A hundred miles away from the shore of Yinma Lake, where the immortal enchantment has not reached, all the saints gathered silently.

Some people sit cross-legged, some stand and settle down, some close their eyes and lock their eyebrows, some look up at the sky, and so on.

Spear Saint Nie Yi's eyebrows were raised high, as if he was about to pierce the sky, just like the pear flower gun in his hand, the cold light stood up.

Qingsheng Liang Hongyu's eyebrows were lowered, but it was difficult to hide the worry in her eyes, as if for her, it didn't matter how the process of this battle was, the key was the result.

It's a win or a loser.

The corners of the Mercy Master's eyes glistened with tears, his hands were folded, and his lips moved slightly, as if he was silently praying for the two saints, and as if he was silently reciting some unknown eulogy.

But I don't know, who is she mourning?

In comparison, the ups and downs of the expressions of Mo Sheng Yan Zhenqing and Zhu Sheng Su Zhe seemed to better reflect the battle situation on the shore of Yinma Lake at this time.

When "Snow Condensing Cold Post" and "Fast Snow Clear Post" were offered, Yan Zhenqing couldn't help but raise his finger and write in the air, just like copying, and like comparison.

What is copied is the meaning of Wang Xizhi's book, and what is compared is the god of his own pen.

He wanted to know what kind of calligraphy could be called a stroke of genius.

On the contrary, when "Nian Nujiao - Chibi Nostalgia" and "Water Tune Song Head" were recited, Su Zhe's lips and teeth moved slightly, and his expression was awe-inspiring, but he didn't know whether he was repeating it or admiring it.

These two poems are well known to the world, but when they are recited by Su Shi himself, they are naturally different from others, because only Su Shi himself can achieve a complete fit with him in essence, qi and spirit. in order to stimulate the majestic battle spirit in it.

It turns out that these two words can still be used like this.

But for now. Su Zhe still didn't realize, what is the real Concentration Realm, and what is the so-called Concentration Realm?

Fortunately, the battle is far from over.

At this time, whether it was Yan Zhenqing or Su Zhe, they seemed to have forgotten that the two sides of the war were their friends. They are their own relatives, and they have been immersed in the perception of their respective holy paths. It's hard to extricate yourself.

It wasn't until Su Shi's "Cold Food Post" came out that the two of them were shocked, and they came back to their senses, and they both saw the indescribable shock in each other's eyes.

Because Su Shi's "Cold Food Post" is about calligraphy and poetry.

For the same reason. So there was one person in the audience who was more excited than Yan Zhenqing and Su Zhe.

The double saint of calligraphy and poetry, once the guardian of the Yellow Crane Tower, Huang Tingjian.

For many people, from the uneducated peddlers and pawns to the saints present, Huang Tingjian is a very special person.

In terms of literary position, although Huang Tingjian is only a saint, he can be called a double saint of calligraphy and poetry, and he is the only double saint among the hundred saints. This also means that Huang Tingjian is different from the rest of the saints, his calligraphy and poetry are all saints!

From the standpoint. Although Huang Tingjian is a saint, he does not enter the academy, does not enter the holy realm, and does not enter the six heads of the human race, so it can be said that he has been in the past hundred years. One of the most maverick saints in human history.

Like him, there is only one man.

Shi Sheng. Sima Qian.

But the difference with Sima Qian is that Huang Tingjian has been hiding in the Yellow Crane Tower for many years, and no one in the world can hear his voice and see his shadow, if it is not for the Yellow Crane Tower to open every five years, maybe no one can even know the life and death of this sage.

In the past 100 years of his life, Sima Qian has compiled one history book after another, and his footprints have traveled all over the three mountains and five mountains in order to collect historical materials.

But what about Huang Tingjian?

What did he do during his years in the Yellow Crane Tower?

Nobody knows.

It wasn't until Su Wen took the Yellow Crane Tower into his own hands that Huang Tingjian reappeared in front of the eyes of the world when a great holy place of the human race finally ceased to exist.

But as soon as Huang Tingjian reappeared, his holy name was greatly damaged, making people think that although he was the only double saint on the Sacred Word Continent, he was nothing more than that.

Because even Emperor Canglan dared to disobey his holy will.

If it weren't for Lu Sanjiao's will to die that day, and Shi Sheng Sima Qian appeared in time, would Huang Tingjian have been defeated at the hands of Emperor Canglan?

No one knows the answer, but it doesn't stop the rumors.

After that, Huang Tingjian disappeared again, and did nothing except borrow a wisp of holy will from Xunchen, so people thought that he was either ashamed or traumatized, so he had no shame to return to the world.

But no matter what, Huang Tingjian also came today, standing at the back of all the saints, the farthest away from the Purple Gold Immortal Domain, but he was the first to feel the "Cold Food Post".

Then he said a word.

"It's dark. ”

At this time, it was nightfall, so Huang Tingjian's three words were very unreasonable, because the sky was originally dark.

But there was no objection in the room, because it was really getting dark.

It wasn't the night sky above them, it was the world within the Immortal Realm.

At the same time, on the shore of Yuma Lake, the crescent moon shrouded in Su Shi's head suddenly shone with a silver light, as if it had become hotter than the sun, and almost in the blink of an eye, it pulled the boundless night and crushed the light in the air!

The moon is like day, how can the scorching sun shine on the world?

So in the next moment, the originally bright world suddenly became a little darker, and the golden light bathed in Wang Xizhi's body also diluted a few inches.

Immersed in the moonlight, the half-sided drinking horse lake suddenly boiled, the water splashed straight to fifteen zhang, entangled and churned with each other, wearing the silver moon battle armor, and immediately formed a fierce water dragon, encroaching towards the scorching sun of the other world!

The silver dragon swallows the sun, how can the light be tolerated?

The pen in Wang Xizhi's hand was held tighter and tighter, and the snow-white hair was more and more urgent, but the perseverance in his eyes never wavered, and he did not write the "Lanting Collection Preface" as Su Shi wished, but drank softly.

"You dare!"

Immediately afterwards, the half-square drinking horse lake illuminated by the golden light of the scorching sun also surged, and a golden water dragon jumped out from the bottom of the lake, carrying the sacred and inviolable meaning, wearing the golden armor and holy light, and the last hair came first, biting the long tail of the silver dragon in one bite!

The two dragons of gold and silver are entangled and fighting in the air, the moonlight and the scorching sun compete for their brilliance among the clouds, and the sky of the entire Yuma Lake becomes bright and dark, swaying.

And at this time, Su Shi finally wrote the second "Cold Food Post".

"Chunjiang wants to enter the house, and the rain is coming. The hut is like a fishing boat, misty in the clouds. Cook cold vegetables in the air, and burn wet reeds in the stove. That knows that it is cold food, but see black paper. The monarch's gate is nine deep, and the tomb is thousands of miles. I also want to cry poorly, and I can't afford to blow the ashes. ”

With one stroke, the silver dragon was mighty, and with one claw, the golden dragon under the scorching sun fell into the lake, and then bit the sun in one bite.

In an instant, the cold rain fell, and the two distinct worlds began to merge with each other, or rather, the moonlight began to shine on the earth instead of the sun wheel.

It can be fast, it can be slow, and then before you know it, the moonlight is hidden behind the dark clouds, never to be seen again.

So, it got dark.

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