Doomed To Be A King (Conquer a Mountain And Become The Great King)

It took a genius to remember the address of this website in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! Su Yu’s mouth curved, “Who said dogs can’t be enlightened?”

"Hahaha, hahaha..." Zikong raised his head and laughed, laughing at Su Yu's ignorance, "What an idiot! Ask everyone here, who believes that dogs can understand? I guess they can't even read a big word!"

After laughing for a while, Zikong gradually calmed down, as if he had seen through everything, and said loudly: "You are so unique and independent just to attract the attention of all the masters and to sensationalize!"

Su Yu couldn't help but admire his brainstorming skills. He shrugged nonchalantly and said calmly: "You're right."

"Hahaha, how are you? You are speechless!" Zikong was so proud that he showed his face in front of all the masters.

"Since there is no rule against entry, you are not qualified to stop me." After Su Yu finished speaking, he was about to continue walking inside.

He has collected a lot of martial arts, and his attributes have increased a lot. The more powerful the martial arts become, he cannot let them go.

"Stop!" Zikong shouted again. At this time, his momentum was high and he was unwilling to retreat. "You can come in, but this dog can't come in!"

Then, he looked at the masters and said in a sincere voice, "Master, letting this dog observe the stone wall of the great scholar is an insult to the great scholar. Please allow me to stop him."

The masters didn't say anything, so they were tacitly agreeing.

Lu Fuzi looked embarrassed, then hesitated for a moment, stood up, and looked at Su Yu, "Little friend Su, why don't you leave this dog here with me? You can go in and observe on your own."

"Bringing a dog to understand Shibi's poems, it's a shame he can figure it out."

"Tch, that guy has no other abilities. He just talks nonsense and pretends..."

"A weirdo is a weirdo after all. If you ask me, he should be kicked out directly. He can't understand anything anyway."

…

Everyone looked here with sneers on their faces, waiting to see Su Yu's joke.

I'm asking you to show off, but you've gone too far!

"Woof!"

Maomao finally couldn't bear it anymore and screamed.

My uncle can bear it, my aunt can bear it, but I can't bear it!

Um?

Everyone's eyes were fixed as they watched Maomao slowly raise the dog's paw.

What does this dog want to do? Everyone showed interest.

However, Maomao's paws landed on the ground, and then began to draw strokes on the ground slowly.

Looking along the dog's paws to the lines on the ground, everyone's expressions froze at the same time.

His pupils shrank suddenly, showing an expression of disbelief.

This...can't be! ?

real or fake?

Even the masters who were sitting upright couldn't help but stand up, looking surprised.

This pattern is clearly writing!

The dog's paws waved and he quickly wrote a poem——

In the mountains, the horse is riding fast but has not yet taken off its saddle. Looking back in shock, I was three feet away from the sky.

boom!

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they felt that the original picture of the mountain suddenly came alive, as if standing on the top of the mountain, you could touch the sky with your hand, there was stillness in the movement, and a feeling of heroism suddenly arose in my heart.

After writing this poem, the picture on the stone wall actually resonated and began to shake.

However, the dog's claws did not stop and continued to wave.

Mountains, overturning seas and rivers. The galloping force is fierce, and the battle of thousands of horses is still in full swing.

This sentence, made out of nothing, immediately made the original simple picture become complicated, and the scene suddenly became magnificent. Standing on the mountain, there were endless war horses roaring under the feet, and the fighting continued, which made people's blood surge.

"What a poem that fits the occasion! What a heroic sentence!" Those masters stared at the sentence with their eyes trembling all over.

However, the dog's claws still didn't stop!

The mountain pierced the blue sky and the eel was still intact. The sky wants to fall, so I can lean on it.

boom!

This last sentence made their souls tremble, and the masters were even so excited that they had tears in their eyes and their lips trembled.

Cangshan is like a sword, piercing the blue sky. The sky is about to fall, but it has to rely on Cangshan to hold it up!

The majestic momentum pierces people's souls,

Let the cells in the whole body beat wildly and the pores relax.

"What a poem, what a poem!"

"These three lines of poetry perfectly describe the artistic conception of this picture, quatrains, quatrains!"

So...so awesome!

Everyone was stunned, staring at Maomao in a daze, with their mouths wide open, unable to say a word at all. This completely subverted their cognition.

As these three poems were written, white Confucian and Taoist aura actually began to rise from the stone wall. These auras surged out crazily, wrapping Maomao in it, with a Confucian and Taoist artistic conception that made everyone feel moved. trembling.

boom!

Those Confucian and Taoist energies slowly condensed into a giant mountain in the void, pressing down on Zikong.

If you dare to target this baby, you must be prepared to bear my baby's wrath!

This huge mountain carries the artistic conception of that painting, and its power is so huge. Before it even gets close, Zikong's complexion changes drastically, and he stretches out his fingers, ready to write in the void.

However, no matter how he induced it, the Confucianism and Taoism in his body remained unmoved at all, unable to move out, as if he was afraid.

boom!

Zikong's figure was thrown away by the huge mountain without any suspense. He looked like he was ten years older and fell to the ground sluggishly. The wrinkles on his face were much deeper.

But no one could care about him at this time, and everyone focused on Maomao.

Those masters swayed, surrounding Maomao in the middle, their eyes were bright, as if they were looking at a rare treasure.

"This dog is extraordinary!" Lu Fuzi received countless eye rolls as soon as he opened his mouth.

Can a dog that can write poetry be an ordinary dog?

Can a dog that can use Confucian and Taoist artistic conceptions be an ordinary dog?

"This dog is...interesting!"

Duanmu Lin glanced here and just smiled faintly.

"Sister Ruxue, you are right, he can really create miracles." Wanying looked at Su Yu with a strange look in her eyes.

"What kind of monster is this? Why have I never heard of it?" The masters surrounded Maomao, their eyes shining.

Although they are reluctant to admit it, they have to say that their attainments in poetry are actually not as good as a dog.

Moreover, they knew how fast this dog looked at the stone wall. It was just a glance, but it was even more powerful than they had been studying for years without any intention. The hair raised its head proudly, looking at everyone with its black and white eyes, hum. Humph, now you know how powerful this baby is.

"Little friend Su, I wonder where your dog comes from?" Lu Fuzi looked at Su Yu and asked.

"This is the spiritual beast of our sect. It has always been with our sect." Su Yu said slowly.

Zimo quickly responded: "Su Xiaoyou's school is Dawangshan?"

"good!"

This time, everyone once again remembered the name of Dawang Mountain in their hearts. No matter what, the existence of such an extraordinary spiritual beast is definitely worth paying attention to.

"This is a well-educated dog, especially with a strong understanding of Confucianism and Taoism. I ask Su Xiaoyou's disciples to treat it well." Lu Fuzi said, looking at Mao Mao reluctantly, as if entrusting him. , and then added: "If you don't want it anymore, just bring it to us directly, and we'll buy it for any price!"

If Maomao hadn't already had a sect, they would definitely have made Maomao the totem of the Saint Pavilion.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu, Maomao will not be sold!" Su Yu nodded solemnly. Selling a dog is impossible. It is impossible to sell a dog in this life...

"Su Xiaoyou, I have another unkind favor." Lu Fuzi said sheepishly.

"But it doesn't matter."

Lu Fuzi's face was full of embarrassment, he pondered for a moment, and then said: "This poem and this picture really fit perfectly. I kindly ask Su Xiaoyou to agree to leave this poem in front of this stone wall for future reference."

What the hell, one second you don’t let someone’s dog in, and the next second you ask someone’s dog to write a poem, is there anything more embarrassing than this?