Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 803: Strange and surprising, shocking (two in one)

The horizontal screen beside the wooden figure asks: "You are buried in the mud and your bones are melted, while I am living in the world with my head covered with snow. What is the artistic conception of this poem?"

Mo Yinghuai instantly broke out in a slight cold sweat on his forehead. He stood behind the desk, his body a little stiff.

You are buried in the ground with your bones turned into dust, while I am living in the world with my head covered with snow!
How could Mo Yinghuai not know the meaning of this sentence?

Yes, he knew, he knew it too well!

Because he had experienced something similar to the mood in the poem thousands of years ago. When this line of poetry came out, he felt as if he had been electrified. From head to toe, he felt an extremely appropriate pain.

The pain of separation from his loved ones in the poem seemed to run through his entire life. At this moment, he bent down slightly again.

I bent over because it hurt so much.

The moment he bent down, he seemed to want to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

For some reason, he inexplicably felt an extremely subtle power of words.

This feeling suddenly gave him an indescribable awe and fear, which made him dare not speak easily. He always felt that he needed to think twice before answering the question!

Mo Yinghuai covered his chest with his hands. He tried his best to organize his words and think about how to answer the questions in order to avoid all the traps in the questions.

Yes, now Mo Yinghuai has the same mentality as many people.

No matter whether the questions asked by the wooden man contained traps or not, he could not help but regard them as having traps.

He wouldn't even believe it if there really wasn't a trap!
Time passes by bit by bit, it seems to pass very slowly, but also seems to pass very quickly.

Mo Yinghuai's mind was in a mess, with storms and waves rising. Occasionally, he couldn't help but look up at the projection behind the wooden man. He was looking for Song Ciwan through the projection, vaguely hoping that she could give him a hint.

However, at this moment, Song Ciwan just stood still on the circle, unmoved by any force.

She did not give Mo Yinghuai any instructions, nor did she offer to answer the questions herself.

The rules here are very cruel. If a follower answers a question, the Tianjiao will be punished if he answers it incorrectly. And if a Tianjiao answers a question, the follower will be punished if he answers it correctly!

How is this true?

This clearly makes no sense!
But such unreasonable rules actually exist, and at this moment, the top masters in the world of Kyushu are playing with the rules.

At this moment, Mo Yinghuai was very afraid that he would answer incorrectly, so he even expected Song Ciwan to take the initiative to answer the question. Even if Song Tianjiao answered correctly, it would be better for him, Mo Yinghuai, to be punished than for him to answer incorrectly and let Song Tianjiao be punished.

Don't think too much and let your impulses surge up.

He didn't know that the reason why Song Ciwan had no reaction to his answer at this moment was -

It seemed as if Song Zhao didn't care at all whether his follower Mo Yinghuai answered correctly or incorrectly, and he didn't care at all whether he would be punished or not.

The reason why Song Ciwan did this was that when this line of poetry appeared on the horizontal screen, she understood several new characters!
Not only did she comprehend the characters, she seemed to comprehend the power of the entire line.

What does "You are buried in the ground with your bones turned into mud, while I live in the world with my head covered with snow" mean?
This is not just about the separation between heaven and earth, but also about the vicissitudes of life, the helplessness of the world, and all the forces that people in this world cannot resist!
This is another line of poetry full of power. Song Ciwan was inspired by this poem and had countless fantasies.

Chinese characters are not just individual characters that are full of magical powers. Phrases, idioms... and especially poems should be full of infinite powers.

To be more precise, poetry is an extremely brilliant part of Chinese culture.

Anyone who studies Chinese culture cannot avoid the existence of poetry.

Those seemingly simple words, but each one contains infinite truths, which can be sung by people all over the world, sung in the past, sung in ancient and modern times, sung in the hearts of thousands and thousands of people, countless lives...

Song Ciwan was completely immersed in his new understanding, so naturally he could hardly pay attention to Mo Yinghuai's answers.

Thirty breaths passed quickly and the wooden man was urging him on.

Mo Yinghuai blurted out: "You are buried in the abyss, your bones are melted into mud, I am living in the world, my head is covered with snow. This poem, this poem... The artistic conception of this poem is about separation and helplessness."

At this point, he suddenly sighed again and said, "In this world, the most difficult problem to solve is the separation between life and death. We practitioners seem to have all kinds of magical powers, and sometimes we can even bring the dead back to life strangely...

But, after the resurrection, will he still be the same person?

