Nine Star Hegemony Technique

Chapter 1197 Handwriting
The man was nine feet tall, with long hair draped over his shoulders, a fleshy face, eyes like copper bells, and a fierce light, like a demon blocking the way.

There was no coercion on his body, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge. Everyone felt their scalps go numb when they took a look at him.

Han Wenjun, Li Wanji, and Xia Yunchong couldn't help but feel shocked, because they recognized this legendary figure who once caused a sensation in most of the continent—the hot-handed Jueyang Tu Qianshang.

"Fatty man, you are scaring me. Today I will accompany my friend to meet the high priest. I will wash my neck and wait for me to come back. I will kill you without leaving a single piece of armor." Long Chen stretched out a fist and said confidently.

As soon as Long Chen said this, Xia Yunchong was so frightened that his face turned green. Is Long Chen desperate?

Sure enough, Tu Qianshang was furious, with thick eyebrows standing on end, he also stretched out a fist, gestured to Long Chen, and said bitterly:

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back, I don't believe I can't win you."

"Uncle Fat, you lost so badly last time. Are you going to take revenge this time?" Facing Tu Qianshang, who looked terrifying and looked like a vicious god, Xia Youluo was not at all afraid, and said with a smile.

Because the current Tu Qianshang is not scary. After drinking last time, Long Chen and Tu Qianshang pointed at each other's noses and cursed at each other. It was scary. The expression now is considered amiable.

Tu Qianshang said angrily: "Little girl, you can't talk like that. Why did I lose so badly? He...is a guest and a child. Of course I have to let him go. Hurry up and go back!" , this time I must take revenge."

Tu Qianshang's last sentence confirmed Xia Youluo's words. Tu Qianshang lost last time, and he was very unconvinced.

Walking past Tu Qianshang, everyone walked forward under the leadership of the welcoming disciple of the Dionysus Palace.

"Long Chen, you actually beat that horrible guy, how did you do it?" Xia Yunchong couldn't help asking.

"It's not what you think, we're just punching and drinking. He can't beat me, he can't beat me when he loses, he can't beat me when he scolds, no, he's looking for abuse again." Long Chen shook his head and said.

"You're not afraid of him..." Xia Yunchong said in shock.

"What are you afraid of, he is now a disciple of the Dionysus Palace, and the butcher's knife has been replaced by a wine barrel, so he dare not hit me.

So he couldn't beat me with punches, couldn't beat me with cursing, and he didn't dare to hit me. Didn't you see his expression of wanting to kill me? That's because he has nothing to do with me.

In fact, he would also like to thank me for making wine and cultivating all day long. I played with him, drank, punched and scolded people. How carefree and happy he was, he should actually be grateful to me in his heart. "Long Chen laughed.

Xia Youluo snickered and said, "Brother Longchen is broken, that fat uncle lost so badly last time, I can't stand it anymore.

In the end, Brother Long Chen still begged the fat uncle for a drink, and scolded the fat uncle if he didn't give it.

In the end, the fat uncle gave the fine wine to Brother Long Chen. In my opinion, Brother Long Chen is more vicious and bad than that fat uncle! "

"You ungrateful guy, spit out all my wine." Long Chen said coldly.

"Ouch, you stretch out your hand, and I'll spit it out for you." Xia Youluo stuck out her little tongue and smiled with a vomiting expression.

"You Luo, pay attention to your decency, you are a princess." Xia Yun rushed to pull Xia Youluo, how could this child be so stupid, making such an inappropriate move.

Zi Yan smiled slightly and said: "Long Chen is a temperamental person, he doesn't care about trivial matters in everything, and sister You Luo is also very good, kind and pure, and does what he wants."

"Yeah, sister Ziyan praised me." Xia Youluo was very excited by Ziyan's compliment.

Han Wenjun and Li Wanji looked at each other, and they both saw the anger in their eyes. The two of them followed like shadows, and had been ignored.

However, the main purpose of their visit to Daxia this time was the Dionysus Palace, so they had to follow.

Following the disciple leading the way, they turned over a high mountain, and there was a flat land ahead, and a palace appeared in front of everyone.

"Please come in"

The welcoming disciple stopped at the door and motioned for everyone to enter.

Entering the gate, the first thing that catches the eye is a screen with a poem written on it:

"The universe is big in the wine, and the years in the pot are long. Everything is settled, and the floating life is empty and busy. The clear wine is as light as water, and the turbid wine is as thick as soup. Drunk and sleep ten thousand ways, wake up and look at the ten directions."

It is written in ancient prose. There is no obvious sense of pause between strokes. The whole poem seems to be written with one stroke. It looks a little messy, but there is a sense of carefreeness, which is a kind of emotional catharsis.

It's like a famous calligrapher. After getting drunk, he gets rid of any scruples and frames, and graffiti casually, extremely chic, but with endless meaning.

Zi Yan and the others stood in front of the screen, looked at the words and sentences in front of them, and fell into deep thought for a while, because whether it is poetry or calligraphy, they all contain endless Taoist rhymes. If they can understand the mystery, it will benefit people for a lifetime.

