Pen interest pavilion www.xbiquge.cc, quickest renewal immortal country Great Emperor! 笔趣阁www.xbiquge.cc,最快更新仙国大帝！ When Sima Yuntian and Yi Feng play chess. 司马云天和奕风对弈之际。 Two people are completely all lost in thought that Sima Yuntian grabs the board game piece, for a very long time is unable to fall. In the look, was full of the dignified meaning. 二人尽皆陷入了沉思,司马云天抓着棋子,久久无法落下。眼神之中,充满了凝重之意。 Yi Feng also extremely dignified looks at the checkerboard. Suddenly, no one can do to anyone. 奕风也极为凝重的看着棋盘。一时间,谁也奈何不了谁。 Suddenly, greatly dismal aura from wells up behind. 忽然,一股大悲凉的气息从身后涌来。 „Whish!” “哗！” Fights under stage, hears the sound of intermittent exclamation. 斗台之下,传来阵阵惊叹之声。 Sima Yuntian and Yi Feng checkerboard, was too mysterious, looked at heart the bored to many people mysteriously, most people's vision changed to marking of Mr. Wenruo. 司马云天和奕风的棋盘,太玄奥了,玄奥到很多人看了心里闷得慌,以至于大部分人的目光都转到了文若先生的画上。 The hearsay Meng Wenruo picture track is shocking, today looks, was really earth-shaking. 早就传闻孟文若的画道惊世,今日一看,果然惊天动地。 Black and white ink and wash painting, scenery of the vicissitudes shatter world. 黑白水墨画,一个沧桑破碎的天地之景。 The land cracks, the innumerable volcanos soar to the heavens on, mountains and rivers entirely to break, Jianghai flows backwards. 大地崩裂,无数火山冲天而上,山河俱碎,江海倒流。 The innumerable lives are fleeing everywhere, the scared and desperate picture makes one have a dismal mood for no reason. 无数生灵在四处奔逃,恐慌、绝望的画面让人无端产生一股悲凉的情绪。 The picture of Mr. Wenruo, very intelligent, the character of intelligence to looking in a picture, seeming to see oneself is fleeing to be the same. 文若先生的画,很有灵性,灵性到看着一个画中人物,好似看到了自己在奔逃一样。 Mr. Wenruo does not use the pen at this moment again, but carries a black ink, toward marking to sprinkle. 文若先生此刻已经不是再用笔了,而是端起一盘墨,向着画上泼去。 „Bang!” „Bang!” „Bang!” ........................ “嘭！”“嘭！”“嘭！”…………………… The ink, entered the picture scroll, immediately forms, jet black devils, run in the world of vicissitudes. 一蓬蓬的的墨汁,入了画卷,立刻成形,一个个漆黑的魔鬼,在沧桑的天下奔走。 „Quack!” „Jie Jie Jie Jie!” “嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎！”“桀桀桀桀！” In the picture, hears intermittent evil laughter suddenly. 画中,陡然传来一阵阵邪恶的笑声。 „Help!” “救命啊！” „God!” “天啊！” „God, help!” “老天爷,救命啊！” „Mother!” “娘！” „My son!” “我的儿啊！” .............................. ………………………… .................. ……………… ............ ………… Desperate sounds gush out from the picture scroll. In the innumerable cultivating heart that the sad and shrill pitiful yell sound listens to is scared. 一声声绝望的声音从画卷中涌出。凄厉的惨叫声听的无数修者心中发毛。 In the picture scroll, the devil is ripping myriad lives, in excited is gnawing the life. 画卷中,魔鬼撕着万千生灵,在兴奋的啃噬着生灵。 The sky collapsed, landslide! 天塌了,地崩了！ Even, in the picture, Sun was destroyed, moon also changes into the fragment. 甚至,画面中,太阳都被打碎了,月亮也化为碎片。 The devils appeared in the world in all directions, appeared in the place that all can see. 魔鬼出现在了天下四处,出现在了所有能看到的地方。 A Zhang San zhang great chart, above is completely the endless misery! 一张三丈巨图,上面尽是无尽苦难！ Mr. Wenruo takes pen in hand to wield finally. 文若先生最后提笔一挥。 „Bang!” “轰！” The boundary of picture, suddenly spout a lot of black fog, in the black fog, appears the boundary of dynamic disaster. 