Chapter 53: Dragon Warring States

Tianyin City, the central square!

With the appearance of the Wendao Temple, a great force suddenly suppressed the 500 million people in the city.

The four presiding officers, after being inspected from the temple of Wendao, fell to their respective round platforms.

"Please go up to the Great Qiansheng and enter the arbitration position!" the Ram Saint looked at the 100,000 participating scribes with cold eyes and shouted.

Under the big drink, the Ram Saint, the Nine Princes, the Master of the Flowing Years, and Dingding, all four of them hugged each other with their hands in front and bowed slightly.

In Tianyin City, hundreds of people also bowed down respectfully.

But I saw that nine dragons in the distance, pulling a huge chariot and slowly flying over, surrounded by white clouds, and above the white clouds, a large number of officials were standing. Long Shenwu, Sima Zongheng, and a large number of dignified people stood behind the Nine Dragons chariot.

"Woo, woo~~~~~!"

A bull's horn sounded in Tianyin City, as if to welcome the arrival of the Great Qiansheng.

Directly north of the central square, there is a high platform.

The dragon chariot slowly landed on the high platform.

The dragon chariot fell, and the surrounding officials stood respectfully behind until the bead curtain of the dragon chariot was slowly opened.

From the inside, a flat crown slowly protrudes.

Everyone knows that it is the Great Dry Sage.

"Meet the Holy One, Long live the Holy One, long live the Holy One!" the officials and soldiers of the Quartet bowed respectfully.

"Meet the Holy One, Long live the Holy One, long live the Holy One!" hundreds of people worshiped excitedly.

I don't know why, with the arrival of the Great Qiansheng, the oppression of the Wendao Temple seemed to have weakened countless in an instant, and the people were able to speak freely, and they looked at the Great Qiansheng even more excitedly.

The moment the Great Qiansheng stepped out of the dragon chariot, faintly, a golden air flow centered on the Great Qiansheng, roaring into the sky.

"Boom!"

The sea of righteous qi above the head of the Great Qiansheng was suddenly blown away countless times, and the golden air flow turned into a golden cloud and floated in the sky.

Above the golden clouds, there seemed to be golden dragons cruising, and the gods were incomparable.

Da Qiansheng stepped on the dragon chariot, and the dragon chariot slowly flew away. The official behind him immediately presented the dragon chair and placed it behind the Great Qiansheng.

"Is that the Great Qiansheng?" a trace of consternation flashed in Gu Hai's eyes.

Da Qiansheng, his appearance is ordinary, about fifty or sixty years old, he seems to be old, but at this moment, he is on the high platform, but he is like the supreme of heaven and earth, wearing a crystal jade flat heavenly crown, wearing a brown gold dragon robe, stepping on colorful cloud silk boots, and endless rui qi surrounds his body.

"Let's be even!" said lightly.

The sound is not loud, but it strangely reaches everyone's ears.

"Thank you!" Countless officials, soldiers, and people all stood up excitedly.

Da Qiansheng slowly sat on the dragon chair.

"Lingshan Holy Land, in the future, I have seen the Great Qiansheng!" suddenly came from the west of the square.

Gu Hai turned his head to look, but saw a large number of monks standing on a high platform in the distance, the first one was a bald monk in white about twenty years old, with a golden ribbon wrapped around the monk's eyes. Put your hands together and bow slightly to the Great Qiansheng.

"Future Buddha?" Gu Hai frowned slightly.

But looking at the back of the future Buddha's head, there seems to be a golden wheel of light, emitting bursts of Buddha light.

"Wanshou Taoism, Taishang, I have seen the Great Qiansheng!" In the south of the square, a woman suddenly drank lightly.

Gu Hai looked over, but saw that there was also a high platform in the south, full of a large number of white-clothed men and women, the first extremely beautiful woman, about thirty years old, skin as white as frost and snow, chest plump, white clothes outlined a body of flesh and bones, as if revealing a charm that people can't extricate themselves, mature style, plus a bewitching cinnabar in the center of the eyebrows, how many people were stunned for a while, as if all the good things in the world were gathered here, but there was a coldness in the eyes.

"Taishang Dao, Giant?" Gu Hai's expression moved slightly.

Behind the Taishang Dao giant, there were several ribbons floating, as if they brought out rainbows, dyeing the sky.

"Sun God Palace, Taichu, I have seen the Great Qiansheng!" A soft shout came from the east of the square.

In the east, it seemed that countless angelic lights and shadows appeared, and a holy light suddenly illuminated all directions.

But in front of a large group of angels, a middle-aged man in white stood on a high platform, looked at the Great Qiansheng, and bowed slightly.

