leonardwarren Chapter 143 On This Day, Both The Literary And Martial Arts Cultivators Fell Silent.
Chapter 143 On This Day, Both The Literary And Martial Arts Cultivators Fell Silent.
Chen Feng looked at the circular groove next to him, took out an orb and pressed it into it.
The orb was firmly embedded on it, and then lit up with soft starlight.
"It seems the rhythm is right."
Chen Feng said and took out another orb, but the next hole was a bit far away.
He could only put the orb back into the savings ring, condense the Literary Aura with his free hand, and then put it in front of his mouth.
"Long words, extended."
As soon as he finished speaking, his hands and sleeves extended by more than one meter.
Then he turned his hand and took out the orb from the storage ring, and pressed the orb into the hole.
[At this time, countless people in front of the camera showed tacit smiles~]
[Brother Feng, please, put the long-character formula, the big-character formula, and the hard-character formula together in the little yellow car! ]
[The family status depends on you, Brother Feng! ]
[Don't think about it, you can't learn it even if you hang up a little yellow car. ]
[Sisters, remember these IDs are all thin dogs. ]
[Ha ha ha ha… ]
Soon Chen Feng had inlaid the six orbs and his hand shrank back to its original shape.
I saw six orbs shining brightly, illuminating the entire temple as bright as white porridge.
Immediately afterwards, the outer ring of the temple roof began to rotate like a staggered millstone.
But after moving twice, the orbs flickered, one by one, as if they were out of power.
Chen Feng understood immediately, and the Literary Aura in his body was continuously instilled on the top of the temple.
The six orbs were lit up again, and they were even brighter than before.
The entire outer ring of the dome rotated again, and each hidden formation rune was activated and lit up.
The real stele with the word "epidemic" that was frantically hitting the projection at the Gate of Hell was suppressed by the convergence of six starlights and fell back onto the stele base.
Chen Feng released Literary Aura, letting Literary Aura continue to flow into the formation on the ceiling like a siphon effect. At the same time, Chen Feng withdrew the Sticky Word Art and fell from the top of the temple.
After landing, he immediately took out his peach blossom pen and went behind the monument with the word "epidemic", and then began to quickly excerpt the Analects of Confucius.
It is definitely not possible to copy the entire Analects, so I can only excerpt those that can be used.
While he was writing quickly, he said: "Brothers, go to Confucius Temple for me to kowtow a few times and set up a few tables for me."
"By the way, there are also those songs I borrowed. The copyright fees will be settled later. I, Chen Feng, am absolutely open-minded in my work, hehe."
[light and spacious? People in the Wenxuan Corridor expressed that they had something to say. ]
[Hahahaha, only be open to the old man, outsiders will still have to trick you. ]
[It’s not a trap, right? Brother Feng opened the checkpoint. Just like the toll booths on the road, whether you can get something depends on your ability. This is a transaction between both parties. ]
[Yes, and Brother Feng took the money to protect them. At best, it was just playing with feelings. ]
[There is really nothing to say about playing with emotions, hahaha. ]
[23333～ ]
The Analects of Confucius is quite long. After Chen Feng finished writing on the back of the stele, he continued writing on the side. After finishing the side, he continued writing on the front.
[Ever since this monument with the word "epidemic" has grown long legs, I always feel that there is something wrong with Brother Feng writing on it like this? ]
[Epidemic Monument: Da baa! It's so itchy, stop writing! Dah! There's a ahhhh there! ! ]
[Hey guys, I have a picture in my mind. ]
[More than nine million people, I don’t believe there is no book artist, hurry up, I want to see the book of Brother Feng and the Epidemic Monument! ]
[Hey, remember to add the evil spirits and those corpse slaves, as well as Brother Feng’s ghost-backed Saint mode~]
[666, I’m looking forward to it~]
[I only saw the books of Brother Feng and Lord Evil Sword on the Internet. This year’s painters are not good. Others’ books should be published soon! ]
[Mad, it has to be you! ]
[Brother Feng is also concentrating on writing and not watching the live broadcast room, otherwise he will be mad at you. ]
When Chen Feng stood on the herringbone ladder and wrote the last few lines of the Analects on the top of the stone tablet, he heaved a sigh of relief and jumped off the herringbone ladder.
