Because of his age, the body of the Bliss Boy has not yet grown, and he is very short, so the desk seems a little tall to him, and he can only squat on the stool, which is very awkward. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the Bliss Boy didn't seem to be aware, his eyes looked at the paper with blazing eyes, his eyes seemed to have the reflection of ancient Hongmeng, and the sharp tip of the pen cut through the paper like a carving knife, leaving a round text on the tabletop that looked like a bronze drum.

Rumble!

Every word fell, and the paper roared like a war drum.

If the old fox of Qingqiu saw this scene, his eyes would be wide open, and his face would be in disbelief, the person who wrote such a text was not an old man, nor was he a great Confucian who had been immersed in words for decades.

It's a drooping boy who is no more than ten years old.

"Demons!"

"What a wicked!"

I didn't expect him to have such a profound understanding of the way of calligraphy. ”

And the words are full of ancient vastness, as if they have reappeared in ancient times, which is really surprising. ”

The examiner Li Zixuan exchanged glances with the others, and everyone had a look of surprise in their eyes, which was really shocking.

It's just that a drooping childlike has such an understanding.

However, this also verifies the rumor from the side.

That is, the Bliss Boy must be the reincarnation of the ancient sages, otherwise there would not be such a heavy ancient style between the lines.

The emperor blew through the frozen wind, and the green clouds melted into the sky.

Heaven and man are drunk and injected, and the incense is poured into the root soil of the flower.

The wet dust dances lightly Tang Tang Chun, and the gods are new without a trace.

The old peasant and the shepherd boy theory are all warehouse books.

Inch by inch, the spirit begins to rise!

There are even more visions in the air.

It was as if there was a tall god like a mountain standing in the middle of the heavens and the earth, and he gently exhaled to blow away the cold wind, and because of this, the heavens and the earth began to rejuvenate.

His flask overturned, and the sparkling wine spilled.

It nourishes the earth and greens the grass and trees.

The dust on the ground rose, as if Gong'e was dancing, and like a goddess playing.

The old farmer and the shepherd boy couldn't help but show joy when they saw the earth rejuvenating and the spring rain falling.

Everyone looked at the projection of the gods in the air, their eyes couldn't help but shrink, and they showed a look of fear.

What a big scene!

What a strong momentum!

Although this god has long since fallen, and it is only a projection, the momentum on his body is terrifying to everyone.

A single move can destroy the world.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter are but all their things,

The Great Confucian, the martial arts saint, or the earth immortal who was hidden in the shadows to protect the Gongyuan, the power of the heavenly immortals, all had an unspeakable fear in their hearts.

It's so powerful!

They are already considered the top existence of the human race. Even the king of men has to give them courtesy.

But in the face of these ancient gods, they were as fragile as children. Just a projection of the ancient gods made them feel like pins and needles, and their hearts were like melancholy.

If it is true that the ancient gods awaken and resurrect, I am afraid that just one look can pierce them.

Situ Xing's eyes narrowed slightly in the air, the power of the ancient gods made his heart tremble, but his mind was not affected.

Because these gods are powerful, they are still much worse than the Heavenly Snake.

Otherwise, the ancient gods would not have fallen or fallen into an endless slumber.

As the Heavenly Snake said, the loss of the inheritance of the Great Cadre Plane made the overall strength so weak, in the ancient times, the martial arts saint was only the beginning of the martial arts.

There are also immortals above the martial arts saints!

There is also the existence of the Shattered Void.

Moreover, according to the power of the celestial snake's projection, Situ Xing boldly speculated that the celestial serpent must have surpassed the shattered void.

Or maybe there is a road on top of the broken.

The Bliss Boy looked up at the sky, his immature face showing the color of memory, and there was an indescribable vicissitudes in his eyes.

At this time, he didn't look like a boy at all, but more like an old monster who didn't know how many years he had lived.

"Ancient!"

"The Golden Age of the Strong!"

"How I hope to be able to reverse time and space and return to that era!"

Just when everyone was thinking differently, wisps of literary air began to rise on the poetry raft. It was just like the dew of the night, and it didn't look like much. But as time passed, the water vapor condensed into water droplets and gathered together.