Actually, it is not like that. Losing one’s memory can cause a person’s personality to change drastically, let alone a strange resurrection?
However, human hearts are so fickle that sometimes death can keep people’s hearts unchanged. Therefore, it is hard to say whether this separation between life and death is really only bad.

However, life is full of infinite possibilities. If there is really a separation between life and death in this world, I wish the dead to be me and the living to be her. "

He spoke eloquently, unconsciously expressing all his thoughts. It was not until he finished the last sentence that he vaguely came to his senses and realized what he had answered.

And these definitely don’t look like a standard answer no matter how you look at it!
Mo Yinghuai was instantly covered in cold sweat, his heart was pounding, and he was frozen behind the small desk.

He wanted to overturn his previous statement and answer the question in a different way. But at this moment, his mind was a mess and he couldn't think of any suitable answer.

He was so anxious that his heart was trembling. Suddenly, he heard the wooden man on the podium say, "You said you wish the dead to be you, and the living to be her. Is this your exact wish?"

Mo Yinghuai suddenly said in surprise: "It is my wish! But, can Mr. Mu fulfill my wish?"

The wooden man said: "You answered the questions sincerely and have your own independent interpretation of the current poem. I can reward you with a wish. Now, I would like to ask the human Mo Yinghuai, the dead are for you, and the living are for her. Do you want to make this wish come true?"

Hey!
The wooden man can really make people’s wishes come true.

Although his realization seemed so strange, Mo Yinghuai always had a feeling: he felt that the wooden man's words did not seem to be a deception, but seemed to be true!
It has been a thousand years since the Dragon Girl died. After a thousand years, her dragon body is gone, her dragon ball is gone, and everything she had in the human world is truly gone.

It's just that she still has a trace of her true spirit left, which has turned into something weird!
So is the weird Ao Yun today really still the dragon girl of the past?
Let’s not talk about how others view this issue, just talk about Mo Yinghuai himself, he always thinks it is not the case.

Or, not quite.

She is, but part of her is not.

But now, the wooden man says that he can resurrect the dragon girl who died thousands of years ago!
Mo Yinghuai's heartbeat quickened, and he asked anxiously, "Mr. Mu, when you said that the living are for her, this "she"... is it really me, me... my former fiancée, Ao Yun?"

The wooden man said, "If your wish is for her, then it is her. May I ask Mo Yinghuai, the human race, is your wish for her?"

Mo Yinghuai said dazedly, "She has been dead for a thousand years. Can she really be resurrected perfectly?"

The wooden man said: "It is just to grab her from the long river of time and space at the moment of her death in the past, and combine it with her true spirit that is now floating in the world. In this way, the life of a thousand years ago can be resurrected."

The wooden man can really revive the dragon girl!
What an incredible power this is?
The wooden man spoke of this great power in a casual manner, and all the living beings present felt dizzy and their hearts were shaken when they heard it.

It is already difficult to revive the dead within a quarter of an hour.

But no matter how difficult it is, it is said that Song Tianjiao can do it now. If she can do it, it means that this matter is still within human power.

However, what the wooden man was talking about was resurrecting a creature that had been dead for thousands of years!

What is the concept of capturing her from the long river of time and space at the moment of her near death in the past? What is the idea?
This, this, this... This is beyond the imagination of the creatures present. Incredible, shocking, otherworldly, subversive...

The Iron Demon Saint muttered, "Damn, this is quite powerful!"

In fact, it is more than just a little bit powerful, it is so powerful that it transcends the sacred.

The wooden man obviously didn't care about the turmoil in people's hearts. He just talked to Mo Yinghuai according to the standard procedure and repeatedly confirmed with Mo Yinghuai: "Mo Yinghuai of the human race, are you willing to sacrifice yourself and resurrect the dragon girl Ao Yun from a thousand years ago?

If you want to confirm, please answer "Confirm". If you want to regret, please answer "Regret". If you regret, you will be punished by the evil spirit.

Your answers have cultural characteristics, and your main position will be one step closer to Wen Yuanhai. "

This time, before Mo Yinghuai could respond, wind suddenly blew under Song Ciwan's feet.

When the wind blows, ripples appear on the sea.

The white disc under Song Ciwan's feet flew forward rapidly along the ten miles of sea road, accompanied by the breeze.

Mo Yinghuai in the classroom suppressed some of his emotions and answered with a trembling voice: "I, I won't, I won't... I won't regret it. I, I, I choose to confirm! Sacrifice myself and revive Ao Yun!"

boom--

He actually decided to sacrifice himself!
After Mo Yinghuai announced this decision, everyone inside and outside the classroom was in an uproar.