"This is a kind of perfection, but also a kind of artistic conception, a kind of feeling, and a kind of sentiment. Through the technique of vigorously writing, writing out the sentiment in the heart is simply rejuvenation. This is a kind of great wisdom and great magic power. ..." Looking at the handwriting on the screen, Han Wenjun couldn't help praising.

I don't know if this guy was showing off on purpose, and he said a lot of compliments in one breath, which made Long Chen's hair stand on end.

This is too shameless, praise should be based on facts, you have used the words "rejuvenation", why don't you talk about resurrection?
"I'm so proud of you. As expected of the Prince of Korea, you are quick-witted, and expressive. I admire you. I don't know about the other friends. How do you comment on the old man's graffiti?" An old voice came from the hall.

Everyone was shocked, the person who spoke in this hall must be the high priest himself, unexpectedly this poem was written by the high priest himself.

"Senior's calligraphy brush is like a dragon and a snake, with a myriad of scenes, and the endless chic meaning is revealed between the lines, and it is carefree..." Li Wanji said.

Cut, Han Wenjun strayed off track, and Li Wanji simply strayed off topic, commenting on the high priest's calligraphy, Long Chen was speechless for a while.

The voice of the high priest came: "In terms of calligraphy, the old man still lacks a lot. This little friend makes the old man feel ashamed. Other friends, please don't be restrained, and please enlighten me."

The high priest's voice was calm and gentle, kind and sweet, without the slightest dominance of a peerless powerhouse, just like a kind and kind elder, which made people feel close to him.

"I don't understand calligraphy, but I can feel the vast and majestic artistic conception from the lines, which is very helpful to my practice. I have benefited a lot from seeing the masterpieces of my seniors." Xia Yunchong said respectfully and authentically, speaking Very to the point.

"Little friend cultivates the invincible way, and he also pays attention to seeing his nature clearly, without any hindrances in his mind, which is very rare." The voice of the high priest came.

"Longchen, I..." Xia Youluo was a little nervous.

"It's okay, let's talk nonsense at worst, the high priest is very good and won't kill you." Long Chen couldn't help laughing as he looked at Xia Youluo whose face was pale with fright.

Even Zi Yan, who always had a calm face, was speechless for a while, this Long Chen dared to say anything, without looking at the occasion.

"Hehe, little friend, don't be nervous, just say what you have to say." The high priest laughed.

"Then let me tell the truth, I don't feel anything, mainly because I don't know most of those words." Xia Youluo said a little embarrassed.

"Hahaha, very good, it's rare to be so frank, knowing what you know, not knowing what you don't know, everything in the world, no matter how knowledgeable a person is, how can he know everything?" The high priest laughed, and he was very happy to hear the voice.

"Thank you Grand Priest." Xia Youluo shouted happily, even calling out her seniority.

But Xia Youluo was well-behaved and cute, especially when she didn't have a petty temper, she was even more lovable, innocent and careless like a child.

"Students of Miao Le Xian Palace, would you like to evaluate the old man's ghost painting talisman?" For Zi Yan, the high priest's voice was obviously different, and there was a feeling of peering.

"The way of wine is the way of heaven, and they are all in the process of crossing." Zi Yanying opened her lips lightly, and only said ten words.

"Worthy of being a genius of Miao Le Xiangong, you can even see the realm of the old man, which is really admirable for the old man."

The high priest's voice was obviously full of exclamation, and he obviously appreciated Zi Yan's evaluation very much.

"Little friend Longchen, the last time you came, I was in retreat, so it's a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet you.

But I heard that you have raided all the property of my Dionysus Palace disciple, this ability is admirable. "The voice of the high priest said with a hint of a smile.

Long Chen's old face suddenly became hot, and he felt that he had cheated the child's lollipop. Now facing the parent's scolding, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "Ahem, actually, we are communicating, um, just communicating."

You can't admit to deceiving people even if you are killed. This is Long Chen's strongest point.

"Hehe, just kidding, don't take it too seriously, I don't know little friend Longchen, but do you have some criticisms on the word Laoxi?" the high priest said.

Long Chen pondered for a moment, and said, "There is nothing but wine."

After Long Chen finished speaking, Ziyan's beautiful eyes flashed and she fell into deep thought. When she looked at those words again, a flash of understanding flashed in the depths of her eyes, and a beautiful smile gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"There is nothing but wine, haha, there is nothing but wine..." The high priest laughed, and the laughter was full of joy.

"Kakkaka..."

The screen moved away slowly, and a corridor covered with blue bricks appeared in front of it. The blue bricks had turned gray, and there were fine cracks on them, revealing an ancient and desolate atmosphere everywhere.

After the screen was removed, a statue appeared in front of it. The statue was not tall and had almost the same proportion as a real person.

It was a man holding a flagon and a wine glass, drinking happily, his face was calm, peaceful and serene, but there was a little bit of light in his eyes.

When approaching the statue, Zi Yan, Xia Yunchong, Han Wenjun and others all knelt down and bowed involuntarily, Long Chen couldn't help being dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)