Later, it was like a fountain, and the turbulent atmosphere kept gushing.

With the support of a steady stream of literary energy, the literary atmosphere on the poetry raft of the Bliss Boy is also like a sesame flower, rising step by step.

One inch!

Two inches!

Three inches!

Four inches!

Five inches!

The phantom of the gods in the air began to condense as the aura rose, and the liquor in the jug spilled, turning into drops of crystal water droplets falling from the sky.

A few people dressed as farmers looked up at the sky and did not cheer as much as they did the last two times.

Several rains have made the dry land moist. There is also a lot of water accumulated between the ridges.

Their thirst for rain is less urgent.

Syllable!

Syllable!

The raindrops fell to the ground, splashing a little ripple.

Suddenly, a farmer's nose twitched, and his face suddenly became strange as he looked at the rain in the air.

"Wine!"

"It's the wine in the air!"

"Qiong Jelly Jade Liquid!"

The other farmers looked at each other, and they all saw surprise and disbelief in each other's eyes. A look of ridicule followed.

"Second Li, did you drink again in the morning? ”

"Although wine can relieve worries, it is wrong to drink too much. ”

"That's it!"

"Wake up early in the morning and talk nonsense. ”

"How can there be wine in the sky!"

"I want to drink and go crazy!"

The peasants looked at him with strange expressions and laughed incessantly. The farmer was not annoyed, and his mouth was open greedily, sucking the rain in the air.

After a while, his face turned red and his eyes were misty, as if he was really drunk.

"It's really wine!"

Suddenly, a young farmer echoed with a smile.

The expressions of the crowd couldn't help but froze, and they looked at him in disbelief, as if they were looking at a drunkard, as if they were looking at a madman.

"This wine comes from the sky, and it must be the legendary elixir. ”

"Let Li Lao Er enjoy it slowly here, we should go home. ”

"If his Hun family asks, let's say that he is drinking the emperor's elixir and jade liquid, let her take two quick steps, and she may be able to taste it. ”

When the young man saw that everyone was looking at him, he said with a suffocated face.

"You offspring. ”

"Really!"

Several old farmers gestured and pointed with a smile.

"Who doesn't know that Li Lao Er's Hun family is short-tempered, and Li Lao Er is the most afraid of guilt!"

"If Li Laoer's Hun family knows that he is crazy again, they will definitely not let him have a bad night!"

"However, it's not good for Li Lao Er to lie here when he is drunk, it's the Hun family that should tell him. ”

"Hey, hey!"

Several people thought of the possible next scene, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but raise a wicked smile.

"Wow!"

Li Lao Er seemed to be ignorant of everything outside, he was lying on the ground hard, his mouth kept opening and closing, and he was greedily drinking rainwater, and suddenly a stream of air rose in his chest, and he actually hit a big drink.

"It can't be true, right?"

"Is there really wine in the sky?"

Several farmers smelled the smell of fragrant wine, and couldn't help but glance at each other, although it felt a little fantastical, but they couldn't help but stick out their tongues. A spicy aroma peculiar to the drink rushes straight to the nose.

"Drinks!"

"It's really a drink!"

A few of the peasants didn't care about anything else, lying flat on the ground, their faces facing the sky, their mouths wide open, and sucking greedily.

"Good wine!"

"Really good wine!"

"Qiong Jelly Jade Liquid!"

"This is the wine that only the gods of heaven can drink. ”

Not only the farmers in the fields, but also the good drinkers of the whole North County went crazy. They lay in the streets and alleys regardless of their image, their mouths wide open, and they kept sucking on fine wine.

When drunk, they lie on the ground, laughing, mourning, or sleeping.

There are also people who take out the drinking utensils and accept the fine wine.

But it's strange to say that the entrance of this rainwater is a jade liquid, but once it is inherited with the five elements of gold and iron, it will immediately become ordinary rainwater.

"Drinks!"

"It turned out to be a jade liquid!"

The snow-white bearded Qingshan old fox greedily sucked the rain in the air, his cultivation was profound, and the rain within a radius of several meters was instantly sucked dry by him.