"Stand firmly on the green mountains and never let go. The roots are still in the broken rocks. After countless hardships, they are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south..."
Yang Gang stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the red light in the sky in the distance.
Lang's voice was full of nostalgia.
As the sound falls.
Rumble~~
In the red light curtain in the eastern sky, there seemed to be thunderclouds surging, and there were bursts of thunder.
next moment.
Countless red words emerged in the light curtain, turning into pieces of poetry, telling the magnificent past events in the world from ancient times to the present. There seemed to be countless voices singing poetry at the same time.
The sudden change in Chibi immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"This is……"
"Chibi resonates, and thousands of poems are recited! At this time, another poem that has been passed down through the ages appears in the world, and it is automatically recorded by Chibi..."
"Still strong despite being struck hard by the blows, regardless of the wind from east to west, north or south... Good poetry, really good poetry! Using bamboo to support aspirations shows the elegance of a scholar more than any gorgeous words."
"This Yang Gang..."
Everyone looked at Yang Gang.
But I found that he didn't seem to notice the things around him, and was still immersed in his own world.
This poem.
It has a very special meaning to him.
It was his mother in his previous life who taught him the first poem and also taught him the principles of life.
I remember that crazy woman holding him in her arms in the dark and old garage, pointing at the words in the book and saying: "Xiao Gang, you... remember... don't be afraid of any difficulties you encounter!"
"Grandma told my mother that people should not be afraid of difficulties. We are not afraid..."
"Mom, I'm hungry..."
Young Yang Gang raised his head, his eyes pure and helpless.
But this scene was deeply engraved in his heart.
Why is his character so stubborn and unwilling to give in to anything? Even when facing an enemy like Haotian, you never had the slightest idea of giving up?
Because he has already experienced the greatest misfortune in the world and experienced all the difficulties that can be experienced.
Even if his body is shattered to pieces, there will not be a trace of fear in his heart.
Yang Gang climbed out from the bottom of society and reached the pinnacle of the Three Realms in the mountains and seas. To him, the destructive methods used by Liu Xi and others were nothing more than drizzle.
"His Majesty."
Yang Gang put away the memory in his heart and finally turned to look at the Holy Lord.
He said calmly: "If you do it, you did it; if you didn't do it, you didn't do it. Yang Gang may have made mistakes, but he would never do such a despicable thing. Your Majesty, please take a closer look!"
After the words fell, there was silence.
If you do it, you do it; if you don't do it, you don't do it.
For people like them, there will never be any lies on this matter. So that when the truth is revealed, it will be laughed at.
Everyone's eyes were looking at the Holy Lord.
Yang Gang handed over the choice to Shengjun. It seemed that he had cut off the retreat, but in fact it was a clever method of retreating in order to advance.
In this matter, the sage must be impartial.
If the verdict is hurried, and it is later found out that Yang Gang was really wronged, his credibility among the people will be greatly reduced, which will damage the virtue of the emperor.
The main thing is.
Yang Gang's statement is tantamount to telling everyone that he has a clear conscience and you can go check it out.
The Holy Lord stood quietly in the field and did not speak for a while.
Everyone could see that his mind had been shaken. The balance of trust began to tilt towards Yang Gang.
"Yang Gang, the evidence is conclusive, you still want to deny it?"
Liu Xi saw that the situation was not good and immediately shouted angrily.
Immediately, someone took out the testimonies from the arms of the guards of the Thousand Waves Waterfall. Yang Gang's crimes were written in black and white on them.
"evidence?"
Yang Gang sneered softly, "You said the evidence, did anyone see with their own eyes that I destroyed the Eternal Poetry Wall? If you really have real evidence, do you dare to ask the Holy Lord to ask these people in person if they saw me, Yang Gang, committing that crime? Something that both humans and gods are angry about?"
"I ask you, do you dare!"
Yang Gang stepped forward and shouted firmly and forcefully. Liu Xi was so shocked that he couldn't help but step back and didn't dare to look at him.
In the testimony they prepared, some of their experiences were indeed written vaguely.
But as Yang Gang said, no one actually witnessed the process of him destroying the Eternal Wall.
Let the Holy Lord ask in person?
How dare they!
One mistake is a grave sin of deceiving the emperor!
"Your Majesty, we do not..."
"We didn't see it with our own eyes!"
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
All the guards of Thousand Layers Falls fell to their knees and begged for mercy.
If they had known about this, they would have directly publicized Yang Gang's incident. Why should they be scrupulous because of his identity, which would lead to today's disaster.
I really... really regret it!
"You, you..."
Liu Xi was extremely corrupt. He pointed at the guards and angrily said, "Then tell me, Yang Gang was the only one who went to Thousand Layers Waterfall that day. If he didn't do it, could it be you?"
The pressure came on the guards.
They all looked bitter and shook their heads wildly in denial.
"Not us, not us!"
"With ten thousand of our courage, we still wouldn't dare to destroy the Eternal Wall!"
"snort!"
Liu Xi snorted heavily and shouted: "Since it's not you, and it's not Yang Gang. Then tell me, who is it?"
"I……"
All the guards were speechless and speechless.
"Mr. Liu."
Yang Gang suddenly spoke up, with a smile on his face, "The conflict between you and me, why bother these guards? I have a guess... the poems of the sages on the eternal poetry wall may not have disappeared."
"oh?"
Everyone was surprised and focused their attention on him.
Hearing this, the Holy Lord also cast a concerned look.
However.
Without waiting for Yang Gang to speak.
After a period of brewing, the sky in the east changed again.
Thousands of red rays of light gradually condensed into the song "Bamboo Stone" written by Yang Gang.
Don't let go of the green mountains, your roots are still in the broken rocks.
It has endured thousands of blows but is still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.
Immediately afterwards.
This poem, which is enough to be passed down from generation to generation, suddenly emerged with endless divine light, rushing into the nine heavens and reaching down to the earth.
For a while.
The wind and clouds gathered, and the inspirations from heaven and earth poured into the red pillar of light, pouring into the eternal red cliff below along with the poem "Bamboo and Stone".
The red stone wall seemed to be stimulated.
Suddenly, on the side left by Yang Gang, "Red Cliff Nostalgia", lines of text burst into intense blood light, covering everything around them.
Its brilliant light is like the king of poems, covering up all the lights of poems in the sky, including the 'bamboo stone'.
There seems to be an invisible pen in the sky, slowly writing ancient and vast words.
[The great river goes to the east, and the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages... To the west of the old fortress, the way of humanity is, the mountain and the sea are red cliffs... The rocks penetrate the sky, the stormy waves hit the shore, rolling up thousands of waves... The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at that time. . 】
[My motherland wanders in my mind, I am affectionate and should laugh at me, I will be born early... Life is like a dream, one statue still shines in the moonlight...]
"This font..."
"This is an ancient immortal text!"
"It is the text of the Great Dao used by immortals and great gods before the ancient mountains and seas collapsed!"
"How could this happen? Why were the poems written by Yang Gang turned into ancient texts by the Eternal Poetry Wall? This is really incredible!"
(End of chapter)