画面之境,陡然喷涌出大量的黑雾,黑雾中,显现出动态的灾难之境。 If some time ago exquisite silk blooper were the same, this picture, can show the dynamic meteorology. 如不久前的锦绣妙文一样,这幅画,也能展现出动态的气象。 „Quack!” “啊嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎！” The devils roared, the swallow alive life, the life was nimble and resourceful, can let the cultivating substitution. 魔鬼咆哮,生吞生灵,生灵灵动,更能让修者代入。 „Cluck-cluck!” “咯咯咯咯咯！” Some timid cultivating, look at the picture, the whole body trembles. 一些胆小的修者,看着画面,浑身打颤。 Signed in upon arrival at work in the marrow of person. 画到了人的骨髓里了。 This is also not anything, in the picture in black air/Qi, suddenly, internal life and devil seemed saw fought cultivating under stage to be the same. 这还不算什么,黑气中的画面里,陡然,内部的生灵、魔鬼好似看到了斗台下的修者一般。 „Does Confucian cultivate/repair? The profound scholars, help, save me, saves my child!” A towering sound resounds from the picture. “儒修？大儒们,救命啊,救我,救救我儿吧！”一个突兀的声音从画面中响起。 Fights under the stage, innumerable cultivating ji spirits suddenly. 斗台下,无数修者陡然一ji灵。 „Quack, that side also 70,000 people, 70,000 flesh, quack, kills to me!” The devils seemed also saw the person in demonstration, wanted to throw. “嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎,那边还有七万人,七万血肉,嘎嘎嘎,给我杀！”魔鬼们好似也看到了显示中的人,欲扑下来。 It seems is away from a membrane merely, two world each other saw the opposite party. 好似仅仅隔着一层膜,两个世界彼此看到对方了。 „Help!” „Saves me!” „Saves my grandson!” .................. “救命！”“救我！”“救我孙儿！”……………… Internal life called for help unceasingly, the strategic place that the devil roared came out. 内部生灵不断呼救,恶魔咆哮的要冲出来。 But, two world, are away from that membrane, is unable to come out, sad and shrill incomparable, frigid. Above the square, seeming the cold wind is intermittent. 可是,两个世界,就隔着那一层膜,无法出来,凄厉无比,惨烈至极。广场之上,好似阴风阵阵。 The picture of Mr. Wenruo, exposed finally before everyone. 文若先生的画,终于展露在了所有人前。 „How possibly, is that real? Can they see us?” Mo Yuxi surprised say/way. “怎么可能,那是真的吗？他们能看到我们？”墨羽兮惊讶道。 „Creates the spirit? No wonder Mr. Wenruo is not willing to paint, originally his picture had arrived at this position, in the picture the character, gave the simple intelligence, creates the spirit?” Yan Chuan sighed looked to Mr. Wenruo. “创灵？难怪文若先生不愿作画,原来他的画已经到了这份境地,画中人物,赋予了简单的灵性,创灵？”阎川感叹的看向文若先生。 Sweeps across the entire square greatly dismal, the catastrophe infects all cultivating, frightened and dismal looks at Mr. Wenruo that picture, some people are even weeping, looks in the picture the disaster of person, for a while the sentiment is difficult to control self. 大悲凉席卷整个广场,大灾难感染所有修者,一个个惊悚、悲凉的看着文若先生那幅画,有些人甚至悲哭而起,看着画中人的灾难,一时情难自禁。 Sima Yuntian surprised looks: „Creates the spirit? Wenruo, you may really make me broaden the outlook, the short several hundred years, do you achieve this position unexpectedly?” 司马云天惊讶的看着:“创灵？文若,你可真让我大开眼界啊,短短数百年,你居然达到这番境地？” Wenruo starts to write, in the eye the tears fall, obviously was also infected by own picture. 文若落笔,眼中泪水滑落,显然也是被自己的画感染了。 Under, Meng Ziqiu silent looks. 下方,孟子秋沉默的看着。 „Institute lord, your son, is seriously fierce, on the picture together, I was inferior, creates the spirit? Julu Academy many have achieved this for no one!” A Great Sage said after a sigh. “院主,你这儿子,当真厉害,就画之一道,我不如矣,创灵？巨鹿书院已经多少代没人做到这一步了！”一个大贤感叹道。 Meng Ziqiu knits the brows looks on the stage. 孟子秋皱眉的看着台上。 On the stage, Sima Yuntian has a look at the checkerboard. 台上,司马云天又看看棋盘。 „Mr. Yi, this chess, you cannot do to me, I cannot do to you, continue like this, more will only tow longer, not, if in light of this tie how?” Sima Yuntian serious say/way. “奕先生,此盘棋,你奈何不了我,我也奈何不了你,如此下去,只会越拖越久,不若就此平局如何？”司马云天郑重道。 Yi Feng has a look at the checkerboard, has a look at Sima Yuntian, finally nods saying: „Good!” 奕风看看棋盘,又看看司马云天,最终点点头道:“好！” This chess, next was indeed stiff, naturally, under is Yi Feng intends stiff, because Yi Feng knows oneself to practicing the contact are too few, has looked at the world are too few, wants to defeat Sima Yuntian, almost impossible, therefore walked! died to incur the step Constrains Sima Yuntian, towed the draw eventually! 这盘棋,的确下僵了,当然,是奕风有意下僵的,因为奕风知道自己对修行界接触太少,看过的天下太少,想要完败司马云天,几乎不可能,因此走了步死招！拖住司马云天,终究拖平了！ Tie? 平局？ All around innumerable cultivating throw the color of accident/surprise. However looks at the checkerboards on fight of stage, everyone nods, two people of chess strength have not been the people can appraise. 四周无数修者投来意外之色。不过看着斗台上的棋盘,所有人都点点头,二人棋力早已不是众人所能评价了。 Yi Feng turns back the place of Yan Chuan. 奕风走回阎川之处。 „King, tie!” Yi Feng smiles bitterly slightly. “王,平局！”奕风微微苦笑。 „Done is very good! Your field of vision is too narrow, even so, can under become the tie, coming the day field of vision to be extravagant, Sima Yuntian must not be your opponent!” Yan Chuan nods. “做的很好！你的视野太窄,即便如此,都能下成平局,来日视野再阔,司马云天必不是你对手！”阎川点点头。 „Yes!” Yi Feng nods, in the eye filled self-confidently. “是！”奕风点点头,眼中充满了自信。 This is the Yi Feng domain, never thinks that will lose to anyone, Sima Yuntian, must certainly rout him in the future! 这是奕风的领域,从来不认为会输给谁,司马云天,将来自己肯定要大败他！ The chessgame tie, Sima Yuntian also looks to Mr. Wenruo that picture. 棋局平局,司马云天也看向文若先生那幅画。 Sweeps across the entire square greatly dismal, in all person hearts was infected by this picture was the same, played chess to finish even, all around too many discussions, have not immersed in that sad and desperate atmosphere all. 大悲凉席卷整个广场,所有人心中都被这幅画感染了一样,以至于即便下棋结束,四周都没有太多的议论,无不沉浸在那悲伤、绝望的气氛中。 Sima Yuntian were not many said, moved toward own easel. 司马云天也不多说,走向自己的画架。 Grasps basin ink to sprinkle to the picture scroll! 抓起一盆墨汁对着画卷泼去！ „Bang!” “嘭！” The painter presents the big piece to be jet black suddenly. 画家陡然出现大片漆黑。 The Sima Yuntian writing brush waves fast, seems in the heart some to think early, fast non-stop is drawing. 司马云天毛笔快速舞动,好似心中早有所想,快速不停的画着。 „Rumble!” “轰隆隆！” In the Sima Yuntian picture, transmits the intermittent dull thumping sound, can teach Wenruo such rare talent, its picture strength naturally also shocks everybody. 司马云天的画中,传来阵阵闷响,能教出文若这样的奇才,其画力自然也惊世骇俗。 People static looks, burns a joss stick, two columns are fragrant, three burn a joss stick, a double-hour! 众人静静的看着,一炷香,两柱香,三炷香,一个时辰！ Finally, Sima Yuntian the shape of picture revealed. 终于,司马云天的画的形态露出来了。 