by Thunderbolt

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1. "Smoke and Dust on the Fairy Road"

The last few days have been spent in "Smoke and Dust on the Fairy Road" and "Evil Wind Song". While the liver and gallbladder are still hot, the memory is still fresh, and the insights are recorded one or two.

Let's talk about the new love "Fairy Road" first, although I haven't read many Xiuzhen novels, but I believe that "Fairy Road" is definitely a very special and special one.

There are four extraordinary things about "Fairy Road": the spirit of the fairy family, the ancient style, the humor, and the feelings of children.

There is no crazy leveling fight, no endless blood feud, "Immortal Road" has been carried out in a leisurely atmosphere from the beginning of the chapter, there are few tense plots, even if there are occasional fights, there are many funny or tender mixed in, which makes people nervous.

Luofu scenery, the dragon palace wonders, fairy music moving the sky, beauty like jade.

The years in Qingyun Mountain, the liver and gallbladder on land in Xichuan, but what is it?

The author Guan Pingchao set the era as the Western Jin Dynasty, and later added the title of "Zhongsan Doctor" to the protagonist Zhang Xingyan, whose yearning for Jian'an can be seen.

The kind of demeanor that sees Guihong and waves the five strings in his hand is also what Xianlu has been pursuing.

Each chapter is self-contained, and can be associated with poetry every time, its text is not good, its meaning is wonderful, and its skills have not been seen for a long time since Master Jin Yong. What is rare is that it is not a simple game pen and ink, and the chapter names match the content quite well. Reading "Cloud Flying Sword Dancing Thousands of Miles", "Wine Drawing Sword and Chopping the Ground Song" I don't feel that I am also flying sideways, fluttering like immortals, I just hate not to be able to be drunk with Xingyan, and Yingli Lingyi Xue Yi Qiongwei!

The name of Yingyu comes from Lao Du's "Picking Flowers Without Inserting Hair, Picking Cypress and Moving" "Beauty". "The pawn under the gate of the four seas" uses the allusion of Zheng Xie's "lackey under the Qingteng gate". There are countless similar famous sentences or dictionaries in the "Fairy Road", and the big material of the pipe is not only Si.

"I just listened to the fresh and beautiful Xianlu Palace singing, and then I ordered a vigorous and exciting two-tone singing. All the staff, who were immersed in the afterglow, had to quickly adjust their emotions and enter a state of bitterness and hatred~

At the end of the song, the dedicated singers and musicians rejoiced - these happy people would never have imagined that they would become the protagonists of the sad and resentful merchant tunes!

After a period of hecticism, the whole class reconciled the strings of the orchestra and successfully played a light and bright Zhonglu tune "like a whistle all over" - I got the next tune, but I had to toss for a while, move the code and turn the tune, and turn to the yellow bell tune "Ancient Water Fairy", which is not related to the wind and horses!"

After reading it for a long time, it seems necessary to seriously review "Three Words and Two Beats". Guan Zi's text is both white and half, compared with other slang-filled cultivation works, it is self-evident which has more immortal atmosphere.

Changjin has the humor in the famous articles, and the witty words in the fairy road are always cheerful and playful for a long time.

After that, the negotiation of the two banquets of Nangong Haohan and his party, as well as the damage to the facilities caused by this unpleasantness, and the consumption and compensation costs, were carried out in a very friendly atmosphere.

Since the total amount of money on the three of them was not enough to compensate, Brother Nangong, the thunderbolt horror man, volunteered to wash dishes in the kitchen of Huayue Building for three days. And his two good brothers also fully demonstrated the righteousness of the rivers and lakes in the same difficulties, insisting on sharing weal and woe with the eldest brother and washing the dishes together - so moved that the old brother Nangong almost burst into tears, and said "Good brother!

As a result, these three righteous heroes only need to wash the dishes for a day in total, and they can eliminate all the unpleasantness with Huayuelou. ”

When he was laughing secretly, he couldn't help but hear the words full of hope from Xiao Qiongwei, which were drilling into his ears:

"Brother, it seems that you know how to be thin, just tell Qiong Wei!"

