Chapter 473 (2/2)

”Hoo!”

A strong wind blowing across the four sides, the wind, with a trace of wet rain in general.

The wind blows to the whole Yongdian square, blowing a crowd of Confucian monks dancing green silk and waving their robes.

Square builders, a sudden silence.

”The wind and rain are startled by the writing?” Suddenly, a scholar exclaimed.

”The wind and rain of pen falling is really the wind and rain of pen falling! This, this

Many scholars were excited. This is a very high realm of calligraphy. Some Confucians can never reach the height of their lives.

The wind and rain?

”That's the” Oh ”of the seventy-two disciples of Sima Yuntian

Nearly ten thousand scholars have shown their excitement. At this moment, everything seems to be pushed to the most. Wang long, a great scholar, is going to fight?

”If you have a literary ghost, you can take it out and judge your senior brother's articles!” Chen Ping said with a smile.