Chapter Forty-Nine: Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, Each Showing His Magical Powers (2)
The eldest lady of the martial arts family looked at the girl and said with a smile: "Xiaoyi, how could my father take a fancy to him, although the father of the Chen family knows each other, he doesn't have much friendship, not to mention that the Chen family and his father do not belong to the same faction in the court, and it is inappropriate to be reasonable." ”
When Xiao Yi heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and felt relieved, if Miss promised him, she would have suffered her own guilt.
The game continued.
At this time, the big man on the side stood up and said, "Then I will be the second to play." ”
"In Xia Wang Dakui, he likes to travel in all directions, walk and go, see the scenery in all directions, and taste the world.
In the rough one, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not at all, but during the walking of the rivers and lakes, I accidentally comprehended a set of sword dances, which coincided with the meeting, and it was ugly here!"
As he spoke, the big man stretched out his hand and grabbed the giant sword beside the chair and came to the square outside the welcome building.
He hugged his fist at everyone present and said: "The name of the sword has no edge, and the name of the dance is broken, I hope you will advise!"
I only heard the big man shouting, suddenly exerting his strength, the giant sword in his hand moved when he heard the wind, and a burst of energy swung around, the giant sword was vertical and horizontal, galloping left and right, and the sound of tigers and tigers was endless. There seems to be tens of millions of strength in one move and one style, and the courage is unstoppable, showing arrogance and domineering. Although the giant sword weighs more than 100 catties, it has no weight in the hands of the big man, and the weight is light, the moves are coherent and smooth, and the roundness is very good, which shows that the big man has been immersed in it for a long time.
"Good! What a sword dance, stiff and domineering, quite the courage to break into the midst of ten thousand armies and take the head of the enemy!" the general exclaimed.
With the sword dance, a circle gradually appeared in the field, and in the circle, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, sweeping through all foreign objects, and the strong wind continued to generate, and it was quickly shattered. At this time, the big man also seemed to be getting better, dancing with his eyes closed, his body moving at will, his mind and his heart were in unison, and with the slow change of his footsteps, he let out a low shout, and a distant artistic conception of vicissitudes and vicissitudes was born leisurely. It is as if it has come to the scene of a chaotic battle, a big sword, crisscrossing the universe, no one is a united enemy, the enemy falls like mowing grass; as if he has come to the top of a high mountain again, the sword flashes, a sword seems to be able to cut through the clouds and mist in the sky, and split the infinite sky; and as if standing on the bank of a rushing river, the brilliant sword has an incomparable momentum, and it seems to be able to cut off the river!
Dancing to the depths, the giant sword actually flew out of his hand, shot out, and then suddenly turned around in the air, and the iron chain behind the giant sword rattled, adding a bit of aura.
With a loud bang, the giant sword sank into the ground for three points, standing firmly in front of the big man, looking back, the stone slabs around the big man were full of cracks, and the stone slabs under the feet of the big man were even more immersed in the ground.
A breeze blew, and a line of handwriting appeared on the stone slab in front of the big man: "Ba, ba, ba! Split the chaos, shatter the ignorant haze, stain the blood-stained Zhankai, and I am invincible!"
"There is actually a poem, with the artistic conception just now, it is really wonderful!" I don't know when, the big man actually carved a line of poetry on the ground, Zhang Xiaosheng secretly exclaimed.
Everyone obviously didn't expect this, and when they saw the big man finish the dance, they applauded.
Looking at the surrounding scenes, the big man was a little embarrassed, and confessed again and again: "On a whim, I destroyed the slate, and I hope the general will forgive me!"
"It's okay, it's okay, you can enjoy such a sword dance, compared to a few stone slabs, it's nothing, and I'll call someone to change it later!" The general didn't care, and was satisfied with Dahan's performance.
