Moe Niang Xing Ji

"Hmph, this is the day of Yu Resonance, I don't want to stain today with your filthy blood." Seeing that Huang Chao was powerless to fight any more, Su Wanyang snorted softly, retracted the Danyue Shuxing Sword gracefully, turned and left gracefully .

Huang Chao vomited blood and trembled all over. The weight on her body became heavier and colder.

A tall woman walked out through the void of poetry realm, staring at Huang Chao with a white cold mask.

"You are"

"It would be too wasteful for you to use the Ziwei Qi of Zulong Yinxi. It is the power that a real dragon deserves." The woman stretched out her hand to grab it, her big palm covered the woman's sight, Huang Chao's face was ashen.

"Let me help you complete the task Li Shimin gave you."

The masked woman came out from the heavy door of poetry and looked up at the divine pillar sky. She flipped her hand, took out the jade pendant, and crushed it.The jade pendant was shattered, light flowed, and a true spirit came out unexpectedly.

That true spirit is also a beautiful and mature woman of the first order, wearing a light blue dress with qin pattern, this true spirit looks haggard and her eyes are lifeless.

"You will be punished for doing this and let the world cast aside." Zhenling said.

"Huh, spit on me, I will create the greatest achievement in the history of the star world soon, all the generals in the world will be in my hands, how can they spit on me?" The woman laughed mercilessly.

"But thanks to you, I was able to enter the Hall of All Saints. When I get to this point, you will be the one who will be cast aside."

"You should thank me for saving your life, and soon you will be with me forever."

"Fu Sheng Sima Xiangru"

Zhenling's eyes instantly darkened.

"Let's go to the painting saint now." The woman looked at it, and it seemed that only the painting saint had no one to choose, which was exactly what she wanted.

After playing ten blood and tears chapters with Huang Longshi, Chen Mo flew straight to the top of the sky.

Pushing open the door, Chen Mo walked in.

Inside is a huge circular platform, which is similar to what you see outside, but when you see it from the outside, you only feel that the platform is huge, and the statues of the philosophers are very solemn, but because the Hall of All Saints is protected by a formation, it is not too big. I really feel that at this moment, I walked in personally, only to find that participating in person is completely different.

The sacred atmosphere of ancient times lingered throughout the entire hall, and the statues of the sons, which were tens of feet high, looked solemn.

The strong will and ambition made Chen Mo deeply feel that his skin seemed to be integrated into it.

Every sacred image of the philosophers seems to have an ancient picture scroll slowly unfolding in their minds.

It's amazing. It's unimaginable to have such a grand ambition.

There are nine immortal monuments, eight of which are distributed in eight directions. Chen Mo saw that the arrangement of the monuments looked familiar, but when he thought about it carefully, the arrangement of the eight monuments was somewhat similar to gossip, but it seemed to be a little different. Among them, the ninth monument was in the most The location of the center is like a pillar of Optimus.

what happened

The eight monuments gave Chen Mo a sense of déjà vu. There was something budding in his heart but he couldn't break through. Chen Mo closed his eyes and practiced gossip.

Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui are divided into eight directions.

Qiankun confronts each other, positioning the heaven and earth; Zhen Xun confronts each other, thunder and wind are thinner;

Ok

Chen Mo was playing gossip, and found that he was getting more and more comfortable and handy. The gossip that he thought was at its peak seemed to be faintly transforming towards a higher level.

Su Wanyang, Liu Fengxi, Huang Yuheng entered Zhuzi platform one after another, together with Tao Yuanming who arrived first, everyone stared at Chen Mo strangely.

This is the coquettish meeting of the spirit generals. At this moment, it should be the topic of going to see the eight monuments. How could he be like a general and punch in the eyes of a saint.

"Chen Mo, are you crazy, you actually punched and used force in the contest of spirit generals?" Su Wanyang frowned and couldn't help but say something.

Chen Mo turned a deaf ear, still indulging in the strange realm.

At this time, the scholar Wang Xizhi, the poet sage Du Fu, the literary sage Han Yu and others also appeared at the altar of the masters one after another.

"Is this gossip?"

"This gossip has already reached perfection."

"It's unexpected that someone can practice gossip so well."

Outside the Hall of All Saints, the sharp-eyed cultivator Xingjiang has already seen Chen Mo's boxing routines.

The Book of Changes plays martial arts in the world, and gossip is the foundation.

"Well, Chen Mo actually practiced gossip, and he still has a white tiger. Does Xuanwu want to fully comprehend the Book of Changes?" Su Mian looked at Chen Mo's boxing techniques below. The gossip is pure and the artistic conception is transcendent.

"But why is he gossiping on the Sage's Platform for others to see?" Su Mian didn't quite understand.

"It's so embarrassing." Mi Fu hid his face and didn't dare to look at Chen Mo punching on the important occasion of Resonance of Hundred Saints. "This is better than the spiritual power of poetry. What is he punching for? It's not bigger than anyone else's fist."

