Chapter 101
In Suxue Garden, pale starlight scattered on the ground through the window lattice, like crystal clear snow.

Gu Xu stood in the darkness with calm eyes.

Dust particles hung around him, reflecting the starlight like fireflies dancing on a summer night.

words, the voice of the heart;

Books, heart paintings also.

The moment he held the "Jinghong Brush", he had already understood the essentials of using this famous tool.

He knew that people from the Lu family in Qingzhou often did not practice martial arts, but purely searched for the true meaning of the Dao in poetry and painting.

Their behavior is not arty.

Rather, they feel that poems and paintings are carriers for expressing their hearts and means of asking their hearts.

To know is to know.

Things are born from the mind, and Tao is also born from the mind.

Gu Xu also understands that now is the most powerful moment in his life since time travel.

The prestigious Great Wilderness Artifact has become his magic weapon.

Chu Fengge, a monk in the fourth realm, lent him his true energy.

The resentful souls remaining in the entire Lu residence are willing to obey his orders.

Lu Shiyao's remnant soul also stood behind him, becoming his strong backing.

He could regard the entire Lu Mansion as his own painting scroll, and splash ink as much as he wanted.

Thus, Gu Xu lightly wrote.

Wandering and pitching, tolerance and romance, rigidity is iron painting, and charm is like a silver hook.

His strokes are like wind and thunder, and the strokes are swallowed before they arrive.

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At the same time that Gu Xu was writing, Tang Hui had already healed his injury with his true energy, raised the "Golden Flood Dragon Spear" again, and stabbed at Gu Xu suddenly.

Although the expression on his face was crazy and ferocious, he also called the other party "ant" in a mocking tone.

But he knew in his heart that Gu Xu seemed to have a low level, but he was actually not easy to deal with.

This seemingly frail young man not only became the new owner of "Jinghong Pen", but also Lu Shiyao's remnant soul escorted him.

Tang Hui knew that he could no longer retain his strength.

If he wanted to leave this dark and dark Lu family's haunted house, he had to kill this young man who successfully possessed the "Shocking Pen" here.

The marksmanship he used at this time was called "Crimson Qi Dragon Walk".

This is a high-grade martial art passed down from generation to generation by the Daqi royal family, and it was never taught to people with foreign surnames.

However, Tang Hui won the approval of the emperor because he guessed the emperor's mind and helped the emperor charge the Qingzhou Lu family with rebellion.

So the emperor made an exception and allowed him to learn this martial art.

As we all know, the biggest difference between high-grade martial arts and middle-grade martial arts is that they often contain the founder's understanding of the true meaning of Dao.

And the way of the "Crimson Qi Dragon Walking" marksmanship lies in the majesty of deterring all living beings, and the dominance of "those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish".

The moment he fired his gun, countless phantoms of golden dragons suddenly appeared in the room.

They soar and howl among the auspicious clouds.

The dragon's roar contained extremely strong coercion, which made people feel the urge to prostrate and worship involuntarily.

Under the majestic gun intent, the screen of "Su Xue Zhai" suddenly collapsed, the old books on the shelves crashed to the ground, and the carved window lattices also burst open, revealing the misty pond outside the window.

Chu Fengge staggered and fell to the ground.

Gu Xu had just drained all of his true essence.

In the face of a powerful blow from a cultivator in the fifth realm, the raging spear intent alone made his legs go limp, making it difficult to resist.

He raised his head and looked at Gu Xu not far away.

Now Tang Hui used a real killing move.

What kind of tricks does Gu Xu have to defeat this thunderous move?
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Gu Xu didn't think about how to break Tang Hui's moves.

He just stood there quietly, using the "Jinghong Pen" to embody the poems in his mind.

A slender brush, a thin boy.

Under the force of that majestic gun, it appeared extremely fragile.

But Gu Xu still looked calm.

In an instant, a pale picture appeared on the tip of his pen—from the three feet in front of him, extending to the entire Suxuezhai, extending to the entire Luzhai, stretching across the sky and the earth, as high as the distant mountains, The bottom reaches the water of the pool, and it covers thousands of miles.

