-deprecation rose at the corner of Situ Xing's mouth!

Because of the burning of qi and blood, he only has three years of life left.

In other words, death can come at any time.

Case.

And what is there to be afraid of.

What a coward!

Thinking of this, Situ Xing smiled self-deprecatingly in his heart, there was no more fear in his heart, and all that was left was high morale.

He wants to use the Divine Court as a furnace and Wen Qi as a flame to calcine this star core.

The Taishang Baoding Sutra burns up!

In Situ Xing's sea of knowledge, there was a phantom of the Dan Furnace that suppressed the heavens and the earth, swallowed the eight desolations, and grabbed the vitality from the infinite plane, and there was a white star inside the Dan Furnace that seemed to be out of gravity and sinking and floating up and down.

Burn it!

Countless poems were lit up and turned into raging flames.

The cyan Dan furnace was instantly scorched red, and the vast sea of Wen could not withstand such heat, and was boiled by the blazing flame, and a trace of literary qi rose and formed a cloud in the air.

But the Wenqu star core is like a stubborn stone in a furnace, or coal in a fire. Lie there quietly.

No matter how Situ recalls and excavates the poems, and how he calcines them with literary qi, the star core of Wenqu is like a rock, and it is like a dark iron, without the slightest change.

"Just a little bit!"

But the last thread is the most difficult, because he not only needs the accumulation of literary energy, but also the comprehension of the avenue. ”

Looking at the star core that was about to ignite, Situ Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, quietly comprehending Wenquxing's true meaning. It slowly became clear in my heart.