Sage's Three Hundred Poems
Chapter 1283:Sage's Three Hundred Poems
I glanced at the starry sky with a holographic eye, only to find that it was the same as the starry sky seen on Earth.
That is to say, it is the sky above the ordinary world.
The sky above the ordinary world is different from other places, the biggest difference is that many ancient people have named these stars, such as cattle and weavers, such as twenty-eight living places, such as Taibai Venus.
Oh yeah, the eye.
The Holy Human Eye, that is the most humane star.
The seven stars of the North?
I flew to the seven stars of Beidou, and as soon as I reached out, I could give the text of the stars enough.
As soon as the classic star fell into my hand, it became a roll of bamboo.
It seems that I am not mistaken, this is the book of the saint, the three hundred poems left.
Take this saint to leave, and I will withdraw from this white jade well.
At this time, Gao Trilan, who was waiting outside, looked at me and asked, “How is it, is there any harvest?”
I laughed, “Luckily not to be humiliated.”
Gao Trilan was also a great joy, and said to me, "Hurry up and refine this saint's book, and only by refining it can you launch the strongest literary punch."
"Only the strongest punch can completely seal the yang pig."Yes, there is another point for me to explain, Li Daoyou, the triple seal on this yang pig, need to be completely untied, before you can seal it with a text fist."
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Over the high old village, the pig eight ring into a demon god, his eyes issued two magic fire, the nine-toothed nails in his hand throbbing the city.
All the creatures in the city were smashed into powder by him, but he seemed to be addicted, and he turned his eyes to the five horses and five pairs of pigs that poured into the high old village.
At this moment, Gossip showed up with me.
I took the saint's book in my hand and cried out to the pig ring: "Marshal Teng, wake up."
"How can you keep a pig in the area under control."
The pig did not seem to hear my cry at all, and when he turned his head to me, two magic fires came to me.
I did not dare to touch, so I left the saint for a book sacrifice.
The saint left a book floating on the top of my head, and a poetic fist was added to me.
This saint left a total of 306 poems, selected by the Confucian saints from the elegant hymn, into a classic.
It’s called poetry.
The field of poetry and boxing formed by these 306 poems can be superimposed.
And it can be doubled superimposed, to this point, this effect is even reverse.
I only feel this state, do not say respect, even if it is the Taojun is not so.
Seeing these two demons flying closer, my eyes glared, and the bone-spirited fire flew out and faced these two demons.
The bone spirit fire suddenly hit a demon fire, and in the moment of hitting the demon fire, the demon fire swallowed a clean.
It quickly turned to another fire.
In an instant, another fire was swallowed.
When the pig saw that I had broken two magical fires, I was suddenly angry, roared, and the ground shook the mountain.
His nine-toothed nail rippled toward me.
At this time, I did not hide, but stood there, and when a sound, the nine-toothed nails smashed on my body, and suddenly broke the nine-toothed nails.
These nine-toothed nails are broken, and the body of the pig's eight rings is shaken.
Suddenly the fire burned on his body, and he was surrounded by flames.
A pig with fire?
The pig shook his body and turned into a huge wild boar.
Gao Trilan cried at this time: "Li Daoyou carefully, my husband's first seal is all open."
In fact, I expected his seal to be completely opened.
Because no matter how strong he is, he can't be stronger than I am now.
If he just opens a seal, then there is no meaning at all, I just need a look to make him crumb.
This turned into a giant wild boar pig ring against me.
I held out a finger and poked into the void.
At this time, the pig's body quickly retreated.
I was also surprised to see my fingers.
Unexpectedly, only this moment, this momentum, comparable to the realm of the dog pig eight ring to prick flying.
The pig eight ring was even more reluctant, and rushed over to me again.
I drank a word.
The body of the pig's eight rings was fixed.
My heart is extremely comfortable, this is called the fairy, before that kind of death, what kind of fairy?
Before that, at best, this way is even a general selling style.
After the pig was settled, he was willing to scream.
The fire on him became more and more prosperous, and finally turned him into a fire pig.
And as he turned into a fire pig, the third seal was also opened, and the eight rings of the pig had completely disappeared, leaving only one pig of the fire.
And the momentum of this demon pig suddenly rose to the extreme.
I think this fire pig should have reached the peak of the Tao Dynasty.
It could even be a half-walker.
This kind of strength is very rare in the whole world of the heavens, Tao Jun, even if it is half a trail, there are not dozens of survivors of existence, never die, and live with the world.
But the saints in me are not inferior at all.
Even if the addition of each poem in this book is one percent, to more than three hundred, it is an incalculable multiple.
Although it is said that the realm of the Lord and the Daoist is four realms.
The four big realms, in general, can not make up, but the accumulation of less and more, like I am now accumulating a huge multiple.
With such a large number, I can also be compared to the shoulder.
The pig of the fire completely lost his mind and rushed to me.
Space is distorted by its demon fire, and the whole secret is shaken.
Countless Reiki flies toward the magical pig and becomes the fuel of its body.
Is this the best form of pig?I can't help but feel that this pig is going to be against the sky.
Why is every twelve rebellious branches so weak and gentle, and why is this yang pig so strong and violent?
Even if I am not for this secret, even for myself, I must defeat the Yang pig.
I slowly stepped out and pressed down to this yang pig.
My hand touched the fire, and the fire burned up in my hand.
Fortunately, my bone fire appeared again and began to devour these magical fires, but this time the bone spirit fire was not able to force, and the magic fire seemed to be quite difficult to eliminate.
I called out a fish sword, a fish sword flew by my side, as if the small fish in the spa had eaten the magic fire on my body, and it still felt that it was still empty, flying directly to the pig of the magic fire.
The pig of the fire did not expect that there would be such a change, it could not be stopped, but at the time of its stupor, the bag of fish swords had swallowed most of the magic fire on the pig of the magic fire with a strange acceleration.
I was ecstatic in my heart, and it seemed that this bag of fish swords was really my sword of blessing stars.
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