Chapter 856: Battle of Confucianism and Taoism (1/2)
Genius remembers the address of this site for one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! The battle between Yunhong and Ning Haoxuan can no longer be called a battle. It is more appropriate to call it a cultural exhibition.
A written word is elegant and elegant, and a drawing is chic and vivid, which is amazing.
The most important thing is that under this beauty, there are huge murders, countless weapons and handwriting stalemate. It seems that the two armies and thousands of horses are fighting each other. It is difficult to separate the victory and defeat in a short time.
However, this is obviously just temptation!
Whether it is Yun Hong or Ning Haoxuan, they seem to have been agreed upon, and at this moment, the strokes of the pen have become gentle.
Ning Haoxuan's handwriting began to change. He was no longer writing killing characters, but writing sentences. Yunhong no longer painted weapons with simple lines, and the strokes began to become complicated.
The blizzard opened the window, the boulders were thin, and the wild wind rolled wildly!
As Ning Haoxuan's handwriting fell, the otherwise normal sky and earth suddenly became gloomy, and the temperature dropped abruptly. It was only a moment when the sky began to snow!
Hurry!
Among them, there is the cold wind roaring, the wind is like a knife, mixed with boundless coldness, trying to cut everything.
”It's snowing! Wo Ri, it's really snowing!”
”The Shige is the luck of the heaven and the earth. It can change the weather of the world. It is incredible!”
”Cut, what is this? This kid is not enough, it can only affect those around us. If it really becomes a Confucian, then the weather within a country can be changed!”
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Confucianists do not cultivate their original world, dominated by their own world, they can naturally change the climate.
The situation of the people under the ring is still pretty good, only the snowflakes are floating, the temperature has dropped a little, and above the ring, it is visible to the naked eye that it has been covered with a thick layer of white snow, and the sky has fallen more than snowflakes, It's hail!
Papa Papa!
Countless hailstones are like swords, and they are rushing towards Yunhong under the gust of wind!
The snow on the ground, the temperature dropped sharply, and the entire ring has frozen, which can freeze people and affect the action, making it difficult for people to avoid.
”So strong!”
The lethality of this poem has increased countless grades, and countless people have turned their eyes to it. It is no accident that Confucianism and Taoism can become holy places.
Yun Hong's face gradually dignified, and the wind blew his hair around. However, he held the pen in his hand, but it was still.
The brush accelerates flying, and the soft lines are intertwined with each other. These lines are still condensed in the wind and snow, which is very strange.
Roar!
As the last stroke fell, the painting actually moved, and the sky screamed like a fierce beast trapped in a cage for a long time.
The whistle was so loud that there was actually a wave of sound spreading all around, blowing away the hail all over the sky, and the surrounding snow was even stirred into powder.
It was a warcraft with a bull head and a lion body. It had horns on its head. Although the whole body was composed of lines, it still gave people an unmatched feeling. As the last stroke fell, its body was actually fast. Expansion, just three breaths reached the height of five meters, like a hill, blocked in front of Yun Hong.
Not only that, Yun Hong's strokes kept on drawing, and he sketched a flame in front of him. During the shaking of the flame, he began to glow and heat, driving the surrounding cold and melting the ice and snow.
”That... seems to be the magic horn of a flaming lion! Can this thing be drawn?!” Someone in the crowd looked at the behemoth and couldn't help but exclaimed with unparalleled exclamation.
”People who listen to the painting pavilion often go to observe the goal in order to draw the essence, from the inside out, and sometimes in order to achieve the purpose of painting, they can bring it to the first place for decades!”