On the sky, a huge golden book floated high above the sky, and scattered golden text light curtains, which encircled all the places within a mile. Inside the light curtain, we could see endless dark and strange air curling around and hundreds of strange roaring,
At this time, we saw that the original golden book of the Water Margin suddenly bloomed with thousands of stars, and beams of light shone from the golden book, and among the beams of light, a number of stars of ideas floated out, falling on the spirits of many books, such as servants and mountain bandits, which were transformed by many words,
At that moment, a flash of light burst into the eyes of many book spirits who were still slightly rigid, but then they were slightly flustered. Finally, they screamed again and again, and their feet were bound, and they were in a hurry,
As a result, the numerous calligraphies that could have stopped the evil craftiness a little bit later fell back. In just a few moments, hundreds of calligraphies could not escape and were torn into pieces by the evil craftiness,
It turns out that these stars of ideas are the ideas of the readers above the apprentice level in Outlaws of the Marsh. However, all the readers come here only because they need help from the Yellow Book. They are loyal scholars. They have read poems and books, but have been to the battlefield,
Needless to say, what we need to face on the scene is a lot of ferocious and evil tricks. The fact that we can not directly collapse is enough to show that people's hearts are strong,
Seeing this, Huang Shu didn't think much of it. With a big hand, countless words fell from the Water Margin Golden Book. In the combination room, they turned into hundreds of books again. All the readers' minds were attached to them again, and began to fight against evil,
The spirit of these books is all written and attached to them, which will not bring pain to the readers' minds,
After shouldering the initial panic, the detached state of mind cultivated by all readers after reading poetry books successfully played a role, gradually became stable, and the words, guns and sticks in their hands were also waved with a certain style,
Many calligraphers have also become flexible. When facing evil attacks, they no longer just resist, but know how to avoid and fight back from time to time,
As the saying goes, war is the backbone of men. With the development of time, many readers began to grow rapidly after being torn apart by many evils and tricks for countless times. They wielded their swords more simply and forcefully, and learned to cooperate with each other,
For a while, in the originally dark and mysterious realm, blood was steaming and shouting constantly. The powerful blood of scholars was soaring into the sky, and even the evil was frightened,
Taking this opportunity, Huang Shu glanced around and quickly stopped on the bowl which was floating in the air and was still releasing the spirit of deception,
After a little meditation, I have made up my mind, and the spirit of literature is surging, which urges the mirror to shine a beam of light straight at the hundred spooky bowls. In a moment, the spirit of spooky disappears as far as the beam can reach, leaving a channel open,
Without hesitation, Huang Shu stepped forward and recited "Ode to the Autumn Wind". The wind blew under his feet, driving Huang Shu along the passage and rushing towards the hundred spooky bowls,
"Howl..." Seeing the crisis, many evil and crafty people rioted and rushed towards Huang Shu with a roar,
"Cover,
But I heard a cry of grief, and one by one the spirit of the book was torn by evil tricks and turned into broken words. Because of too much consumption, the Water Margin Golden Book could not reunite the spirit of the book again,
As a last resort, each reader's idea had to sigh and turn into a star light again, and then returned to the Water Margin world. Later, the idea crossed the void and returned to the body,
So, only a few decades later, there are only about 50 readers who come to help fight, and they are still struggling to support,
However, in the face of the time that people fought for with their blood, Huang Shu did not dare to waste it. He soon came to the side of the hundred trick bowl, waved his hand, and the endless literary spirit in his body poured out, and then covered the dark hundred trick bowl,
At this moment, a strong and strange air rushed out of the bowl again, which blocked the public's spirit and could not get in at all,
At the same time, a cold woman with white clothes floated out of the bowl, looked at the yellow book with cold face, waved her sharp claws, and grabbed the yellow book directly. Under the endless strange atmosphere, the surrounding black fog kept billowing,
"Drink!" When Huang Shu saw this, he immediately shouted, and his chest was full of positive energy, like a bright sun burning up. When the strange claw was near, it suddenly made a loud noise, and black gas was rising. The woman was also howling miserably,
Then I saw his body turned and the surrounding environment changed. He was unexpectedly in a pink lotus account. A beautiful woman vomited like a orchid, leaned on the bed and flirted with the yellow book,
"Come on, come on, young master, what are you waiting for..."
When I read the Yellow Book, I felt angry, and my mind was in a trance. The noble and healthy qi that was enveloped outside the body also flickered, which was a sign of dissipation,
"Girl, there is no way to tempt you!" Fortunately, Huang Shu often faces such top quality beauties as Yuehan, and finally has some resistance. Once he bites the tongue, he finally wakes up in time,
Then my mind wandered into the exchange list and spent ten thousand points to exchange seven stone drum characters!
You should know that Huang Shu's advanced scholar is just a reward of ten thousand points of righteousness and a systematic lottery, but the pleasure of being a local tyrant has not yet been enjoyed, so he is back to the original!
