Chapter 29: Poetry from the Peak

In the early morning, the snow fell silently from the clouds, and rose like catkins by the wind.

To the south of Ziyun stood a very tall snow-capped mountain, Ye Yinan didn't know how tall it was, but it seemed that standing in any corner of the city, to the south, he could see the white shadow that had not entered the clouds.

Walking along the long forest path, the white shadow was getting closer and closer in his sight, Ye Yinan wrapped the velvet robe on his body, and looked at the snow-covered trees on both sides from time to time, his eyebrows stretched.

Ye Qingyan beside her was the same, and she didn't know why she suddenly became interested today and asked him to come to see the snow mountain together.

Ye Yinan hadn't been to the Black Killing Stadium since he defeated Xiao Wu the day before yesterday, and he vaguely felt that his cultivation seemed to have reached a bottleneck, and he couldn't break through even if he kept fighting.

There is still a month to go before that ring competition, even if Situ Shaoyang breaks through the realm and becomes a Yuan Controller, even if he has resources that others can't reach, and he has the Great Desolation Power and the Fierce Tiger Tiangang in his body, what is there to be afraid of!

As far as the eye could see, there was a stone staircase leading to the top of the mountain, covered in snow and shimmering silver in the winter light, and as the two of them climbed the stairs, the sound of stepping on the snow in unison continued to sound in their ears.

While enjoying the snow along the way, Ye Qingyan turned her eyes sideways and suddenly asked, "Are you going to participate in that ring match in the city?"

Faced with this unwarranted question, Ye Yinan was stunned and asked, "How do you know?"

Ye Qingyan retracted her gaze, looked at the seemingly countless stairs ahead, and explained: "After we separated that day, you went to the Library, and now I see that your breath is restrained, presumably because of the improvement in cultivation, and then thinking of the conversation between the two of the Zhuge family, it is not surprising to have this speculation." ”

Ye Yinan reached out and touched her head, and said with a smile: "Your head is really smart, I really want to get the Jingjing Yuan Liquid." ”

Ye Qingyan opened his hand dissatisfied, but after thinking about what he had just said, she looked at him in surprise and asked, "I heard that Situ Shaoyang is very likely to have broken through the realm when he was guarding, are you so confident?"

"Eighty percent. Ye Yinan thought about it seriously, and wanted to say ten percent, but he felt that it was too arrogant, so he temporarily changed his words.

Hearing this, Ye Qingyan glanced at him deeply, I am afraid that there is only one ascetic who dares to speak like this.

During the conversation, there was another sound of stepping on the snow, and the two looked upward, and a figure in a snow robe was walking in the wind and snow.

The man also seemed to sense someone behind him, stopped and turned around, beckoning.

The two of them continued upward, and when they came to the front, the man took off his robe and hat, revealing a Confucian crown, his face was white, his cheeks were thin, and he looked like a weak scholar.

The scholar glanced at the two of them, and was very surprised in his heart, the man in front of him had beautiful eyebrows, and the woman had a stunning appearance, there was such a match made in heaven in the world, he hugged his fists and smiled: "In the medicine, the people of Tianyuan County, fortunately the two." ”

Ye Yinan returned the salute and looked at him, this medicine is an ordinary person, and there is no cultivation on his body, "In the next Ye Yinan, this is the housesister Ye Qingyan, a person from Ziyun City." ”

He felt that he had nothing to say to strangers, so after politely reporting to his home, he continued to go up, not to mention Ye Qingyan.

But Yaojin is a talkative person, this road alone on Yamamoto is boring, this time he saw someone, he was happy in his heart, chased two steps up, and asked with a smile: "Are you going up the mountain to enjoy the snow?"

Ye Yinan saw him chasing after him, thinking that he was attracted by the girl around him and was displeased, but after seeing his clear gaze, he roughly understood what this scholar was thinking, and it turned out that he was thinking too much.

"Brother Yao guessed well, I heard that this Silver Spear Peak is extremely high, so the two of us want to go to the top of the mountain to have a glimpse of the snow scene under the mountain. ”

The further up the mountain, the stronger the wind, the weaker the medicine into the body, shivering by the cold wind and snow, he tightened the collar of the snow robe, "It seems that Brother Ye is the first time to come to this Silver Spear Peak, the rumors are indeed true, this Silver Spear Peak is just like its name, like a silver spear straight to the sky, it can be described as a superb view!"

He paused and praised: "Most of the martial artists I see on weekdays are practicing hard all day long, and they are boring, and it is rare to see someone as elegant as Brother Ye and Miss Ye." ”

Ye Yinan said in his heart that this scholar was quick-witted, and he judged their identity as a warrior from only a little detail, and Qing'er, this girl, didn't wear a thick one when she came to the snow mountain, so she put on a single dress.

Then he smiled and said: "Brother Yao has won the award, my generation of martial artists is only for martial arts, and the Tao pays attention to a clear state of mind, and blindly burying one's head in cultivation is naturally putting the cart before the horse." I don't know what other people think, but I usually practice sometimes and indulge sometimes...... Landscape. ”

"Wonderful, really wonderful!" Yao Jin smiled after hearing this.

Ye Qingyan resisted the urge to dismantle the stage on the side, are you indulging in landscapes? I'm embarrassed to talk about you, but the first half of this paragraph is worth pondering.

In the course of talking, the three of them unknowingly came to the top of the mountain.

It is worthy of the Silver Spear Peak, this mountain top is like a spear head, the stone steps are getting narrower and narrower, from the beginning of the three people walking side by side there is still a lot of space, to now only one person can walk, this may be the road builder deliberately.

The cold wind blew, dispersing the clouds and mist in front of them, and the three of them stood on the edge of the cliff, looking under the cliff through the thin clouds and mist, covered with silver everywhere, and the undulating mountains were like a long dragon carved with white jade, with no end in sight.

Yaojin's literati ink surged into his heart, full of heroism, he couldn't restrain himself, and proposed: "Brother Ye, why don't we each compose a poem, so as to express the unspeakable feelings in our chests, okay?"

Seeing that Ye Yinan simply nodded in response, Ye Qingyan tugged at his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "When will you compose poems?"

Ye Yinan turned his head and saw that she seemed to be a little disbelieving in herself, and said with a smile: "I will have a lot, I will let you have a good life in the future." ”

Ye Qingyan pursed her lips and ignored him, if she hadn't seen him with clear eyes, she would have thought that he was teasing herself.

Yao Jin stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, and asked with a smile: "Brother Ye came first?" He is still extremely confident in his own talent, and the reason why he let Ye Yinan do it first is that he is ready to adjust himself according to his poems, otherwise it will not look good if the two of them are too different.

Ye Yinan overlooked the continuous silver mountain below, and then closed his eyes again, as if he was feeling the cold in the mountains with his heart, about ten breaths later, he read leisurely: "There is no unparalleled mountain in the south of the city, and the first peak in the north of the county." Four o'clock silver wrapped, the eternal dragon from. The stars are turning, and the moon is in the sky. Hanwei is thousands of miles away, and the silver spear is in the sky!"

Ye Qingyan, who was waiting to see what kind of poetry he could make, was a little skeptical, but she was stunned at the moment.

He was also stunned by the medicine Jin, what kind of style is this? Ten breaths into poetry, and it is such a work of heaven and man, he only feels that the ink in his stomach seems to be a little insufficient, if it is really a mountain outside the mountain, there are people outside the people.

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