I am the Bull Demon King, the most powerful official in the heaven

Chapter 382 Liu Sanbian also wore it?

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Seeing Hua Long stand up, several people around Hua Long showed doubts?
What are you doing up?

This is not the job of our professional dragon counterparts.

"Of course, you can conquer the hearts of beauties by outsmarting others. Let me tell you, brothers, you should learn more about culture when you have time. Wealth alone can certainly attract women to throw themselves into their arms, but this way of attracting Women, all they want in their hearts is to take, and if they want them to really give, it is even more difficult to be with you. And talent can even make people abandon their parents and elope." Hualong shook his head slightly.

"What are you doing so much trouble for? Just use money to buy happiness. Besides, do you know this?" The real dragon asked with a puzzled face. They were not very familiar with Hualong. It was just because Yinglong was born and the dragon clan elected Sidu Longjun, so All water-type dragons from all over the world are here.

A group of relatives who had not seen each other for hundreds of years gathered together.

The descendants of the Dragon Lords of the Yangtze River, Yellow River, Huaihe River, and Jishui constantly win over these descendants, trying to expand their relationships.

"Of course, there is only one stone in the world. Emperor Donghua only gets five buckets. I get four buckets. From ancient times to the present, we share one bucket." Hualong looked arrogant and strode out into the clouds and mist.

When many Confucian scholars who were reading the couplet heard Hua Long's arrogant words, their faces suddenly became angry and they stared angrily, thinking to themselves, what madman is so dissolute?
Hualong turned a blind eye and went his own way, seeing the changes in the surrounding wind and clouds, the atmosphere of the universe, encompassing thousands, and eighteen hot gold characters imprinted in the void.

"Qian Bagua, Kun Bagua, Ba Ba 64 hexagrams, the world of hexagrams and hexagrams has been determined."

Hualong smiled slightly, took a photo in the air, picked up his pen and started writing. The surrounding spiritual energy surged, and he heard a high-pitched phoenix cry, shaking the sky and spreading to all directions.

After that, two more gorgeous and extraordinary phoenixes flew out from the flower dragon's pen, with their wings flapping and beautiful phoenix eyes. They looked in all directions, full of self-centered arrogance, piercing the sky and leaving eighteen big characters in the void.

"Nine sounds of Luan, nine sounds of Phoenix, nine and eighty-one sounds, the sound of Luan and Phoenix sings in harmony."

"Huh? Are they really matched?" A group of dragons looked surprised.

"Children's tactics,"

Hualong's posture was even more casual. He walked step by step and casually read the couplets. Under the surprised and envious eyes of all the Confucian scholars, he strode forward and said: "In the past ten thousand years, Fengliu returned to Emperor Donghua. After today, Fengliu will return to Emperor Donghua." Be mine."

In the elegant room, the Jade Emperor changed his expression slightly and said: "What a madman. He is only at the fourth level, but he dares to compare himself to Donghua."

"It is inevitable to be young and frivolous. But what is this person's identity?" Jiang Shan asked. Looking at this young man, he felt some inexplicable familiarity.

"Hualong, the son of Chenlong among the twelve earthly branches, has a distinguished status among the dragon clan. His real name is unknown, but he has always been romantic, obsessed with men and women, and has a romantic heart, so he is nicknamed Prince Hualong. His cultivation level is in the fourth level. ." The Jade Emperor explained that after realizing Ying Long's intentions, the Jade Emperor became concerned about the younger generation of the Dragon Clan who had distinguished status and extraordinary cultivation.

Prince Hualong is one of them.

After all, his father, Chen Long, ranked among the twelve earthly branches and was considered a high figure.

"There is no real name left in the world, only nicknames?" Jiang Shan raised his eyebrows. This way seemed a bit like he came from Fangcun Mountain.

"Yes, but the cultivation level of your lineage should not be only the fourth level." Jade Emperor said.

For this reason, Prince Hualong was not on his list of suspects.

"Normally that's the case, but our lineage is best at hiding, so we don't rule out the possibility that he deliberately hides his realm. But what's more puzzling is that being so pushy doesn't seem like someone from our lineage. ." Jiang Shan frowned.

