I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

Chapter 367 Four sentences and seven character quatrains (four more)

"Cailian, please finish reading Mr. Liang's masterpiece, otherwise I won't have the chance to hear the whole poem of Mr. Liang's 'A View of Talented People in the Sea' again."

Yin Zhiping satirized Gongziliang's poem directly, but after finishing speaking, there was no movement from Cailian for a long time.

Frowning slightly, Yin Zhiping turned his head to look, and when he saw Cailian's shocked expression, his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Something is wrong!

But thinking about it, Yin Zhiping thought of the arrangement he had made in advance, and immediately said in a deep voice, "I'll let you read it!"

"Bitch, are you deaf? Brother Yin Shizi can't even hear you?"

One of the princes saw that Yin Zhiping was getting a little angry, and immediately yelled at Cailian, stepped forward and snatched the rice paper, licking and laughing: "Brother Yin Zhiping, let me do it for such trivial matters."

"In case of the Zen Pass..."

The son had just read the four words when he suddenly seemed to see something unbelievable, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was half-opened and he couldn't close it.

The next moment he suddenly came back to his senses, with a smile uglier than crying, "Yin... Brother Yin Shizi, I don't know the following words, or Brother Yin Shizi, you should read it yourself. "

While speaking, the prince hurriedly held the rice paper like a hot potato in his hand, and was about to send it to Yin Zhiping.

However, just as he took a step, a figure stepped in front of him and took away the rice paper.

He raised his head in surprise, and suddenly saw that it was Lin Anruo!

From the performances of Cailian and this son, Lin Anruo had already seen some clues, guessing the last sentence of Young Master Liang Lianwen, it must be extremely amazing.

Although she wasn't sure if she could overwhelm Yin Zhiping's poems, this was the last straw she could grasp.

After taking away the rice paper, she saluted first, and said gracefully: "Since this poetry meeting is held by my family, the recitation of poems should naturally be done by my family."

After she finished speaking, she looked down at the poems on the paper.

"In case the Zen barrier is broken, beauties are like jade and swords are like rainbows."

Word by word, the crisp voice like pearls falling on a jade plate spread from under the veil.

Fourteen characters short, after the last word fell, on the floor of Liubuqin Workshop, the air seemed to be sucked away by some great power with great supernatural power, and it was instantly quiet to the point of death.

Even everyone's minds and minds have turned into ashes, only the lingering sound of poetry reverberating and hovering.

"Shen Chen's mind is on the north, the south, and the east, and he has a glance at the sea of ​​talents.

In the prime of life, one buryes one's head in history, but in one's youth, one regrets falling into the virtuous style.

After making great achievements and worshiping the general to become a fairy, he was exhausted.

In case the Zen Guan is broken, beauty is like jade and sword is like rainbow. "

In the first three sentences of this poem, there are talents that are not met, and ambitions that are not rewarded, and the whole text is full of sadness and pessimism.

However, at the end of the sentence!

Although "what if" was used, the seven words "beauty is like jade and sword is like rainbow" swept away the decadence, which can be called a turn of events, magnificent and magnificent!

Especially when compared with the previous text, everyone felt that they were still going to the poor water a moment ago, but suddenly their vision was extended to Jiulei, and their chests were broadened, as if they could accommodate the universe.

For such a masterpiece, everyone racked their brains for a while, but they couldn't think of a word to describe it.

He even felt that with the little ink in his stomach, if it was commented, spreading it would only increase the laughing stock of outsiders.

Ever since, after regaining consciousness, those princes and nobles all looked at their noses and noses, and put on a posture of watching from the sidelines.

Although Yin Zhiping had offered a very heavy price in order to buy them off.

But compared with the taint of literary name that has been carried for thousands of generations, those gold and silver treasures seem a bit insignificant.

As for whether Yin Zhiping will be hated because of this, and it will lead to liquidation afterwards, everyone is not worried.

Although the Pingjiang Dynasty is powerful, not all the dynasties behind them are vegetarians.

It might be okay to deal with one or two, but if there are too many enemies, not to mention that Yin Zhiping is just the heir of the Zhenguo government, even if the prince of the Pingjiang Dynasty commits public outrage, there is a high probability that he will end up being dismissed.

Sensing everyone's attitude, Yin Zhiping immediately became angry from embarrassment.

When the evil was on the verge of gallbladder, the aura of the peak of the Xuanwu realm in his body exploded, and was instantly poured into the sheathed sword hilt at his waist.

"Clang!"

Before the sword came out, there was already a stern sword sound wrapped in a fierce sword gang, sweeping across the hall.

Wherever they passed, there was a sound of "chi chi chi chi", the tables and chairs in the attic were smashed into sawdust and powder by the sword gang.

Although under the control of Yin Zhiping, Jian Gang deliberately avoided those princes and nobles, but feeling the aura of destruction, everyone's scalps were unavoidably numb, and they hurriedly avoided the outside while looking at Gongzi Liang with regret.

When they thought about it, facing Yin Zhihu's attack so unexpectedly, it was inevitable that Young Master Liang would be under the sword of hatred.

But soon, when Jian Gang swept through everything and came to Gong Ziliang, he suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The weird scene exceeded everyone's expectations for a while.

While they were still in a daze, they suddenly saw Gong Ziliang advancing instead of retreating, walking towards Yin Zhiping's sword edge which was raised to the height of his eyebrows.

"Shizi Yin has the strength at the peak of Xuanwu Realm, and with that magic sword at the Lingbao level, he has the power to fight even against the real martial arts realm!"

"This kid is going to lose his mind and become insane, so he dares to step forward?"

"Isn't it because you want to show your heroism in front of everyone in Lin? It's ridiculous!"

Several princes exclaimed, and in the end, the regret on their faces disappeared, replaced by ridicule.

Gong Ziliang didn't bother to pay attention to those people's words.

Looking at Yin Zhiping with a distorted expression, he kept his pace and said calmly: "Young master, you just wrote another poem."

The voice spread, causing an uproar among the crowd.

When is this, and you still have time to write poetry?

I'm afraid this young master's brain is really broken, right?

But the next moment, when a dormant sword intent was awakened by Gong Ziliang from his flesh and blood, it turned into dots of Ling Rui cold light, and slowly condensed behind him into a giant lightsaber with a length of tens of feet.

Including Yin Zhiping, everyone stared at Gong Ziliang's back, and their pupils shrank to the point of needles.

Especially Yin Zhiping, under the terrifying pressure brought by the son Liang Wanjian Gui Yijian, it is difficult to even hold the sword in his hand.

Immediately, Gong Ziliang's indifferent voice uttered from the corner of his raised lips:

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, never tried double-edged."

"Show the king today, who has any injustice?"

Spewing out the four seven-character quatrains, the domineering to the extreme, shocked the hearts and gallbladders of many princes and nobles in the surrounding dynasties.

The timid people were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, and after a while, a stream of fishy warmth gushed out from their crotches.

But the looks of those people lost their composure, in the eyes of others, they didn't think it was a little bit ridiculous.

It's really Gong Ziliang's aura at the moment, it's too frightening!

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