The flames on the central altar of the bronze hall kept rising, like a huge pillar of fire. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The bronze coffin was also trembling, and the gods lying inside seemed to be about to wake up.

A glimmer of joy rose in the eyes of the Bliss Boy.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Everyone looked nervously at the rising Wen Qi, clenched their fists, and their faces were red, like gamblers with red eyes who had lost, and their eyes showed a look of expectation madness.

The scene in the atmosphere has also changed greatly, and many ancient relics wearing animal skins are dancing around the fire, as if they are sacrificial.

A sorcerer dressed in animal skin, with a feather on his head and a tambourine in his hand, prays.

On the mountain wall, there are huge murals painted with paint fuel depicting wild deer, wild boars, wild horses and other land creatures.

Above these creatures is a huge deity, like a wrangler, and his flock, both human and road-dwelling.

"L!"

"L!"

"L!"

"Six inches!"

"Six inches!"

"Six inches!"

"I wonder if this poem can break through six inches and become a town?"

Li Zixuan's face also showed a hint of nervousness, six-inch poems are also rare in Daqian, if there are two Zhenguo poems in Zhongbei County in this spring.

For him, it is also a big political achievement.

The Bliss Boy looked at the rising Wen Qi inch by inch, his face stiffened, and his eyes wandered, as if he didn't care about everything in front of him.

But his heart was unusually nervous.

Because the amount of culture is directly related to whether the ancient gods have been awakened from their slumber.

Burst!

The tone that paused at five and a half inches was raised again.

Five and a half inches!

"Ascended!"

"It's really up!"

"As long as you are a little higher, you can become a town country!"

The onlookers all shouted excitedly, and this emotion seemed to be contagious, and more and more people showed excitement on their faces, as if they were the author of the poem.

"Beautiful!"

"Great!"

Several armor clapped each other's hands, and they all saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

The Bliss Boy looked at Wen Qi, who was about to turn into a golden light, and his heart was like beating a drum, because he was so excited that the nails on his fingers pierced the palms of his hands without noticing.

Drops of blood dripped and stained the table red.

"Go a little further!"

"Go a little further!"

"As long as you go a little further, it's a six-inch town. ”

"The sleeping gods will also be completely awake. ”

The bronze palace in the unknown time and space kept shaking, and the lid on the coffin had slowly opened.

A palm carved from jade, like a black hole, that can attract light sticks out of the coffin. The god's eyes squirmed more and more, and the golden light that came out more and more.

The closed eyes of the dragon corpses entrenched on the bronze pillars began to open, and they lowered their noble heads like slaves.

"Great Juggernaut!"

"Great Juggernaut!"

"Wake up from your endless slumber!"

"Great Juggernaut, wake up from your endless slumber!"

It was as if a voice was whispering in the god's ear, and the color of struggle on his face intensified. But there was still a force that kept suppressing and reassuring him, as if it was unwilling to let him wake up again.

The two forces used the god's body as a battlefield, and they formed a strange balance. No one can help anyone for a while.

"Damn!"

"It's not close!"

"It's just a little close!"

The Bliss Boy also felt the struggle in the gods' hearts, and his eyes couldn't help but show anxiety.

As if he felt the anxiety in the heart of the Bliss Boy, his long-standing tone rose again.

Five inches nine!

Just one step away, you can break through six inches!

But this one is surprisingly difficult.

This is also related to the poems written by the Bliss Boy, although his poems are wonderful, but compared with Mr. An Le's, they are still slightly insufficient.

Originally, he didn't have the strength of six inches, because the relationship between his fonts added a lot. That's why I have the anxiety now.

"L!"

"L!"

"L!"

But the tone seemed to be stuck, no matter how everyone cheered and cheered, there was no movement.

"What to do!"

"What should I do?"

"Must break through!"

The Bliss Boy looked at Wen Qi with a nervous face, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

The god of the unknown plane also seemed to feel the scorching of the aura, the flames on the altar kept flickering, and the golden light under his eyes pierced through the void.

A small planet happened to pass by, and it happened to be hit by golden light, and it exploded like fireworks. The blazing flames and the fragments of the stars were like fireworks, like shooting stars.

Indescribable beauty, but behind this beauty is the destruction of a planet.

Instant brilliance!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

The unwillingly roar of great anger seemed to pass through countless planes, echoing throughout the star field.

On the Great Dry Plane, several balls of light inhabited in the sun flew out, and in each ball of light there was an old and huge cheek.

They looked at the Endless Void with surprise in their eyes, for they actually felt the breath of an ancient god, and they had an intuition.