"Ahem!"

As soon as Xiao Qiongwei's words came out, the young man immediately felt as if he was suddenly choked on drinking water!

Without looking at the little girl's raised little face full of expectation, she put on a serious expression and showed her brother's majesty to this curious little girl:

"Sister Qiongwei, you are still young. This is a trivial matter, but a child should not know about it!"

“...... Brother, Qiong Wei is really not a child~"

Although the girl protested quietly, she was obviously lacking in confidence.

"Okay, okay, it's not too early, Qiong Wei, you should go to bed too. ”

It was Xingyan who felt that this topic should not be talked about with such a little girl, so he drove the little girl back to the house to sleep.

"Okay. But brother, when Qiong Wei grows up, you have to remember to tell me what is light and thin!"

"Okay, okay. ”

"And that room in the middle of the art!"

“...... Qiong Wei, it seems that you have a really good memory. I'm going to teach you more words tomorrow!"

Just when he was watching the little girl go back to the house, he saw the little girl walk to the door of her little nest, and suddenly stopped; when the young man was surprised, he saw the little girl turn around and look back, smile at him, and say seriously:

"Brother, don't be light on Sister Xueyi anymore, she doesn't seem to like it. When Qiong Wei grew up, his brother came to be light. At most, Qiong Wei will slap you lightly, just pretending. ”

After saying this, the little girl seemed to let go of her whole thoughts, pushed the door and went into the house to sleep.

"Thank you, Qiongwei, let's talk about it when you grow up. ”

Following the words of the little girl, the young man, who was already a little dizzy tonight, naturally slipped out of his mouth.

......

After a while, I heard an extremely depressed and sad voice echoing on this stone lawn:

"I—Who am I so thin?"

——On the Thousand Bird Cliff, under the bright moon, there is a young man full of grief and indignation, where he wants to look up to the sky and roar......

Thunderbolt once said: The most successful thing about "Hearst" lies in the two vivid and lovely heroines. And the beauties of "Fairy Road" are like Chang'e and Ermine Zen compared to A Bingxue Chengyue, and they have gone to the atmosphere of fireworks in the world, and they have more Suzi Cave Immortal Spirit.

The young man is graceful, four beautiful and graceful, but everything goes naturally, without the slightest pretentiousness, just like the gentle kiss on the cheek of Lingyi in a dream.

The princess is pregnant with spring, and the dragon girl is amorous, and the snow flute is sweet. The spirit is splendid, this heart has a genus, the plum fairy is cold, and the moon dances in the fragrant garden!

The white millet fed to the chickens, the details of Lingyi's dim sum, Qiong Wei's hard practice Feitian, Xueyi's steadfastness and forbearance, Guanzi's "Wang Erdai Staff" and "Zhenzhou Hero Zhao Yistick" are still about to come out, not to mention the fairy beauty of the elaborate photo!

I love the scene where the four beauties get drunk together, and when I read the beauty worshipping the moon, I immediately thought of the moon worship religion in "Fairy Sword" and a certain article I read the day before yesterday about the ancient Chinese style is now mostly in Japan and South Korea, and I feel a lot of emotion.

Simei chirped and chatted affectionately, her mouth was stuffed with delicious things but she kept talking about the details fluently, which made people feel familiar and familiar, "I have seen this sister", yes, who has never had their own red face?

Lingyi takes the mountain as the harp, the waterfall as the string, and exerts its magic power to play the zheng, what kind of spirit is this! Heaven and earth are the furnace and the creation is the work, and its sincerity is so!

Awakening words with the sound of the snow flute, clear and long, boundless, hundreds of beasts hold their breath, a flock of birds to come!

On the ice cliff, the plum blossom fairy Xue Yi danced, graceful and melancholy, and the elegance was peerless. The water sleeves caress the moon, and the golden cinnamon loses its fragrance!

