Xiao Yuan looked around, and there was nothing on the top of the fourth mountain except the stone gate.

"I don't know what this fourth mountain is testing. It is said that the first three mountains are literary examinations - mainly depending on the scriptures read. And then there is the test of Wendou - a test of survival skills.

After all, a scholar must master a strong force in order to survive, and no matter how good his knowledge is, it is difficult to go higher in this world after all. ”

Xiao Yuan calmed down. Slow down his breath and walk to the cyan stone slab gate, reaching out to touch the light curtain.

The light curtain immediately spread in all directions like ripples in water, and finally changed from the original stone blue to complete transparency. A square made of dragon tiles and phoenix bricks appeared, and three cyan humanoid sculptures were erected around the square as far as the eye could see. All three were dressed in lifting uniforms. The third person is Chen Zhiming.

"What is this test?" Xiao Yuan was a little surprised, and walked in while thinking.

The first sculpture shattered as Xiao Yuan stepped into the square, and a dark blue figure walked down.

"I've seen Brother Fang. "The greeting was no different from ordinary people.

"Hello this brother, what is the test of this fourth mountain?" Xiao Yuan has seen too many strange things in this book mountain, so he is not surprised. With both hands clenched into fists, he said to the scholar.

I saw that the scholar's eyes stared at the white light, moved his lips, and said, "The three of us first entered the Book Mountain, stopped at this fourth mountain, and changed into light and shadow to integrate into the assessment of this fourth mountain. If you want to pass this fourth mountain, you must defeat the light and shadow that we have turned into, of course, we will not have any weapons used by the body, and the weapons are uniformly distributed by the Book Mountain, in order to avoid the gap between the Holy Dao family and the disciples of the Han Sect. Of course, our strength is only eight or nine tenths of the ontology. It's useless to talk too much! Let's go to war!"

After that, he and the Confucian man took out the ink pen in the book mountain, dipped the ink in the void, and looked at Xiao Yuan with a fighting posture.

"I see, thank you brother for explaining. Do we want to fight?" Xiao Yuan clenched his fists and thanked.

"Yes, you and I are both talented in this secret realm, you only need to talk about the military on paper, as long as you can kill me, you can win a game. Brother Xiao is a talent, and I am a lifter. However, at this time, I have just been admitted to the lifting of people, and I can't write chapters yet, and I can't raise people to fight poetry, so I will only use "Yi Shui Song" to fight with you. You're ready to start, but the second and third won't be so talkative. ”

"Brother Xie. ”

Xiao Yuan looked down and saw that he really had a plate coat on his body, put down the tray, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone automatically appeared on it.

"If you take a pen, it's a declaration of war, so be careful. "That's polite.

"Thank you, brother, for the reminder. What if I haven't memorized the poems of Xiucai and can't talk about them on paper?"

Juren smiled kindly and said, "Then come back when you can." ”

“......”

Xiao Yuan was speechless, it was fortunate that he learned some of the war poems from Wei Jianshu, otherwise, it would be really cool.

Xiao Yuan looked at the surrounding environment, and saw that the square composed of green wood planks was endless, and the appearance of chaos was faintly revealed in a very distant place. And there are only these three statues on the square, and there are no examiners, which is even more humble compared to the literary ratio of the Sifang Continent in reality.

"It seems that this test is very straightforward, and it is not very difficult for rookies or lifters, after all, this person should not be as smart as a real person. However, for a person who has just become a child and does not know how to talk on paper, this can be said to be invincible, but fortunately, I can talk about it on paper. ”

Xiao Yuan thought about the war poems he knew, and the creation of the literary heart in the Wen Palace turned into a white light, blending into Xiao Yuan's hands and ink. Xiao Yuan has this creation of the world, and he is immediately confident.

"Since he has just become a person, there is no need to distance himself at all, just spell the heart! Here, it can be said that the poetry of the world's war is not broken. ”

After Xiao Yuan thought about it, he said, "Brother, you can start." ”

"Good. The person held the brush and stared at Xiao Yuan, the moment Xiao Yuan picked up the brush, he immediately lowered his head to write, but as soon as he mobilized the pen to write, he heard a gust of wind blowing the forest, the bowstring sounded, and the sound of the pen falling thunder.

"The pen falls, there is a sound?" The man raised his head slightly and glanced at Xiao Yuanyun with his spare eyes, even if Fang Yun reached the first realm of calligraphy, he was confident that he would win, but then raised his head suddenly. didn't care about his own war poems, and looked at Fang Yun in a daze.

The pen in Xiao Yuan's hand unexpectedly formed an afterimage, writing at a speed he had never seen before.

"Top-grade Wenxin?"

