Liang Chen's poem was memorized, in the country of his previous life, even if he didn't go to school much, he could more or less pick up two sentences.

Liang Chen didn't know that the author of this poem was Meng Haoran, and he didn't know that the name of this poem was "Spring Dawn", and it was impossible to know what was good about this poem.

But he will back.

That's enough.

Just when Liang Chen used the aura as the ink pen and put the poem into the jade plate, the stone pavilion suddenly burst into golden light, and it seemed to be even grander than when Xiao Cheng broke the game before!

Pingzhong outside the pavilion was stupid in the face of this scene.

He watched in a daze as Liang Chen bathed in that golden light, as if a god descended from heaven.

This...... Is this considered a passing assessment?

Is it that simple?

What were you doing in the hours before you?

Pingzhong reluctantly walked into the pavilion, staring directly at the poems written by Liang Chen in the jade plate, and his first reaction was that this poem was too ordinary!

That's it?

Can you pass the assessment even now?

But when he read it more carefully, he seemed to feel that there was a world in it.

The charm of poetry lies not in the gorgeous rhetoric, nor in the wonderful ideas, but in its charm.

is exactly the song "Spring Dawn" that is placed in front of Pingzhong's eyes.

The style of the whole poem is as easy and natural as the clouds and flowing water of the same country, and there is no trace of artificial carving, but the words are shallow and strong, the scenery is true and affectionate, and the poetry rhyme is mellow.

Although Pingzhong is a cultivator, he is the best at refining weapons, but his attainments in literature and Taoism are also not thin.

He may not be able to write poems like "Spring Dawn" that can be passed down through the ages, but he can at least understand it.

Otherwise, the Tibetan Sword Villa would not have left him here to participate in the assessment.

It is precisely because Pingzhong understood the extraordinaryness of "Spring Dawn" that he was immersed in the world of poetry for a while and couldn't extricate himself.

Until Liang Chen chuckled and pulled him back to reality.

"How's that, that's a good write-up, isn't it?"

Ping Zhong suddenly woke up, and at this time, when he looked at Liang Chen's gaze, there was already a trace of shock.

"I don't know what this junior brother is called?"

"Luming Academy, Liang Chen. ”

Ping Zhong held his hand and saluted Liang Chen solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Liang, who was rude to Senior Brother Sun before, and I hope Senior Brother Liang can understand." ”

Liang Chen glanced at Ping Zhong with some surprise, but he didn't expect this old boy to be quite good.

It seems that he should be impressed by his goddamn talent that has nowhere to put it.

So Liang Chen smiled and waved his hand and said, "This matter is mainly not about your Hidden Sword Villa, it is the group of grandsons of the Qishan Sword Sect who stir up the trouble, and I will naturally clean them up one by one in the future." ”

Hearing this, Ping Zhong was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly, but didn't say anything more.

And Liang Chen didn't stay long, and bowed his hand to Pingzhong: "We are ready to continue climbing, are you with us, or ......?"

Ping Zhong hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head and said: "Although I failed this assessment, I have gained a lot with Senior Brother Liang Zhuyu in front of me, and I plan to enlighten here for three moments before I go forward." ”

Liang Chen pursed his lips, thinking that he just copied a poem casually, and you can realize the Tao with this?

Don't be funny, okay......

Of course, he didn't say what he said in his heart directly, he just bowed slightly to Pingzhong, and then led Sun Congsheng and the others out of the stone pavilion and continued to march up the long bluestone steps.

It was only at this time that Xiao Cheng suddenly spoke: "Something is wrong. ”

Liang Chen nodded silently: "It's really wrong, according to the assessment results of the two of us, if we get the approval of the master of the mountain, then the corresponding stone pavilion will be lit up, and it will not be extinguished with our departure." ”

"But I remember when we came......"

"It's pitch black. ”

Liang Chen squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, looking at the endless mountain top.

After passing the poetry test, he, like Xiao Cheng, obtained the qualification to enter the temple on the top of the mountain.

