There is a fairy tower in Baiyun's place

The eight bamboo slips vibrated together, and finally formed a blue light, sinking into the cliff where Baiyun Tower was standing.

An ancient poem appeared on the cliff not far from Baiyun Tower. There were eight sentences in the poem, which were catchy to read, and two of them made Baiyun Tower's eyes shine.

There is a confidant in the sea, and the world is close to each other.

It is another poem that can be passed down through the ages. It is obviously a farewell poem, but it expresses lofty aspirations and an open-minded mind.

It is not difficult to imagine that the two poems will surely be circulated in the Great Xia for a long time in the future.

After sighing, Baiyunlou's figure flashed, and with the light of the waning moon, it turned into a rainbow and fell back in front of Xiaozhulou.

"Senior Brother, Junior Sister has spelled out another poem, this time it's eight lines..." Xia Zhaoyang's face was full of pride when he saw the figure of Senior Brother falling down.

"Senior brother has seen it, there is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor, and the talent of junior sister's poetry selection is really a godsend..."

Chapter 6 and seven are commonplace

Xia Zhaoyang's confidence was greatly boosted by the senior brother's praise, but he still said modestly: "Senior brother, junior sister is just a random fool, for example, the word 'Sanqin' in this poem, I don't know what it means..."

"It's okay if you don't know, senior brother, I don't know very well either, the feeling, the most important thing is the feeling..." the old god Baiyunlou replied on the ground.

"Yes, it's just a feeling, brothers and sisters, let's continue, if there is anything you are not sure about, please show me to this senior sister..."

Seeing Junior Sister Xia's high spirits, she greeted Baiyunlou and went upstairs to practice.

There is no end to practice, and today I have obtained a lot of mysterious poems, and by the way, I can feel the artistic conception.

Two days passed by in a hurry, whether it was a disciple of the Haoran Sect or a student of the academy, they had gained a lot.

Baiyun Tower had already given Aunt Xia and Luo Li two spiritual weapon swords. Aunt Xia showed her Lightning Sword intent a little, and she couldn't help but be very happy.

With this spiritual weapon magic sword, Aunt Xia felt that the strength of her sword intent had increased by [-]%, and she could use the lightning-gathering circle in the sword to explode at will, which was extremely convenient.

Luo Li also liked the holy wood magic sword that the elder brother gave him very much, so he happily refined it, and used his magical powers to swallow it into his mouth and store it up.

Originally, the sacred tree was very suitable for the Qingqiu Monster Clan's skills. This spirit sword not only retained the function of the sacred tree, but also greatly enhanced the power of the magic power, which was much stronger than using the branches of the sacred tree directly before.

In the past two days, those students who had no cultivation base did not really stay up all night, and when they felt a little sleepy, Xiao Jing took the number plate of the second senior sister and invited them to the bamboo hut to rest, and the scene was much more peaceful.

Junior sister Xia went downstairs to give advice and research when she was interested, and if she felt a little bit stuck, she went upstairs to practice with her senior brother, and her life was very fulfilling.

The group of students downstairs worships the second senior sister more and more. Whenever there is a poem that is not sure, the second senior sister can always arrange the poems and essays smoothly.

It's just that the second senior sister occasionally chooses some verses incorrectly, for example, the line "Xuanhe is far above the white clouds" was wrongly selected as "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds".

Xiao Jing did not change the lines that the Second Senior Sister spelled out, but kept the correct line as an option.

The derivation of the poems gradually came to an end, and almost all the poetry groups deduced the more than [-] poems.

The next step is to summarize the combinations of verses selected by each group, and then make statistics to find out the combination with the most research times for each verse as the final choice.

Night fell again, the sky outside the cave was full of stars, and the inside of the cave was still brightly lit. The elders and disciples were not sleepy at all, waiting for the final results of the poetry research.

After some careful screening, everyone was surprised to find that, unlike the disciples of the Haoran School, most of the poems derived by the disciples of the Academy had only one kind, which seemed to have eliminated nearly [-]% of the differences, and the opinions were very unified. There are mostly two kinds of poems selected by the disciples.

What is even more surprising is that nearly [-]% of the single choices chosen by the academy disciples completely matched the final choice.

As for the remaining thirty or so poems, although there are two choices, one of them is also consistent with the final result.

