Chapter 57: Ancient Land

After Pei Kuang stood firm on the Clan Luck Kun, he walked toward Lv Fang and smiled from the heart: "Marquis Lord Wenguan, I have not failed the mission!"

The remaining twenty-one people.

Someone patted the Clan Luck Kun beneath them lightly with excitement: "Heaven! Is this the Clan Luck Kun? These light beams shining on the body are so comfortable. I heard its cry from far away, and all the hair on my body stood up."

Someone also had a grave expression: "Marquis Lord Wenguan, what should we do next?"

There was also a Wang Teng, who was famous in the capital for his cheap personality. He puffed out his slightly protruding belly, walked with a splayed gait to the tail of the Clan Luck Kun, and mocked the Barbarians and Monsters:

"Gentlemen! Why don't you continue scolding? Weren't you quite energetic just now? It's really laughable. Our Great Zhou Marquis Lord Wenguan just used a little trick, and he could lead you by the nose. A bunch of uneducated Barbarians and Monsters, hahaha..."

How proud Wang Teng was!

The Barbarians and Monsters were that disgusted.

"Really hateful, I wish I could bite off his head!"

The White-Bai Bai Jinghu said fiercely.

Just now, seeing Lv Fang angered into scolding, it was the one who laughed the happiest, and it was also the one with the loudest voice when retorting.

Who knew the other party was doing it to cover for the people approaching the back of the Clan Luck Kun.

The so-called being angered was just done on purpose by the other party.

Under the eyes of everyone, being played, this was too shameful for "monsters"!

The Golden-Furred Demonic Ape twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes cold: "It's just twenty-two people, what kind of waves can they make? The human Clan Luck Kun hasn't strengthened much luck either. Let's wait and see who can laugh last!"

The addition of twenty-two people indeed didn't strengthen much luck.

This is a fact!

A group of people gathered together and discussed for a while.

Those who felt they had talent went to try on the Luck Stele.

Almost everyone tried it once, however, they couldn't leave characters on the stele at all, and even when characters were written, the previous characters had already disappeared.

Pei Kuang was thinking hard, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lv Fang with a smile on his lips, and tested: "Marquis Lord Wenguan, looking at your confident appearance, could it be that you already have a good poem?"

He Zixuan said with regret: "Brother Pei, you don't know, before you came, he had already written a manifestation-level good poem, but it was of no use."

"Oh! What poem is it?"

The talented woman Tao Yidie asked.

He Zixuan cleared his throat and said loudly: "'Fu Zhuang Ci'! Drunk, I trim the lamp to look at the sword, dreaming of returning to the camp with blowing horns. Dividing the roast under the banner for eight hundred li, fifty strings turning into sounds outside the fortress, the battlefield autumn point soldiers..."

"Good poem!"

Wang Teng raised his hands high and applauded.

"Such a heroic poem, I'm afraid only Marquis Lord Wenguan can write it. It's just that such a good poem cannot be written on the Luck Stele. What kind of poem can enter the stele? I am stupid and really can't think of it."

Pan Youzhi sighed.

Several confident scholars paced and thought hard in front of the Luck Stele. Hearing the poem Lv Fang wrote, they shook their heads in frustration.

"If the Clan Luck Kun cannot swallow each other, then when they fall together, wouldn't we have to fight the Barbarians and Monsters again!"

Wang Teng smiled very reluctantly.

Seeing everyone's heavy expression and sighing.

The Snow Luo Sha took two steps forward, puffed out her chest, and shouted: "What are you afraid of! At worst, fight the Barbarians and Monsters. They just have more numbers than us... three hundred-plus?"

She was startled by herself!

The gap seemed a bit big...

Lv Fang was angered into laughter and reached out to push the Snow Luo Sha in front of him. "Everyone, don't be impatient. I thought about it for a long time last night. Manifestation-level poems cannot enter the stele, perhaps because they don't fit the topic. I already have a plan in my heart. Please allow me to think for a moment."

Everyone heard this and looked at Lv Fang, their eyes full of expectation.

A full stick of incense time passed.

Lv Fang stood up and walked to the Luck Stele. In fact, he had already set a poem or song, but it needed to be modified, and now it had been modified in his heart.

He picked up the brush and wrote on the stele:

"Meng Sage said: 'I am good at nurturing Haoran Zhengqi.' There are seven kinds of qi, and I have one. With one against seven, what do I worry about! Moreover, Haoran is the righteous qi of heaven and earth."

"Write a song of righteous qi."