A piece obstructs day of dark clouds, in the dark clouds, thunder light sparkles, the thunder and lightning gathers much is thunder and lightning shape Divine Dragon, shuttles back and forth in the dark clouds. 一片遮天黑云,黑云中,雷光闪耀,雷电之多聚为一条条雷电状神龙,在黑云中穿梭。 „Bang!” „Bang!” „Bang!” .................. “轰！”“轰！”“轰！”……………… In the picture scroll spreads the intermittent loud sound, seems the sound of heavenly thunder, knocks in all person hearts, lets everyone is the mind shakes, returns from the greatly dismal state of mind fast. 画卷中传出阵阵巨响,好似天雷之音,敲在所有人心中,让所有人都是心神一震,快速从大悲凉心绪中回归。 „Goes!” Sima Yuntian last falls. “去吧！”司马云天最后一笔落下。 „Bang!” “轰！” In the picture scroll, soars to the heavens the billowing black air/Qi suddenly. 画卷之中,陡然冲天滚滚黑气。 The black air/Qi soars to the heavens, changes into the tribulation to say all over the sky, plundering the cloud is vast, the endless thunder and lightning tumbles at the tribulation in the clouds. 黑气冲天,化为满天劫云,劫云浩大无比,无尽雷电在劫云中翻滚。 „Rumble!” “轰隆隆！” It seems heavenly prestige to depress, seeming the pressure is like all person hearts. 好似天威压下,好似压向所有人心中一样。 „My God tribulation , my God tribulation!” Some people were startled to call out. “我的天劫,啊,我的天劫！”有人惊叫道。 „No, is not your, is my, did this picture draw out my day tribulation?” “不,不是你的,是我的,这画引出了我天劫？” „Is impossible, my ability boundary's fourth heavy, how to feel the day tribulation?” “不可能,我才气境第四重,怎么感受到天劫了？” ........................ …………………… .................. ……………… ...... …… All around hears the intermittent frightened sound. 四周传来阵阵惊悚之声。 Will the heavenly thunder fall? 天雷将落？ Vast heavenly prestige? A picture, completely reveals heavenly prestige, but the oppression, lets innumerable cultivating for the judgment that it loses. 浩大的天威？一幅画,将天威尽显,压迫而至,让无数修者为之失去的判断。 In picture boundary, seems must take off/escape the picture but general. 画中之境,也好似要脱画而出一般。 Although without picture person and devil, but that feeling is the same, almost can break open that matter membrane, enters the real world. 虽然没有画人和魔鬼,但那感觉是一样的,差一点就能破开那层膜,进入现实世界。 „Is one creates the spirit picture?” The Mo Yuxi complexion changes. “又是一幅创灵的画？”墨羽兮脸色一变。 The place of Meng Ziqiu, an numerous Great Sage silence. Forced smiles. 孟子秋之处,一众大贤一阵沉默。一个个苦笑不已。 Wenruo has a look at own picture, has a look at the Sima Yuntian picture again, sighed slightly: „The picture of teacher, then forever is fierce, ’ suppresses ‚my by ‚ day tribulation end world’, the student admires!” 文若看看自己的画,再看看司马云天的画,微微一阵感叹道:“老师的画,永远那么厉害,以‘天劫’镇压我这‘末世’,学生佩服！” Sima Yuntian shakes the head, deep looked at Wenruo saying: „‚Day tribulation’ does not have suppression ‚end world’, meets as an equal merely, no one has crushed anyone thoroughly, my tribulation cloud has not vanished, your end world had not been pressed in the picture, your I am the tie!” 司马云天摇摇头,深深的看了眼文若道:“‘天劫’没有镇压‘末世’,仅仅分庭抗礼而已,谁也没有彻底压倒谁,我的劫云没有消失,你的末世也没被压回画中,你我算是平局吧！” Wenruo has a look at Sima Yuntian, finally shows a faint smile saying: „Good!” 文若看看司马云天,最终微微一笑道:“好！” „Is a tie?” Mo Yuxi knits the brows to say. “又是一个平局？”墨羽兮皱眉道。 