Chapter 483

This hall is like sleeping in an ancient river, sleeping quietly. Every detail in the hall shows a deep silence.

"Wan Yang, your spirit is good. I saw you lock yourself in the boudoir some time ago, and my sister was really worried about you." Su Mian smiled lovably.

"Hum, I just want to calm down and have a good understanding."

Su Mian smiled. This sister's character is not like this on weekdays. She is extremely confident in her poetic attainments. Unexpectedly, she will also say to calm down and understand it well. It seems that a man at this coquettish meeting has given her a big blow.

Thinking about that man.

The man happened to come here.

"Su Mian." Chen Mo arched his hand.

"Sister Su wanyang, how are you? Listen to Su Mian say that you are sad in your boudoir?" Chen Mo said to Su wanyang again.

"I don't like you. I don't want to talk to you. I'll let you know later." Su Shi looked away and didn't want to see this man's face at all.

"Your eternal couplet is definitely the couplet of ancient scholars. Hum, it's no big deal." Su wanyang couldn't help but say that she heard Su Mian mention it later, which finally made her feel better. It's better to lose to all sons than to lose to men.

"That's good. I'm also looking forward to Wan Yang's singing together." Chen Mo sincerely hopes that he also knows how powerful Su Shi's star name is. If he talks about the saint of Ci, it is worthy of the name. "But I will try my best to fight with you for the strength of these sons."

"Yu's opponent is liujingshui. Don't be amorous and regard Yu as your opponent." Su wanyang's expression that I disdain to be your opponent is really cute.

"Who just said he didn't want to talk to Chen Mo?" Mi Fu smiled, winking at Jiang Kui and Qin Weiyu.

Su wanyang bit his silver teeth. "Sister, I'm going to prepare the Wansheng temple." With that, with a wave of his sleeve, he turned around and left with an earthly flavor, a refined realm of Qinghuan.

"Yes, your highness."

Qin Weiyu and others saluted Su Mian.

"Don't be polite. I didn't expect that your jade pendant can reach purple, Chen mo. I really admire it." Su Mian smiled.

"Let's go, too." Qin Weiyu took Mi Fu, and several women also understood it and stopped disturbing him.

"Su Mian, I have a question for you." Chen Mo thought for a moment.

"Hmm? What's the problem?"

"Will Zhu Yuanzhang come to the coquettish meeting?" Chen Mo decides to tell her what happened to xiangzili last time. The original author of this poem is Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Chen Mo, why do you ask?" Su Mian was puzzled.

Chen Mo briefly said something about himself.

A thousand years' dream frowns beautifully. "The sun moon real dragon is the third star. Although she covets the central star region, it's not good for her to attend the coquettish conference." Hongli will not be blessed to a star general at the level of xinghou. Unless she gives up cultivating the Qi of purple and micro like Li Yu, the emperor of Ci, and affects the sons, she can get the grand wish of the sons.

But for Zhu Yuanzhang, it was simply killing the goose that lays the golden egg.

"This palace also heard that Zhu Jiujiu had made such verses as' a rooster crows with a pout, a rooster crows with two pouts, a rooster crows with two pouts. Three sounds and four sounds make the world white, and fade away the residual stars and the dawn moon ', but such verses can't be held at the conference."

Zhu Jiujiu?

Your real name? Chen Mo thought that Zhu Yuanzhang had a name called Zhu Baba, and the real name Zhu Jiujiu was too casual.

"I also heard that Zhu Yuanzhang seems to have a desire to replace you. She doesn't know what she wants to do when she comes to the coquettish meeting."

Chen Mo's words were full of care, which made Su Mian stunned.

"Su Mian, what do you think of?"

"Well, your description just now is not very similar to Zhu Yuanzhang. Zhu Yuanzhang is very small and not as tall as you said, unless she grows tall again." Su Mian smiled.

Very small.

This description makes Chen Mo naturally think of a scene that is more lolly than lolly.

"Chen Mo, why are you so sure it's Zhu Yuanzhang?" Su Mian asked thoughtfully, "don't say you've seen her" in a thousand years' dream. The astrological status is high. Unless close star generals, few star generals can see them.

"I heard that this poem was written by Zhu Yuanzhang."

"Really?" Su Mian is a little confused. Why hasn't she heard of it.

"I'm not sure. I've heard of it somewhere." Chen Mo said.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't want to explain, Su Mian didn't force it.

"Qian, you've met Zhu Yuanzhang. Go to find her and see what she wants to do." The girl said.

Sima Qian, not far away, answered.

The two people said nothing to each other. Chen silently looked at the box, which was a little similar to the pattern of the stadium. All the seats were stacked one after another, like fish scales. "Is that the pantheon in the center?" Chen Mo, the gods of heaven, looked at the domineering name of the Pantheon, which looked a little ordinary.

"Entering the hall of ten thousand saints, there will be the great wishes of all the sons. There are nine monuments on the empty platform above the hall of ten thousand saints, eight of which represent the eight poles, and the middle is a wordless monument. The eight monuments are the power of the great wishes of all the sons in ancient times, with eight topics on them, and the wordless monument in the middle is written for the spiritual generals themselves." Su Mian said.

"When the eight topics are completed, if you can finally write a book that makes everyone tremble, it is said that all saints will sing together." Su Mian pointed to the statue of saints outside the Pantheon.

