Li Bai quickly wrote a poem about the dragon.

I am willing to accompany you to serve astronomy,

The eyes are bright and the scriptures are blind.

The title of the electric sweep should be returned,

Shrink and pant in the heel of the fist.

Mourning my father and mother giving birth to me,

It's not a matter of keeping things simple.

The chest is dotted with seven stars,

A line of numbers is as big as a bucket.

Arthur scratched his head and said, "What kind of mess is this?" This hidden head can't read anything. ”

King Lanling narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "If you talk about hiding your head, this sentence doesn't make sense at all. ”

Bodhidharma had already folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, this is a Tibetan poem, and you can connect the last word of each sentence to understand it." ”

Lu Lengniang read: "Illiterate still ...... with me"

Zhen Saiqi finished reading the second half of the sentence: "Play Wendou ......"

Long Zheng had actually seen it a long time ago, but he thought that if he wanted to defeat Li Bai, he couldn't just hide a simple poem with a mystery hidden in his head and tail, so he waved his hand and wrote a Tibetan poem.

The book is broken on the red barbarian compartment,

There is no more etiquette and music.

The article is unsuccessful,

Siyue didn't dare to be harsh.

The ape screamed and was shocked,

There are four brothers and 300 people.

But what is the use of weaving,

The blind know how to go.

Several people gathered around curiously, looked left and right, and saw that this psalm did not hide its head or tail, and they couldn't help but look carefully.

Bodhidharma recited a Buddha horn and said, "Amitabha, the poem of this benefactor, is hidden in the middle. ”

Everyone hurriedly looked at the middle and read: "The barbarians dare to call the humanities blind......"

King Lanling said with a strange face: "To actually call Qinglian Sword Immortal a barbarian, this is really unheard of, unseen." ”

"I can say that I am very bold." Arthur also sighed.

Long Zheng waved his hand and said, "Okay, cultural diss with each other, you can't be angry, you can't do it." ”

Li Bai smiled slightly and said, "Dis? What is that? Don't worry, I still have this amount of belly. ”

He didn't say anything and went on to write a more difficult poem.

The number of ants to the number of micro-nip,

It's hard to give up a cup full of floating ants.

Chu Ke is not tired and hurt this farewell,

Counting the paper can still be Bo white goose.

The cold ape drinks water and shakes the withered vines,

The barren grass is shaking the sky and the earth.

Alone through Huaixi's great achievements,

The treasure of the Jiajin feast.

After reading it, everyone was puzzled, this poem neither hides the head, nor the tail, but also does not hide the middle, where is the subtlety in it?

This time, even Bodhidharma began to ponder carefully, and was impressed by Li Bai's cultural level.

It is really admirable to be able to compose a poem of such difficulty in just a few seconds, and to put hidden sentences deep into it, and such a cultural heritage is really profound.

But after watching it for a long time, these people didn't see the reason.

Even, Lu Lengniang quietly asked the seniors hidden in the ring where the mystery of this poem was hidden.

However, the senior sighed softly and said, "With all due respect, the old man needs time to see it." ”

Of course, this voice can only be heard by Lu Lengniang, but hearing that the seniors who seem to be omnipotent in the ring also said this, Lu Lengniang couldn't help but start to get nervous.

In the end, Long Zheng coughed softly, and said in the state of three hundred levels of comprehension: "This poem adopts an incremental method. You see, this starts from the first word of the first sentence, and the second word of the second sentence, in order, all the way to the last word of the penultimate sentence, and then to the last sentence detours to the penultimate word, and the connection is the hidden mystery of the Qinglian Sword Immortal. ”

At first glance, it was true.

Everyone sighed: "It's not a loss to be a person who is inseparable from the Qinglian Sword Immortal, and it can be seen so easily, I admire it." ”

"But, in this way, you also lose, right?"

"I also think so, if you still hide the sentence in such an incremental way, then, lacking novelty, we will not think that you have won."

"Amitabha, there is a reason for that."

In this poem, the hidden sentence is: How can ants shake the tree?

Long Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Now, it's too early for you to speak. ”

After speaking, he picked up the brush and wrote a poem of the corresponding strategy.

Zhu Qi is half a roll of mountains and rivers,

It is difficult to stretch out the love of ants.

I don't pay back the smoke that flies in Luan,

There is no bamboo to invade.

Thousands of pearls break through the cold jade,

Piercing through the bottom of the river and exiting the south of the Yangtze River.

The river is churning and the gods are smoking,

Although the north land boasts of the forest garden.

"Awesome, this is a sentence conveyed in a decreasing form!"

"This time I have experience, and I can see it."

"Amitabha, it says that the ants can also penetrate the earth. This also includes the determination of this benefactor. Although it can't shake the world now, the ants build nests and can finally eat through the ground, which makes the poor monk feel admired. ”

The eyes of several people looking at Long Zheng changed, even Arthur, who had traveled a long way with Long Zheng.

Li Bai pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "I understand your determination." It makes sense, this secret realm is not dominated by one family, and all kinds of opportunities depend on people. So, I'll help you find an opportunity here. ”

It's finally over!

Not only was Long Zheng surprised, Arthur was pleasantly surprised, Bodhidharma and King Lanling also breathed a long sigh of relief, and the two traversers glanced at each other and saw hope in each other's expressions.

Li Bai waved his hand, the two tables and chairs disappeared together with the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he picked up the wine gourd and took a sip of wine, raised his chin, and said, "Let's go." ”

Long Zheng secretly waved his fist.

With Li Bai's help this time, where can't you break through?

Bodhidharma and King Lanling glanced at each other, and they both saw from each other's eyes that they were deeply jealous of Li Bai.

That Zhen Saiqi and Lu Lengniang felt bad for a while, the person who was able to kill Mu Naozhi with a sword now helped the guy who was suspected of being a traverser, so wouldn't the opportunity or anything fall on that guy's head?

This is a very bad thing!

If one of the traversers is dominant, where is their place in this world?

What's even more helpless is that they can't shuttle at will, if they want to leave this world, they can freely shuttle through the ten thousand worlds, so what realm can they do?!

Anyway, now they're too far away.

The two exchanged a look and understood what they meant by each other.

Stop that guy!

Long Zheng didn't know anything about what these people were thinking, and he was also thinking about how to kill those two traversers with the help of the secret realm or Li Bai's hands.

However, there is no delay now.

You need to move forward right away and start looking for opportunities and inheritance.

In just such a few moments, three more people walked into the door, making the entire secret realm extremely lively.

The three of them, one was a silver-haired young man with a sniper rifle in his hand that did not belong to Long Zheng's cognition, the other was a red-haired demon man with cat ears, holding a chain full of sharp edges, and the other was a tall and burly strong man, extremely strong, with muscles supporting his clothes, and carrying a huge pillar-like weapon on his shoulder.

"Hundred miles of promise, hundred miles of Xuance, Su Lie?"

"The Great Wall trio?"

The moment I saw these three people appear.

Bodhidharma Buddha's heart was unstable, and anger surged.

The king of Lanling was furious, and the murderous aura was like substance.

Li Bai glanced at them lightly, but his hand was on the long sword at his waist.