Chapter 820

These ten poems are:

The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky

I'm born to be useful

Laugh up and go out

The avenue is like a blue sky

Cut off the water with a knife

The clouds are green and want rain

The current flew down 3000 feet

look at the bright moon

The ancient moon is not seen today

Will be the best

Bai Zhenzai carefully read the ten poems and confirmed them again and again. Except for the last sentence, the other nine are the poems of Chinese poet Li Taibai.

"I'll go? How can this poet have poems from immortals?"

wait!

Suddenly, Bai miserable reacts that he has seen eight practitioners in the immortal heavenly way before.

In chatting with them, Bai miserable also learned that Li Jianxian of the four generations had another identity. He was Li Bai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. When he was drunk one night and picked up the moon and fell into the lake, his soul crossed the void and came to the world.

The poems of the four dynasties appear here, which shows that this poet is definitely related to the four dynasties.

Moreover, the sword meaning released by the sword stone slab is too similar to the sword meaning of Li Jianxian of the fourth generation. It is like an immortal, wild and uninhibited. It seems that you can see an unparalleled Sword Fairy dancing a sword, and the world is eclipsed by his sword light!

After thinking about it, Bai miserable said to a strong man guarding by the stone slab, "I have made a statement. Please go in and report."

The strong man was expressionless and said directly, "engrave your poem on the sword tablet with your soul. If it can be shown, it means you have answered correctly."

Bai was stunned.

I didn't expect to have this operation. Does this sword tablet contain any great inheritance?

Later, Bai miserable directly manipulated his soul with soul refining and engraved words on the sword tablet. Directly after the last sentence "will be the top of the mountain", he engraved the five words "see the small mountains".

When Bai miserably finished carving, suddenly the sword stele was bright and powerful, and the sword intention swept away. The sword of the whole Phoenix was driven and sounded.

For a moment, all the strong men in Phoenix looked at the poet's sword monument in shock.

Because the meaning of the sword came from the poet!

"Is there anyone who wrote poems on the poet's sword tablet?"

Feng Huatian was shocked.

Then, countless strong men rushed to the poet's residence.

"It's a sword tablet. Someone wrote a poem. The sword tablet was moved. Come on, help me out of the coffin. I'm going to have a look!"

The poet's ancestors who had just stepped into the coffin with one foot directly cried out in tears.

Shichiba and others hurried to the sword monument at the first time.

For many years, the ten poems on the sword tablet have never been right.

This is the only inheritance left by the poem called Qiu, the ancestor of the poet. If the poet is in great difficulty, he can get the inheritance left by the ancestor in the sword tablet and be brilliant again as long as he writes ten poems!

Countless times ago, poets did experience a great difficulty. At that time, only one legitimate young son escaped.

The young son carries a inheritance ring, including a sword tablet and a hundred poems.

But "a hundred poems" was lost by the young son. No one can tell the poems on the natural sword monument from now on.

Generations of poets have devoted themselves to research, but this poem can't be right.

Later, an ancestor of the poet finally decided to release the sword tablet for the world to understand, so that someone could get the "hundred poems" and know the verses!

At the beginning, countless people were deeply interested in understanding, even the boundary guardians were deeply interested.

But as thousands of years passed and there was no clue, no one came to poetry anymore.

The poet put the sword tablet in the gate and set a rule.

As long as someone writes a poem, he can be received by the master of the poet and appreciated by the poet.

Today, for the first time in countless years, someone has successfully aligned poems on the poet's sword monument.

For a time, it caused a sensation to the whole poet.

Soon, countless strong men gathered at the sword monument.

Shichiba looked at the last poem on the eye sword monument: he will be the top of the mountain and see the small mountains.

"Wonderful! Wonderful, that's the Artistic Conception!"

After praise, shichiba said respectfully to the people on the sword monument with great joy, "I'm the master of the next poet, shichiba. Who's the master? Please come out and see me!"

The people who were originally understanding looked at Bai miserable.

Bai miserable had to touch his head. He was a little embarrassed and said, "that's me, master of the poet!"

Others may not be impressed by the dialogue, but shichiba's dialogue is particularly impressed.

Shichiba recognized at a glance that this guy was Gu Shaobai who made a lot of trouble in Phoenix!

"Is that you?"

At this time, the poet's ancestors and other leaders came.

"Who wrote the poem? Let me die in peace."

The poet's grandfather, who was going to bed at the end of his life, said excitedly.

Shichiba was shocked. He hurried to hold Lao Zu and said respectfully, "Lao Zu, why did you come out? Didn't you lie on the coffin?"

"Bastard! Someone wrote a poem on the poet's sword tablet. I have to look at the poem even if I die."

Then the poet's ancestor looked at the last poem on the sword tablet: "will be the top of the mountain and see all the mountains. Wonderful! The ancestor is domineering. It turns out that behind this poem is a list of all the mountains, and only the ancestor has such heroic momentum!"

"Lao Zu, that's the poem from the little brother."

Shichiba pointed to Bai miserable and said.

The master of poetry looked at Bai miserable, took Bai miserable's hands and said excitedly, "son, tell me, how did you write this poem?"

Other poets also looked at Bai miserable curiously and wondered whether Bai miserable had seen "hundreds of poems".

"Old master, just now I looked at the sword monument, as if I saw a figure standing on a high mountain dancing a sword. This poem naturally jumped out of my mind. I tried to be right, but I didn't expect it to be right."

Bai miserable casually found a reason to explain.

“……”

Everyone was stunned. "Is that ok?"

This sword tablet has not been understood by many people, but they can't understand anything at all.

Can this young man naturally feel the sword tablet, so that he can understand poetry from the sword tablet itself?

After thinking about it, regardless of Bai miserable's agreement, the ancestor of the poet directly announced:

"I declare that this young man is my poet's heritage envoy. If you can write all the poems and get the sword monument inheritance, you can share it with the poet!"

"I hope to see the sword monument before I die. I'm happy to die, hahaha..."

After laughing, the poet's ancestor shiha HA could no longer hold on and his life ended.

The poets were stunned.

The original great joy turned into great sorrow in an instant.

For a moment, all the poets knelt down to their angry ancestors and cried and shouted, "Grandpa, let's go!"

Bai miserable was stunned for a while. "I'll go! Do you need it? I'm just a couplet poem. The whole poet's ancestor fell. It's a big joke."

Soon, the body of shihaha, the old ancestor of the poet, was carried down by the strong poet.

The living poet's ancestor invited Bai miserable to the forbidden area for a chat.

Bai miserable had to go with them first. After all, it was related to the four generations of Li Jianxian. Bai miserable also wanted to ask where the poet's sword monument came from?

The strong poets who came one after another, such as Feng Huatian, were dealt with by shichiba.

Of course, shiqianye just told them that someone suddenly realized something from the sword tablet and got the answer to the last poem, but didn't tell them that it was Gu Shaobai.

This group of strong men had to gather at the sword monument, look at the last poem and marvel at the mystery of this poem.

The poem is full of the meaning of the supreme strong, which makes people seem to see a peerless Sword Fairy. One sword per person is enough to make the world bow!