Chapter 68 You Have No Talent

In the underground palace.

Bat Ancestor opened his mouth, swallowing all the awe-inspiring righteousness that permeated from "Xia Ke Xing". After a stick of incense time, the chant of ghosts and gods ended.

"Whirring whirring!"

Suddenly, a few small bats appeared strangely in the underground palace, and slowly rushed into the mouth of the bat ancestor.

Bat Ancestor swallowed the little bat and narrowed his eyes: "Oh? Is it really the envoy of Dagan? What did Gu Hai do?"

"Huh?" Gongyang Sheng also opened his eyes suddenly.

Daqian messenger?

"I am the ambassador of Dagan? Heh, hahahaha! Gu Hai? Unexpectedly, after I have been away from Dagan for so many years, Dagan has produced such an outstanding person, such a song "Xia Ke Xing", such a calligraphy!" Gongyang Sheng laughed. .

"Don't be complacent. The news from my letter bat is the only one who is a calligrapher, Gu Hai? I have never heard of who? How many years has it been? What good calligraphers can there be in Daqian?" Although "Xia Ke Xing" is powerful, it seems that you can write poems of this level, and you are still imprisoned here, let alone the ancient sea? A "Xia Ke Xing" is already the ultimate!" Bat Zu sneered.

Bat Ancestor just finished speaking.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was another wave of chant from ghosts and gods, even louder than before.

But in Wuyue Academy, Gu Hai spit out "Will Enter the Wine".

There were several times more voices of ghosts and gods than before, resounding louder and louder throughout the underground palace.

"Also? How could it be? Without awe-inspiring righteousness, how could there be a chant of ghosts and gods?" Bat Ancestor asked in surprise.

"No, I haven't finished writing this article yet, and righteousness is brewing!" Gongyang Sheng's face suddenly changed.

"Huh?" Bat Ancestor frowned.

"Extreme? Bat Ancestor, it seems that you guessed wrong again. To be happy in life, you must be happy. Don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. I am born to be useful. I will come back after all the money is gone? Good, haha, good!" Yang Sheng burst into laughter immediately.

Bat Ancestor's face was gloomy.

As the outside world Gu Hai read out word by word. The voices of ghosts and gods weeping and chanting became louder and louder. It was a majestic impact.

It seems that the magic sound is in the brain. After listening to it once, you can't forget the poem.

"Five flower boats, Qian Jinqiu, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and we will relieve eternal sorrows with you! Good! What an ancient sea, what a wine song!" Sheng Gongyang's eyes shone brightly.

"What if there is no awe-inspiring righteousness, and there are ghosts and gods weeping and chant?" Bat Ancestor said coldly.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the last stroke of the outside world fell, and a round of bright sun soared into the sky. Endless awe-inspiring righteousness gushes out continuously from the bright sun.

Within tens of thousands of miles, the sky and the earth are as bright as day. The light rushed into the underground palace in a blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

As if forming a white air wave, it instantly dispersed all the blood mist in the underground palace.

The underground palace was instantly illuminated.

"Roar!"

As soon as Bat Ancestor's expression changed, he opened his mouth and began to suck, but the sudden surge of awe-inspiring righteousness was too huge, and he didn't have time to absorb it all, and part of it poured into the top of Gongyang Sheng's head again.

"Buzz!"

Bursts of white light radiated from Ram Sheng's body, as if trying to break free from the chains of blood and water on his body.

"Hmph, it's not enough to have such awe-inspiring righteousness, come blood!" Bat Ancestor snorted coldly.

"boom!"

A huge wave of blood immediately erupted from the blood pool in the entire underground palace, instantly enveloping the whole body of Gongyang Sheng.

"Bat Ancestor, I'm here, hahahaha!" Gongyangsheng laughed loudly and drowned in the pool of blood.

"Hmph, so what if you're here? So what if you write this poem? In the capital city, it's all mine, roar!" Bat Ancestor snorted coldly, rushed to the surface of the bleeding pool, and suddenly turned into a black-robed man.

There was a cross-shaped scar above the man's right eye. His face was gloomy and cold. With a flicker of his figure, he rushed out of the underground palace strangely and headed towards Wuyue Academy.

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Wuyue Academy.

Gu Hai asked King Xikang to correct "Will Enter the Wine". Everyone looked at King Xikang.

Correct me? joke. Even a fool can see that King Xikang's level is not worthy of being a shoemaker for "Jianjinjiu", so why do you correct me?

This is clearly a slap in the face.

Almost everyone looked at King Xikang's face with a feeling of distress.

Who is it bad for you to offend, Mr. Gu? How can you compare yourself to Mr. Gu? Compete with him in poetry? Isn't this giving him face to slap him?

That's all for private discussions. What are you doing live?

Well now, two hundred million people have seen your face swollen. Very swollen kind.

You have completely lost the face of Emperor Dayuan!

King Xikang's face suddenly turned red and turned white.

The weeping chant of the ghosts and gods in the four directions is still going on, and it is even more grand than "Xia Ke Xing". The white light shone everywhere, so that King Xikang had nowhere to hide.

Gu Hai looked at King Xikang coldly.

"Will Enter the Wine", one of the peak works of Li Bai on the earth in the past. If this article doesn't let you live in peace, I'm so sorry for Li Bai.

Is the peak of Shixian comparable to you, a mortal?

Gu Hai believed that after this "Will Enter the Wine", his road to the capital city would be much smoother, at least in the poetry and prose section, no one would dare to provoke him casually.

