"Hoo !!"

There was a gust of wind between the heavens and the earth, and the sky darkened, and the light dimmed.

Everyone couldn't react, and they only felt frightened and inexplicable.

It's too windy!

And in this strong wind, everyone seemed to see such a scene.

An old man, who lived next to a pond, was in the middle of August when the wind howled and swept away several layers of thatch from his roof.

The thatch flies wildly, crossing the Huanhua Creek, scattered on the opposite bank of the river, the thatch that flies high is wrapped around the high treetops, and the fluttering grass that flies low sinks into the ponds and depressions.

Over there, a group of ignorant children in a village bullied the old man for being old and powerless, so they couldn't bear to be a "thief" to steal things directly in front of him, and ran into the bamboo forest with the old man's thatch without any scruples.

The old man's lips were dry and he couldn't stop drinking, and when he came back, he was on crutches and could only sigh alone.

After a while, the wind stopped, the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and the dark and misty sky gradually darkened in the depths of autumn.

When the old man returned to the house, the cloth had been covered for many years, it was cold and hard, like an iron plate, and his child was not sleeping in a good position, and the quilt was torn.

When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place in the house, and the rainwater from the roof keeps leaking down like twine.

Since the status of the lowly status has become lower and lower, the old people have less and less time to sleep, and the long nights are long, the house leaks and the bed is wet, and it is not until dawn.

So the old man was there and imagined:

How can I get thousands of spacious and tall houses?

In this way, it can universally cover all the people with household registration in the world, whether they are honorable, equal or lowly, so that they can laugh and smile, and the house will not be moved in the wind and rain, and it will be as stable as a mountain.

Alas!

When such a towering house appeared in front of me, even if the thatched hut was blown by the autumn wind, I myself would be willing to freeze to death!

……

Such a vision was not only in the imperial capital, but also in the entire Great Wei Holy Dynasty, as long as there was a Confucian Temple, Lin Ke's voice echoed at the same time.

Four seas and four regions, heaven and earth, mountains, rivers and lakes, six tribes and six countries, eight roads and thirteen factions......

Everywhere there is a human race, Lin Ke's verses are resounded.

“…… August Autumn High Wind Roar ......"

“…… The children of Nancun bullied me for being old and powerless......"

“…… Ande Mansion Tens of Millions ......"

A whole thatched hut is broken by the autumn wind, and it is sung throughout the Great Wei Dynasty.

Poetry has been passed down all over the world!

This is a vision that has been preached to the world!

Emperor Jing, around Lin Ke, everyone was stunned.

"This ...... What does this poem mean? ”

"The children of Nancun bullied me for being old and powerless? Why is the old powerless? He's a teenager! ”

"No, could it be that he wrote it from Chen Pingping's perspective?"

"No, no, it's not like Chen Pingping, it's better to say it's ......"

In the capital, countless strong people are communicating.

Their thoughts and thinking frantically poured into Chaoyang Street, where Lin Ke was located.

There are also many figures rising from various mansions and official residences and flying towards this side.

They want to see what kind of talented people who write poems that spread the world are like.

At the scene, Lin Ke had an extra bamboo cane in his hand.

The bamboo cane is dark and withered, as if it has existed for many years, without the slightest sense of beauty, ordinary, like a random pick on the ground.

But anyone who sees it will think that this bamboo cane is used to support the body, and it must be very hard and reliable.

And at this moment, Lin Ke spoke softly:

"I often hear that since ancient times, the people are like children, there is no noble or lowly, the power of heaven, the source of all the people, the way of heaven, healthy and diligent, now the public is declining, the cow ghost is now, divided into classes, the road to heaven is broken, and the sky is covered."

Holding a bamboo cane, Lin Ke looked at the unknown powerhouse of the Criminal Department and Lord Jingzhao Yin Qiu, and said softly:

"The people are the water of the gods, the ships of the people are the ships of the people, the old men of heaven, but you and the young children steal his shelter, then the boats invade each other, the world is turned upside down, and today, my contemporary gods of heaven are fighting and walking the way."

As soon as the words fell, an invisible force rushed straight from Lin Ke's body to the sky.

His "Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" was not composed for himself, nor for anyone present.

It's for the Holy Emperor, for God!

"Boom !!"

The invisible force rushed straight up, mighty.

However, this force rushed halfway, but directly turned a corner, and instead of rushing into the sky, it rushed into the middle of the imperial capital.

The sky is round, the vast Shenzhou, located in the middle, is called the "heart of heaven and earth".

Tian Yuan - Imperial Palace!

"I've always heard ......"

"The people are the water of heaven......"

"Walk on behalf of the sky......

The invisible force rushed into it, and it also contained Lin Ke's words.

