"What?!," exclaimed the two of them, their eyes widening. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They didn't expect that even poetry could contain Taoism, which sounded a bit unbelievable.

"Hmph, you are really lonely, the way of poetry is one of the ways of heaven, there were ancient poetry sages, casually chanting a poem, you can embody its artistic conception in the real world, it is extremely powerful!" Xia Kurong said.

"Old Ancestor, this sounds a little similar to the immortal mountain in Tianlai Garden that we heard at the sect conference today, and that immortal mountain was also formed because of an immortal song!" Deng Qian suddenly realized.

"Makes sense!" Yang agreed.

Xia Kurong was stunned, suddenly reacted, and said hurriedly: "It's not good! Could it be that someone with poetry and Taoism has entered my Xiayang Gate?!"

"It's... Ancestor, I just came back from an inspection, and everything in the sect is very normal... Could it be that there are disciples in my sect who have outstanding achievements in poetry?" Yang said.

"Oh, then you quickly find those disciples in the door who have a genius for poetry!"

"Yes!"

Yang Wenqing took out a few talismans, depicted them, and stimulated them.

There are many monks in Xiayangmen, among which there are many poetry geniuses, but they are distributed among the peaks.

They didn't expect that in the middle of the night, they would be ordered by the sect to mobilize all the peaks from all the mountains into a desert.

Looking at the hundreds of people pressed by the black, some didn't seem to have woken up yet, some were not dressed properly, and some looked panicked... Yang Wenqing frowned slightly, fixed a thin silk in the air, and asked, "Who among you wrote the above poem?"

As soon as everyone saw this poem, they were immediately attracted, and many people shook their heads and chanted, saying "good poem, good poem..."

For a long time, no one came forward to admit it.

Yang Wenqing sighed in his heart, he didn't expect that after a busy night, the sky was about to turn white, and it was in vain.

Xia Kurong, who was hidden in the shadows, had a blue face, and there was a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

Because, if this poem is not written by a disciple of Xia Yangmen, then it must be an outsider, this person can actually break through the sixth-level spirit array, and he is still in the mood to chant poetry here, it is simply a leisurely walk in this big array, no matter what, it must be a big hidden danger!

"Ancestor... This poem... It was made by a disciple!"

A young disciple suddenly came out of the crowd, knelt on the ground with a "plop", and said loudly.

"Oh, are you?" Yang asked, and his heart was happy.

"Old Ancestor, the disciple is 'Piao and Peak' Pu Wen!" the young disciple said.

"Park Wen... Well, when did you write this poem?"

"The disciple walked by here during the day, and suddenly poetry gushed out, so he wrote this poem!"

"I wonder if you saw anything unusual when you recited this poem?"

"This... The disciple didn't see any vision, and after creating the chanting, the disciple returned to the peak!"

"I see! From now on, you are the elite disciple of my Xia Yang Sect, enter the inner courtyard, and the sect will carefully cultivate you!" Yang Wenqing announced loudly.

"Thank you Ancestor!" Pu Wen exclaimed in surprise and bowed down again and again.

When the other poetry geniuses saw this scene, they were all stunned!

They didn't expect that as long as they admitted that this poem was written by themselves, they could get a precious opportunity to become an elite disciple, like this opportunity, many people have to go through rounds of fighting from the outer courtyard to enter the top ten before they can enter the inner courtyard, and then, they have to fight in the inner courtyard round by round, and then enter the top ten before they can become elite disciples!

It's a difficult and dangerous process. Many people put all their efforts into it, but it is still out of reach.

And this Pu Wen only said a few words, and in an instant, he became an elite disciple of the sect, and from then on he could enjoy the highest treatment of the sect's cultivation, which can be said to be a step to the sky!

Many disciples who were much better at poetry than Pu Wen felt like they were dripping blood in their hearts, because they were sure that with Pu Wen's poetic talent, it would be impossible for them to write this poem.

If this was the result, they would be more qualified than Park Wen to admit it.

It's a pity that the wood is already in the boat...

Pu Wen's eyes flashed slightly, and his heart was beating wildly, it seems that this time he really made the right bet!

On the road to cultivation, there are not many good opportunities, and they are fleeting, and many people are not ready, and often let it slide over their fingertips, leaving the cup in vain.

As soon as he came to this desert, he had noticed the vision in the desert, and when he thought of the poetry in this poem, he had some guesses in his heart, and saw that it was the head of the family who personally handled the matter, so he decided to gamble.

If he succeeds, he may be able to get great benefits, of course, if he fails, he may be punished, but he still has the opportunity to quibble, because no one present knows the origin of this poem, and he can talk nonsense in the sky.

It's just that the result was still much beyond his expectations, and he didn't expect to become an elite disciple in one fell swoop, which made him can't believe that happiness really came too suddenly!

"Pu Wen, in the future, I will work poetry and become a genius in the poetry world of my Xiayangmen!" Yang asked.

"Yes! I must live up to the love of my ancestors and do my best in poetry..."

"Okay!

Yang interrogation dismissed all these poetic geniuses, and turned their hearts into clouds, because after finding the poet and discovering a future poet leader of the sect, and eliminating a doubt in his heart, it seems that the vision that appeared in this desert tonight was not an invasion by a foreign enemy.