This result caused the Grand Master of Haoran Sect and all the elders to exclaim in unison. Aunt Xia and the old teacher of poetry and prose both felt that they were honored. They were able to surpass the disciples of Haoran Sect in the promotion and research of poetry and prose. Both of them were very pleasantly surprised.

Only Junior Sister Xia seemed a little dissatisfied, looking at the poems in front of her and muttering.

"Chaoyang, what's the matter?" Baiyunlou asked curiously.

"Oh, these poems always don't feel right..."

After a short pause, Xia Chaoyang continued: "Look, senior brother, for example, this song 'Xuanhe is far above the white clouds, a lonely city of Wanren Mountain...' is very strange, although junior sister knows very little about the topography of the Great Xia Kingdom. Few, but I have been to the source of the Xuanbing River, hundreds of miles are covered with ice and snow, where is there any lonely city..."

"Speaking of isolated cities, Liangzhou City on the edge of the desert sea is quite similar, but Liangzhou City is surrounded by endless sand seas on one side, and the other half is next to a barren beach of more than a hundred miles, and it is hundreds of miles away from the Kunlun Fairy Mountain of Wanren Mountain. far away..."

"Because the scenery described in this poem does not quite match the Great Xia Kingdom, it is very likely that it came from fantasy. Since it is from fantasy, it is better to choose 'Yellow River is far above the white clouds', so that 'Yellow River' corresponds to' "Baiyun", "a piece" corresponds to "Wanren", which is much more fluent..."

"Senior Brother, do you think what Junior Sister said makes sense?" Seeing that Senior Brother was in a daze, Xia Chaoyang asked a little bit.

Baiyun Tower was indeed stunned when he heard it, but the sea of ​​consciousness flickered, and his thoughts began to churn. What Xiao Chaoyang said was indeed reasonable, and Junior Sister Chen also sighed two days ago, saying that these poems seem to come from another small world of human race ...

Yeah, that mysterious nameless..., another little world...

If so, it all makes sense.

One after another, amazingly brilliant poems and essays are churning in the sea of ​​consciousness, and an extremely gorgeous and magnificent small world that has been covered in dust for endless years is gradually unfolding in the mind of Baiyun Tower.

"Senior brother, senior brother?" Seeing that the senior brother was in a daze for a while, Xia Zhaoyang thought that there was something wrong with what he said, so he couldn't help calling out twice.

"Chaoyang, you may have discovered a problem that we have ignored. Maybe what Junior Sister said is the truth..." Bai Yunlou came back to his senses, and said softly to Junior Sister Xia, with endless love in his eyes.

Xia Chaoyang was overjoyed to be affirmed by the senior brother, he didn't care about those poems anymore, hugged the senior brother's arm, his eyes and brows were full of tenderness.

The soft words of the two attracted Chen Qingshuang to turn her head to look, but she couldn't help being a little speechless when she saw the figure of the two of them getting tired of being together. This Senior Brother Bai restrained the disciples under his sect quite sensibly and respectfully. It's more casual.

What is even more speechless is that those group of academy disciples seem to be commonplace, especially the supervisor of Xia Yuan, who is said to be the aunt of Junior Sister Chaoyang, who didn't come forward to control one or two...

While thinking about it, suddenly cheers came from his ears, Chen Qingshuang turned his head to look, and the last line of the poem was also stitched together, revealing a cyan streamer, sinking into the cliff in the distance.

On the cliff in the distance, along the mountain road, full of poems appeared.

When they came to the cliff, most of the disciples were very excited. After all, they had been studying for two or three days in a row. Looking at the simple and simple handwriting on the cliff, they couldn't help but feel excited and excited.

Compared with the excited disciples, Baiyunlou was much calmer. He dragged his junior sister to the cliff at the end of the mountain path. Looking at the smooth cliff face, the words displayed on it remained unchanged, but this also As expected.

The head of Haoran Sect brought Chen Qinghe brothers and sisters to the platform, and couldn't help frowning slightly as he looked at the smooth cliff face.

Chapter 6 and Eight

Looking at the appearance of the patriarch of the Haoran Sect, Baiyun Tower couldn't help but understand. It seemed that the patriarch had the same expectations for the smooth cliff face as he did.

Although all the poems and prose have been researched and researched, the smooth cliff face remains unchanged, which can only explain one problem, that is, the order of these poems and prose is correct, but there are still problems with the choice of verses.