"Junior Brother Chen Mo must have his own intentions." Jiang Kui shook her head, she believed that Chen Mo would not do meaningless things.

"But Su Shi and the others are starting to study the monuments of the philosophers, preparing for the next topic." Mi Fu was a little worried that Chen Mo didn't have enough time.

On the altar, Huang Yuheng frowned, is this man trying to please the public?

He glanced at Han Chengqing, Wen Sheng smiled at him with gentle eyes, Huang Yuheng felt a surge of pride, now is not the time to care about other people, the most urgent task is to decipher the eight steles of the sages.

"The whole world is turbid and I am pure alone, and everyone is drunk and I am alone sober, so let me see it"

Huang Yuheng can't understand, this is the famous sentence of Qu Yuan cast Jiang Xingzhui, but what's the meaning of putting it on the stele

"Don't tell me you want to write your own opinions?" Huang Yuheng was influenced by Han Yu, the emperor of the Era, and has a superb understanding of the prose of the philosophers. "The whole world is turbid and I am alone, and everyone is drunk and I am alone." Huang Yuheng closed his eyes and imagined the artistic conception of this sentence, Good for the final answer.

Su Shi looked at the stele for a long time, and glanced at Chen Mo, but he was still gossiping.

What's even more disgusting is that Liu Jingshui, the prime minister in white, seemed to be indifferent to the stele of Zhuzi, and actually watched Chen Mo's boxing quietly from the sidelines. The woman's eyes were graceful and full of appreciation.

"Hmph, it seems that you are not worthy to be Yu's opponent." Su Wanyang felt uneasy seeing that this dog and man didn't care about the saint's stele.

Chen Mo practiced gossip for a while, but he still felt that something was missing, so he finally stopped.

"Young master's gossip is perfect, I don't know why to sigh." Liu Fengxi's phoenix eyes were puzzled, she was already deeply amazed by Chen Mo's boxing skills.

"Ah, you've been watching." Chen Mo laughed as if waking up from a dream.

"I just thought that the arrangement of the steles looked like gossip, so I couldn't help but fight."

"Hey, hasn't the last Hundred Saints' Resonance started yet?" Chen Mo looked at the holy platform, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove were almost all there, and when they all came, it almost started.

"Wu Daozi, the saint of painting, hasn't come yet."

Wang Xizhi has a tall figure, elegant calligraphy, and a personable demeanor. As the head of the top calligrapher, Wang Xizhi frowned. "Wu Daozi is too inattentive to the time, it has been delayed for a long time."

"Who else has not entered the holy platform?" The poet Du Fu closed his eyes, very calm.

Chen Mo took a look, but Huang Chao and the woman suspected of Zhu Yuanzhang did not appear.

"Huang Chao should not be unable to get in." Su Shi said lightly.

At this moment, the door opened, and a tall woman appeared at the door. She was wearing a long embroidered dress, a garland of cloud temples, and bright eyes, as if she had stepped out of a painting.

"Wu Daozi"

Everyone looked at her.

"Waiting for you, why did you appear so late."

Suddenly, everyone noticed that something was wrong with Wu Daozi. Wu Daozi's pupils were wide open, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless.

"you go away"

Wu Daozi took a few steps forward and fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned, and saw an extremely tall woman appearing behind the painting saint. She wore a mask and stared coldly at everyone on the holy platform.

Even the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove shuddered.

"Everyone is here, that's great, now let us witness the moment when all saints are sinful." The woman's tone was cold, and she slowly took off her mask.

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Chapter 488 'Sun Moon True Dragon' Zhu Yuanzhang

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The woman's pupils are very strange, the pupils are different from ordinary people, one pupil is like a moon spirit, and the other pupil is like a sun spirit.

The sun and the moon go hand in hand, born from the face.

Everyone gasped when they saw it.

"Zhu Yuanzhang, you have actually transformed the true spirit into an incarnation." Sima Qian's silent expression, which seemed to be frozen in time, was finally moved.

"True Spirit Incarnation" Chen Mo whispered.

The True Spirit is equivalent to the Primordial Spirit of a monk, but compared to the Primordial Spirit of a monk, the Star General's True Spirit has more powerful supernatural powers, and can almost be regarded as the second star's destiny, but it is difficult or even impossible to cultivate the True Spirit of a Star General.

"Zhu Yuanzhang, what are you doing, do you want to disturb the coquettish?"

Su Mian let out a roar of thunder, the voice pierced through the sky and surrounded the temple, purple energy came from the east, all the star generals and monks present could feel the murderous aura of the thousand-year dream, but they couldn't say a word.

Zhu Yuanzhang, the true dragon of the sun and moon, had a cold face. She looked contemptuously, raised her palm, and grabbed her own eyes, grabbing a true spirit from the pupils of Sun Rijing's eyes.

"Sima Xiangru"

The Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove turned pale with shock.

"I only disturbed Feng Sao to fulfill their ambitions on behalf of the ancient masters, and you spirit generals are only eroding the power of the masters. It is simply reckless and unforgivable. It is you self-righteous spirit generals who really disturb Feng Sao."