"The legend of the ten thousand temple is the power of ancient scholars, condensed with thousands of years of ambition. It is an area that even the purple and micro star emperor can't invade, which can be comparable to the border of Niang mountain."

Suddenly, a relaxed tone replaced Su Mian and explained.

Chen Mo turned his eyes and saw a man in blue pacing. The man was handsome with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. His pace was steady, and he walked with great momentum.

"You got a purple jade pendant, and you don't even know the source of the ten thousand temple? How can this move you?" The man smiled.

"Sincerity is soul." Chen Mo is calm.

The man stared at Chen Mo, and his expression was a little unpredictable. "It's worthy of being the peach blossom emperor. I finally saw it with my own eyes. It's really an extraordinary Juncai. I'm also ashamed of myself, haha."

"I'm the 'eternal scholar' Huang Yuheng, the third Star Warrior of Xuannv seven stars, who is also your opponent." Huang Yuheng took out the jade pendant, impressively reaching the purple level.

"I've heard the name of Xuannv seven stars for a long time." Chen Mo smiled. Eternal scholar, this nickname is a little powerful.

"Huang Yuheng has studied with Han Yu, the 'hundred generations' Emperor, and has participated in coquettish conferences many times. He is also the first Star Warrior of spiritual power today," Su Mian said gracefully. "This time, Huang Yuheng, you met your opponent."

"Haha, I'm afraid that Chen Mo will only take Su Shi and Liu Yong as opponents, and Huang won't get into his eyes." Huang Yuheng laughed.

"There is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts. Since the coquettish conference is mainly about communication, we should cooperate and make progress together." Chen Mo also sold an official tune.

Huang Yuheng is a little uncomfortable.

"It's very good to have such an idea. I'm looking forward to the exchange between the Pantheon and you. Your highness, I'll go to find negative Qing first." Huang Yuheng hugs his fist.

Seeing that he had left, Chen Mo asked Su Mian, "is it true that he said just now that the temple of ten thousand saints, even the purple star emperor, can't be invaded, which is comparable to the border of Niang mountain?"

Su Mian nodded, "yes, the Wannian temple is the will of Wannian scholars and Wannian spirit generals. The power is very strong. This will has even infected the Miluo star domain. Other people have no way to enter the Wannian temple, so they must have the qualification of purple jade pendant."

"All the power that the friars in the coquettish assembly can feel is the residue of the wishes of all the sons, but even if these are enough to benefit the spiritual generals, they are insignificant compared with the Pantheon."

"I heard that the Pantheon may even be a cosmic treasure."

"What, cosmic Lingbao?" Chen Mo was surprised.

The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is in great famine.

The universe level is the highest level of Lingbao. It is an existence older than the birth of the star realm. The most primitive power of the star realm is said to be part of Niangshan's power. If this treasure doesn't come out, it will be earth shaking once it comes out of the star realm.

However, the universe Lingbao star world is rare, and ordinary people can't control it.

That kind of power is too great, even if the astrology wants to refine, it is very difficult.

"Does Zhu Yuanzhang intend to be this cosmic treasure?" Chen Mo suddenly had a lingering idea.

"In those days, if my father didn't use the 'romance of the world', he couldn't break through the Pantheon, even Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't do it." Su Mian smiled.

"Unless sixteen stars join hands, it may be possible to break the array outside the ten thousand temple, but refining words are useless. The ten thousand temple is the power of all sons, and the stars can't get it."

"Also." Chen Mo nods.

"If Zhu Yuanzhang really comes to the coquettish meeting, don't worry. The palace can also fight with her. Here are several seven sages to help. If Zhu Jiujiu dares to mess around, the palace will just receive her star seal." Su Mian's eyes flickered.

Fighting with Zhu Yuanzhang, Chen Mo sighed in his heart, how strong is this millennium dream.

"There is a legend in the Pantheon that there is a four elephant Green Dragon Spirit waiting in it. If you can get it, Chen Mo, your four elephants are only short of rosefinch."

"Is there a green dragon?"

"The green dragon dominates the East, and the East produces saints."

The Oriental sage is the name of the person with the highest virtue and talent in Chinese history. Chen Mo also knows a little.

"If so, I don't think the four elephants can be practiced." Chen Mo wryly smiles. Even the purple micro star emperor is difficult to break through the ten thousand temple. There is also a Green Dragon Lord in it. It must be integrated with the ten thousand temple. Where can he get it.

Su Mian thought it was a pity.

The four elephants are unique in the star world. Only when an elephant's soul is completely annihilated can it be reborn, but this process of gestation takes thousands of years, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"In short, if all saints can sing together, now Huashan is in danger. Dong Zhongshu intends to destroy the root of Huashan Taoism. My palace had a bad feeling just now. I'm afraid Dong Zhongshu took advantage of my palace's absence from the central star region to attack Huashan without authorization."

"Is she so bold?" Chen Mo was also surprised.

"As long as Hua Shan Taoist school is destroyed, Dong Zhongshu can almost make Confucianism exclusive. Such achievements are enough to be immortal." Su Mian is still a little worried.

Hearing her words, Chen Mo also felt that things were more serious than expected. Besides Yang Guang, even Dong Zhongshu wanted to deal with Huashan.

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