It is also complicated and vast to re-deduce the confusing poems, the patriarch of Haoran Sect sighed lightly, ready to arrange the re-derivation.

After pondering for a while, Baiyunlou said aloud: "Sovereign, maybe Yunlou knows where the problem is. If you don't mind, can you let this junior try a thing or two."

Hearing this, the Grand Master of the Haoran Sect's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile on his face: "You can try it in Yunlou, and if you need the cooperation of the disciples of the Haoran Sect, just order it."

Bai Yunlou nodded slightly, and was not in a hurry to act, but said with a smile: "Actually, this junior was reminded of the problem by his junior sister."

"Our vision is trapped by this small world. If we get rid of the familiar cognition of the human world and taste these poems again, we may be able to discern the difference."

Seeing the expressions of the members of the Haoran Sect who seemed to have realized something, Bai Yunlou turned to Junior Sister Chen and said, "Junior Sister Chen, do you still remember the three poems you developed half a year ago?"

"Brother, are you talking about the song... the old man West Citing Yellow Crane Tower?" Chen Qingshuang seemed to understand the meaning of what Senior Brother Bai said.

Bai Yunlou nodded and replied: "Exactly, in that poem, the Yellow Crane Tower and Yangzhou are not owned by the Great Xia Kingdom, and they are even unheard of in this small world..., but they are depicted in the poem as if they are in front of us." .”

"Maybe the Yangtze River really has its name, just like the great river in the Great River Kingdom..." Chen Qingshuang couldn't help but follow Senior Brother Bai's words.

"Yes or no, you will know once you try it." Bai Yunlou nodded and said.

"Eldest brother, it's Xiaojing who is troublesome." At this time, Nangong Xiaojing who had been listening quietly said aloud.

"It's okay, senior brother, I just realized something." Bai Yunlou smiled and waved his hand.

While speaking, Xiao Jing raised her hand to attract a cloud, on which were firmly supported dozens of piles of bamboo slips, and reassembled the bamboo slips under the amazed eyes of Haoran Sect disciples.

Xia Zhaoyang was a little confused at first, but when he saw the bamboo slips brought by Xiao Jing, he immediately understood. It seems that the senior brother and Xiao Jing both thought that the poems he had chosen were correct, and immediately stepped forward to chat with each other cheerfully. Xiao Jing put together the poems together.

I don’t see you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and it will never return to the sea...

The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, amidst the vast sea of ​​clouds, the wind blows tens of thousands of miles across the Yumen Pass...

Chaoci Baidi among the colorful clouds, thousands of miles of rivers and tombs return in one day...

……

There were only more than thirty poems in total, and it didn't take long for them to be re-spliced, and blue light gradually sank into the corresponding cliff walls.

It's just that when the last ray of blue light sank into the cliff, there was still no movement on the smooth cliff in front of them.

Just when everyone was puzzled, they heard Baiyun Tower recite calmly: "The sun is at the end of the mountain, and the Yellow River flows into the sea..."

It turns out that I missed this short poem. This short poem has long been researched by the Haoran School, so it was excluded early this time. Eight bamboo slips were drawn.

As the blue light sank into the cliff again, there was finally movement on the smooth cliff face, and a row of handwriting slowly appeared, but as the handwriting appeared, the smooth cliff face immediately began to crack.

The complexion of Baiyunlou changed, and more than ten sword lights were sent out at the same time, and more than ten sword fields were deployed at the same time, protecting this cliff and the land with a radius of tens of feet, Yangshen used all his strength.

Aunt Xia also deployed the Thunder Field, covering an area of ​​tens of zhang, and Master Ziyang also used his sword to display the Yin-Yang Sword Field.

With the joint efforts of everyone, they managed to barely protect the cliff face.

It's just that the power of this shattered rule is too strong. The dozens of epee domains in Baiyun Tower and the domains of two Nascent Soul Realm monks can't stop the cracking of the cliff face, they can only slow down the cracking trend. many.

Everyone immediately knew that what appeared on the cliff face was definitely not trivial, and they all focused on the handwriting that appeared.

"My remnant soul has lived in this small world for hundreds of years. I have realized the Dao, seen through the void, and want to go to other small worlds to find my roots."

