Lin Tian knew that he would soon be lucky, but he didn't know that he was looking at himself from the perspective of a bystander, and when he looked at him, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

Because he knew that luck at that time. How painful it is for me.

Lintian followed Cheng Ying around the altar, and behind the altar, there was a very large hall with the three big characters of 'Guoyun Palace' written on it, because when he came, it was blocked by the altar in front, and Lintian did not find it.

Came to the hall, Lintian raised his eyes, the surrounding of the hall is not magnificent, but looks very simple, there is a huge bookshelf in the lobby, which is full of many books, in Lintian's view, this is not the palace of national fortune, but a little like whose study.

In the center of the lobby, there is a table, on which the four treasures of the study are neatly displayed, but there is something strange about Lintian, the direction of the table should be outward, but this table is inward, facing the bookshelf, which is very strange, and Lintian can vaguely feel that there is a slight fluctuation of luck, coming out of the huge bookshelf.

Cheng Ying looked at Lintian's reaction, as if he had expected it, smiled and said: "This is the lucky place of the National Fortune Palace, don't underestimate the bookshelf in front of you, all the books on it, they are all poems of the National Fortune, all the poems of the National Fortune will be collected here." ”

Lintian's eyes widened, and he said, "Could it be that all the books in this are poems and essays of the national fortune?" Lintian was surprised in his heart, "No wonder there is an inexplicable coercion, it turns out that this huge bookshelf has such weight!"

Cheng Ying nodded and said, "The altar outside." enshrined. It is the national fortune of the Great Xuan Kingdom. The carrying thing above, you must also know, is the 'jade seal' of our Great Xuan Kingdom. All the poems that can resonate with the national fortune will be perceived by the jade seal, so that they appear in the sky, and some time ago, your "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang" was the same, and the poems that appeared. They all have to come in person to receive the reward, and they have to write the manuscript of the national fortune poem by hand, and hide it here. ”

At this point, Lin Tian understood the purpose of the table facing inside. Cheng Ying continued: "Now you go and write down that poem of yours. ”

Lin Tian quickly answered, and walked to the central table, picked up the pen and ink that had been prepared, and prepared to start writing on rice paper, although he did not know when this fortune would begin. But Lintian was not in a hurry, because he knew. It's a matter of time, and maybe after writing this poem, you'll be lucky.

Lintian took the pen and dipped it in ink, and then neatly wrote the poem "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang" on rice paper, but just as he wrote the first word "person", "Peng!" sounded, Lintian's mind suddenly became blank, and a huge force of luck rushed into Lintian's body.

Before Lin Tian could react, he lost consciousness in an instant, and then completely immersed himself in the sea of powerful human luck.

Cheng Ying was still standing aside, looking at Lintian who was stiff with a pen with a very calm face, obviously he knew that something like this would happen, I don't know when, Cheng Ying took out a golden delicate cloth roll in his hand, and in the middle was a carved dragon pattern jade shaft, Cheng Ying didn't pay attention to Lintian, but slowly opened the golden roll cloth with both hands.

As the cloth slowly opened, the embroidered dragon pattern on it was also revealed, if a discerning person saw it, this is the 'holy decree' of today's saint, and the cloth used the 'dragon pattern jade shaft', which is a product!

Lintian didn't know what was happening in the outside world, when he slowly retracted his consciousness, he found that his body seemed to be filled with a huge amount of energy, but he was really stiff, unable to move, originally just an ordinary ink pen in his hand, but at this time it seemed to have a thousand pounds of weight, and the characters they came to write had already been written, but the other stroke was as difficult as waving a mountain.

At this moment, Cheng Ying completely unfolded the holy decree, and the power of national fortune on the altar outside the hall was greatly released, and from the jade seal of the altar, a golden dragon phantom flew out of the sky! After hovering in the air for a few weeks, he flew towards the holy decree in Cheng Ying's hand.

Then Cheng Ying's voice sounded in Lintian's ears: "Fengtian carrier, Emperor Xuan's edict said, poetry becomes the fortune of the country, the capital of the town and the country, should be rewarded and lucky!"

Then Lintian only felt as if his body had been pierced by countless needles, there were needle holes everywhere, and the pain was incomparable, but for some reason, Lintian wanted to scream out, but he couldn't make a sound at all, so he could only bear the pride silently.

Cheng Ying's voice sounded again: "Lintian, the will of the Holy Lord has been opened, now is to give you luck, what you have to do is to finish writing your poem of national fortune!"

At this time, Lintian was already covered with sweat, but the movement of holding the pen was still stiff, without the slightest movement, Lintian thought in his heart: "I didn't expect this luck to be so painful, alas, I didn't tell you in advance, it's good to be a little mentally prepared, but it seems that everyone who comes here to get the luck of the country should be so painful!"

Lin Tian could only shake his head in his heart, "Alas, although I don't know how to do this luck, but since I have already said that I want to finish writing this poem, it seems that I can only fight!

Lintian tried to rely on his own will, and began to exert force in his hands, wanting to move the pen, but as soon as his wrist trembled, the sharp pain in his body doubled, and the feeling of countless pins and needles seemed to penetrate every pore on his body.

From the outside world, Lintian's body is surrounded by a golden halo, and on Lintian's head, there is a phantom of the true dragon of the national fortune, and the golden halo is like having spirituality, domineering and unreasonable filling Lintian's body.

Cheng Ying still held this holy decree with both hands, looked at Lintian on the side, slowly narrowed his eyes, and said softly in his mouth: "Since you are 'that uncle' is optimistic, you must show your real talent, this kind of test can be grasped, not everyone has a chance, try to write a few more words! At least one sentence, otherwise it will be in vain to waste the mind of 'that one'." ”

Then Cheng Ying turned his head and looked outside the hall, his eyes gradually became deeper, and he sighed softly: "Alas, this national fortune is really lucky, and there have never been many people who can write two sentences, if they can write one sentence, then the 'Yunhai' after the luck is already amazing, I hope he didn't see the wrong person!"

Lintian didn't know what Cheng Ying was thinking, at this time, he was facing the greatest pain in history, every time he wanted to move, his body seemed to be pierced with hundreds of more air holes, and the pain was incomparable.

(To be continued.) )