"Isn't he like you? Wenchang was the best in the ceremony of conferring imperial urns, and he became famous for a while. Not to mention you, he killed Wuying in half a step, killed 28 people in Hezhou, Xiniu, and cut off Qingxu in Nanzhan Buzhou with one arm. , Luzhou in the north was able to resist a hundred thousand people until the Yuan Dynasty, and it was famous in the three realms." The Jade Emperor wondered.

Are everyone in your lineage very low-key?
Isn’t every movement quite loud?
Like Erlang, the first thing he did after coming down from the mountain was to sweep Xiniu Hezhou, and he didn't stop after he came to Nanzhan Buzhou.

In terms of being in the limelight, the Jade Emperor really didn't think the two in front of him were qualified to comment on the following.After all, Hualong is just making a name for himself in the brothel, so what does that count?

"This is different." Jiang Shan said. Wenchang wanted to change the world. Jiang Shan wanted to go ashore at first, but later he was destined to have trouble.

"Is it different?" said the Jade Emperor.

"It should be different, but it is true that the one who is in the limelight is not necessarily my senior brother." Jiang Shan nodded, looked at Emperor Wenchang and said, "Third senior brother, is this the fifth senior brother below?" Emperor Wenchang looked at Jiang Shan as if he were a fool. , do you think I will tell you?

Jiang Shan looked at Emperor Wenchang and thought in his mind. There was no special fluctuation in his expression, soul, or body. He was indeed his senior brother. If he hadn't been accidentally hit by him, he would have been difficult to catch.

"When traveling to the West Lake, I picked up a tin pot and dropped it from the West Lake. I cherished the tin pot."

"Viewing the Imperial Monument, Holding the Jade Cup and the Jade Cup, Touching the Imperial Monument and Yu Bei's Jade Cup"

……

Jiang Shan was still studying, while Hualong on the other side strode upwards and easily broke through.

He successfully broke several couplets in an understatement and stepped forward step by step.

When it comes to the final stage of poetry, Hua Long picks up the pen and writes another beautiful chapter.

Miss Zhenzhen, who had just presided over it, immediately showed a look of wonder on her face, with a hint of admiration in her eyes, and said: "This gentleman is indeed extraordinary in literary talent. This poem should be written in honor of him."

On a high-rise building, an elegant woman wearing a bun and fairy clothes saw Hualong's handsome appearance and extraordinary literary talent. A bit of joy immediately appeared in her clear eyes, and her cheeks seemed to be stained with a layer of blush. Beautiful and charming.

Hualong raised his head, with a smile on his face.

Just at this moment, a writing brush suddenly fell from the sky, and a young man with a cold face flew out of the air, and wrote a poem in mid-air with an iron hook and a silver hook.

"The imperial capital knows what night it is today. The special scenery is full of beautiful streets. Golden jade tubes swallow the spring sky, wax torches and orchid lanterns burn the color of dawn. Twelve immortals' houses in the Phoenix Tower. Three thousand egrets and egrets on their beaded shoes. King Wu can't help but wander around the six streets. , killing cloud traces and rain traces wildly."

Immediately, the fairy light surged again, the light burst out, and countless shadows appeared, overwhelming Hua Long's poem just now.

The smile on Hualong's face immediately froze. He had just come out of the limelight, and someone here was going to slap him in the face?
The faces of the woman who was about to meet Hualong and the host Zhenzhen on the stage changed.

This is not in the plan.

The Confucian scholars who lost to Hualong suddenly showed admiration and said: "Good words."

When a Confucian scholar wearing a Confucian scarf saw this scene, he looked amazed and said: "Good words, not as good as the poems written by Emperor Donghua of that year. Emperor Donghua has been popular in the past ten thousand years, but I am afraid that this talented man will be the most popular in the future." "

"That's right." Several Confucian scholars beside him sighed, but they were dissatisfied with Fang Cai Hualong's bold words.

In the private room, Jiang Shan, who was still wondering whether Hualong was his senior brother, saw this scene and his eyes widened. Wait, isn't this Liu Sanbian's Yulouchun?
How could it appear at this time?

As a result of the continuous reincarnation of heaven and earth, Liu Sanbian also became an immortal?
Wait, this person's aura is a bit familiar.

Jiang Shan's eyes moved slightly, and the phantoms of the sun and moon appeared in his eyes. He saw through the illusion, gained insight into time and space, and watched the face of the cold-faced young man below change, and finally turned into Yang Jian's appearance.

Jiang Shan's eyes widened even more, what the hell?

(End of this chapter)