Xiao Ziyu is undoubtedly one with connotation, so he knows better how difficult it is to paint clouds like this.

Thousands of clouds are not repeated and each has ingenuity, the clouds are combined with each other but conjure up many new shapes, obviously just a sea of clouds drawn, and every glance has a sense of surprise when you first see it.

I don't know how much time it will take to exhaust all the combinations, but it doesn't matter, just take it home and enjoy it quietly, just hang it in the cultivation room, and enjoy it after the daily practice, isn't it beautiful!

This newly promoted Xiling Immortal has already decided that no matter what the inscription of this painting is, he must get it, so that the work of opening a sect falls into the hands of this group of straw buns, not only is it a pearl secretly cast, it is simply a humiliation for this grandmaster.

With difficulty looking away from the red clouds, Xiao Ziyu planned to take a look at the name of this scroll, so that the maid of Zhancang could take it down, but this time she raised her eyes, and she couldn't take it away.

If you say that there are three or five people in Xiling who have a better vision than him, but in terms of calligraphy, even Xiao Zheng Mihou is only between him and him, and he also believes that with another twenty years of attainment, his words can also be regarded as masterpieces, although compared to Huang Ting, but can also be called everyone.

But the calligraphy attainments of the painting in front of him are not inferior to Huang Tinghao, and there is a kind of detachment between the brushstrokes.

People are handy in books, and they come in a thousand forms, but they are said to be neutral, fat, and thin. If the book is also, the length of the fit, the balance of light and heavy, the yin and yang are appropriate, the rigidity and softness are mutually beneficial, the so-called fat word must have bones, and the thin word must have meat. Only in this way can people be eye-catching, self-contained, and deserve a unique word, although the calligraphy in front of him is not as thick as Huang Ting, but the noble and delicate air makes people look at it and swing the youthful spirit.

If it is said that the word of Huang Ting is a majestic avenue, this word is like compassion for the sages, but it is peaceful but lonely and high.

"What a good word!" Xiao Ziyu praised in his heart, just with this painting, calligraphy and painting are not empty words, he can't wait to see the poem that is boasted of smelling on the earth and rare in the sky.

At this time, he had completely forgotten what he had just teased about this group of straw buns, even if he would become a brainless fan like them, he did not hesitate to do so, because the picture in front of him deserves this honor, if it is compared with martial arts, this is a secret method of the holy land that has been studied for thousands of years.

Xiao Gongzi's eyes began with a slight frown.

"How is Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu Qingwei is gone. ”

The first sentence alone made him a little disappointed, what mountain is Daizong? Where is Qilu? Why is it unheard of, although he does not dare to say that he is knowledgeable from the past and the present, but he also knows a detailed overview of the famous mountains in the world, since he has not heard of it, most of them are remote and inaccessible places, when he thinks of this, he has some regrets.

How important is a poem, since ancient times, poets have been eager to use two or three words to firmly attract people, so in the world's poems, there are many tigers and snakes, and few chickens and phoenixes.

Starting with an unknown mountain peak, it is better to point directly at Chixia Peak, but it is not as magnificent, not as good as the two sacred mountains in Kunzhou, sighing with a hint of regret, he continued to look.

"Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk. ”

Like a combined attack roar in my mind, it only took ten words to completely erase Xiao Ziyu's low opinion of Daizong Mountain, and in just two sentences, the magical beauty and majestic height of Daizong Mountain were put on the paper, and all things in heaven and earth were written alive with only one bell word, as if complaining that the creation of heaven and earth would be so favoritic, and the magic and beauty would be attributed to Daizong Mountain. And the sentence of yin and yang cutting dusk made Xiao Ziyu wonder if there was really such a peerless sacred mountain in the world that had not been discovered, and was discovered by a wandering poet who wrote these two sentences.

All the mountains of heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, the sun side is "yang", and the back sun side is "yin", also known as the south of the mountain and the north of the water is yang, and the north of the mountain and the south of the water are yin. But what a magnificent mountain it should be, in order to cut the two sides of yin and yang, instead of being obedient to the scorching sun, as if this Daizong Mountain is the only master in the world, but yin and yang, I want you to share, you will share!

The sun, moon and stars, no!

This kind of majestic domineering, Xiao Ziyu has never heard of, never seen, just by virtue of this sentence, this poem can be included in the top, he can't wait to look at the next sentence, because he doesn't know what kind of verse to take after the yin and yang cut the dawn, so as not to weaken the momentum.

"Swing your chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to enter the bird. ”

Like an initiation, like a mouth suddenly opened, Xiao Ziyu suddenly brightened, and suddenly felt that the clouds were cleared and the sun was seen. With such a beautiful scenery at the moment, what are you thinking about!?

Just look, look!

To take in all these picturesque scenery, like a bird throwing into the forest, like a moth to a fire, is to open your eyes open, but also to remember everything in front of you.

What kind of sacred mountain, will make a calligraphy and painting double unique everyone do not hesitate to abandon a pair of eyes to remember everything in front of them, even if it is twilight, tired birds have returned to the mountain, the poet is still looking, obsessed not to leave.

Xiao Ziyu seems to be able to feel the poet spent an unknown amount of time to climb the mountain, but it is almost dusk pain, he just wants to replace him, only three lines of poetry, in his heart set up a sacred mountain, the so-called poetry attainments, he today is really appreciated, and proudly made a vow: "If you travel, you will see Daizong Sacred Mountain!"

He seems to have understood the poet's wish, that is, he will give up his eyes and tell the world the mystery of this sacred mountain!

There is only the last sentence left, and he can't help but feel a little regretful, because after all, the poet still has to go down the mountain, even if it is a divine show, ordinary people will eventually return to life, so only martial arts will last forever!

It's as if a saint preached, Xiao Ziyu's warrior fighting spirit was actually tempered by three poems, and Xu Shenggongzi, who had been bothering him, seemed to be erased alive, and the goal in his eyes was bright and clear again, the king of the world, who can not be defeated. But reaching the top of the mountain, it has never been a smooth road, even if it is twilight to climb to the top of the mountain, even if it may fall into the valley halfway, I have to take a look, the magnificence of the top of the martial arts!

Xiao Ziyu, who was full of fighting spirit, looked at the last sentence:

"It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance!"

Rumble!!

For a long time, Xiao Ziyu didn't come back to his senses, who would have thought that Xiling's No. 1 mortal powerhouse would be shocked by a poem and his mind went blank.

This couplet is truly loud!

After the shock, only one sentence came to his mind.