As soon as this idea came to mind, Xiao Yuan put away his pen, and I don't know when the square had already been flooded by the vast river, the river was red on one side and blue on the other, and the bright red moon hung high and appeared in the air. I saw that in an instant, the red moon turned from surplus to short, and turned into a red sharp arrow flying towards me.

"There is someone outside the sky!" After the man finished speaking, he was hit by a powerful moonlight arrow, and his body suddenly exploded, and finally turned into a piece of flowing water and flew into Xiao Yuan's body.

It turned out that the war poem written by Xiao Yuan was: Wu Jiangyin.

"A remnant sun spreads in the water, and Wujiang is half red.

Pity the three nights of the first month of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. ”

This poem was made by him when he felt that Xiao Yuanshan's sword reigned in the world, cut off the Wu River, and raised the water rainbow, but for some reason the original Baoguang was not formed, and there was no first writing Baoguang.

Feeling the literary talent that was transformed by people, Xiao Yuan felt strange. I thought it was a baptism of light or something, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

Xiao Yuan slowly stepped back to prepare, but suddenly looked at the first statue.

The statue was originally only a pedestal, a cyan slab and a piece of rubble, but now it is gradually reappearing, condensing, and finally transforming into a statue of Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan thought it was a little funny, but soon he understood why this was the case and this possibility.

"This means that as long as I don't pass through the Fifth Hill, then my statue will always be here. The people who came here later were all people who had just been admitted to the lifting of people. If they choose me, they will only be unlucky. ”

Xiao walked thirty feet away and looked at the second statue, which immediately cracked.

The man didn't say a word. Immediately after appearing, he used paper to talk about the army and wrote "Yi Shui Song".

"The wind is sluggish and the water is cold......"

This person also has a lower quality literary heart, and he can write a sentence in one breath.

However, when the first sentence is just finished. He heard the sound of breaking through the air, and immediately looked up, and saw a moonlit arrow coming.

He looked dazed. As if asking where did this arrow fly from, is it cheating?

When the arrow arrives, the person dies.

The second person immediately turned into a stream of water and was absorbed by Fang Yun, allowing Xiao Yuan's talent to recover to nine inches, and at the same time stabilizing Xiao Yuan's talent so that it would no longer vibrate.

Xiao Yuan looked at the statue of Chen Zhiming.

"He is here, which means that he has not been to the Fifth Mountain, and his talent is on par with Ye Zhiyi, and he has been taught by a half-saint, which shows how difficult the Fifth Mountain is. I don't know if I can pass the fifth mountain when I go to the book mountain for the second time. It shouldn't be difficult to kill his mind, after all, he is not a saint in front of the lift, and he will go to the book mountain the next day after the lift, and it should be impossible for him to learn to export the chapter in one day. ”

Xiao Yuan thought in his heart, looking at Chen Zhiming's statue, the statue was shattered.

"The wind is sluggish and the water is cold......"

Chen Zhiming recited Yi Shui Song in chapters, while running quickly, looking at Xiao Yuan vigilantly, and moreover, there were two layers of phantom on his body, which was the protective power of the two "Mountain Fu".

"This ......" Xiao Yuan didn't expect Chen Zhiming to be so genius that he learned to export chapters overnight after the middle move. However, what is going on with the battle poem "Mountain Fu" on his body?

Xiao Yuan immediately guessed that the power of those two "Mountain Fu" was given to Yan Yukong by Shushan extraordinarily, and only by killing him at this time could he be qualified to get a better second Wenxin.

Xiao Yuan quickly picked up the pen, and after a second, "Wu Jiangyin" was extremely experienced, and he immediately rolled on the spot.

But the speed of the moonlight arrow was too fast, and it still hit the phantom formed by Chen Zhiming's "Mountain Fu".

"Boom ......"

Half of the mountain was routed by arrows in the stone, but Chen Zhiming was not injured.

Chen Zhiming's exit Chengzhang was forced to stop, a strange color flashed in his eyes, but without the slightest panic, he re-exited Chengzhang, and rushed towards Xiao Yuan, but the position was very snakeskin. He also has the ability to write hard, but it is only effective for writing war poems, and it does not play any role in exporting chapters, because exporting chapters does not need a pen at all.

Juren's body is far stronger than Xiucai, and he has learned the killing techniques of the army very early.

Xiao Yuan secretly sighed that he was worthy of being a half-saint disciple, and he chose the best tactic at the first time, if he didn't have this creation heart, he would definitely lose.

Xiao Yuan had just finished a battle poem, and his talent was slightly shocked, and now it is easy to fail in writing, so he turned around and ran, and distanced himself from Chen Zhiming.

Chen Zhiming's exit chapter had been completed, and a black mist assassin appeared in front of him. Saw......