"The original world that I'm going to find has no spiritual energy, and everyone, high or low, has a life span of only a few hundred. Although there are many wars and chaos, there are endless heroes and loyal people in troubled times."

"Although there is a lack of heaven in this world, most of the human race live and work in peace and contentment. I hope you will cherish and protect this peace."

"There is a peerless demon soul in Nanzhou, which is a catastrophe for this small world. If you cross it, you will increase the luck of this world."

"At the time of parting, leave a legacy of poetry and prose, and you need to understand it yourself before you can be recognized by the Dao of Heaven."

"I can't intervene in the matter of the demon soul, I hope the poems and essays left in these remnant souls can help a little."

"The original world of the remaining memories also has the Kunlun Mountains. The name of Mount Tai here is what I ordered. If I see a small world with these two mountains in the future, there may be a time to meet each other. You should cherish it."

In just a few words, not only did he explain where he was going, but he also placed hope in this small world on earth, and left an extraordinary inheritance.

After these words were manifested, the cracked lines became denser and denser. With the appearance of the last inscription, the entire smooth cliff cracked and shattered in an instant, and the outermost mountain rocks turned into powder and drifted away with the wind.

Although it only flashed for a moment, Baiyunlou could still see the vigorous inscription——Wen.

It turned out that Senior Wumingzi still had a name, but he couldn't leave a mark on this small world.

Just after sealing this word in the depths of the sea of ​​memory, a kind of blissful response appeared in Baiyunlou's mind, and a divine thought penetrated into the cracked cliff in an instant.

In the chaotic space inside the cliff, I came across a thought without any fluctuations. There were only two words in that thought, one was 'giving up' and the other was 'gaining'.

With the touch of thoughts, the thoughts in the cliff immediately disappeared. Since then, Wu Mingzi's aura in this small world has disappeared, but hundreds of poems and essays have been left behind, shaking the academy and the school all the time. The hearts and minds of Haoranzong disciples.

"Being willing..." Baiyunlou muttered to himself, these two words were very familiar, but he didn't know why Senior Wen took these two words so seriously and hid them so deeply.

What surprised Baiyunlou the most was that these two words sank into the depths of the sea of ​​memory by themselves, and then gradually merged into the sea of ​​memory, turning into an invisible aura. The existence of machines is really mysterious.

There is still such an opportunity, although I don't know what use it is...

All of a sudden, Baiyun Tower felt a sense, as if the future related to him became complicated and confusing, and the little sense of bad luck and good fortune that could be sensed before would gradually disappear without a trace.

Not only was Baiyunlou not upset about this vision, but a little bit of joy was revealed in his mind.

Chapter 6 Nine Transformation and Distraction

Although being able to sense bad luck seems to be able to avoid bad luck in advance, it also means that Qi is bound by this way of heaven.

But now, my aura is completely hidden in this world, and I can do everything according to my heart, and I have a kind of great freedom to get rid of the barriers.

Baiyunlou had a little understanding, and he gave such a big gift at the expense of the two-character Fang Luo Consciousness Sea. Although he gave up the ability to perceive blessings and misfortunes, he gained more.

Gathering his thoughts back to his senses, Baiyun Tower sensed that the Qi mechanism of the entire cave began to circle and swim. The original sense of dissociation disappeared without a trace. This bamboo sea cave was completely accepted by the small world of the world.

With the eyes of the sky, the poems and proses on the cliff are all shining with a clear glow. These glows complement each other. When the bamboo sea and cave sky merge into the small world, the glow of these poems and proses gradually merges into it.

Looking at the place where the radiance merged, a thought in Baiyunlou went over by itself.

A sense of joy spread to the divine sense, which is the meaning of joy and anger of the heavenly way, and Baiyun Tower couldn't help but look up at Yunxiao.

I didn't expect that I couldn't see my misfortunes and fortunes, but I felt the joy and anger of that person, which is interesting...

It seems that these poems will help the human race a lot, and they should also make up a lot of deficiencies, which makes them so happy.

Since he was so happy, according to that person's temperament, the fairy air should be indispensable.

After a while, sensing the ethereal aura falling from Yunxiao, Baiyunlou frowned, retracted his thoughts, and said to the disciples who were still in a daze: "There is immortal energy descending, everyone prepare to refine it by yourself."

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples of the academy immediately became lively.

"There is a fairy spirit..."

"What will this be used for refining?"