"You, you, you, you are only in your seventies, how could it be...!" King Xikang looked at Gu Hai with a trace of despair in his eyes.

"Heh, I've said it before. When you write poetry, it's not about how old you are, but about your talent. A person with high talent, no matter how old you are, can write masterpieces through the ages!" Gu Hai sneered.

Gu Hai didn't talk nonsense. In the old days on Earth, King Luo Bin was just seven years old, and he wrote a song of "goose, goose, song and song to the sky...!" ’ The name has been passed down through the ages.

There are many talented scholars who have never passed down a good work until they die. This is talent.

"Talent?" King Xikang looked at Gu Hai, his eyelids twitched wildly.

"Yeah, you have no talent!" Gu Hai nodded very sincerely.

You have no talent!

You have no talent!

You have no talent!

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Gu Hai's words echoed in King Xikang's mind like a magic voice.

I have no talent? No. impossible.

But a vivid example is right in front of you. How old is Gu Hai who has just entered the world of practice from the secular world? Can you compare "Xia Ke Xing" and "Will Entering Wine"?

Are you really talented compared to him?

In an instant, a halo of 'no talent' suddenly descended on King Xikang's head.

No matter the officials around or the people in the metropolis, they all agreed with Gu Hai's words at this moment.

That's right, what Gu Hai said is right, he comes here as soon as he opens his mouth, you have the same talent as him?

"puff!"

King Xikang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. Gu Hai's words "You have no talent" echoed in his mind!

"My lord!" All the officials suddenly exclaimed.

Long Wanyu clapped her hands and applauded, asking you to dare to scold my brother-in-law just now.

Bing Ji, Li Shenji, and Sima Kong all looked at Gu Hai with complicated expressions. Who would have thought that Gu Hai's calligraphy is so powerful?

Just open your mouth? Just vomit blood from the mouth of King Xikang? Is there anything else you don't know?

"If you don't have talent, you don't have talent! Is it necessary to vomit blood?" Ziwei said contemptuously.

"He doesn't want to pay us to eat meat and drink, you are stingy, admit it, do you have to pretend to vomit blood?" Chang Sheng said disdainfully.

"Pfft! You, you...!" King Xikang looked at the two rice buckets and spat out two more mouthfuls of blood.

Am I that mean? Where did these two come from? Talking so badly.

"You two, forget it, don't get angry with King Xikang, after all, we are guests from afar, and a strong dragon will not overwhelm a snake!" Gu Hai whispered to the two.

But at this moment, everyone's eyes were on King Xikang and Gu Hai. Although they whispered, everyone heard it.

All the officials around suddenly turned dark again. What does it mean that a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake? Are you Qianlong? Is King Xikang a local snake?

If King Xikang's eyes could kill, Gu Hai would have died countless times.

But unfortunately, there was no way to refute it, and it was he who slapped him with his face.

For a time, all the officials had mixed feelings.

Mo Yike, Chang Sheng and the others smiled wryly, but did not jump out at this time.

Gu Hai now writes poems like divine help, if he suddenly gets inspiration and writes a few more poems, then the face of Emperor Dayuan will be completely lost.

"Okay, since King Xikang doesn't want to correct my "Jiangjinjiu", then put it away too!" Gu Hai shook his head and said.

Apparently, Gu Hai also understands that almost enough is enough, too much is too much.

Bing Ji stepped forward and gently rolled up "Will Enter the Wine".

"boom!"

There are countless righteous spirits in the sky, as if they were suddenly included in that piece of paper. The bright sun in the sky also fell instantly, and fell into the paper, waiting for Bing Ji to slowly roll it up.

At this moment, suddenly, there was a strong wind in all directions, and under the strong wind, billowing blood clouds suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Squeak squeak squeak squeak!"

The cloud of blood exploded with a bang, turning into countless bats in an instant, covering the entire Wuyue Academy.

"Buzz!"

In mid-air, a black-robed figure suddenly appeared.

The black-robed figure stood in mid-air, and a sense of panic spread in all directions.

"boom!"

It was as if a strong wind had blown by, and there was a sudden panic over the banquet.

Everyone looked up.

Chang Sheng's face suddenly changed, and he was the first to get up.

"Meet the ancestor!" Chang Sheng bowed down very respectfully.

Along with Chang Sheng, a group of officials also got up and suddenly bowed down.

"Meet the ancestor!"

Those who worship the man in black are a group of vampires, and the identity of the man in black is ready to be revealed.

"Bat Ancestor?" Li Shenji narrowed his eyes suddenly.

"I've seen Bat Ancestor!" Mo Yike and Qin Zibai saluted slightly. A large number of officials bowed down along with them.

"Bat Ancestor!" King Xikang said bitterly as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Bat Ancestor, a mortal fifty-year-old man, has a cross-shaped scar above his right eye.

The moment Bat Ancestor appeared, Bing Ji's expression suddenly changed, she grabbed the scroll in her hand, and immediately walked towards Gu Hai, a trace of panic flashed across her face.

"Huh?" Seeing Bing Ji flustered, Gu Hai showed a trace of doubt.

Bat Ancestor ignored the others, but looked at the "Xia Ke Xing" that hadn't been rolled up yet!

"Oh, yes, what a "Xia Ke Xing", what a sense of righteousness!" Bat Ancestor sneered, and was about to grab it.

"What are you doing? This is what Gu Hai wrote to us!" Zi Wei grabbed "Xia Ke Xing" and stared at Bat Ancestor in mid-air.

"Huh?" Bat Ancestor's face turned cold.

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