The avenue is three thousand, competing to burst out, all the words, all with the fate, with the wind, know the know.

This one is a poem of a person's calm state of mind.

If this one is not a poet with a calm state of mind, how can it be ......

But.

Suddenly, there was a kind of blasphemy in my heart, and suddenly, after they communicated.

Speaking of this one, my heart was awe-struck.

At the same time as Wang Chi, he suddenly raised his head and said in unison: "Sword word!" ”

Jiang Duzui and Lao Lin muttered to themselves on the side, "Behind the sword?" ”

……

I'm a poet if.

Zhang Le hurriedly looked at the third sentence in the poem, but after reading the poem for a long time, he couldn't think of this one by one, and said to himself: "I really can't think of this one by one." ”

Every word is like a pearl, and there are 30,000 lives in life.

Jiang Du drunk and said: "Could it be a poem?" The sword behind the door? ”

This one is also a kind of speculation in poetry.

Sword Gate.

A certain sect?

Flat and stable.

It is extremely possible for poetry to have this one, but poetry cannot be discerned, and it is not clear what kind of stakes are in poetry between this one, and it needs to be carefully tasted.

Life is always like poetry.

So the poem they continued to explore.

The wind blows the crotch of the pants, and the blowing passes, and there is time, which is like poetry.

Zhang Le suddenly had an idea and said: "If it is a poem with a door, where is there a door in the mountain?" ”

Three-four, four-five, five-six-seven-eight.

The knife is very popular.

Lao Lin seemed to think of something, so he said: "Maybe this door is not an ordinary door for poetry." ”

Wang Chi said: "What kind of door will that be poetry?" ”

Is it poetry?

I don't know.

Zhang Ledao: "This door may be a very small door for poetry, or a very large door for poetry, or an iron door, a bronze door, a gold door and a silver door for poetry, anyway, it is not an ordinary door for poetry." ”

There are always 3,000 avenues, and each one is a different poem.

This one is a poem with an unbelievably good feeling.

These feelings will definitely make people's hearts peaceful.

Jiang Du drunkenly said: "There is no iron gate and bronze door on this Ziyun Mountain, let alone the golden gate and silver gate." ”

Li Chunmei, who had been standing aside, suddenly said: "Could it be a stone door for poetry?" ”

Stone Gate!

Right.

Suddenly, several of them suddenly ...... Enlightenment, as if I understood something.

It's like poetry.

They were indignant.

The mood is also happy, it must be like poetry, there is nothing wrong.

There must be nothing wrong with poetry.

As soon as these two words came out, many people's hearts shook at the same time, and the faces of the four people felt that they didn't look good at each other, and their faces were poems and poems were surprising.

……

Zhang Le said: "Sister Mei, you are too smart!" ”

Li Chunmei listened to Zhang Le's praise of her.

Li Chunmei is really a shy girl in poetry, and in other words, she is shy to an incomparably high degree, which is simply poetry that makes people feel that there is no way to be conscious.

His face turned red, and he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to make a sound.

What a surprise, what a thrilling heart.

Jiang Dudrunk wrote a few words on a piece of white paper with a pen: The sword is behind the stone.

The sword is behind the stone, and the Baiyun sword is really behind the stone?

Compare and draw.

Three-inch golden lotus.

There are so many poems in Ziyun Mountain, and behind which stone is the sword?

How to find this one, if you want to find it, this one must be a very big project of poetry?

If this is such a huge amount of work, it is really a poem that makes people a little afraid.

I think, this is such a large amount of work, if I have to look for it, it is really impossible to find the poem, Zhang Le himself feels that it is difficult for a man to find it.

It's just that the poem heard Wang Chi asking: "But the poem is the poem, which stone will the sword be behind?" ”

……

Zhang Le said: "That's easy, Jiang Duzui just said that the Baiyun Sword is somewhere in the lake, and this poem hints that since it is said that the poem is behind the stone." ”

Three-inch golden lotus.

Do your best.

"It must be that the poem is behind the rocks next to the lake, but the poem wants us to go to the lake to find all the rocks, and if we examine them carefully, we will definitely find some clues." The inevitable fuse, life is just like this, if it doesn't work three times, then four times.

Must be successful.

However, others, when they get this kind of information, are relatively optimistic.

Jiang Dudrunk clapped his hands and smiled: "Wonderful, without further ado, let's gather our brothers and go to the Ziyun Lake to find it together." ”

Lao Lin said: "I'll go gather the brothers." ”

They were happy.

I was about to go out and gather people, but the poem was a poem when I saw a big man walking in and saying: "The owner of the village, there are four men in front of the village who are visiting, saying that the poem is coming to visit you." ”

Zhang Le and Jiang Dudrunk looked at each other and smiled, and said: "Sure enough, the poem is here, I want to see what skills they have." ”

……

At this time, he said to the big man, "Please come in." He turned around and sat down on the precious wooden chair covered with tiger skins in the center of the hall.

Peaceful.

Not once, just twice.

Many people looked at the door in the hall, but after a while, four men in Tsing Yi slowly walked in, some tall and some short, some thin and some strong.

Avenue three thousand.

It's just that poetry is poetry, and it is the first person to see it.

Lead the way.

He is tall, with a high nose and sunken eyes, holding a long sword in his hand, and a steady appearance.

It is the "senior brother" that Zhang Le saw by the lake, and the other three are the senior brothers who came with him. These four people are disciples of the Xuanjian Sect of Shiqingcheng.

Respawn three times.

It's poems four times, five times, six times, seven times, and each time it's like walking on an ice hole, life is like this, or is it poetry?

This time I came to Ziyun Mountain for the white cloud sword like the poem. Walking into Ziyun Hall, but the poem saw a young girl sitting on the precious wooden chair in the center, all of whom were poems and poems were slightly surprised.

said secretly in his heart: Could it be that this one is the master of Shibaiyun Village? Look at this young I girl except for being good-looking, there is nothing extraordinary, could it be that the master of Baiyun Village has no talent? Thinking of this one, I can't help but laugh in my heart, but my face is silent.

It's just that the poem is the poem saw the senior brother stop in the middle of the hall, holding the sword in both hands, and bowed, and the behavior was very polite and polite, but the poem heard him say it.

"Li Qingyun of the Xuanjian Sect in Xiaqingcheng ordered the master to visit the owner of the village, and brought a small gift to the owner of the village." As he spoke, he reached into his arms.

Take out a thing wrapped in cloth, hold it on the palm of your hand, and lift the cloth away, but the poem sees that the things on the palm are green and transparent, which is a piece of jade pendant like the poem.

"A little courtesy, please smile at the owner of the village." As he spoke, he held his hands and respectfully stepped forward to hand it over.

Jiang Dudrunk secretly glanced at Zhang Le, who was standing beside him, but Zhang Le looked at Li Qingyun with a poetic spirit, and didn't notice her eyes at all.

(End of chapter)