"This poem of yours is still good, it is very in the style of General Ben, General Ben likes it very much, it seems that you are not a rough person, hahaha!" the general laughed. "What kind of sword dance, it is clearly the first layer of the sword trick - opening the mountains and breaking the sea, what is obtained by chance, hum!" Bei Mingyi suddenly said coldly, which startled Zhang Xiaosheng, what happened to him today.
"What did you say?" Zhang Xiaosheng didn't hear clearly, and asked back. However, Bei Mingyi did not answer, which made Zhang Xiaosheng's heart extremely strange.
At this time, the young man wearing black armor stood up, hugged his fist towards Wu Tianfeng and said, "In Xia Jin Pojun, from the Black Yao Imperial Capital, I have seen a general!"
The young man in black looked indifferent, but he had thoughtful manners in his gestures, and at first glance he was from a famous family and had received a good education since he was a child.
"Jin Lao'er is here, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, I think the scene when the old man fought side by side with him is still fresh in my memory!"
"My father is all right, and before leaving, he asked his juniors to say hello to the general. The young man in black replied respectfully.
"I didn't expect Jin Lao'er to still think about me, yes, yes, by the way, I said hello to him for me, remember to tell him that he still owes me three taels of Luo Jinye, and he should consider paying it back!"
"The juniors must bring it!" the young man was at first a little surprised by the general's words, and then seemed to have an understanding, and replied sincerely.
After the conversation, the young man came to the courtyard, but he asked someone to move a huge stone wall, and then said to the sentient beings: "I specially present a 'woman breaking armor map' in the next place, I wish Miss Wu to inherit the style of her father and make meritorious contributions to the empire!"
After that, he held the mixed yuan iron spear and stood still in front of the stone wall, closing his eyes and not moving, as if he was thinking by luck.
Everyone was surprised, didn't they say that they wanted to paint, and now they are wearing armor and holding guns, standing quietly in front of the wall, what kind of trouble are they going to make. There was a lot of discussion for a while, and everyone was a little curious about the next development.
Just when everyone was talking to each other, the young man moved, his eyes suddenly broke away, and the two eyes were sharp with tenderness, and they showed uninhibited in their boldness, projecting out like starlight. The mixed iron spear in his hand danced like a flower, back and forth on the stone wall, the sunlight reflected the tip of the spear, glowing with wisps of white light, accompanied by the shaking of the tip of the spear, or point, or poke, or hook, or scratch, wisps of stone chips scattered everywhere, and the stone wall gradually showed a pattern.
Actually painting, now, the contestants finally understood the meaning of the young man, he actually wanted to use the gun as the pen, the stone wall as the paper, floating carving.
At this time, the gun in the hands of Jin Pojun seems to have become a smart paintbrush, flying back and forth on the stone wall, light or heavy, slow or urgent, or deep spear, or lifting the gun and sweeping slightly, every action is so accurate, so smooth, no matter the painting skills, this marksmanship alone is enough to make people admire!
After a while, a stone wall relief appeared in front of everyone's eyes: it was a magnificent battlefield, a chariot and a horse alone, deep into the enemy, the enemy troops on both sides were defeated and fled, the chariot stood proudly with a slender figure, long hair flying, standing with a gun, showing heroic spirit, really women do not let the eyebrows. There is also a line of inscription poems on the right side of the stone wall: "The sunset gun of the long river sweeps, and it is difficult for the army to break it!"
After the young man finished painting, he put away his gun and stood, hugged his fists and retreated, and walked a little shaky, but it seems that it is not easy to carve this painting.
The style of painting is vigorous, and the simple lines give people a hazy sense of beauty, which naturally wins the admiration of everyone.
"Very good, it seems that the virtuous nephew's sunset marksmanship is about to be completed, and there will be a successor to Jin Lao'er!" Wu Tianfeng praised.
"The general is really discerning, and when he goes out this time, he doesn't want to find a breakthrough opportunity. The young man showed a hint of surprise on his face, but he didn't expect Wu Tianfeng to see his heel at a glance, and his answer was even more respectful.
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