Several powerful children from all over Sutang who were preparing to participate in the Fu Festival gathered on the first floor of the capital, and inevitably talked about the hot gambling contracts that were spread in the sky at the moment.

A certain young man who has always regarded Feng Qiwu, who has the blood of the heavenly phoenix, as a flaunt in this life, heard the news that Su Hanshan had drawn the first talisman, drank the wine in the cup and said mockingly: "It took thirty days to draw a talisman, at this speed, I am afraid it will take hundreds of years to complete the thousand-character entry, not to mention the so-called gambling contract." Ten thousand steps back, even if he is given a hundred years period, our Nine Highnesses, who were born with a loss of primordial gods, may not be able to live to that time. ”

Friends at the same table smiled and said: "In the Jiazi Year of the rivers and lakes, there is only one Shen Yifeng in Beiyan, only one Ye Liuxian in Xishu, only one Nangu in Jiangdong, and only one Fengqiwu in our Sutang." ”

The young man who regarded Feng Qiwu as a flaunt said: "In less than two years, Feng Qiwu will definitely be able to compete with the immortal generation of Shen Yifeng Ye Liu. The legends of the rivers and lakes always have a chapter that belongs to Su Tang. ”

Several of the companions at the table nodded approvingly.

At this moment, another messenger hurried upstairs and said in a trembling voice with a frightened expression: "Your Highness the Nine, the second talisman has been drawn. ”

When the young man heard this, he hurriedly stood up and knocked over the wine glass in front of him: "What?"

The companion next to him was also surprised: "How is this possible? Didn't he just draw the first talisman, how long did it take?

In the lobby, no one answered their questions.

Because many people here are just as shocked as they are.

......

"How long did it take for that kid Fengqiwu to draw the first talisman?" On the stargazing platform of the Imperial City Qintianjian, the old sacrificial wine Nan Huaizi withdrew his gaze from the deep galaxy, and with a little joy, he looked at the apprentice Li Guochu and said.

Li Guochu, the Taishi who sat on the wooden wheeled car, recalled that night a few years ago, and it seemed that the galaxy was as vast as it is now. A few memories appeared on his face, and he said, "Twenty-nine days." ”

The old sacrificial wine Nan Huaizi asked again: "The second talisman?"

Li Guochu replied: "Twenty-eight days." ”

Nan Huaizi, who rarely saw a pleasant color, smiled and said, "The Nine Emperors used warm wine. ”

Li Guochu nodded.

He also lived to be a hundred years old, whether it was the Warring States Period or the Spring and Autumn Period, he had seen countless Tianjiao Junyan.

Leaving aside the immortal generation of Shen Zhifeng Ye and the immortals, Feng Qiwu is the one with the highest understanding. But now, this proud son of the sky, who was pinned on by the Sutang Empire, is about to be compared to the Nine Emperor Princes who have returned to the north.

Master Li said, "Isn't it too fast?"

Fifteen years ago, he personally treated His Royal Highness the Ninth Highness, and Li Guochu naturally saw that the Ninth Emperor's fate was extraordinary, and he thought that if he could survive in the Southern Dynasty, his future achievements would be limitless.

In addition to him, a few big people in Tiandu City also thought the same, otherwise the Heaven-mending Sect God Que Lao Dao would not have been willing to wait for fifteen years.

But even if he had expected it, Taishi Li Guochu still felt unbelievable.

Of course, his understanding is different from that of ordinary people.

He didn't think that the time when His Highness Nine drew the second Dao Talisman was warm wine, at least until tonight, there was a whole month for reference.

The only explanation is that it took His Highness a month to thoroughly understand the two Dao runes.

Regardless of whether or not he succeeds in drawing a thousand characters in the future, at least for now, it seems that the Nine Emperor Princes have surpassed Feng Qiwu.

The old sacrificial wine Nan Huaizi said with a smile: "Perhaps, maybe it's slow." ”

......

I don't know if the old sacrificial wine Nan Huaizi has observed any clues from the starry sky, so that he has the conclusion that this thing is like a god.

In front of the Daomen Temple, after Su Hanshan woke up the second Dao Fu Yan Crossing the Cold Pool, he turned the thousand characters to the third page.

"This painting is a green candle. ”

......

"The fourth symbol is the alternation of the sun and the moon. ”

"It's a butterfly dance among flowers. ”

"Peaks and peaks. ”

"The seventh talisman is the ...... of swimming fish playing"

“......”