The song of the girl in the alluring city is like flowing water, like a clear turn. Hundreds of birds are dumb, and the afterglow lingers.....!

On the second day, Hall Master Zhang, who had the best amount of alcohol, woke up first, and was about to bounce up as usual, but found that he couldn't move. tried to open his eyes, but found that he and Ju Ying Xueyi were next to each other, sleeping together on the stone floor of the Thousand Bird Cliff. turned his face slightly, but found that these people were face to cheek, foot pressed on leg, horizontal and vertical mess......

Discovering this embarrassing scene in broad daylight, Xingyan couldn't help but have a fever on his face and his heart beating faster. hurriedly moved quietly, preparing to sneak up without alarming everyone. Unexpectedly, these staggered several people really moved the whole body. Xingyan didn't notice that in his arms, there was still a person curled up like a cat, and as soon as he moved, he heard a person under him cry out: "Brother, it's early!"

With this heartfelt greeting, everyone on the Thousand Bird Cliff woke up together. As a result, Sihaitang ushered in a new day in this hurry. ”

The aftertaste is full of fragrance, how can it be a quick word!

According to the convention of thunderbolts, the ending is to say some fly in the ointment, and the shortcomings of "Fairy Road" can only be said to be that sometimes it can be sent but not received, and the plot is compact because of the pleasure of the pipe. Although the ancients said that they could not be harmful, wouldn't it be better if they could have the best of both worlds?

(Next comment: "Zhu Xian")

2. "Zhu Xian"

"Zhu Xian", one of the earliest fantasy novels I know, its status in fantasy novels is also like Huang Zhong Dalu, and "Zichuan" can be called the East of Xidong.

"Zhu Xian" has all kinds of wonders, nothing more than moving people with words and emotional people.

Xiaosonggang, the moon is like frost, and people are like fluttering flowers and injuries. For more than ten years, three thousand years, I hope we will never forget each other.

From beginning to end, I have always spent reading "Zhu Xian" in a sad and depressed state of mind. Hatred is full of chest, sorrow overflows Sanjiang, the ruthless person is lonely all his life, and the infatuated lover is miserable all his life.

Lu Xueqi looked at the strange beast trapped in the red wall of light in front of him, and saw that it was standing there listlessly at the moment, as if it had accepted its fate. At this time, the sky was full of dark clouds, and it gradually dispersed, and the majesty of the heaven and earth changing color when it just went out to sea was no longer visible.

It's like a sad child at the end of the road, standing there like his heart is dead!

A little desolate, a little lonely......

This kind of metaphorical rhetoric appears many times in the text, and it is also a portrayal of Xiaofan's painful struggle. Xiao Fanning is extraordinary, fate makes Er, Yang Guo has no fault, how to change it.

He was originally a simple boy in the Straw Hat Village of Qingyun Mountain, but he suddenly went up the mountain to cultivate with hatred when he suddenly changed drastically, and because of a promise, a burning stick, and a relationship, he became the object of heaven and earth that cannot be killed by the master. Xiao Fan had never killed anyone by mistake in the first half of his life, and he had never had a trace of evil thoughts, but he had to face the whole world alone, with a burning stick.

Lin Jingyu, a talented young man with the same background and different circumstances as Xiaofan, has long been destined to cook beans and burn the beans in the end. Because there are too many of the same routines, and because there is only one Zhuxian Ancient Sword, it is destined that only one person can hold the sword, and the other person will have to face the most murderous artifact.

The ancient sword on your Qingyun Mountain is immortal, and you don't know how many unjust souls are entangled on the sword, if you talk about the weight of the killing, there is nothing in the world to reach.

The greatest evil thing in the world is not it, but the human heart!