Little gossip, and it is said that with the exchange of the Yellow Book completed, seven bold stone drum inscriptions suddenly appeared in Yellow Book's mind,
Huang Shu didn't neglect it either. He took out the high level Confucianist soul stirring pen he had obtained last time, and his body was full of vitality. He also mobilized all his red flames, which were the size of a slap, and instilled them on the tip of the pen,
With his wrist shaking, he took the literary spirit as ink, heaven and earth as paper, and seven large characters of stone drums were written slowly. Every word he wrote, he would drink loudly: "Zi, Bu, Yu, Guai, Li, Luan, Shen!"
Then there were seven big characters of stone drums floating in the void, with echoes curling around and buzzing in bursts, like war drums beating and birds crowing,
Then I saw seven big characters suddenly shining brightly, rotating around the hundred spooky pots and pans, and finally they were inlaid one by one on the hundred spooky pots and pans,
In a moment, the bowl bowl, which was originally dark, quickly turned to golden yellow, with seven stone drum characters carved on it, and countless patterns attached. It looked exquisite, gorgeous, and beautiful. Then, under the influence of the culture, a wave of suction came from the bowl bowl,
"Ah..." I only heard the sound of wailing, and the countless evil spirits around me poured back to the bowl. After three breaths, the evil spirits disappeared and the evil spirits disappeared!
"Thank you for your help!" Persevered with exhaustion, Huang Shu sincerely thanked all the scholars before he came to them!
"Eliminating evil and deceit is also a way to ask for help for the people, which is what we should do. What's more, the big guy took this opportunity to exercise well. If there is such a good thing in the future, you must call me, ha ha...!" The scholars laughed, and the light of ideas rushed straight into the Golden Book of the Marsh, already returning to their own bodies,
So the scholar in the painting booth woke up and continued to buy paintings and calligraphy. The private school teacher woke up and continued to teach children. The bachelor woke up and continued to study poetry. The porcelain shop owner woke up and continued to sell porcelain,
One by one, people who had fallen asleep woke up one after another, just like a big guy who had a nap at the same time and place, and had the same dream, without causing any waves in Zhongchuan,
No one knows that these people who are still sleeping just now took part in a thrilling people to people war,
No one knows that these scholars who have just fallen asleep have prevented evil and evil from raging in their sleep, saved Zhongchuan City and hundreds of thousands of people around!
And no one will know that today, at this very moment, these scholars have undergone the most important transformation in their lives after being tempered by war!
In addition, Huang Shu's experience of this war has inspired many Confucian treasures. They are exhausted and tired. They simply sit on the ground and take a break,
The general public rushed to protect Huang Shu, but their faces were gloomy. As Huang Shu guards, their duty was to protect Huang Shu. However, when they met danger, they could not help at all and could only be protected by Huang Shu. Obviously, it was dereliction of duty!
"Hahaha, the purple spirit is coming from the east, it's the blood soul sect purple spirit elder, Huang Shu, I'll see how you die this time!" Huang Shu was about to comfort everyone, but he saw that the mountain old monster and others who were also paralyzed in the ground burst into laughter,
When Huang Shu saw this, he was furious. He reached out and took out the Seven Killing Stele, which was the size of a brick, and handed it to Ah Da Dao: "Laugh, Ah Da, take this Seven Killing Stele, and they beat him to death one by one!"
If these people don't speak, the Yellow Book will almost forget them. Now that they are looking for death, it's no wonder they are dead!
All the people looked frightened, pointed to the east, and exclaimed, "Be less, look at the sky!"
Seeing this, Huang Shu immediately frowned and looked up at the sky. Then his face suddenly changed, but he saw the eastern sky. I don't know when a purple air came, which can be said to cover up half of the void,
Above the purple air, there is a huge bloody city, on which there is blood dripping. The whole body is made of white bones, which makes the original elegant purple air seem to reveal a sinister feeling,
In the twinkling of light, a figure in a purple robe has appeared in front of everyone. Looking carefully, I can only feel a purple haze on his face, but I can't see his face clearly,
From above, a purple plume of smoke rose, and rushed straight into the void, like a kite, which was linked to the purple blood bone city. But others' kites were made of cloth, while his kites were a city!
"It's the ancestor of Yuanying!" When he saw the newcomer, Huang Shu's face suddenly looked ugly. Let alone say that he had just gone through the war and was exhausted. He could no longer resist. Even if he was completely defeated, he would never be the opponent of Yuanying's strong opponents, even if he could not fight back!
"Are you the one who killed my disciple, and also took my bowl of hundred tricks?" The purple robed man looked at the yellow book in the photo electricity room, and two rays of light flashed, straight into the heart of the yellow book,
"Puff..." Huang Shu looked up and spat out a mouthful of blood. He felt that his mind was trembling, and the Wengong in his chest was trembling, which had already revealed cracks, even his own sculptures were also cracked, and the firewood fire was even more swaying, as if it might go out at any time!
"The power of one eye is so great. Could it be that I would die here today if I passed through one less scene?" Seeing this, Huang Shu suddenly felt a sense of despair!