Su Hanshan's voice echoed at the foot of Tianfu Mountain, lingering. Hearing this, the many Daomen disciples around the Liberation Pavilion were in a fog, and they were a little incredulous.

First of all, Su Hanshan's understanding of the thousand characters was different from that of all the bishops of the Seven Star Academy, and they didn't dare to believe it all in their ears. But seeing that the latter was able to draw the Taoist talisman when he spoke the talisman, they had to believe it.

With a skeptical attitude, lest this be another undiscovered thousand-character solution, and in the end, under torment and curiosity, there is

Some Daomen disciples began to sit cross-legged on the bookcase, and copied them intently according to Su Hanshan's explanation.

......

"The seventeenth talisman is a long pavilion and a short pavilion. ”

"Eighteen is the west wind of the ancient road. ”

......

"The one hundred and twentieth talisman is the sun stepping on the snow. ”

"Ten miles of flat lake. ”

"Golden Wind and Jade Dew. ”

......

Time is pressing, Su Hanshan's speed of speaking talismans is getting faster and faster, and the speed of drawing talismans is getting faster and faster.

The ordinary people at the foot of Tianfu Mountain couldn't understand the specific meaning of the Dao Fu, but they were also mobilized by Su Hanshan's speed. Basically, every time Su Hanshan drew a Dao talisman, an exclamation sounded under the mountain.

More and more Daomen disciples were infected and sat in front of the bookcase, and they lost their leisure and cheered with the people of the capital. They began to copy, and they began to paint.

Paint the wind blowing the leaves and the geese crossing the cold pool......

......

Flying Phoenix Cliff Peak.

Sitting in the plane tree house, watching the clouds roll and Shu Xinghe, Fengqiwu's face became more and more ugly.

He was the only person who had comprehended the Heavenly Rune Technique in the Daomen Jiazi Year, and no one knew better than him what the most primitive trace lines of the Thousand Characters represented.

With Su Hanshan's talk about drawing symbols and understanding of thousands of characters.

His heart grew more and more uneasy.

He knows that the wind blows the leaves, the geese cross the cold pool, the green lanterns, the candles, and so on...... None of them are the original solution of the Heavenly Rune of a thousand characters, but this solution of the Drawing Meaning Talisman is very close to the Heavenly Rune technique he comprehended.

He didn't want to worry about it.

But I can't help but think about it.

......

The joys, sorrows, and sorrows in the world are reciprocal.

When someone is sorrowful, there will be rejoicing.

In the bamboo courtyard, Lord Shenque of the Heaven Filling Sect lost his sleepiness, and his spirit was full of energy. So he carried a pot of good tea that had been treasured for a long time, and went to Haotian Hall to find the junior brother who had not been out of the customs for a long time.

Joy does need to be shared, and rightly so. In this Nuo Da Tianfu Mountain Range, he just found Xuanji's junior brother.

It's not deliberately showing off, it's really Lord Shenque's empathy, and he feels that the sorrows of his junior brother at this moment also need to be shared, so he came.

......

Su Hanshan is still talking about talismans and still drawing talismans.

He spoke of nine hundred and ninety-six.

Next is nine hundred and ninety-seven.

"The nine hundred and ninety-seventh Dao Talisman is the shadow of the Shocking Flood. ”

"Chaos Qinglian. ”

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine, it is a phaseless storm. ”

The last talisman.

Su Hanshan breathed a long sigh of relief: "The last talisman is the Seven Stars Alignment. ”

The sound fell.

Su Hanshan closed the pen.

At the foot of Tianfu Mountain, there was a disciple of the Heaven Interception Sect who carved a rune with the first few Dao runes of a thousand characters according to Su Hanshan's explanation, and blessed it on the sword in his hand.

The disciple who clearly felt that the sword body had become much lighter after the blessing of the runes was overjoyed, and his arm rubbed against the senior brother beside him, and he was about to say something, but the sword in his hand suddenly became heavy.

Angry, he looked at the rune and snorted coldly, thinking that sure enough, this was a problematic way to solve the rune.

He looked mockingly at Su Hanshan, who was standing up on the stone steps, and was about to get up to unveil the veil of the Nine Emperor Prince's hypocrisy in public and question the way of his solution, when he inadvertently glanced at the rune engraved by the senior brother next to him, and suddenly a thought popped up in his mind, and his eyes when he looked at Su Hanshan were full of fear!

So I don't know who shouted at the foot of the mountain.

"My runes are invalid!"