Less than a second later, a mighty voice rang out from the palace.

It seems that the thunder roars loudly, and it seems that the spring rain is silent.

It's like a busy street, and it's like a battlefield.

It's like a hall scolding, and it's like a house laughing.

……

This is the voice of heaven and earth!

"Exactly."

Just one word came out, and countless intelligent beings in heaven and earth heard this word.

And just when this word was born, there was endless auspiciousness in an instant, surrounded by avenues.

The territory of the Great Wei Dynasty is thousands of miles, heaven and earth sing together, and ten thousand law and Taoist lotus are overwhelming.

No matter where it is, whether it is wind, frost, rain and snow, or a clear sky, it is covered by endless auspicious clouds at this time.

In the imperial capital, high in the sky, countless human phantoms of different forms suddenly condensed out of the void and stood high in the sky.

They are all majestic, and there are naturally Taoist sounds around them.

"The Tao is the way, the Tao is very good." An old man riding a bull was drowsy.

"All appearances are vain. If you see things that are not like each other, you see them as they are. A bald middle-aged man sat on the lotus platform, smiling rather than smiling.

"Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles." A bearded man is physically mutilated, but his eyes are resolute.

"Heaven and earth are born with me, and all things are only with me." A teenager's eyes are half-open and half-closed, leisurely.

"Heaven is constant, not for Yao, not for death." A middle-aged man has a rickety figure, his hair is meticulously combed, and his eyes are serious.

……

Countless figures condensed, accompanied by countless voices resounding through the heavens and the earth.

After these figures appeared, they bowed in the direction of the palace.

"Li Er, I've seen the Holy Emperor."

"Shakyamuni, I have seen the Holy Emperor."

"Sun Bin, I've seen the Holy Emperor."

"Xun Condition, I've seen the Holy Emperor."

"Zhuang Zhou, I've seen the Holy Emperor."

……

Hundreds of schools!

This is a hundred schools of thought!

One by one, the beings who had survived in this heaven and earth emerged one after another, and they worshiped the Holy Emperor.

In the process, however, the palace did not respond.

Until above the human race, there was an illusory figure of an old man sitting in the air and wearing a scholar's robe.

The old man is nine feet six inches tall, with a large nine circumference, sitting like a squatting dragon, standing like a morning glory, just like a high, looking at it like a fight.

He was holding a bamboo tube in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand, and he was carving something on the bamboo tube one by one.

After the hundred families finished worshipping the Holy Emperor, the old man put down the bamboo tube in his hand and looked in the direction of the palace with a smile: "Holy Emperor Zhang Bairen, the person you want is here." ”

Although the old man's voice was loud, only the phantoms of the hundred schools could hear his voice, and the rest of the people could only see the old man's mouth move.

A voice finally came from the palace:

"Hmm."

The voice did not come out, only the old man and the hundred families heard it.

Hearing the Holy Emperor's voice, the old man smiled, and then looked at the Imperial Capital below, his eyes projected at the figure standing on the storyteller.

After just one glance, the figure dissipated.

And with the disappearance of the old man's phantom, the phantom of a hundred schools of thought also disappeared in heaven and earth.

However, the changes have not stopped......

When the word "quasi" came out in the palace, all those who heard it bowed their heads, clenched their fists, or shook their heads.

Whether it is the orthodox Spring and Autumn Human Race, or the Six Races, demons, spirits, etc., they all express their respect for the Holy Emperor with their own voices.

"Greetings to my emperor's decree!"

"Honoring the Holy Emperor's Decree."

"Powerful Terran co-master, we obey the order."

Countless beings present at this moment to express their respect.

At this time, the dark clouds above Lin Ke's head that were squeezed down by auspicious clouds were all condensed into the virtual shadow of the bamboo cane in his hand.

Looking at the other side, whether it was an unknown powerhouse, or Li Chungang, Jingzhao Mansion Zuo Si and others, they all bent down and saluted in the direction of the palace.

Lin Ke also arched his hand towards the palace, and then held a bamboo cane in his hand, and quietly walked over while they were saluting.

When he came to a few people, he raised his bamboo cane high, ready to give him a sticky stick on the top of the head of the Zuo Si of Jingzhao Mansion.

He's doing the right thing for heaven!

Do you hear that? Even the Holy Emperor has approved it!

However, at this moment, one hand grasped the bamboo pole that Lin Ke knocked down.

"You kid, I've been out for a few days, what are you going to do?"

"Husband" Qi wide-eyed...... Phew, the body of "Shangshu" Qi Tianxia appeared in front of Lin Ke.

Lin Ke was about to speak, when he saw that there were other people standing behind Qi Tianxia.

I counted it, eleven.