Although Xiao Ding divides the text into two distinct factions, good and evil, he does not agree that righteousness represents justice and truth. For example, the ironic plot of the encounter between the decent Xiao Fan holding the evil object Soul Dementor and the three-tailed spirit fox holding the divine artifact Xuanhuo Jian, as well as the words spoken by the poisonous son Qin Wuyan: "The master saw me sinking into the Demon Dao, but I laughed at the master's obsession in his heart, all the ways in this world are in the truth, is your shore the shore, and my shore is the sea?"

The mother of Baguio sacrifices herself to feed her daughter, the black heart is in the emotional world, the wild dog sacrifices herself to defend the road when it is in danger, and the ghost king Zhou Xian intersects with each other. At least they did not persecute Zhang Xiaofan, did not frame Wan Jianyi, did not seduce foreign races in southern Xinjiang, and did not silently watch Engong be aggrieved.

"The end of the world is never far away. Children have always been stupid. The sky is high and the sea is 80,000 feet wide, and all living beings are prostrate. The stars are ten thousand points, the moon is bright, the sky is cold, cold as frost. It's ridiculous that everything is like a dog, who is the rain and who turns the clouds?......"

The pride of the cult, the original victory is a decent ghost!

Xiao Ding's writing has always been excellent, some people criticize him for being too delicate, I think this is the same as Jiaxuan's dictionaries, his personal style has been formed, and it is not beautiful to change it. The eagle may sometimes fly lower than the chicken, but the chicken can never fly as high as the eagle.

Like "Immortal Road", "Zhu Xian" is also a style of both white and white, and there are many ancient styles interspersed with it. The spirit animals and proverbs in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" and other ancient books always open people's eyes and breathtaking. And the description of the snake hideous, the cow going to sea, the yellow bird and the sacred tree, and the gluttonous human nature can only make people admire Xiao Da's imagination and pen power.

is the same as "Zichuan", any character in "Zhu Xian" is lifelike. Many scenes can be imagined in the mind one by one, such as white drawings, such as movies.

The wild dog Taoist suddenly turned around sharply, no longer looked at her, and involuntarily grabbed the umbrella in his hand, as if to remind someone, and said in a loud voice: "I'm a bad person, I'm a bad person, I'm a bad person......"

Xiaohuan didn't plan to pay attention to him, but this time he became a little curious, looking at the strange behavior of this wild dog, he said something inexplicably, and said strangely: "Dao Chief, what did you say?"

The wild dog Taoist was startled, and somehow felt a little weak in his heart, glanced at Xiaohuan, and saw that Xiaohuan had a strange look in his eyes, looking at himself, and the rain was sliding down on his snow-white face.

is her figure, in the wind and rain, there is also a little bit of pity.

"I want you to take care of it!" the wild dog suddenly roared in anger.

Xiaohuan was stunned for a moment, shrugged his shoulders, and lowered his head, but saw that the monkey Xiao Ash was looking at him, and couldn't help but smile slightly and stuck out his tongue at it.

Ash grinned and squeaked twice.

When the wind and rain were blowing, this wind and rain seemed to never end, Xiaohuan gradually felt a little cold in his body, and when he was worried, he suddenly said "Huh", only to feel that the wind and rain on his head were suddenly much smaller, and when he looked up, he was stunned.

At some point, the Wild Dog Daoist walked back to her, stretched out his hand to cover the umbrella over her head, and in a matter of moments, the rain soaked his body.

"Oh, the umbrella is for you!" "The wild dog Taoist said viciously as if he couldn't get along with someone.

Xiaohuan stood up and said in surprise: "Dao Chief, you ......"

The wild dog Taoist glanced at her face, but saw that on Xiaohuan's slightly stunned face, there were crystal droplets of water that were quietly slipping down, and some fell on her slender eyelashes, reflecting the beautiful brilliance in her bright eyes, which was moving.

The wild dog Taoist suddenly shoved the umbrella into her hand as if it had been burned, and immediately walked away, ignoring the wind and rain, and scolded loudly: "You little girls, you love to pretend to be pitiful all day long, hateful, hateful!"

