Chapter 1870 Whose way of heaven!

Style: Fantasy Author: fish and meatWords: 2218Update Time: 24/01/18 18:21:32
Chen Qingquan took out a piece of calligraphy with a look of unfavorable expression on his face.

This is a copy that was prepared early in the morning and has been polished by many senior experts. The power of the writing is not comparable to that of "The King's Abdication Picture".

He was confident that this masterpiece would be enough to capture the hearts of all the monks present.

The scroll unfolded, only a corner was revealed, and the situation above the sky suddenly changed.

The Sanskrit sound of the avenue sounded, and the thunder roared loudly.

A beam of golden light shone down on Chen Qingquan. At this moment, he was the monarch, he was the emperor.

"A traditional theme, new wine in old bottles, "Birds Pilgrimage", please taste it and criticize as much as you like."

Chen Qingquan unfolded the scroll little by little, and when he pulled it open halfway, the golden light shone brightly, and the golden scroll automatically floated in the air without wind.

"Chirp!"

The chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers hit my face, the golden light dissipated, and what I saw was not writing, painting, or words, but lifelike creatures.

Phoenix, blue luan, and magpie were circling the entire venue.

In Yumi Academy, a huge golden light pillar towered up from the sky and went straight into the sky. At this moment, the blood of all living beings in the entire world sea boiled, and a throbbing feeling sprouted in their bones.

The pressure of Phoenix's bloodline evokes the memories etched in everyone's blood, which are the traces left by the years.

In the academy, everyone was stunned. They didn't see the words, but they were deeply impressed by the artistic conception.

It took hundreds of birds to circle around for a full stick of incense before it landed on everyone's shoulders. There was a bird perched on the shoulder of every monk here. This prosperous age of blessing once again aroused people's hearts to surge.

The writing on the scroll finally emerged at this moment.

"Bird Pilgrimage"

"I am now 3,700 years old, and I am not in contact with the frontier..."

"The stars are so many, soft and beautiful, the sun rises in the east, how can they be compared..."

"The phoenix returns to its nest, the bird returns to its surroundings..."

Eloquent, another piece of prose.

Every word connects heaven and earth and directly touches people's hearts.

The meaning directly communicates with the way of heaven, which is more spectacular and hot than the previous female scholar.

This is the true cultural heritage, recognized by heaven, Chen Qingquan's position as the dean of the academy is impregnable.

We are all scholars, who dares to go against the law of heaven?

"good words!"

"Good sentence!"

"Good words!"

“I thought that Brother Qingquan’s qualifications were shallow, but I didn’t expect that his writing skills are as powerful as those of Mr. Yu in the past!”

"Moreover, Mr. Yu may not have achieved such achievements at Brother Qingquan's age!"

"No wonder he has the ability to run Yumi Academy. He is a person. In time, he will become a great literary master. Mr. Yu will have a successor!"

The shock of the painting is unforgettable for a long time.

The monks who have escaped from the meaning are full of praise. The handwriting is so wonderful and strange. Those magical birds are still leaning on their shoulders.

The young man in white who raised the question earlier, Li Shuwen, also slowly sat down and stopped talking. His actions showed everything. This young leader in the literary world was also deeply impressed.

"Today I have witnessed history, and we are willing to follow Yumi Academy under the witness of heaven!"

The old goat and other seniors stood up and said loudly.

The words seem sincere, but in fact they hide a secret. He is following Yumi Academy, not Chen Qingquan himself.

But this is enough, enough to drive scholars all over the world to completely submit to Yumi Academy and unify the literary world.

"Originally I wanted to take out the clumsy thing after the banquet to cheer everyone up, but I didn't expect it to be taken out right after the party started."

"The drinks and dishes are ready. Please take your seats. In any case, it is worthwhile to come all the way and have enough wine and food."

Chen Qingquan said with a smile, put away the scroll in his hand and closed it, feeling very proud.

It had to be polished and revised by so many literary seniors, it’s no wonder it’s not good!

Today's work was completed amidst the many praises. His position was stable and no one dared to question or challenge him.

But what happened next made the smiles on everyone's faces slightly stiffen.

The "Hundred Birds Pilgrimage" has been put away, but the heavenly path in the sky has not dissipated, but the phoenix has disappeared. The light beam of the heavenly path can be said to be more intense, and the storm is becoming more intense, as if something is brewing.

Some people don't know the truth, but they just think it is Chen Qingquan's aftertaste, and they can't help but admire: "Brother Qingquan's literary talent is only recognized by heaven, but it still lingers for a long time, and the aftertaste lingers in my mind!"

"He is truly a genius recognized by God!"

"His, too many words lead to mistakes. This abnormality was not caused by Chen Qingquan!"

"There are people around here who are causing the strange phenomena of heaven, which overlap with Chen Qingquan's strange phenomena. Part of the power of the Hundred Birds Picture just now was caused by another person, not Chen Qingquan's credit!"

Someone quietly interrupted these remarks, the Hundred Birds Picture was put away, the different aspects dissipated, and the principles of heaven should disappear. But now the cultural context of heaven is getting stronger and stronger, and there is only one explanation. There are others who are communicating with the principles of heaven through literature and energy.

At the same time as Chen Qingquan, they failed to notice in time.

Looking at the richness of the heavenly energy, it is even worse than Chen Qingquan's Hundred Birds Picture!

"what happened?"

"what's the situation?"

"Why doesn't Heavenly Dao disappear? Who is doing this secretly?"

Chen Qingquan and a group of senior literary figures could not sit still and stood up to observe the sky.

Another beam of bright golden light fell, landing not far from Yumi Academy.

Judging from the distance, that person was also in the Bahuang Territory.

An unpleasant thought arose in their minds. Could it be that Mr. Fish deliberately waited for this day to cause strange phenomena at the same time as Chen Qingquan?

This is a life-betting approach. Their literary destiny is closely related to Yumi Academy. If they are defeated by Yu Huanshui today, they will not make any progress on the road of literature in the future. The same goes for Mr. Yu. If he fails today, he will not be able to make any progress in this life. Stop here!

"No way, Brother Chen's Hundred Birds Picture was made by us together. Even if Mr. Yu's literary talent is the best in the world, it is impossible for him to challenge all of us at the same time!"

"Yes, I mean the same thing. Although this article is not a masterpiece, it is a work that condenses the efforts of Brother Chen and us old guys. How can it be a work that can be defeated by one person?"

The old timers comfort themselves, this is not one on one, this is a pair of dozens, fish in water have no chance of winning.

"No matter what, we can't let this strange phenomenon go unchecked. We have to go and see it."

"But there must be someone in the academy to take charge. Brother Chen will stay behind and let Lao Goat go take a look."

Everyone quickly discussed countermeasures, and the old goat stood up, took a step and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Qingquan was trying to appease the monks present and stabilize the morale of the soldiers.

The gathered momentum on the heavenly path has finally changed. There are no scrolls, no Sanskrit sounds, or even different images. There are just lines of golden writing that continue to evolve in the sky.

The most simple way, straight to the origin.

Attracted everyone's attention.

"Revelation"

"In today's world, Chinese learning is late, literary circles are declining, and wealthy families are living in debauchery;"

"In the Age of Dharma Ending, people are good at wisdom but not at strength, their bodies are weak, deceptions are rampant, spirits and monsters are on the rise, people are in dire straits, officials are protecting each other, gods are rotten, and people have been terminally ill for a long time..."