Chapter 487 (1/2)
A large number of Confucian scholars have come forward to hang books for Yifeng!
Yi Feng was not polite. He let a group of Confucian scholars divide the picture just written by Yan Chuan.
”Boom!”
The rocks were constantly split, and the stone tablets were erected, and the painting scroll was slowly hung up.
”Boom
In the direction of great Confucianists, another brilliant essay appeared.
A vast expanse of snow. It's a magnificent sight. Cold air, straight out. Spotless, clean heart and lung!
Before Chen Ping and others had time to be happy, another volume of painting unfolded.
”Boom!”
Like the sound of thousands of horses galloping, the same cold air is coming, the picture unfolds, the white fog soars into the sky, it is also endless snow, but Yifeng side, it is a big avalanche.
Rolling snow, rolling, huge momentum, than the opposite how much stronger.
”Good!”
”Spectacular!”
”The land of avalanche is like a galloping horse!”
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A series of praise and drink, just from the observation, the momentum of the avalanche, on the snow.
”No way. Why is there another one? It must have been before. ” Chen Ping exclaimed.
”No, look at avalanches and volcanoes. The ink is not dry!” Wang Long showed a wry smile.
”Wet ink?” All of a sudden, many people were surprised.