Xiaohuan held the umbrella, looked at the back of the wild dog Taoist, and suddenly laughed, his voice was like a wind chime that was still crisp and pleasant in the wind and rain, and laughed loudly: "Dao Chief, you are a good person!"

The wild dog Taoist didn't dare to look back, so he let out a "bah" and said angrily: "Nonsense, your Taoist master has been a bad person since he was born, and he will fight against you righteous and good people for the rest of his life!"

Xiaohuan stood with an umbrella, smiling at the figure of the wild dog Taoist.

"The face is far away, the lovesickness is bitter, and it is difficult to lose each other after several ups and downs. Ten years of love and a hundred years of crossing, no lovesickness can't bear to care!"

This is Qin Wuyan's song, and it is also a portrayal of Xiao Fan's love road, sigh, the love road is bumpy, how can Xiao Fan be alone?

Shuiyue is bitterly in love with Wan Jianyi, Wan Jianyi is infatuated with Su Ru, Su Ru is not easy to Zhong Tian, the black heart is full of dry bones and long hatred, and the wild dog Xiaohuan is in love with himself; Xiaofan secretly loves Tian Ling'er, Tian Ling'er loves Qi Hao alone, Baguio is willing to die for Xiaofan, Xueqi secretly promises this life, Xiaobai's hundreds of years of affection also linger on this young man.

A jade-like hand reached out, and Baguio gently took his hand, and from her soft skin, there was a faint tenderness.

She took out a handkerchief from her arms and gently wiped the stains left on her cuffs when Zhang Xiaofan wiped the bamboo for her just now.

"Since I was a child, I don't know how many people have flattered me and how many treasures have been sent, but ......" she raised her head, stared into Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, and said softly, "Even if all the treasures in the world are placed in front of my eyes, they can't compare to the sleeve you wiped the bamboo for me." ”

Suddenly, the heaven and earth suddenly fell silent, and even the momentum of Xu Tian of the Zhuxian Sword Formation instantly held his breath The gentle and white hand that was once familiar in the years appeared beside Zhang Xiaofan, and there was a faint, crisp sound of the bell crotch, pushing him aside.

The voice that had been sleeping for thousands of years sounded quietly at this moment, and for the sake of his beloved lover, he whispered: "The Nine Ghosts, the gods and demons of the heavens, sacrifice with my blood." ”

She stood in the fierce wind, her slightly reddened eyes looked at Zhang Xiaofan, but her fair face seemed to be talking and smiling.

The wind blew her water-green clothes, hunting and dancing, like the most poignant scenery in the world.

- "Zhu Xian"

On the Huang Qing Palace, there was her low but seemingly categorical, ice-cutting voice: "I don't want to!"

Afar. On the strange hill, the figure creeping in the dark corner suddenly trembled.

The sound of insects whining one after another in the mountains and fields suddenly cut off.

The figure struggled slowly, standing up in the shadows, as if sensing something, and looked into the distance.

A monkey figure jumped out of his side and jumped on his shoulder two or three times.

After a long time, his voice came from the darkness: "Little Ash, why is my heart beating so fast all of a sudden......"

- "Zhu Xian"

There were two muffled sounds, and two more Miao warriors fell, and at this moment, only the small leader of the Miao warriors was struggling to support, but seeing that his steps were gradually staggering, it was obvious that he had reached the limit.

And Xiaobai here, his face became more and more red, and suddenly his body was crooked, and the onlookers suddenly let out a burst of exclamation, but Xiaobai slowly put down the wine bag and let out a sigh of relief, his eyes seemed to drip water, the wine was more flattering, and the people were as beautiful as flowers, his right hand was still holding the wine bag, but his left hand waved to the crowd, and said with a smile: "Axie!"

The crowd was in an uproar, Akxi in the Miao language is the meaning of good wine, this woman drank a lot of wine, her appearance is more beautiful, and she shouted so appropriately: Death: good wine......

