"Poetry?" Lin Jian was stunned.

Accustomed to fists being the boss, he suddenly turned into such an elegant state, he was actually a little unaccustomed to it.

The same is true for Xu Mumu.

The cultivation realm has always been a master with a hard fist, and the cultivation realm is the standard for measuring identity, and many places even stipulate that only those above the Jindan realm can enter it.

After all, only when you step into this realm can you be regarded as a small achievement.

Xu Mumu said distressedly: "Any poem, can it meet the requirements?"

"Of course not, did you see the thing in the dark ice on the bow of the boat?" The monk stretched out his hand and pointed, and Lin Jian and Xu Mumu immediately looked over.

The bow of the ship was inlaid with a crystal-like object about the size of a man, and if you looked closely, something seemed to be swimming inside.

The monk saw that the two of them looked like dirt buns, and said mysteriously: "Confucianism...... Although the strength does not dare to say that it is top, but the power of cultivation is different, poetry and songs, and even language and writing, are one of their magical powers, similar to the words and methods of Buddhism and Taoism, but to do this, you have to be strong. ”

"What does this have to do with that thing?" Although he has never seen Confucianism, let alone a Confucian master, Lin Jian is also an Internet enthusiast, so he already has a general impression.

"Ordinary people naturally can't do this, and we can't know the difference between high and low poetry and songs, but some masters have studied a lot of strange things, and this Xuan Ice is one of the means, why do you think this Wushuang Pavilion chose to hold a grand event in the lake?"

Xu Mumu said curiously: "Because it's spacious?"

"Wrong, because this Xuan Bing can sense the power of poetry and songs, so as to show its power, similar to the effect of Confucian masters to use their methods, so that it can also judge the level of poetry, so as to decide whether to enter or not, you look at the man......" The monk pointed to a monk in the distance.

The monk looked personable and dressed very chicly, and at this moment the people around him spread out, chanting words in their mouths.

Although there is a distance apart, the abilities of Lin Jian and Xu Mumu can still be sensed.

"The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the crowds are crowded, and the flooding is flooded. ”

The man recited it in his mouth, probably poetry.

It's just that Lin Jian couldn't help but smile, although he didn't have any literary literacy, he was obsessed with traveling through history back then, and he was too familiar with the bridge of poetry and writing.

Those authors often write similar plots, and because they are afraid of plagiarism, each poem is different, thanks to this, although Lin Jian does not dare to say that he is familiar with 300 Tang poems, but he also has some impressions.

At this level, it's really hard to put into words.

After reading the poem, everyone looked at the flower boat and found that the gas in the ice had not changed at all, and the surrounding lake was also very calm.

Cut!

Immediately, some people despised it, this guy looked like a human, and thought that he could come up with any good works, but he couldn't stir up any waves, which was a shame.

The monk also blushed, full of confidence, the work was useless, where did he dare to stay here, so he could only bow his head and leave quickly.

The monk beside Lin Jian explained: "This is a failure, as long as the poem is good, this dragon magic weapon will react, and there are some anomalies on the surrounding lake, this is the condition for entry, it looks simple, but in fact, one or two of a hundred can enter, which is considered good." ”

This method is indeed a little surprising, but considering that the monk's methods are already complicated, and the longevity is super long, after some people step into the realm of the Tribulation, it is difficult for their cultivation to grow, and then study other things, but they have come up with a lot of strange things.

It's just that......

Dragons?

What kind of thing is this, understanding can be understood, it's just that Lin Jian has heard that the world is divided into five forces before, and he has never heard of the dragon clan!

He immediately said curiously: "The rules are probably understood, what does this dragon clan mean? I know that there are five points of power in the world, but I don't seem to have heard of the dragon clan!"

The monk glanced at Lin Jian incredulously and said, "No, I don't know, don't the elders of your family tell you?" The power of the world is five points true, but it is land, and the water is the territory of the dragon clan, even if the overall strength is inferior to our monks, but the people are the kings of the water, not far behind, I heard that there are also demon clans, it is said that they live in overseas immortal mountains or something, but unfortunately I haven't seen it." ”

The monk said a lot of things that Lin Jian didn't know in one breath, and Lin Jian felt that his worldview had expanded again.

There are actually dragons and demons.

I thought there were only monks at this time, but I didn't think it would lead to these things.

Xu Mumu was also very curious.

Although she has a wide range of activities, these things have nothing to do with daily life, and she does not pay attention to them, and the areas she pays attention to do not seem to have these records.

Lin Jian wanted to ask for details, but the monk was also hearsay, and what the elders of the sect said, the specifics were not very clear, probably something happened that made it into the current situation.

Lin Jian thought about it carefully, there was also a turtle beast hidden in the holy weapon of the Xuantian Holy Land, which naturally showed that there might really be a demon beast in this world.

Although Xu Mumu was surprised by this, he didn't know as much as Lin Jian, and he didn't think about it so much, so he naturally didn't take it to heart, but said a little dejectedly: "It turns out that there is still this rule, it seems that there is no chance, senior brother, let's go and see what thousand mountains." ”

"It's all here, wouldn't it be too boring if you don't go up and have a look?" Lin Jian chuckled.

Now that his strength has stepped into the Yuanying Realm, he can be regarded as having the ability to protect himself, plus at a critical moment, he can also reveal his identity as a disciple of Xuantian Holy Land, and by the way, he can pull up the tiger skins of Liu Ruqing and Qin Yan, as long as he does not fall into the demon cave, he is safe.

"But I want to write poetry!" Xu Mumu said in surprise.

Although she has also studied this and read many books, she has never tried it after all, and there are such conditions, so naturally she does not have much confidence.

Lin Jian chuckled and said, "It's just poetry, it's easy to come by." ”

"Senior brother, you can actually write poetry, it's really amazing!" Xu Mumu exclaimed, her eyes almost flashed with little stars, she didn't think about saving face at all, how could my senior brother fight a battle that he was not sure of.

When the monk saw this, he immediately sneered and said with a smile: "Writing poetry is not such a simple thing, little girl, don't be deceived by your senior brother." ”

Lin Jian smiled gently, and didn't care about what the other party said, to get so much news, this person was already enthusiastic, he pulled Xu Mumu, and slowly walked towards the position where the monk was before, and at the same time infused the true yuan, and slowly read it.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming......"