"Taichu?" Gu Hai's pupils shrank.

I haven't heard the news of Taichu in the past few days, but I don't want to, he suddenly arrived.

Da Qiansheng sat on the dragon chair, only nodded, and did not stand up to salute in return.

"The sky is above, the lord of the Great Qiantian Dynasty, the Dragon Warring States, thank God for the arbitration, for the arbitration of the Halloween Conference, with the text of the road to continue, forever!"

"Boom!"

The sea of righteousness in the sky suddenly churned.

"Great Qiansheng, Long Warring States!" Gu Hai stared at the Great Qiansheng.

Although there is no response to the three holy lands, the three holy places do not have the slightest sense of blame, this is the status of the great cadres. In a word, it shook the world.

"All saints, please!" said the Ram Saint solemnly.

"Boom!"

In the churning of the sea of righteousness, suddenly, there was a burst of beautiful piano sound between heaven and earth, among the piano sounds, there seemed to be many people reciting poems, and above the sky, there seemed to be countless phantoms of fairy birds and beasts in an instant, and a large number of stars were shining everywhere.

Although the sound was loud and gave a very pleasant feeling, for some reason, no one could hear what was being said.

Until a voice rang out.

"The sky is above, we are willing to obey the generations! Guide the common people, continue to reproduce, practice the law on behalf of the heavens, and prosper the immortal dome together!" A voice sounded.

But I saw that in the Wendao Temple, one after another white-clothed figures slowly walked out, and the white-clothed figures couldn't see their faces clearly, as if they were dressed up in Wenxiu, and there were countless heroic righteous qi surrounding them between the steps.

One after another, one after another. More and more, as if a sky full of immortals suddenly appeared.

For a while, all the 500 million people in Tianyin City were silent, staring wide-eyed.

"That's the saint?" Gu Hai's eyes narrowed slightly.

"That's right, that's the heavenly soul of a saint, maybe it has been given by heaven and has a strange body!" Sima Changkong whispered behind Gu Hai.

"That voice came from the Wendao Temple just now, and everything else can be understood, but what is the 'Immortal Dome' mentioned in it?" Gu Hai wondered.

"Uh, Immortal Vault, Mr. Gu listened really carefully, I don't know, I guess, the dome is the sky, the fairy dome, it should still be the meaning of the sky, right?" Sima Changkong said blankly.

"No, the Immortal Dome is an object!" said Changsheng on the side.

"Oh, what kind of object is the Immortal Dome?" Gu Hai looked at Changsheng suspiciously.

"Well, I don't know, the old man mentioned it before, and he didn't dare to mention it every time, Ziwei, didn't you ask the old man? What did he say?" Changsheng looked at Ziwei.

"Tell me a fart, as soon as I asked what the 'fairy dome' was, the old man slapped me and told me not to mention this thing in the future, this is a secret from God! God blames it, and no one can run away. Ziwei suddenly shook her head and said.

Gu Hai: "..................!"

The saint walked out of the Wendao Temple, gradually divided into two areas, and stood directly above the square one by one.

One area has 8,000 saints, and the other area has 2,000 saints.

The Great Qiansheng Shanglong Warring States held the dragon chair and stopped talking.

The Ram Saint saluted respectfully to the 10,000 saints who slowly stood firm.

"Calligraphy presiding, Ram Saint, please classify the saints, select and test first!" said the Ram Saint respectfully.

"Buzz!"

The eight thousand saints retreated, and the two thousand saints stood above the Haoran Righteous Sea, overlooking the central square.

"What does this mean?" Gu Hai looked at Sima Changkong.

"Those eight thousand saints were all transformed by the heavenly souls of the three holy lands after Wen Xiu's death!" Sima Changkong said with a wry smile.

"Oh?" Gu Hai raised his eyebrows.

"Those eight thousand are those who support the three holy lands, these two thousand are ordinary literary and Taoist saints, five hundred each for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Mr. Gu, you see that the giants of the three holy lands did not come to participate in the big competition, do you know why?" Sima Changkong said with a wry smile.

"Why?"

"These two thousand saints hate the three holy lands, so as long as the "Taishang Sutra", "Future Sutra", and "Taichu Sutra" appear, these two thousand saints will definitely not be selected, and the three holy land giants will not be humiliated, but the people of the two major heavenly dynasties of Yan and Huang will compete with us for the recommendation of the first round of saints!" Sima Changkong explained.

"Oh, there are contradictions between the saints?" a hint of surprise flashed in Gu Hai's eyes.

"Mr. Gu, don't think that they are all dead, they all have their own thoughts. Sima Changkong explained.

