On the second day, Xiaoyao Island had a news that there was a junior uncle in the Tianlong Sword Pavilion, which was like a hurricane, sweeping across the entire world of cultivation with an unstoppable momentum.

All major forces, whether they are first- and second-rate sects, holy places, or some joint forces, have mentioned that they have learned about this news.

I was shocked to get this news. Xiao Cheng, an unknown third-level Jindan junior, actually became the first disciple of the Immortal Island, the junior brother of the island master, and the uncle of the Tianlong Sword Pavilion, the sword sacred land.

This is really incredible and unbelievable.

However, when I think of the island owner's temperament, I feel relieved. Others can't do such things, but this island owner can do everything based on his mood.

At first, when I learned that Xiao Cheng, an unknown little Jindan monk, became the junior uncle of Tianlong Sword Pavilion in a blink of an eye, I couldn't help but sigh that this young monk named Xiao Cheng was lucky, but I didn't care much about Xiao Cheng.

A young monk at the third level of Jindan is simply not valued by the upper class, but only pays attention to this identity.

Then he got the casual song "Looking back, the mountains and mountains are as light as terribly geese", and then he gradually paid attention to Xiao Cheng.

Whether it is art of art or really understanding poetry and verses, I can't help but sigh.

Even though I have no attainment in poetry and verses, this poem is easy to understand and cannot see the profound meaning of it. However, I can feel the grand and magnificent atmosphere of this poem, and it is popular, so I can't help but chant it.

A great man with extremely high attainments in poetry can see something deeper. It can be said that every word is natural and cannot be changed. The artistic conception is layered, like a dream, and it looks like a mountain, and it looks like a mountain, and it looks like a mountain, and it looks like a mountain.

Not only is it grand and magnificent, but it also has a distant artistic conception. What is most commendable is its rich and profound meaning...

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

A elegant old man with white beard and white beard sat in the attic. He was the famous poet Guo Zhengping of Luoyang, a poet who is famous in the world of cultivation.

In front of the saint's desk was a piece of rice paper, covered with the words "A look back at the rivers and mountains, like a light horoscope".

Guo Shisheng Gu Jing Wubo showed an excited look on his face. He stroked his white beard and sighed: "It's really a wonderful poem, grand and magnificent. It's meaningful. Just the name of this poem can be regarded as a wonderful sentence. The artistic conception afterwards is more appropriate. There is no murderous aura in the literal form, but murderous aura swallows mountains and rivers.

The palace master of Taiyi Palace has a very high attainment in piano and I am ashamed of myself, but if we talk about poetry, she is not as good as me. There are still many inappropriate and unseen aspects in her analysis of this poem.

For example, the three words "The Battle Level" do not just mean "The Milk of Ten Thousand Mountains" but actually contains the allusion of Gu Qinghong fighting against the heroes of the world with one sword.

Like a word, it is not only a word that is "slight". It is also shocking, so it means triple, omitted, and amazed. Her stunning is even ignored in the sky... These exaggerated techniques are used in seconds!

Although there are many good poems in ancient times, there are very few good poems that are comparable to this one. They are grand and powerful and meaningful. How could such wonderful poems be made without the beautiful mountains and rivers in my heart?

However, this poem does not seem to be written by a young man of nineteen years old. He is only nineteen years old and has no experience at all.

Moreover, in the eyes of others, this poem is his envy of Gu Qinghong's freedom and freedom and superior strength, and there is a vague sense of admiration.

But in my opinion, the perspective of this poem is to look down at the island owner from a high altitude. The poet's cultivation should be above Gu Qinghong, but he is not free and easy to be involved in ordinary things, and I envy the island owner's casual and carefreeness."

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

Guo Shisheng smiled kindly, stroked his beard and shook his head and said, "It's not that he doubts, it's just a little unbelievable. Don't spread the words later. This is just my guess and cannot be done accurately.

What's more, even the way of heaven is believed to be what he did, so it is what he did, and the way of heaven will not make mistakes! This person is a bit difficult, and I will meet him if I have the chance in the future."

The woman in green nodded, as if she was a little unwilling to accept that she had written many poems and had never received such praise from her master. At most she would like to praise her.

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

The male cultivator has a calm and thick temperament, and is extremely handsome and handsome. He seems to be around thirty years old, with a sharp temperament and a majestic weapon. You can tell that he is an extraordinary person based on his appearance.

He was wearing a printed white robe, with a magical sword weapon on his waist, and a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon embroidered behind him. He roared to the sky, as if he was making a shocking sound of the dragon. On his wrist was a pure gold ribbon. This person was Li Chengyi, the contemporary head of the Tianlong Sword Pavilion.

Li Chengyi sat face to face with a beautiful woman. The mountain wind blew, her body was light, and she seemed to be about to ride the wind, which was extremely elegant.

The woman stretched out her white wrist and took a random move, saying lightly: "Senior brother, what should I do if my uncle has made us a little master? Are you happy? Anyway, I am not happy!"

Li Chengyi smiled cheerfully, shook his head, and said, "Young Master, you can do whatever you like. Who can control her? It doesn't matter whether I am happy or not, as long as she is happy!"

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

Li Chengyi seemed to not understand what was wrong and lost. He stared at the chessboard and frowned and deduced it for a while. After a while, he understood why he lost. He couldn't help but be angry and waved his hand: "You distracted me. This game doesn't count, let's do it again!"

The woman waved her bare hands and said coquettishly: "I won't come anymore, I'm willing to accept the loss of gambling. I always find different reasons. I regretted how many times I have been, it's boring!"

After saying that, the woman floated away and flew down the peak that towered into the clouds. Her dress was floating, like a flying fairy in the clouds.

When Li Chengyi saw the woman leaving, he felt lost and hit the jade chess in his hand. Looking at the chessboard, he immediately smiled indignantly: "I am fifty-six years old this year, but I have a nineteen-year-old uncle. Humph, don't let me catch the opportunity!"

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Xiao Cheng practiced all night, and after lunch, he left Taiyi Xuan Realm. The constant power of wishes that kept coming were stronger than last night. Through the method of attracting the guidance, he was refreshed and even had a little body 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 of mist in front of him, and felt a little like a different world.

Walking out of the Xuanyin magic circle that hides the gateway of Xuan Realm, you will come to the top of Taibai Mountain.

At this time, the top of the mountain was not as empty as usual. Standing and sitting were full of cultivators with different clothes. When they saw Xiao Cheng appear, they suddenly became energetic.

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Chapter completed!