But that's not the problem.

It's one of the nine assessments on the way to the mountain.

Talismans, elixirs, kendo, supernatural powers, rhythms, chess power, poetry, ink pens, and Gu poison.

Xiao Cheng and Liang Chen passed the tests of chess and poetry respectively.

Now there are seven spots left.

The disciples of the Qishan Sword Sect, even if they can't understand the rest of the Dao, but Liang Chen doesn't believe that they will not even be able to pass the assessment of the Sword Dao.

And the other party was obviously several hours earlier than the time when his people entered the ruins.

It's impossible that you haven't walked to the stone pavilion where you have not yet reached the kendo, right?

So, why didn't Liang Chen and the others even light up a pavilion lantern in the mountains when they first came?

This doesn't make sense.

At first, Liang Chen thought that there seemed to be only one mountain path, but in fact, there might be some kind of spatial formation that secretly separated the mountaineers.

But now it seems that this is clearly not the case.

So what happened to the disciples of the Qishan Sword Sect who went deep into the mountains and forests before?

Liang Chen secretly raised his vigilance, but the footsteps under his feet did not stop.

Almost a quarter of an hour later, several people saw the third stone pavilion.

This time, Liang Chen was still far away, and he had already guessed what the assessment content was this time.

Because there is a one-person high Dan furnace in the pavilion.

But as far as the eye could see, there was not half a figure in sight.

Liang Chen and Xiao Cheng glanced at each other, and both of them understood what each other was thinking, but Xiao Cheng's eyes looked more helpless.

So Liang Chen simply replied: "Okay, okay, I know you can't fight, how many times have you said it, aren't we doing an experiment......"

Sun Congsheng on the side wondered: "What does the experiment mean?"

Liang Chen waved his hand and did not answer, but simply said to him and Zhang Ruochen: "You two just stand here and don't run around, I'll come with you Senior Sister Xiao." ”

After saying that, Liang Chen stepped on the floating steps, and took Xiao Cheng and floated towards the stone pavilion.

However, in an instant, the two of them had already entered the pavilion, but Liang Chen did not mean to rush to alchemy at all, but directly flipped his wrist and projected a flying knife towards the shadow of the corner of the pavilion eaves!

"Bell!"

The crisp sound of gold and stone can be raised.

Lee's flying knife has no missing bullets, but it can be blocked by others.

Even if he had a mental calculation or not, but the other party's cultivation was too much higher than Liang Chen, so his flying knife did not play any substantive role.

Instead, it startled the snake.

No matter how you look at it, this seems like a very stupid move.

The next moment, the grand sword light broke through the darkness under the night and stabbed directly towards Liang Chen!

And Liang Chen stood in place, just like that, like a wooden man, waiting for the opponent's sword blade to come closer.

He clenched the Daybreak Sword in his palm, trying to restrain his instinctive fear of life and death.

He knew he couldn't die.

Even if the experiment fails, isn't there still a Xiao Cheng by his side!

The other party has always said that she is not good at fighting, but after these few contacts, she is at least good at one thing.

That's Guardian!

Liang Chen didn't turn to look at Xiao Cheng, but he knew that she must be completely prepared.

It was at this time that the situation suddenly took a major turn.

Because there was a gust of spring breeze quietly hit, it gently rolled up the sword blade that was close at hand, deflected it by three inches, and then gently brushed it on the chest of the sword bearer, which seemed to be soft and weak, but it was like a thousand hammers, making a muffled sound!

"Boom!"

The figure of the person who came froze for a moment, opened his mouth and spit out a bright red, the aura on his body flashed rapidly, and then fell to the ground miserably, his eyes full of horror.

It was only at this time that Liang Chen breathed a long sigh of relief, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

He shook his head lightly at the man on the ground: "I said that you people from the Qishan Sword Sect are really, you have to pretend to be an assassin even if you are not good at sneak attacks, it's like a joke, can you not be so embarrassed next time, it really shames the six major factions......"