"Oh?"

"Taishang, Taichu, and Future, they will only enter the second round of the Eight Thousand Saints Competition! At this moment, they are just sending some ordinary disciples to come and find some luck!" Sima Changkong explained.

Gu Hai nodded.

"The first round, it's just these two thousand saints, Mr. Gu, be careful, I will do my best to show the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, resonate with the saint, and get the recommendation of the saint, the more the better, I will help you and recommend you to the saint!" Sima Changkong said solemnly.

"Okay!" Gu Hai nodded.

"Let's start, Qinqi, calligraphy and painting!" said one of the two thousand saints above the sky.

The four major hosts did not speak, and the 100,000 scribes who participated in the competition were not easy to start. Because, the four of them are the hosts, and they are the rules.

"One hundred, Guhai!" cried the Ram Saint.

"Here!" Gu Hai was slightly stunned and stepped forward.

All around, Xuan En, Ye Hua, Emperor Qing, Emperor Kong and others all widened their eyes, at this moment of the big competition, what did the Ram Saint shout Gu Hai for?

"Start with you, show the text, show the saints!" said the Ram Saint solemnly.

"What?" Hyun Eun's face changed.

"This, let Gu Hai start first? This is cheating, Gu Hai starts first, take our lead!" Seven Kills' face changed.

"Hmph, the Great Qiantian Empire, using the host, cheating!"

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Suddenly, countless scribes glared at Gu Hai angrily.

Gu Hai: "............!"

Gu Hai was speechless for a while, is this a disaster without reason?

"Who dares to make a noise, disqualified!" the Ram Saint shouted.

Airplanes!

The people who were in the noise before suddenly stopped abruptly.

It's too obvious that all the resources are tilted towards me, right?

"Gu Hai, you start!" said the Ram Saint solemnly.

Gu Hai: "..................!"

How do you start? Hang yourself out and let me perform first? Although it is good for yourself, isn't it a little inauthentic?

"Master, why don't I come first, play your tune, or sing it myself!" called Gou Chen.

"Mr. Gu, I'll come, I'll help you recite poetry!" Ziwei shouted.

"Mr. Gu, I'll come, I'll help you paint!" Changsheng also shouted.

Gu Hai looked at the Heavenly Sage, and the Heavenly Sage didn't seem to care.

However, at this moment, nearly 500 million people are staring at themselves, some are happy, some are jealous, some are disdainful, some are angry, and they always feel a little uncomfortable.

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, chess do not need to ask for people, piano and books, I have some earth's foundation in my heart, but I can paint, I don't seem to have it.

"Changsheng, bother, try it first!" Gu Hai said in a deep voice.

I'm not good at painting, let Changsheng try, even if something happens, it's nothing.

"I—what I draw—whatever you want me to draw, I'll draw!" Changsheng suddenly exclaimed.

"Whatever!" Gu Hai said with a wry smile.

I don't know anything about painting at all, so naturally I can't talk nonsense. Let immortality come.

"Alright!" Changsheng nodded.

A desk full of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone was placed in front of Gu Hai. Gu Hai asked Changsheng to paint.

At this moment, 500 million people are staring at that immortality.

"Hmph, I want to see what kind of amazing painting the Great Qiantian Dynasty has painted by cheating like this, and how many saints can recommend it!"

"That immortal?" Emperor Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was a little familiar.

The Ram Saint, the Flowing Year Master, the Nine Princes, and Ding Ding all looked at Changsheng suspiciously.

The Great Dry Sage in the North, the Taichu in the East, the Taishang Dao Giant in the South, and the Future Buddha in the West all showed a sense of doubt.

Gu Hai smiled slightly bitterly, which pushed himself in front of the people, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

"What? He painted that thing again, blinding me!" Gou Chen's face changed suddenly.

Gu Hai was slightly stunned and turned his head to look. But he saw that Changsheng had already made two strokes, and as soon as those two strokes were outlined, Gu Hai knew what to draw.

Egg?

Immortality wants to be on the spot, in front of 500 million people, draw an egg?

Immortality wants to draw an egg in front of the Great Sage, the Future Buddha, the Taishang Giant, and the Taichu?

Immortality should draw an egg in front of the saints in the sky.

Gu Hai suddenly had a spirit. However, the immortal pen was extremely fast, and the stroke in his hand danced wildly, and the shape of the egg became clearer and clearer.

Gu Hai suddenly turned his head sweating profusely, not daring to look more.

The Ram Saint yelled at the sky: "This is the first exhibition of the Painting Dao, please draw the Dao Saint, watch carefully, and judge as soon as possible!"