Once this ancient god awakens, he will definitely return to the Great Cadre Plane.

When the time comes, humanity will become his flock again.

"Can't let him wake up!"

"Otherwise, it will be a catastrophe for Daqian and for mankind. ”

The Yang God's ball-like body was made up of countless thoughts, each of which had hundreds of times the calculation and deduction power of the Galactic Computer Group.

It's just a moment, their thoughts collide, and the cause and effect of the matter are deduced.

"Gotta stop him!"

Several Yang Gods, who looked like balls of light, glanced at each other and instantly communicated. They entered the deduction again, which was an extremely difficult operation for others, but for them, it was only a few breaths.

"Situ Punishment!"

"Only if he breaks through, he will definitely be able to divide the tone in the air, so that the article of the Bliss Boy will always be stuck at six inches. ”

"Even if it is passed on by word of mouth in the future, it will break through seven inches. The deity has also lost the opportunity to awaken, and it will surely be exhausted in one fell swoop, and then decay, and then exhausted. ”

Situ Xing didn't know that the Yang God on the sun had noticed his presence. He sat at his desk with a solemn face, not at all under the influence of the Bliss Boy.

From time to time, words appeared in his eyes, and there were two lives.

Some details that have been forgotten, he was held high by his parents at a young age.

It's affection!

As he grew up, he had his own friends at school.

It's friendship!

In society, he has his own lover.

It's love!

When he was in the prime of life, he had a family of his own. I have children of my own.

It's a responsibility.

。。。

An individual realization appeared in his heart, his eyes slowly softened, and there was an indescribable warmth all over his body.

It was as if the ice had been melted for thousands of years.

But when he thought of the world, the suffering, oppression, and several escapes from death in his youth, his heart became closed again, and it became extremely hard.

But whether it is positive energy or negative energy, it is Situ Xing's life, so under the meditation and understanding, he also absorbed a lot of nutrients.

The confusion in his eyes also spread out a lot.

But he didn't write it right away, because he knew that such an understanding was still insufficient.

If you want to write words that are ancient and modern, you must have Tao rhyme in them.

Mr. An Le's Tao is a splendid article, so his words can be "full of flowers".

The Tao of the wild fox in the deep mountains is the Tao of nature, so his words are "fresh and natural".

And the Bliss Boy is "Ancient Relic", so his words have a wild atmosphere.

Although he has experienced two lives, it only adds up to 50 years, and how much life can he realize. Therefore, even if he scavenged all the memories in his mind, there was no way to make up for the lack of quantity.

"What should I do?"

"What should I do?"

"How can I make up for my lack in life and understand the Tao of calligraphy?"

Situ Xing looked at his properly trimmed, ink-soaked brush, and his eyes showed embarrassment.

He tried to lift the pen several times, but he forced the impulse in his heart.

Although the calligraphy is also very good now, it is still full of craftsmanship because it has no life perception. It is the pinnacle of the technique, but there is no entry into the Tao.

His mastery of calligraphy reached a bottleneck.

Or when he reached the state of being on the verge of kicking in the door, if he gave up, Situ Xing felt unspeakably uneasy in his heart.

Unwilling!

Situ is really unwilling!

However, his life is too short, and his understanding is very little, even if he is unwilling in his heart, what can he do?

Deception!

Deceive God!

It's hard to deceive!

Words are born from the heart!

Without this kind of realization, even if it is imitated, it is similar at best. And you can't get the connotation of it.

This is also modern technology, and there are many people in the antique shop who are old, or copy the works of famous artists. It can even be done at the level of the fake.

But in the end, it was debunked.

Why?

Because whether it is copied or old, it is all imitation of the appearance, and there is no way to imitate the essence of the gods.

This essence is the painter's and calligrapher's own understanding of nature and the sublimation of life.

They seem to be drawing, they are writing.

In fact, what he paints is his own life, and what he writes is also his own life.

It contains their comprehension of love, friendship, family, society, nature, and heaven and earth.

Suddenly, his thoughts of spinning at high speed seemed to be strangely driven by some invisible force to leave the original fixed track, and there was a fierce collision, rubbing out big sparks of wisdom.

This spark of wisdom not only illuminated Si Tu's thoughts, but also made his eyes light up.

"What a dullness!"

"Since my own understanding is not enough!"

"Then you can stand on the shoulders of giants with the help of the understanding of those who came before you. ”

"The law of the earth is the sky, the law of heaven is the way, and the law of the Tao is nature!"

"Taoism is natural!"

"Taoism is natural!"

"Why did you forget this!"

"Fortunately, I had a flash of inspiration just now, otherwise I would have really missed the opportunity. ”