In an instant, the crowd erupted in incomparably warm applause.

Xiaobai shook his head, seemed to be a little drunk, and his body and footsteps were a little more floating, and slowly walked to Ghost Li's side, leaning on his body, and smiling at him.

The ghost was dumbfounded.

Xiaobai closed his eyes, his head swayed slightly for a moment, and suddenly he smiled again, laughing loudly: "Three hundred years, three hundred years." ”

Raise your head, raise your hands, and drink!

The style of drinking is also peerless and charming!

In the midst of the uproar, the ghost was like sitting on a needle carpet, Xiao Bai's soft and boneless body leaned softly on his body, his face was white and red, his bright eyes were half-open and half-closed, and his eyes were soft as water, staring at him tightly.

"You, are you alright?" the ghost held for a long time before muttering this.

Xiao Bai stretched out his hand to grab his shirt, his body was stunned, as if he was drunk, his snow-white teeth bit his lower lip gently, and his breathing gradually became heavy, but the soft eyes and the smile on his lips remained unchanged at all.

"You ......" Xiaobai's voice, as if it was about to drip water, was as soft as dripping, and whispered softly in the ghost's ear.

"Do you like me?"

- "Zhu Xian"

The four daughters of "Zhu Xian" are very different from the four daughters of "Fairy Road".

Tian Ling'er is Xiaofan's senior sister, and her emotional entanglement makes people naturally think of Ling Hu Chong and Yue Lingshan, and when reading the story of Fengzi and Yue'er in "Evil Wind Song", the first thing that comes to mind is not "Xiao Ao" but "Zhu Xian", which shows the success of Xiao Da's description.

Baguio is Xiao Fan's death love, some people say that Baguio is a debt, Xueqi is a love, people who say this must ignore the many stories and tenderness of Baguio and Xiao Fan during his lifetime. In fact, Baguio and Xiaofan's love is deeper than Xueqi.

Xueqi and Xiaofan met in the ring, and the result was a lifelong relationship. Necromantic Abyss, Fubo Island, Qingyun Mountain, Tiandi Forest, an infinitely beautiful pair of men and women are struggling silently every time, and the sky, but also with themselves. Next time we meet, you, let's take out the sword!

Xiaobai, Xiao Da arranged such a character very abruptly, but because of that strong drink, he grabbed my heart. Shemales have different paths, and there are common things, but I can't bear to see Xiaobai wronged, and see her continue to be sad for a hundred years.

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3. "The Way of the Rising Dragon & The Song of the Evil Wind"

Blood red, when it comes to a ghost talent that cannot be avoided in fantasy works, it is like Li Hezhi to Tang poetry,

The background of "Shenglong Dao" is modern, while the background of "Evil Wind Song" is the early Ming Dynasty, and it is especially important to focus on the Battle of Jingjing. Every time I read the historical figures in the blood red pen, I can't help but compare them with the drunkard's "Ming", the connotation that the author wants to express is different, and the same historical figures are given different images.

Blood Red is a very rebellious writer, "Gods and Demons", "Shenglong Dao", and "Evil Wind Song" all have rebellious bones in them.

Therefore, there are many things in his works that famous artists dare not write or disdain to write.

Xiao Longzi's eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and he could see that there was a trace of blood flashing in it, which was angry. After a long while, Li Feng finally closed his mouth easily, and then he spat out a rough breath, and said helplessly: "As for other people who refine the outer pill, collect yin to supplement yang or collect yang to supplement yin, and there are also portals that exorcise ghosts, catch evil spirits, refine red mercury, and swallow women's milk, that is the crooked goods of the evil sect, and the master is too lazy to say here that the air in Qingyunping has been polluted for no reason." ”

Li Feng's eyes were bright, he stood up nervously, approached Xiao Longzi, and asked with a lewd smile: "Master, don't introduce other evil sects, what kind of method of picking yin to supplement yang or picking yang to supplement yin, master, will you tell me in detail?" ”

