On the second day, Xiaoyao Island had the news that the first disciple, Tianlong Sword Pavilion, had a little junior uncle, just like a hurricane, sweeping the entire cultivation world with an unstoppable momentum.

But all the big forces, whether it is the first- and second-rate sects, the Holy Land, and some coalition forces, have all mentioned and learned about this news.

Getting this news, Mo was not shocked, Xiao Cheng, a little-known third-order junior of Jindan, actually ascended to the sky in such a step and became the first disciple of the Immortal Island, the junior brother of the island master, and the junior uncle of the Heavenly Dragon Sword Pavilion of the Holy Land of Kendo.

It's so unbelievable that it's hard to believe.

But when I thought of the temperament of the island owner, I was relieved, others couldn't do such things, but this island owner could do everything, all according to his mood.

At the beginning, when I learned that Xiao Cheng, a little-known little monk of Jindan, had become the junior uncle of the Heavenly Dragon Sword Pavilion in the blink of an eye, I couldn't help but sigh that this little monk named Xiao Cheng was lucky enough to shock the past and the present, but he didn't care much about Xiao Cheng.

A little monk of the third order of Jindan is just not valued by the upper class at all, but he just attaches importance to this level of identity.

Then I got Xiao Cheng's casual song "Looking Back, Thousands of Miles of Rivers and Mountains Are Light", and then I gradually paid attention to Xiao Cheng.

Whether it's vassalage elegance or really understanding poetry and songs, I can't help but sigh.

Even if he has no attainments in poetry and songs, this poem is easy to understand, and he can't see the deep meaning, but he can feel the majestic atmosphere of this poem, and it is popular, and he can't help but chant it.

There are very high attainments in the poetry of the big people, then you can see the deeper things, it can be said that the words are natural, can not be replaced by a word, the artistic conception is layered on top of each other, like a dream, and the horizontal view is a peak on the side of the ridge.

Not only is the atmosphere majestic and magnificent, but also the artistic conception is far-reaching, and the most commendable thing is the rich and profound meaning......

Luoyang City, on the bank of the Luoshui River, thousands of miles of river smoke, a poetic attic outside the fog.

An elegant old man with a white beard and white hair sat in the attic, and he was none other than Guo Zhengping, a well-known Luoyang poet in the cultivation world.

In front of the poet's desk is a piece of rice paper, which is full of large characters of the flying dragon that has not dried the ink, and on it is written the poem "Looking back at the rivers and mountains for thousands of miles".

Guo Shisheng Gujing Wubo's face showed excitement, stroked his white beard, and said with emotion: "It is really a wonderful poem, the atmosphere is magnificent, and the meaning is profound, just by the name of this poem, it is worthy of a wonderful sentence, and the artistic conception behind it is more appropriate, literally there is no murderous aura, but murderous swallowing mountains and rivers."

The palace master of Taiyi Palace has extremely high attainments in the piano, and the old man is ashamed of himself, but when it comes to poetry, she is not as good as the old man, and there are many inappropriate and unseen places in her analysis of this poem.

For example, the three words of battle are not just the meaning of 'ten thousand mountains and trembling', but actually contain the allusion of Gu Qinghong fighting the world's heroes with a sword.

Such as the word skimming, not only through the "omitted", but also the same as shock, so it is a triple meaning, skimming, omitting, amazing, her amazing even thousands of miles of sky is ignored...... These exaggerated techniques take seconds!

Although there are many good poems in ancient times, there are very few good poems that can really be compared to this one, and the atmosphere is majestic and meaningful.

But this poem does not seem to have come from the hands of a nineteen-year-old young student, who is only nineteen years old, and his experience is simply not enough.

And in the eyes of others, this poem is his envy of Gu Qinghong's free and easy and superb strength, which has a faint sense of admiration.

But in the old man's opinion, the angle of this poem is to overlook the island owner from a high altitude, and the poet's cultivation should be above Gu Qinghong, but he is entangled in mundane things and cannot be free and easy, and he envies the island owner's casual care. ”

The woman in Tsing Yi who was grinding ink next to her was stunned, and asked respectfully, "Does the master suspect that this poem was not written by him, but by someone else?"

Guo Shisheng smiled kindly, shook his head and said: "It's not that I doubt it, it's just a little unbelievable, don't spread the words later, this is just the old man's guess, and I can't do it accurately."

What's more, the Heavenly Dao believes that he did it, then it is what he did, and the Heavenly Dao will not make mistakes! This person is not simple, and there will be a chance for the old man to meet him in the future. ”

The woman in Tsing Yi nodded, she seemed to be a little unwilling, she had done many poems, and she had never been praised by the master like this, at most she praised it.

On the Tianlong Island of the Tianlong Sword Pavilion, the mountain is towering into the clouds, and there are many gorgeous and simple attics built on the top of the mountain, in a courtyard, a man and a woman sit opposite each other, and on the stone table is a chess endgame.

The male cultivator has a calm and vigorous temperament, a handsome and unusually handsome face, looks like he is about thirty years old, has a sharp temperament, and has a lofty instrument, and he knows that he is an extraordinary person by looking at his appearance.

He was wearing a printed white robe, carrying a strange sword weapon around his waist, and a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on his back, looking up to the sky and roaring, it seemed to make a shocking dragon roar, and on his wrist was a pure golden streamer, this person was Li Chengyi, the contemporary pavilion master of the Tianlong Sword Pavilion.

Li Chengyi sat face-to-face is a woman with a very beautiful face, the mountain wind is blowing, her body is light, it seems to be going to ride the wind, and she is very elegant.

The woman stretched out her wrist, took a step of chess, and said lightly: "Senior brother, what should I do if my little aunt got us a little uncle? Are you happy? Anyway, I'm not happy!"

Li Chengyi smiled heartily, shook his head, and said: "Little Senior Aunt can do whatever she likes, who can control her, it doesn't matter if I am happy or not, she is happy!"

The woman shook her head, stretched out her hand to move a chess piece, and said casually: "General, you lost again!"

Li Chengyi didn't seem to understand how he lost, stared at the chessboard and frowned and deduced, and it took a while to understand how he lost, and he couldn't help but be indignant, and waved his hand: "You distracted me, this game doesn't count, let's do it again!"

The woman waved her hand and said coquettishly: "I'm not coming, I'm willing to gamble and lose, I find a different reason every time, how many times have I regretted chess, it's boring!"

The woman said that, floated away, and flew down from the towering peak, her dress fluttering, like a fairy flying in the clouds.

Li Chengyi saw the woman leaving, stunned, bumped into the jade chess in his hand, looked at the chessboard thoughtfully, and immediately showed an indignant smile: "I'm fifty or six this year, but I have a nineteen-year-old uncle, hum, don't let me seize the opportunity!"

......

Xiao Cheng practiced all night, and after lunch, he left the Taiyi Xuan Realm, and the constant influx of wishes was even stronger than last night, and the Guò Receiving Method was transformed into divine consciousness, which made him refreshed, and even his body was a little floating.

Xiao Cheng walked out of the Taiyi Xuanjie Portal, looked back at the gorgeous Xuanjie Portal behind him, and then looked at the vast layer in front of him, and felt a little like a world away.

Walking out of the Xuanyin magic circle that hides the portal of the Xuan Realm, he came to the top of Taibai Mountain.

At this time, the top of the mountain was not as empty as usual, and there were all cultivators in different clothes standing and sitting, and when they saw Xiao Cheng appear, they suddenly came to their senses.

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~RS