The Iron-Crazy Demon Saint raised his furry bear face and swore, "Damn it, there are really such fools in the world! To trade your own life for someone else's?"

Someone in the human race group tried to persuade them: "Mo Xianzun, you can't do this! Sacrificing yourself in exchange for the resurrection of a person who lived thousands of years ago, how can this be worthy of your thousands of years of practice?"

Some people also shouted: "Friend Mo, you can't do this!"

"Friend Mo, don't!"

"Friend Mo, please don't be crazy..."

A torrent of words rushed towards Mo Yinghuai who was in the middle of the classroom, but Mo Yinghuai had made up his mind and would not listen to anyone's advice.

He just shouted again: "I confirm! Confirm! Confirm!"

He actually confirmed it!

With a bang, a miniature river instantly appeared above the desk where Mo Yinghuai was.

The long river rolled over, sweeping away Mo Yinghuai at one end, and at the other end, a thunderous splash of water suddenly rose up.

Of course, no matter how deafening the splash is, in fact, due to the small size of the river as a whole, the height of the splash is limited.

At most, it splashed up to the top of the desk shield.

Then, from the splashes of water on top of the desk, a little dragon covered in wounds suddenly flew out!

When Xiaolong rushed out, the expression on his face was still filled with pain, confusion, anger, and shock...all kinds of complex emotions, it is difficult to describe them all.

When Xiaolong bumped his head against the protective cover of the desk, he suddenly cried out, and a beautiful girl's voice rang out: "Where is this? I, I... I'm not dead! No, I'm alive again..."

Yes, the Dragon Girl is alive again.

But Mo Yinghuai is dead!

All the living beings in the audience, whether human or demon, looked at the living dragon girl Ao Yun with complicated eyes.

Even Song Ciwan, who was originally immersed in endless insights, couldn't help but come back to his senses at this moment -

The Dragon Girl is alive!

But Mo Yinghuai died.

Things changed so fast that no one could stop it in time.

Of course, even if someone has time to stop it, or has the ability to stop it, who is in the position to stop it?

After all, all this was Mo Yinghuai's own choice.

No one forced him, even the wooden man on the podium had to confirm his intention again and again before performing the spell.

All the living creatures present were shocked and dazzled. The dragon girl who had been dead for thousands of years could actually be resurrected. Then, what was the limit of the wooden man on the podium...or what was the limit of the Haoxu Fairy Island?
Those present were either immortals or demons, either gods or saints. They were all masters, and all of them were among the gods, immortals, demons and saints.

But at this moment, all the people and monsters just felt that how could they be considered as gods, monsters or saints?
The true path to immortality is on the podium, here with the wooden man!
The wooden man had just done something divine and shocking, but his expression remained as calm and stable as before, except for his wooden eyes, which moved back and forth in their sockets. His expression seemed to have become more human.

Of course, few people notice this.

The gazes of all living beings shifted from the dragon girl Ao Yun to the wooden man on the podium.

The wooden man on the stage said calmly: "Dragon Girl Ao Yun, you were resurrected because of the Tianjiao follower Mo Yinghuai. Now that Mo Yinghuai is dead, you will replace his existence and position and become the follower of Tianjiao Song Zhao. You will enter the executor standby line and wait for Tianjiao Song Zhao to select you."

Everyone understood this sentence, except Ao Yun who had not yet figured out the situation.

Ao Yun's long dragon tail angrily swept over the protective shield around the desk. She said in shock and anger: "Who are you? Where is this? Let me out! I want to fight Xiao Yan to the death!"

The wooden man ignored the angry Ao Yun and continued, "Song Zhao, your follower Mo Yinghuai answered a question correctly. Now we will enter the second round of questions. Please choose a follower as the executor."

Song Ciwan's mood was not as calm as the wooden man's. She suppressed her surging emotions. She felt sorry for Mo Yinghuai, but also felt extremely strange about the wooden man's act of resurrecting the dragon girl from the long river of time and space.

She is even trying to capture this mystery and analyze the secrets behind it.

The wooden man prompted her to choose an executor. This time, she still did not hesitate and blurted out, "I choose Luo San."

Luo San!

This is another name that is unfamiliar to everyone.

Song Ciwan did not choose Yiqing Zhenren in the first round, and he did not choose Yiqing Zhenren in the second round either!