"Heaven and earth have righteous qi, mixed and assigned to forms. Below it is rivers and mountains, above it is sun and stars. In people it is called Haoran, filling the vastness. The imperial road should be clear and peaceful, containing harmony and spitting out the bright court. When the time is poor, the integrity is seen, one by one hanging in the cinnabar green..."

"Far, far is my heart sad, the blue sky has no limit. The philosopher is far away, the model is in the past. Reading books under the wind eaves, the ancient way shines on the color."

The moment Lv Fang stopped writing, mysterious light appeared on the Luck Stele, flowing over more than four hundred characters like water.

At the same time, Haoran Zhengqi and a picture scroll surged out above him.

Another manifestation-level good poem!

"Woo woo woo..."

The human Clan Luck Kun's cry sounded.

The Song of Righteous Qi on the Luck Stele rose up wrapped in mysterious light like mist, and all of it drilled into the body of the Clan Luck Kun.

Boom!

The Clan Luck Kun grew by three-sixths!

"It's done!" Wang Teng jumped three feet high.

Everyone else had a look of joy!

The appearance of this vision made the Barbarians and Monsters stop talking in unison, looking forward in disbelief. The Great Zhou's Marquis Lord Wenguan really wrote characters on the Luck Stele!

"Prophecy person?"

Chi Jue and the White-Bai Bai Jinghu said in unison.

The Golden-Furred Demonic Ape's expression was grave, and he said in a deep voice:

"As expected of the Marquis named Lord Wenguan by the Great Zhou Emperor. If this son is not removed, there will be endless trouble! Listen to me! The little luck they have strengthened cannot swallow our Clan Luck Kun."

"When the Kun falls, don't worry about anything."

"Must kill the Great Zhou Marquis Lord Wenguan here!"

As soon as the words fell.

They saw Lv Fang use the extraordinary power Martial Soul: Momentum Roar, and shout loudly:

"Meng Sage said: 'I am good at nurturing Haoran Zhengqi.' There are seven kinds of qi, and I have one. With one against seven, what do I worry about! Moreover, Haoran is the righteous qi of heaven and earth..."

A magical scene appeared!

The human Clan Luck Kun grew by another one-sixth!

When Lv Fang read the "Song of Righteous Qi" loudly for the second time, He Zixuan, the Snow Luo Sha, Envoy Shui Yao, Pan Youzhi, Tao Yidie, Wang Teng... everyone shouted together:

"Meng Sage said: 'I am good at nurturing Haoran Zhengqi.' There are seven kinds of qi, and I have one..."

The human Clan Luck Kun, with a "Boom!" sound, grew by two-sixths!

"Woo woo woo..."

The united Barbarian and Monster Clan Luck Kun let out a wail. Just now, it was swallowed by the human Clan Luck Kun for a large mouthful.

Nearly four hundred Barbarians and Monsters were dumbfounded, their eyeballs almost popping out.

The human Clan Luck Kun was like a god's help, chasing and swallowing the Barbarian and Monster Clan Luck Kun, almost one mouthful every stick of incense time!

"How can this be!"

"Not good! If this continues..."

"What should we do?"

All the Barbarians and Monsters couldn't help but look at Chi Jue, the White-Bai Bai Jinghu, and the Golden-Furred Demonic Ape. However, the brows of the three of them were all knitted together, and they couldn't say a word for a long time!

"Woo woo woo..."

When the united Barbarian and Monster Clan Luck Kun was less than ten zhang left to be swallowed.

A large number of Barbarians and Monsters began to fall off one after another. Some Barbarians and Monsters who were unwilling to go down were fighting fiercely in a mess! Fighting for a seat.

That scene was very good to watch!

It was like a "Barbarian and Monster" rain falling from the sky.

Screams, exclamations, cries, cries, hisses, howls, calls, screams, roars... gathered into pieces of "comedy" accompaniment!

Wang Teng watched and laughed until he held his stomach, unable to straighten his back for a long time.

When the Barbarian and Monster Clan Luck Kun was less than ten zhang, there were even fewer Barbarians and Monsters on its back.

"We won!"

Lv Fang clenched his fists hard!

The Snow Luo Sha happily pulled Envoy Shui Yao and jumped up and down.

He Zixuan and the others hugged each other, their eyes filled with excited tears. Their persistence had not been in vain, and they had succeeded!

Just when everyone thought the Barbarian and Monster Clan Luck Kun was about to be swallowed.

The human Clan Luck Kun suddenly stopped chasing, but shook its head and tail together, and ripples of mysterious light spread out.

The chaotic and disordered stone pillar area was like an old painting, being uncovered by these ripples of mysterious light to reveal a brand new layer

——Ancient Land! ===== CHAPTER 58 =====