"Hey, what are you discussing?"
"The plot looks quite exciting."
[Nothing, you read it wrong. ]
[Well, it’s just chatting. Have you finished writing it? ]
[The weather is really nice today. ]
[The chicken drumstick rice I had for lunch...]
[Can pasta be mixed with No. 42 concrete? ]
[2333…]
Chen Feng narrowed his eyes, "There's something wrong with you."
The next second, he had no time to think about what was going on in the live broadcast room.
A green-gold torrent fell from the void and rushed him directly to the ground.
"Fuck...hiss! Wait, let me change my position..."
He turned over with difficulty and chose to fight head-on.
The epidemic monument next to it also trembled in the green-gold torrent.
The black and red blood scabs on his body evaporated and disappeared little by little, revealing the original essence of the green-gold stone tablet inside.
[I think Brother Feng and Wen Dao can also draw a book...]
[Good guy, do you still need to paint this? Isn't it now? ]
[Brother Feng: A macho man always fights head-on! ]
[Wen Dao can be painted as a leather-clad lady or a beautiful mature woman~]
[6666…]
Chen Feng was stunned, "Good guy, I'm working my ass off to save the world, how can you draw a picture of me while you're just chatting?" !
No, maybe the earth already has my notebook.
Damn it, Feng Ping was killed!
…
At this time, the outside world.
The long river of Wen Dao appeared again over Kyushu, and it surged violently.
The auspicious clouds in the sky turned into Chen Feng wearing Saint mode and wearing only a pair of shorts. The next moment he picked up a pen and wrote the Analects in the sky.
The Analects of Confucius were imprinted in the sky along with Chen Feng's ghostly Saint's portrait.
When the writing was finished, the image of Chen Feng Saint transformed into auspicious clouds disappeared, leaving only the Analects of Confucius manifested in the sky, and then merged into the long river of Wen Dao, making the long river of Wen Dao stronger.
The next moment, the Wendao River branched into a small tributary and poured down.
There were also three big fish swimming down the river.
Everyone in Kyushu looked at the vision in the sky in horror.
The first thought is, is this muscular guy a literary figure? !
At this moment, Tianwen Xiuwu Xiu looked at his body and fell into silence.
The people in White Bird Sect were even more stunned.
In Chen Yuyan's yard.
Qingdie looked at Lin Sheng blankly and said, "Brother Great Master, this is my junior brother...right?"
Lin Shengdao was stunned and said: "If the face is...the body, it seems to be a bit far behind."
Chen Yuyan thought for a moment and said, "Is it possible that you have eaten something recently or practiced something to become like this?"
"..."
Good guy, what can you eat to become like this?
And didn’t he go to Wenchang Academy to practice?
Can the exercises of Wenchang Academy cultivate people to this level? Wenchang Academy is actually a hidden martial arts sect, right?
No, wasn't it normal for him to have Wen Dao's vision in the morning?
Wait, isn’t this twice a day? !
In the small building on the top of Yufeng Mountain, Wang Yurou felt that Chen Feng was really getting more and more outrageous.
Si Hongxiu looked at Chen Feng in the sky with a blushing face. She felt that her waist would be broken in the future if he exerted even the slightest force.
"It seems that I need to practice hard to become stronger... I also need to try the Body Tempering technique..."
Joyous Union Sect.
Xi Lian's face no longer hurts when she sees Chen Feng appearing in front of him.
Instead, it turned a little red.
It's shameful to say that she likes handsome men like this who are extremely strong and handsome.
The elders of the Joyous Union Sect nearby couldn't help but exclaimed: "His! This kid actually has the appearance of a Supreme Grade furnace!!!"