Just as he was about to say goodbye to Xia Kurong, he suddenly saw a letter flying in, his face was slightly stunned, and he hurriedly picked up the sense, and his face changed instantly!

"Oh no!

"Huh?" Xia Kurong replied, revealing himself from his hidden place.

"The system... There's something wrong with the system!" Yang Wenqing was so shocked that he couldn't speak clearly.

Xia Kurong snatched the letter talisman and sensed it, his face suddenly turned extremely blue and gloomy like water.

The figure flashed and flew towards the main hall of the sect's point exchange, and Yang Wenqing and Deng Qian hurriedly followed.

......

This desert fell silent all of a sudden, and suddenly, a figure slowly appeared, it was Li Yun.

In the past half of the night, he and Xiaoxing had completed the invasion of the Xiayangmen points exchange system and the exchange of exercises, and all the exercises of Xiayangmen were in their pockets.

He plundered a batch of cultivation items in his hall and returned here.

Of course, there was a purpose for coming back, because, through the exercises he had just obtained, Li Yun understood that it turned out that this desert and forest were caused by Xia Kurong's cultivation of "Kurong Gong", so Xia Kurong's cave must be near here.

The treasure in the cave of a young monk is probably unimaginable.

As soon as I arrived here, I saw Pu Wen, a disciple of Xiayangmen's "Floating and Peak" just now, pretending to admit that he had written poetry, and he couldn't help crying and laughing.

Unexpectedly, plagiarism can be found everywhere, and it is really impossible to prevent it.

However, the courage of Pu Wen, a disciple of Piao and Feng, is really not bad, and he can actually make such an amazing move in front of the head ancestor, based on this alone, whether this poem was written by him or not, it is also worth it for Xia Yangmen to give him the status of an elite disciple.

Li Yun's figure loomed, flashing here quickly and searching.

Soon, he discovered the clues, because, in one part of the forest, there were obvious signs of the spiritual power of the formation, this array had reached the sixth level of the spirit array, and near the formation, there were several fierce spirit beasts guarding.

Immediately into the heavenly rhyme, "whoosh", rushed into the formation, sure enough, soon saw a cave, there are two huge trees at the door, one of them is dry and knotted, the other is luxuriant, vibrant, the hole mouth is written "dry Rong Cave" three words, it is also strong and powerful, like the roots of the tree in shape.

"Kurong Cave... I'm coming!"

Li Yun controlled Tianyun and rushed forward.

I saw that the cave was quite large, and the wood aura was extremely rich and incomparable, and it was full of mist, which made people feel vigorous when they heard it.

"Strange... Even if there is a forest above, its area is not large, and it is impossible to have such a strong wood aura..."

Li Yun's mind turned darkly, and at a glance, he saw a person lying on a jade bed in the distance, it was Sui Huan, still unconscious.

After a little investigation, the divine sense found that his body had recovered well, and his broken leg had regrown, and it seemed that in this Kurong Cave, there was such a strong wood aura, which was of great help to him.

It's just that its brain domain seems to be chaotic and extremely violent, if it has its own Requiem Pill, or if it has a golden silk soul liquid, it can naturally recover quickly.

"Master, it seems that they don't have a requiem pill or a golden silk soul liquid. Xiaoxing judged.

"Not bad, otherwise it would have been fully recovered a long time ago..."

Li Yun didn't want to be a good person, not to mention that Sui Huan's purpose was to assassinate him, so he could ignore him.

He searched the cave as fast as he could, his expression getting more and more excited.

"Baby... Baby... It's really too much!"

I only saw the best magic weapons, spiritual weapons, spiritual pills, spiritual grasses, ores... There are also classics, notes... It's all there.

Although these treasures are protected by some small protective formations, and the level is quite high, in Tianyun's eyes, they are all decorations, and as soon as the divine sense is rolled, these treasures fly in as if they have wings.

"Huh, magic weapon?!"

Li Yun looked at the side of the cave, there were three glazed platforms here, each with a treasure inside, which was a gourd, a wooden rattan and a wooden sword, all of which were shining and eye-catching.

"Yimu Zunhu, Blood Devouring Vine, Peach Wood Sword?" Li Yun's eyes lit up.

Wow!

Real babes!

According to the introduction of the treasure placed in the glazed platform, the Yimu Zun gourd is taken from a high cliff 100,000 miles east of Xiayangmen, called "gourd cliff", this cliff is unfathomable, there is no grass in the surrounding tens of thousands of miles, all the vitality is absorbed by this gourd, and it has become a natural magic weapon.

This magic weapon originally had a chance to become a psychic magic weapon, however, under the conditions of this realm, the chance was extremely small, and Xia Kurong was also worried that there would be an accident, so he took it into his pocket.

The naturally grown magic weapon is more natural, more powerful, and higher level than the ordinary refining magic weapon, and it is the favorite thing of the monk.

"No wonder... The wood aura in the Kurong Cave is so rich and full of vitality, it turns out that there is such a precious gourd..."Li Yun felt the breath of the Yimu Zun gourd, and muttered in his mouth.

...... (To be continued.) )