Xia Zhaoyang's confidence was greatly boosted by the senior brother's praise, but he still said modestly: "Senior brother, my junior sister is just a fool. For example, the word 'Sanqin' in this poem, I don't know what it means..."

"It's okay if you don't know, brother, I don't know very well either, the feeling, the most important thing is the feeling..." the old **** of Baiyunlou replied on the ground.

"Yes, it's just a feeling, brothers and sisters, go ahead, let me see if there is anything you are not sure about..."

Seeing Junior Sister Xia's high spirits, she greeted Baiyunlou and went upstairs to practice.

There is no end to practice, and today I have obtained a lot of mysterious poems, and by the way, I can feel the artistic conception.

Two days passed by in a hurry, whether it was a disciple of the Haoran Sect or a student of the academy, they had gained a lot.

Baiyun Tower had already given Aunt Xia and Luo Li two spiritual weapon swords. Aunt Xia showed her Lightning Sword intent a little, and she couldn't help but be very happy.

With this spiritual weapon magic sword, Aunt Xia felt that the strength of her sword intent had increased by 30%, and she could use the lightning-gathering circle in the sword to explode at will, which was extremely convenient.

Luo Li also liked the holy wood magic sword that the elder brother gave him very much, so he happily refined it, and used his magical powers to swallow it into his mouth and store it up.

Originally, the sacred tree was very suitable for the Qingqiu Monster Clan's skills. This spirit sword not only retained the function of the sacred tree, but also greatly enhanced the power of the magic power, which was much stronger than using the branches of the sacred tree directly before.

In the past two days, those students who had no cultivation base did not really stay up all night, and when they felt a little sleepy, Xiao Jing took the number plate of the second senior sister and invited them to the bamboo hut to rest, and the scene was much more peaceful.

Junior sister Xia went downstairs to give advice and research when she was interested, and if she felt a little bit stuck, she went upstairs to practice with her senior brother, and her life was very fulfilling.

The group of students downstairs worships the second senior sister more and more. Whenever there is a poem that is not sure, the second senior sister can always arrange the poems and essays smoothly.

It's just that the second senior sister occasionally chooses some verses incorrectly, for example, the line "Xuanhe is far above the white clouds" was wrongly selected as "Yellow River is far above the white clouds".

Xiao Jing did not change the lines that the Second Senior Sister spelled out, but kept the correct line as an option.

The derivation of the poems gradually came to an end, and almost all the poetry groups deduced the more than 300 poems.

The next step is to summarize the combinations of verses selected by each group, and then make statistics to find out the combination with the most research times for each verse as the final choice.

Night fell again, the sky outside the cave was full of stars, and the inside of the cave was still brightly lit. All the elders and disciples were not sleepy at all, waiting for the final results of the poetry research.

After some careful screening, everyone was surprised to find that, unlike the disciples of the Haoran School, most of the poems derived by the disciples of the Academy had only one kind, which seemed to have eliminated nearly 90% of the differences, and the opinions were very unified. There are mostly two kinds of poems selected by the disciples.

What is even more surprising is that nearly 90% of the single choices chosen by the academy disciples completely matched the final choice.

As for the remaining thirty or so poems, although there are two choices, one of them is also consistent with the final result.

This result caused the Grand Master of Haoran Sect and all the elders to exclaim in unison. Aunt Xia and the old teacher of poetry and prose both felt that they were honored. They were able to surpass the disciples of Haoran Sect in the promotion and research of poetry and prose. Both of them were very pleasantly surprised.

Only Junior Sister Xia seemed a little dissatisfied, looking at the poems in front of her and muttering.

"Chaoyang, what's the matter?" Baiyunlou asked curiously.

"Oh, these poems always don't feel right..."

After a short pause, Xia Zhaoyang continued: "Look, senior brother, for example, this song 'Xuanhe is far above the white clouds, a lonely city of Wanren Mountain...' is very strange, although junior sister knows very little about the topography of the Great Xia Kingdom. , but I have been to the source of the Xuanbing River, hundreds of miles are covered with ice and snow, where is there any lonely city..."

"Speaking of an isolated city, the Liangzhou city on the edge of the desert sea is quite similar, but on one side of Liangzhou city is an endless sand sea, and the other half is next to a barren beach of more than a hundred miles, and it is hundreds of miles away from the Kunlun fairy mountain of Wanren mountain. far away..."

"Because the scenery described in this poem does not quite match the Great Xia Kingdom, it is very likely that it came from fantasy. Since it is from fantasy, it is better to choose 'Yellow River is far above the white clouds', so that 'Yellow River' corresponds to' "Baiyun", "a piece" corresponds to "Wanren", which is much smoother..."

"Senior Brother, do you think what Junior Sister said makes sense?" Seeing that Senior Brother was in a daze, Xia Chaoyang asked a little bit.

Baiyun Tower was indeed stunned when he heard it, but the sea of ​​consciousness flickered, and his thoughts began to churn. What Xiao Chaoyang said was indeed reasonable, and Chen Shimei also sighed two days ago, saying that these poems seemed to come from another small world of human race …

Yeah, that mysterious nameless..., another little world...

If so, it all makes sense.

One after another amazingly brilliant poems are churning in the sea of ​​consciousness, and an extremely gorgeous and magnificent small world that has been covered in dust for endless years is gradually unfolding in the mind of Baiyun Tower.

"Senior brother, senior brother?" Seeing that the senior brother was in a daze for a while, Xia Zhaoyang thought that there was something wrong with what he said, so he couldn't help calling out twice.

"Chaoyang, you may have discovered a problem that we have all ignored. Maybe what Junior Sister said is the truth..." Bai Yunlou came back to his senses, and said softly to Junior Sister Xia, with endless love in his eyes.

Xia Chaoyang was overjoyed to be affirmed by the senior brother, he didn't care about those poems anymore, hugged the senior brother's arm, his eyes and brows were full of tenderness.

The soft words of the two caused Chen Qingshuang to turn her head to look~lightnovelpub.net~ But when she saw the figure of the two of them together, she couldn't help but feel a little speechless, this Senior Brother Bai restrained his disciples very politely , when it comes to yourself, you will be more casual.

What is even more speechless is that those group of academy disciples seem to be commonplace, especially the supervisor of Xia Yuan, who is said to be the aunt of Junior Sister Chaoyang, did not come forward to control one or two...

While thinking about it, suddenly cheers came from his ears, Chen Qingshuang turned his head to look, and the last line of the poem was also stitched together, revealing a cyan streamer, sinking into the cliff in the distance.

On the cliff in the distance, along the mountain road, full of poems appeared.

When they came to the cliff, most of the disciples were very excited. After all, they had been studying for two or three days in a row. Looking at the simple and simple handwriting on the cliff, they couldn't help but feel excited and excited.

Compared with the excited disciples, Baiyunlou was much calmer. He dragged his junior sister to the cliff at the end of the mountain path. Looking at the smooth cliff face, the words displayed on it remained unchanged. As expected.

The head of Haoran Sect brought Chen Qinghe brothers and sisters to the platform, looking at the smooth cliff face, he couldn't help frowning slightly.