Xiao Longzi's face suddenly turned red, his eyes were full of blood, his neck was as thick as a buffalo, his throat let out a series of strange 'clucking' sounds, his chest rose and fell sharply like a bellows, and he almost rolled back into his lungs and suffocated to death in one breath. Finally, Xiao Longzi jumped up like thunder, and scolded after a hundred years of hard work: "******, you bastard boy sit down for Dao Ye and me, listen to Dao Ye and I will talk to you honestly, and then dare to ask some nonsense things, Dao Ye and I will split you alive." ”

Li Feng shuddered and sat back on the bench honestly. At this moment, where does Xiao Longzi seem to be a Taoist Quanzhen? On the contrary, it is like a tiger boss who has not collected all the protection money and is angry, and even the tone is the same: "No matter how dare you be, Lao Tzu, I will split you alive." ”

Li Feng raised his hand, and saw that Xiao Longzi nodded in agreement, and then asked: "Master, let me ask a question, you said that our One Yuan Sect is collecting the vitality of heaven and earth to supplement our own shortcomings, isn't it?"

Xiao Longzi nodded, and said smugly: "However, those who practice swords, use sword qi to drive the vitality of heaven and earth to temper themselves; those who refine the outer pill use the medicinal power of herbs, trees, and medicinal stones to supplement themselves; this is just a small way, our One Yuan Sect is directly integrated with heaven and earth, and reaches the supreme wonderful realm of the unity of heaven and man. ”

Li Feng asked in a low voice: "Then, what is the difference between us using the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to supplement ourselves, and the Yin Qi to replenish the Yang? They should also be deficient in Yang Qi, so they collect Yin...... This one...... Replenishing Yang ...... This one...... Master, why did your face turn purple?"

The three of them, who had just walked out of the Evil Moon not far away, saw a huge heavenly thunder fall from the sky, and frantically bombarded the place where they had just peeped. Hundreds of huge bamboos turned into powder in an instant, and a hole that was seven or eight feet wide appeared on the ground. Then, Xiao Longzi's mournful roar came from there: "Shut up for Dao Ye, if you dare to talk nonsense, Dao Ye will slash you alive with thunder." Bastard, listen carefully to me, the supreme avenue of our One Yuan Sect is ......"

Li Feng swallowed and spat at the mouth, looking at Xiao Longzi, whose face was full of purple gas, dancing and roaring there, as if dancing to exorcise ghosts. "Our One Yuan Sect has adopted the most refined and pure innate vitality that has filled the heavens and the earth since the opening of Chaos, supplying all things to grow. His own essence is contained, without being released, and he takes the vitality of heaven and earth for a year, far exceeding the thousand years of the girl's technique. Think of the art of the maiden, exhaust the essence of your own body, take some impure yin yuan, and then carefully temper it with true fire in the body before you can become your own yuan yang. The true yuan that is often collected is not as much as the essence that you consume, which is ......"

Li Feng hurriedly nodded and said, "Master, I understand, I understand." This is a loss-making business, isn't it? Those fools who pick yin to supplement yang, choose mortal women, and naturally there is nothing to pick on them. And what we chose is not a mortal woman, but the vitality in this heaven and earth, the vitality of heaven and earth is as rich and sufficient as promised, and it is the most refined and pure, so it is naturally very beneficial to our cultivation, isn't it?"

Xiao Longzi finally calmed down, nodded again and again, and said, "What you said is still a little biased, but the meaning is about the same." ”

Li Feng sighed: "I see, so to speak, master, in fact, what you said is still the same thing." It is a woman who picks yin and supplements yang, and we are a one-yuan sect, and it is just this world that prostitutes, and the objects of prostitution are different, what is the difference in essence?"

Xiao Longzi's whole body was stiff, his eyes were stiff, his fingers twitched again and again like chicken claws, and after a while, he only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and he fell to the sky.

