Chapter 284: The Sensibility of the Bard Part I

Ahead, a faint ethereal mist was everywhere, and through this layer of vague mist, a magnificent palace sat and lay down, sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing, ethereal. &Fun&Text&Novel{}. {l} {xs520}. {c} Li Hao continued to walk forward, even as he got closer and closer, the vague palace still kept the same distance from him, and it was impossible to see.

"What's wrong, is it a mirage?" Li Hao was puzzled, first quickened his pace, and then deliberately slowed down, his eyes fixed on the front, and the palace really moved with his footsteps.

"Wait, don't go so fast, although my Xiaoyao Palace is right in front of me, if you don't understand the formation, you will never be able to reach it." If he came back to his senses, he found that Li Hao had already walked forward first, gritted his silver teeth, and quickly caught up with Li Hao, letting him follow him.

Li Hao nodded and obediently followed behind Ruo Piao. She is the disciple of Xiaoyao Palace, if she wants to understand, she is too bad to play, if she breaks in like this, if there is any killing array, it will be too late for her to cry!

He followed behind Ruo Piao, looking at Ruo Piao's curling back, the green silk swayed in the wind, and there was a quiet temperament. In his heart, he thought through his own thoughts, even if there is a killing array, this chick will die first, and then it will be my turn.

If Ruopiao knew what Li Hao was thinking at the moment, he would definitely be so angry that he would throw him directly off Juyun Peak.

"There's no road ahead." After walking for a while, Li Hao suddenly found that the front was blocked by an ancient stone wall that had existed for tens of thousands of years.

The surface of the stone wall is extremely smooth, as if the sculptor carved it out with great effort, every line is superior, the years have carved indelible traces on it, a strong breath of ancient vicissitudes is coming, Li Hao stood in front, as if feeling the passage of time.

He looked at it and suddenly saw a five-character poem engraved in the center of this vicissitudes of stone wall.

Bodhi is a particle, filling up the three clear qi. Dream Dance Hongchen smiled, too happy and free.

The style of the pen is free and easy, heroic and fierce, like a free man with a jar of wine and a sword, carved after drinking. It's just that time has passed too long, and some of the fonts that originally penetrated into the stone wall have been blurred, and only the outline of the glyphs can be vaguely seen.

"This is the ancestor of my Xiaoyao Palace mentioned on this stone wall, if you want to enter my Xiaoyao Palace, you must first solve the riddle of the five-word poem." Ruopiao laughed.

Charades?

I hate these people the most! There is nothing to do with any anagrams, for the admiration of future generations. It's all gates, it's not for people to enter, what kind of mystery is pretended, pretending to be b! Li Hao didn't pout, muttering in his heart.

In Li Hao's heart, as long as it is a door, no matter if you are the gate of hell and the gate of heaven, it will be for people to enter, what are you doing here? It's better to have the door of the public toilet next to my house, where you can enter and exit freely with a key.

"I don't know how to guess crossword puzzles." Li Hao waved his hand, a little impatient.

"You just read the poem once, and then repeat the three words of the last sentence twice." If the drift road.

"Just read it out? It's that simple? Li Hao couldn't believe it, and at the same time felt a little angry. What kind of anagram is this? Let Lao Tzu read words and recite poems, and bully me to be illiterate and illiterate?! Is there anyone who looks down on you so much?

Li Hao was furious and thought sadly. People are cheap, men are even more cheap, a moment ago Li Hao was still distressed that he couldn't guess this anagram, but now that the answer came out, he thought the answer was too simple, which insulted his IQ.

Isn't it just poetry, fools can do it! Li Hao gestured his middle finger at the stone wall and thought indignantly.

"One particle of Bodhi, fill up the three clear qi. Dream Dance Hongchen smiled, too happy ~ happy. After Li Hao finished reading, he looked at Shibi in a daze, and waited for a long time, but Shibi still didn't react at all.

"No response, you're not kidding me, are you?"

Ruopiao shook his head and said, "I didn't lie to you, just chant it, is it the wrong way you chanted poetry?" ”

"Damn, although Lao Tzu is not highly educated, he is not illiterate, and it is impossible to read the wrong words!" Li Hao jumped up, spitting all over the place.

Before Li Hao's debut, no culture has always been a pimple in his heart, and now he has become an alien, but he still hasn't let go of this pimple, and now he is greatly stimulated by Ruopiao's words, and he naturally jumped up excitedly.

"It's not that you're mispronounced, it's that you're reading it emotionlessly." Ruopiao's expression was serious and corrected.

“……”

Oh my God!! What the fuck are these bullshit rules, just open the door to chant poetry, Lao Tzu endured it, and I still think Lao Tzu is ugly, do you want Lao Tzu to add action and emotion, and sing with sound and color?

Li Hao scolded his mother in his heart, and greatly despised this ancestor of the Xiaoyao Palace, what kind of writing and ink are you chasing as a good poor Taoist, trouble!

Speechless, Li Hao's face was as black as black charcoal, and he wanted to open his mouth a few times to be a little emotional, but his heart was blocked, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't read a word.

Oh my God, Lao Tzu regretted it, I knew that there would be such a day, and I would learn to recite poetry from the teacher in elementary school!!

"Uh...... Ruopiao, I'm not ready yet, you can give me a demonstration first. Li Hao was a little helpless and turned to Ruopiao for help.

Ruopiao glanced at Li Hao, flashed a trace of contempt, and walked generously in front of the vicissitudes of life, first bowed, saluted, and then looked pious and serious, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and a soft and undulating voice came out of the cherry mouth.

"One particle of Bodhi, fill up the three clear qi. Dream Dance Hongchen smiled, too happy ~ happy. ”

Li Hao was still annoyed by Ruopiao's disdainful eyes just now, but he was stunned after Ruopiao chanted this poem, compared to what he chanted, Ruopiao was already very good. The voice is full of emotion, and the tone of the poem is ethereal and ethereal, and it is read softly, like a prayer, like a murmur. The situation of the poem in the lower couplet has changed, and the six words "Hongchen Laughing" and "Happy Leisurely" are chanted wildly and uninhibitedly, which is completely different from the murmuring sound of the upper couplet, and there is a big smile to look at Hongchen and look at the glory. The last ending, 'Happy Leisure', has to be chanted twice, the first time is heroic, and the latter time has an aftertaste of taste, and the aftermath is lingering, which makes people think about it.

This chick doesn't talk about cross talk, it's really a big loss in the cross talk world. Li Hao thought to himself.

"It's your turn." After Ruopiao's expression was finished, he immediately lowered his face and said to Li Hao expressionlessly.

This time, Li Hao learned to be obedient, and he was not angry. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes, felt the artistic conception of this poem, imagined that he was a hermit living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and lived a leisurely life with his wife-to-be Gong Yunxi and Anqi, watching the sunrise and sunset every day, watching the tide rise and fall, and the smoke curling in the countryside, and spending the rest of his life indifferently.

The corners of his mouth provoked a smile, and Li Hao opened his mouth and groaned: "One particle of Bodhi, fill up the three clear qi." Dream Dance Hongchen smiled, too happy ~ happy. ”

As soon as the words fell, the vicissitudes of the stone wall really opened, and an ancient road appeared behind the stone wall, and at the end of the ancient road, there were layers of stairs, and there was a pavilion to sit on.