Zhu Yuanzhang uttered like a sword, every word was extremely cold.

"what are you saying"

Su Mian was taken aback.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand, and the real spirit of Sima Xiangru, the bestowed saint, immediately slammed into one of the steles. The real spirit blasted into the stele, like a stone sinking into a lake, and there was no sound in an instant.

The stone tablet suddenly glowed.

"what"

Chen Mo, Su Shi and others looked at each other in blank dismay.

Then Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand and raised the body of the painting saint Wu Daozi. The woman breathed weakly and was almost powerless to fight back. Although she was the seven sages of the bamboo forest and also had the status of Xuannv, she did not reach the purple energy like a real saint. The Ziwei sage who came from the east could not possibly be the opponent of Zhu Yuanzhang, the third Marquis of the Sun and the Moon True Dragon.

"Zhu Yuanzhang, you dare to hurt a sage, stop it"

Wang Xizhi, the sage of calligraphy, Du Fu, the sage of poetry, Huang Longshi, the sage of chess, Han Yu, the sage of literature, and Sima Qian, the sage of history, joined forces and struck out instantly.

Lanting Shusheng's Xingwu Moying brush and Xueqing post.The calligraphy of Moying brush is like a sword, penetrating three points into wood, and each word falls like rain on the Xueqing post. The calligraphy of the post is continuously gathered, and all kinds of power are released to kill.

Du Fu's eyes were steady, and it appeared that his Xingwu Shenshang were two orbs that looked like stars but not stars. The orbs were bright and suspended above Du Fu, like two golden beams of light shooting out from the pupils of the sky, towards Zhu Yuanzhang.

Huanglongshi's Xingwu male and female Yinyang also appeared from the void. Her Xingwu is a chess piece. The chess pieces are not black and white but present two kinds of light, one yin and one yang. It is like the evolution of ancient prehistoric times. Hundreds of chess pieces are arranged in the pattern of ancient stars. , very spectacular.

The literary sage Han Chengqing also lived up to expectations. Qi Xingwu's Meng Tun Dan Zhuan, Dan Zhuan is the script of Taoist mantras, written with cinnabar, and evolved from the shape of the ancient big seal and Xiao Zhuan. A piece of Meng Tun Dan Zhuan can turn all kinds of books. , The words are like a big array covering her.

With a flick of Sima Qian's eyes, the Historical Records opened, and he also shot a force capable of obliterating thousands of years to kill Zhu Yuanzhang.

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang took away the true spirit of Fu Sheng Sima Xiangru, and murdered Wu Daozi, the painting saint, the five bamboo forest sages also angrily shot to save the painting saint. The power is endless.

Chen Mo, Su Shi, Liu Yong, Huang Yuheng, and Tao Yuanming were all difficult to participate in, so they could only use star power to avoid it temporarily.

Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hand and opened his palm plainly.

The sun and the moon pupils were [-] light, powerful enough to block the attacks of the five sages, the sun and moon true dragon chopped off its feet, and said ruthlessly: "Seven sages of the bamboo forest, why don't you follow me to fulfill the true ambition of the disciples of the Hall of Ten Thousand Saints?" , to eternity."

The painting saint Wu Daozi vomited blood from the shock of the star force, the woman was powerless to resist, Zhu Yuanzhang grabbed the void with the other hand, and threw Wu Daozi into one of the stone monuments, the woman screamed, but the star pendant could not be seen, but the figure turned into a Under the power of Zhu Yuanzhang, the illusory true spirit was blasted into the stele, and at the same time, the stele suddenly woke up and lit up.

"Wu Daozi" Huang Longshi called out sadly.

"Zhu Yuanzhang, your crime is unforgivable!" The chess master shouted angrily.

"Zhu Jiujiu, I'm going to give you another chance, stop, otherwise I will use the power of the star realm to destroy your star name." Su Mian scolded, if it wasn't for the defense formation of the Hall of All Saints, Millennium Dream would have killed you long ago up.

"Using the power of the star realm, so bold, okay, I, Zhu Yuanzhang, will destroy the power of the star realm." The woman said unwaveringly, "Su Mian, after the coquettish meeting, I still advise you to retreat from the central star realm, the position Give it to me, for Ziwei Star Emperor's sake, I can spare your life"

As soon as this remark came out, it was undoubtedly broken.

Su Mian's complexion was frosty, extremely cold.

The five sages yelled angrily: "Even if Zhu Yuanzhang is a top-level star, the five of us will not be afraid of you if we join forces." The sages who have stepped into the semi-saint have the realm of Xuannv, although they are not as powerful as Ziwei Xingming, but if the five of them join hands Even the top star can't win.

Seeing that the words of Zhu Yuanzhang's rebellion had already been released, and the situation had reached the point of life and death, Wang Xizhi and others immediately resorted to five Phoenix steps.

Book sage, Wanji imperial invitation

The sage of poetry, the merchant will leave forever

Chess Master, Qiankun Chess Game

Wen Sheng, the decline of a thousand years