Yan Chuan nods saying: „Fights the picture, such as fights the potential, a side wins, the illusion that the picture of opposite party has by suppression ruthlessly, who has no alternative now anyone, can only the tie!” 阎川点点头道:“斗画,如斗势,一方胜出,对方的画产生的幻象会被狠狠的压制回去,现在谁也没奈何谁,只能平局！” „But!” Mo Yuxi knits the brows to say. “可是！”墨羽兮皱眉道。 Yan Chuan shakes the head, without worry. 阎川摇摇头,没有担心。 Fights above stage. 斗台之上。 „Short several hundred years, your picture, has pursued me, in the picture together, you have the talent compared with me! You were expelled the matter of entrance by Julu Academy, I had known, can only regret to you, I am helpless!” Sima Yuntian deep suction port gas channel/angrily said. “短短数百年,你的画,已经直追我了,在画之一道,你比我有天分！你被巨鹿书院逐出山门的事情,我已经知道了,只能对你惋惜,我无能为力！”司马云天深吸口气道。 „Teacher had a mind!” Mr. Wenruo shows a faint smile. “老师有心了！”文若先生微微一笑。 Saying, Mr. Wenruo went down fought the stage. 说着,文若先生走下了斗台。 „Young Master Yan, I can only achieve this!” The Wenruo forced smile said. “阎公子,我只能做到这一步了！”文若苦笑道。 „Is enough!” Yan Chuan flashes through a self-confidence. “已经足够了！”阎川闪过一丝自信。 Saying, Yan Chuan is stepping alone fought the stage. Comes up step by step, all around everyone casts the exciting vision. 说着,阎川独自踏上了斗台。一步一步上去,四周所有人都投来兴奋的目光。 Yan Chuan, gathers king Zhu, Wenruo, Yi Feng, displays the strength of Wendao shocks everybody, as their heads, how? Yan Chuan competes for the leads in Shence. 阎川,聚拢王蛛、文若、奕风,都表现出惊世骇俗的文道之力,作为他们之首,那又将如何？阎川可是争夺封神策的主角啊。 Fights above stage, Yan Chuan brings a self-confidence, looks to Sima Yuntian. 斗台之上,阎川带着一股自信,看向司马云天。 Sima Yuntian, one win and two draws! 司马云天,一胜两平！ Yan Chuan, one loss and two draws! 阎川,一负两平！ Sima Yuntian tidied up a mood, knitting the brows looks to Yan Chuan. 司马云天收拾了一下心情,皱眉的看向阎川。 „Four arts, you had lost one game, put down two, last game, but also is meaningful?” Sima Yuntian sinking sound said. “琴棋书画,你已经输了一局,平了两句,最后一局,还有意义吗？”司马云天沉声道。 „Also is left over ‚book’, who laughs last, is uncertain!” Yan Chuan shows a faint smile. “还剩下‘书’,谁笑到最后,还不一定！”阎川微微一笑。 „Book? Haha, my Sima Yuntian, four arts, most excel, actually, is only the book!” Sima Yuntian reveals one to sneer to say. “书？哈哈,我司马云天,琴棋书画,最擅长的,其实,只是书！”司马云天露出一丝冷笑道。 „I will win!” Yan Chuan said with a smile. “我会赢的！”阎川笑道。 At this time, a Sima Yuntian disciple, Chen Ping called suddenly. 这时,司马云天的一个弟子,陈平陡然叫了起来。 „Joke, Yan Chuan, were you insane? Possibility that four arts, four games , you simply have not won like this, but also remains one game, how do you win? You are impossible to win!” Chen Ping called out. “笑话,阎川,你是疯了吧？琴棋书画,四局,已经这样了,你根本没有赢的可能,还剩一局,你怎么赢？你不可能赢的！”陈平叫道。 Chen Ping called everyone's aspiration, yes, this general situation has decided that how did Yan Chuan say such words? Also remains one game, even if you won, is still only the tie. 陈平叫出了所有人的心声,是啊,这大局已定,阎川怎么说出这样的话来？还剩一局,就算你胜了,也只是平局啊。 Yan Chuan has a look at Chen Ping, shows a faint smile. 阎川看看陈平,微微一笑。 Sima Yuntian is actually looks to that youngest disciple who the brow selects: „Share that here some you spoke?” 司马云天却是眉头一挑的看向那最小弟子:“这里有你说话的份吗？” ( to be continued ) (未完待续) Thank the support of fellow book friends, your support was we biggest power 感谢各位书友的支持,您的支持就是我们最大的动力