Uninhibited, speak freely, scold the heavens and the earth, do whatever you want, do not avoid writing for women, and do not speak out because of great adversity, this is Lu Feng, and it is also the true color of blood red. The episode of the old eunuch Lu preaching to Lu Feng is a naked instigation.

Novels that blindly YY without ideological connotation will never be really taken seriously, and the same is true of "Evil Wind Song", and the same is true of "Blasphemy". That's why the blood red has the proverb "Mountains are mountains, water is water, mountains are not mountains, water is not water, mountains are still mountains, water is still water", and only then can there be Rogge's chessboard argument and "What exists is an illusion, what is eternal will eventually be destroyed, and everything in the world, colorful colors, is just a blinded human heart." One day, heaven and earth, green mountains and green waters, existence only depends on my heart!"

The horse and father-in-law depicted by the blood red pen and ink are suspected to be Zheng He, who later went to the West seven times. Because his real name is Ma Sanbao, and he is also a eunuch under King Yan. The uncivilized fools mentioned by Qinglong are suspected to be the ancient Anglo-Scattersons who laid out Stonehenge or the ancient Egyptians who built the pyramids. The master of Xuanwu Yanzhi can't enter the plot of the Central Plains and Jiuzhou Enchantment, and it can be surmised that the big boss behind the scenes must be an alien demon.

And the blood-red pen power is beyond the reach of those so-called code word masters and new writers. Fengzi's good handwriting was practiced in Qingyunping after six years of hard work under the persecution of Yue'er, and how could the blood-red pen power be a fluke? Hehe, at least he himself said that he had no books and thick glasses.

Standing on the Taishi chair, Li Feng couldn't help but be happy when he saw it so lively. He cheered in his heart: "Zhong, when I stole steamed buns on the street to eat, master." The biggest ideal in life is to learn a peerless martial arts, with a lot of gold and silver, and then wrap the entire building of the Spring Yilou to be happy. Today is also the scene that responds. Li Feng smiled and grabbed the wine bottle and took a sip, but suddenly there were pictures of beautiful mountains and rivers in his mind, his heart suddenly ached violently, and his face turned pale.

Blood Red sighed through Xiao Longzi's mouth: Lu Feng is actually a sad person. Because of sadness, so cynical, so cynical, so pursuit of power, so anesthetize yourself. When he saw that his close elders were seriously injured by despicable means and roared and cried, when he watched the Yiyuan Sect being wiped out tragically, Yue'er didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but he didn't dare and couldn't stand up, when he led people to destroy people for King Yan and had relatives in turmoil, the Lu Feng we saw at that time was the most real and lovely.

Speaking of deviance, it reminds me of two people: Yang Rebellion and Guo Moruo.

Yang Rebellion's "Forbidden Books" was listed as a banned book, and the previously published version of "China Group A" was also castrated. Because there is corruption in it, because it mentions democracy, because the soldiers in it have their own minds and souls.

Once a soldier has his own thoughts, it is a harbinger of the death of the country - is this really the case?

In this regard, Yang Rebellion, who is far away in the United States, can probably only smile bitterly and be speechless, when you lose the right to speak, many things can only be buried in your heart.

Guo Moruo, this royal literati who is not on par with ****** has always been despised by me, and his compliment* is: "The second sun"; * Thoughts are higher than the sky and deeper than the sea", "*Comrade is the standard-bearer of *"; * It is the invention of Chairman Mao's genius" and other disgusting flattery, he usurped the holy will to find out Mao's favorite, deliberately distorted historical facts, and overturned the case for cruel tyrants such as Qin Shi Huang, King Yin, Wu Zetian and Cao Cao, so he was also loved by Mao and awarded the title of official and knight.

I really want to see if in a few years, a generation of famous writers with thoughts and writing, such as Blood Red, Drunkard, Lao Zhu, Xiao Ding, Jin Hezai, and Yanyu Jiangnan, will continue the path of Yang Rebellion or become the second Guo Moruo.

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