The perching birds do not fly, and the pedestrians disappear.

It was utter emptiness.

This is absolute nothingness.

Even the glittering golden dragon gradually faded away and disappeared when it came into contact with this clear and extremely cold picture.

The turbulent momentum was completely dissolved in the invisible.

White and deserted.

Just like the disappearing Lu Mansion.

Just like the past that was forgotten by the world.

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"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and ten thousand paths of people disappear."

Gu Xu looked at Tang Hui in front of him calmly, and said expressionlessly: "This is the first spell I have comprehended after I have the 'Jinghong Brush'. You are very lucky to be my first test product .”

Tang Hui did not immediately answer his words.

He lowered his head and looked at the "Golden Flood Dragon Spear" in his hand.

At this moment, the light of this long spear, which was cut like mud, gradually dimmed, and even mottled rust appeared.

Seeing this scene, Tang Hui knew that his magic weapon had been erased of all extraordinary attributes, and turned into an ordinary mortal weapon, not even as sharp as the butchers' butchers' knives.

Tang Hui sighed, his expression became less crazy and more lonely.

"Using nothingness to break all laws, so this is the Taoism mastered!" Tang Hui said with emotion, "Compared with Miss Lu Shiyao's 'snow melting all things' technique, it is exactly the opposite and complements each other.

"Young master's talent is really extraordinary. If it weren't for you knowing too many things you shouldn't know, maybe we would become fellow Taoists walking side by side."

"Oh, Fellow Daoist," Gu Xu sneered, and responded in a sarcastic tone, "I don't want to become the next Lu Huan."

It can be seen that Tang Hui's natal object has been damaged now, and his cultivation base has also dropped a lot - he wants to delay time and recover his true energy by chatting with Gu Xu.

But Gu Xu didn't want to chat with him.

Because most of the power in his body is borrowed, and it can only last for a short time.

He must fight fast.

Thinking of this, he waved the "Jinghong Brush" again, letting the pale and empty picture spread to Tang Hui.

This time, he wanted to completely erase Tang Hui's cultivation and turn him into a mortal who could be slaughtered.

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After Gu Xu and Lu Shiyao obtained the "Jinghong Brush", they both had an epiphany of new spells because of the snow.

But the snow they describe is fundamentally different.

Lu Shiyao's snow is the snow that "wears the trees in the garden to make flying flowers", it is smart snow, it is fresh snow, and it represents creation.

Gu Xu's snow is chilling, nothingness, and emptiness, representing the disappearance of all things.

This is the power of the famous "Jinghong Pen".

Even the same image can give birth to different Taoism.

And Tang Hui also had lingering fears about Gu Xu's move.

He immediately took out the "imperial envoy token" and stood in front of him.

For 15 years, this "imperial envoy token" has been Tang Hui's lifeblood - it symbolizes the emperor's favor and trust in him.

The emperor is the strongest of the Daqi Dynasty.

The "Tai'a Sword" engraved with tokens is the strongest weapon in the wilderness.

He believes that as long as this token is in his hands, the emperor will always watch him from afar and protect him, and no youngster can hurt him.

PS: The verses in this chapter are related to "snow" and need to be combined with the experience of the Lu family to reflect the desolate and lonely mood. The first thing I thought of was "It's like eating a bird and throwing it into the forest" in "A Dream of Red Mansions". A piece of white land is so clean", but it is not suitable as a move, so I chose the similar image "A thousand mountains and birds fly away, ten thousand paths and people disappear".If you have better ideas, you can also put them forward!
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Notes:

(1) "Words are the voice of the heart, and books are the paintings of the heart." - Yang Xiong of the Western Han Dynasty "Fayan Asking God"

(2) "Wandering and pitching, tolerance and wind, rigidity is iron painting, and charm is like a silver hook." - Tang Ouyangxun "On the Use of Brushes"

(3) "When the pen is written quickly, the breath is swallowed before it arrives." - Su Shi of the Northern Song Dynasty, "Wang Wei Wu Daozi Painting"

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