The corners of Su Yu's mouth hooked up a touch of arc, "Who stipulates that dogs can't comprehend?"

"Hahaha, hahaha......" Zikong raised his head and laughed, laughing at Su Yu's ignorance, "What a fool! You ask everyone here, who believes that dogs can comprehend? I guess I can't even read a single big character!"

After laughing for a while, Zikong gradually calmed down, as if he had seen through everything, and said loudly: "You are so maverick just to attract the attention of all the masters and grandstand!"

Su Yu had to admire his brain replenishment skills, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said calmly: "You're right." ”

"Hahaha, how about it, I'm speechless!" Zikong was very proud, and showed his face in front of all the masters.

"Since there is no rule to prevent me from entering, then you have no right to stop me. After Su Yu finished speaking, he was ready to continue walking inside.

He has collected a lot of martial arts, and his attributes have increased a lot, and the more he goes forward, the more powerful the martial arts become, so he naturally can't let it go.

"Stop!" Zikong shouted again, at this time his momentum was high, where was he willing to retreat, "You can enter, but this dog can't enter!"

Then, he looked at the masters and said in a sincere voice, "Master, letting this dog observe the Great Confucian stone wall is simply an insult to the Great Confucian, please allow the disciples to stop it." ”

The fact that the Masters did not speak was acquiescing.

Master Lu looked embarrassed, then hesitated for a moment, stood up, and looked at Su Yu, "Su Xiaoyou, it's better to put this dog here with me, you can go in and observe by yourself." ”

"With a dog to comprehend the poetry of Shibi, he can figure it out. ”

"Cut, that guy doesn't have other skills, so he can only talk nonsense and pretend to be ......"

"Strange is strange after all, if I want to say it, I should drive him out directly, anyway, he can't feel anything. ”

......

Everyone looked at this place, sneering, waiting to see Su Yu's joke.

Let you pretend to be forced, pretend to be too forced!

"Wang!"

Mao Mao finally couldn't hold back anymore and screamed.

Uncle can bear it, aunt can bear it, this baby can't bear it!

Well?

Everyone stared at Mao Mao and slowly raised his paws.

What does the dog want to do?

But I saw that Maomao's paws fell to the ground, and then began to slowly draw on the ground.

Eyes followed the dog's paw to the lines on the ground, and everyone's faces froze at the same time.

His pupils shrank suddenly, revealing a look of disbelief.

This...... No way!?

Really?

Even the masters who had been sitting upright couldn't help but stand up in amazement.

This line is clearly writing!

The dog waved his paws and soon wrote a poem -

Mountain, fast horse whip not under the saddle. Looking back, three feet from the sky.

Rumble!

Everyone's complexion changed greatly, and they only felt that the original picture of the mountain came alive in an instant, as if standing on the top of the mountain, raising their hands to touch the sky, moving and still, and suddenly having a heroic feeling in their hearts.

When this verse was written, it actually made the picture on the stone wall resonate and began to shake.

However, the dog's paw did not stop and continued to wave.

The mountains, the sea and the rivers are rolling. The galloping is urgent, and the battle of thousands of horses is still in full swing.

This sentence, made out of nothing, immediately made the originally simple picture complicated, and the scene suddenly became magnificent, standing on the mountain, there were endless war horses roaring at the feet, fighting constantly, making people's blood surge.

"What a poem! What a heroic sentence!" the masters stared at the sentence with their eyes, and their whole bodies trembled.

However, the dog's paw still doesn't stop!

The mountain, piercing the blue sky, is not broken. The heavens want to fall, and they depend on it.

Rumble!

This last sentence made their souls tremble, and those masters were even so excited that their eyes were tearful, and their lips trembled uncontrollably.

Cangshan is like a sword, piercing the blue sky, and the sky will fall, but it has to rely on Cangshan to lift!

The magnificence of the momentum pierces the soul of the person, making the cells of the whole body beat wildly, and the pores are dilated.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"These three poems perfectly write the artistic conception of this picture, quatrain, quatrain!"

Too...... That's awesome!

Everyone was stunned, looking at Mao Mao in a daze, their mouths were wide open, and they couldn't say a word at all, which completely subverted their cognition.

With the completion of these three poems, the white Confucianism and Taoism aura began to rise from the stone wall, and these breaths gushed out crazily, wrapping Mao Mao in it, with the artistic conception of Confucianism and Taoism, making everyone's hearts tremble.

Rumble!

Those Confucian and Taoist qi slowly condensed into a huge mountain in the void, pressing towards Zikong.

If you dare to target this baby, you must be ready to bear the baby's anger!

This giant mountain carries the artistic conception of that painting, and the power is so huge, before it gets close, Zikong's complexion changes greatly, and his fingers are stretched out, ready to write in the void.

However, no matter how he was induced, the Confucianism and Taoism qi in his body was unmoved, and he couldn't shrink out, as if he was afraid.

Bang!

Zikong's figure was smashed by the giant mountain without any suspense, and the whole person seemed to be ten years old, and he fell to the ground in a languid state, and the wrinkles on his face were much deeper.

But at this time, where is there anyone who can take care of him, and everyone pays attention to Mao Mao.

Those masters were even more swaying, enclosing Mao Mao in the middle, their eyes blazing, as if they were looking at a rare treasure.

"This dog, extraordinary!" Lu Fuzi received countless rolls of eyes as soon as he opened his mouth.

Can a dog who can write poetry be a mortal dog?

Can a dog who can use the artistic conception of Confucianism and Taoism be an ordinary dog?

"This dog...... Interesting!"

Duanmu Rin glanced at this side and just smiled faintly.

"Sister Ruxue, what you said is right, he is really good at creating miracles. Wanying looked at Su Yu with strangeness in her eyes.

"What kind of monster is this, why have I never heard of it. The masters were all around Mao Mao, their eyes shining.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that their attainments in poetry are not as good as a dog.

Moreover, they know the speed at which this dog looks at the stone wall, and they just glance at it, but it is even more bullish than they have no intention of studying for several years****** Mao raised his head arrogantly, looked at everyone with black and white eyes, and hummed, now I know how powerful this baby is.

"Su Xiaoyou, I don't know where your dog comes from?" Lu Fuzi looked at Su Yu and asked.

"This is the spirit animal of our division, and it has always been with our division. Su Yu said slowly.

Zimo quickly said, "Su Xiaoyou's division is Dawang Mountain?"

"Not bad!"

This time, everyone once again remembered the name of Dawang Mountain in their hearts, no matter what, it is definitely worth paying attention to to having such an extraordinary spirit beast.

"This is a literate dog, especially with a strong understanding of Confucianism and Taoism, and I ask Su Xiaoyou's teacher to treat it well. Master Lu opened his mouth, his eyes looked at Mao Mao reluctantly, as if he was entrusting, and then added: "If you don't want it, bring it directly to us, and we will buy it as much as you want!"

If it weren't for Mao Mao's existing sect, they would definitely make Mao Mao the totem of the Sage Pavilion.

"Master Lu, don't worry, Mao Mao won't be sold!" Su Yu nodded solemnly, it is impossible to sell dogs, it is impossible to sell dogs in this life......

"Su Xiaoyou, the old man has a reluctant request. Master Lu said embarrassedly.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

Lu Fuzi's face was full of embarrassment, he pondered for a moment, and said: "This poem and this picture really fit perfectly, and I implore Su Xiaoyou to promise to leave this poem in front of this stone wall for future generations to refer to." ”

What's more, one second you don't let your dog in, and the next second you want your dog to make a poem, is there anything more shameful than this?

(End of chapter)