Chapter 606 If There Is Divine Help

With nothing going on, Baiyunlou plans to return to the Bamboo Sea Cave to see the derivation of those poems. Some mysterious poems have only been deduced halfway, and he is quite concerned about it.

Hearing this, the little fat man glanced at Luo Li secretly, then stood up and wanted to follow him into the cave.

Baiyunlou stopped the little fat man and said that there was already an arrangement for deriving poems. There was no need to go in and join in the fun. If he couldn't sleep, it would be better to find a secluded place to discuss with Luo Li.

If you are really interested in the poems and essays in the cave, you can take care of the envoy affairs tomorrow and go into the cave to observe at any time. Maybe you will have a lot of poems written by then.

"Elder brother is still thinking carefully... Xiaoli, how about we discuss it together?" the little fat man said quickly.

Luo Li nodded, got up and left with the little fat man.

Returning to the Bamboo Sea Cave Heaven, Baiyun Tower flashed to the platform at the end of the mountain road. His thoughts swept across the small bamboo tower. The junior sister was already asleep, and the poem "Returning after all the money is gone" was only halfway through.

Baiyunlou was too lazy to worry about it, and had no intention of practicing for the time being, so he simply took out the sacred tree cultivated in the sea of ​​consciousness and looked at it.

This sacred tree contains several mysterious auras, which should be the remaining energy of the big ancient tree. However, the quantity is too small. Otherwise, if it is refined into the sea of ​​consciousness, it may be possible to balance the energy of the five elements in the sea of ​​consciousness.

In a flash of thought, Baiyun Tower summoned a bolt of lightning from the sea of ​​consciousness and struck it down on the sacred tree.

As a result, not only was the sacred tree safe and sound, but the lightning did not seem to dissipate, but was simply absorbed by the sacred tree.

Baiyunlou reached out and grabbed the sacred tree, and with a wave of his hand, the lightning contained in the sacred tree shot out and fell into the bamboo sea below.

With his thoughts, the lightning light returned to the sea of ​​consciousness, and Baiyun Tower couldn't help but look at this piece of sacred tree with admiration.

As expected, it is an existence that is safe and sound under the purple thunder of Sister Xia. Its texture is dense, and when lightly tapped, it makes the sound of gold and iron.

However, she was a good expert in refining weapons. Thinking that Sister Xia had the magical power of thunder, but could not fully display her power with the rather ordinary spiritual weapon, the elementary magic sword, Baiyunlou came up with the idea of ​​refining the spiritual weapon magic sword. .

That Luo Li also didn't have any magic weapons. It seemed that not only Luo Li, but the entire demon cultivator in Qingqiu didn't have a few spiritual weapons or magic weapons.

At most, they can cut off a branch from the sacred tree and use it as a tool, but it seems to be easy to use.

But now that we have this considerable amount of immortal material, it shouldn't be a big problem to refine two magical swords.

Nowadays, there are many high-level treasures contained in the sea of ​​consciousness.

There are also a lot of stocks from the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce. After all, they are all their own treasures and cannot be used casually...

Although this branch has the properties of fairy material, it is still relatively easy for Baiyun Tower to refine it.

With the help of the Pure Yang Jian Gang, which contained the true fire of Samadhi, it didn't take long to refine the two-foot-long sacred tree into two sword embryos.

With the forging of the powerful power of the Yang God, various fairy materials and earthly treasures were forged into the sword embryo, and the halo of the spiritual weapon had already penetrated the body.

On a whim, Baiyunlou engraved the thunder gathering array on the jaw of the sword, and even engraved two divine patterns as the needle eyes of the thunder gathering array.

Although I don’t know if Sister Xia is using it smoothly, at least when the sword was completed, its grade had already broken through to a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Another spiritual weapon, the magic sword, Baiyunlou did not condense any magic circle, and did not even add many other auxiliary materials. In addition to tempering the sword body, it basically preserved the original characteristics of the sacred tree.

Even so, this sword embryo was still refined into a middle-grade spiritual weapon magic sword.

After thinking for a while, Baiyunlou condensed a sword intention and sealed it in this middle-grade spiritual sword. There was no reason. Anyway, after sealing the sword intention, his mind became much clearer.

Putting away the two magic swords, Baiyunlou moved his thoughts towards the small bamboo building with lights on in the distance, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

It seems that when he was concentrating on refining the magic sword, Xiao Chaoyang had already woken up and went downstairs, and seemed quite busy.

"Okay, stop arguing. Second Senior Sister is here. Second Senior Sister, please taste these eight lines of poetry and see which two combinations are most suitable?" This was Xiao Jing's voice.

I mentioned before when we were grouping that each group of eight people would choose at most two combinations for each poem.

As a result, there are many lines in this poem. Not only are they affected by the four confusing lines, but the lines themselves may be reversed. After some discussion, not only two combinations appear.

"Let me choose, can you...? The senior brother is not here either..." The senior brother is not here, and Xia Chaoyang feels a little unsure.

"Why not? I just heard from Green Ant that the song 'Green Ant New Fermented Wine' was spelled out by Second Senior Sister, and it was highly praised by Senior Brother." Nangong Xiaojing sighed.

"Oh, that poem was indeed developed under the guidance of Senior Brother. Senior Brother said that you can find the most suitable poem just by feeling." Xia Chaoyang thought of Senior Brother's words as he spoke. A little more confident.

"Sister, please help me read this poem. Which two combinations are the most suitable?"

"Then let's take a look..." As he spoke, Xia Chaoyang had already begun to take the bamboo slips and play with them.

"Okay!" Without much time, he had already spelled out a poem with eight neat sentences.

Nangong Xiaojing slightly aligned the bamboo slips, but when he saw that there was no reaction, he couldn't help but said, "Second Senior Sister, what about another combination?"

"The other kind? This senior brother didn't say anything, this one is enough..." Xia Chaoyang looked at the poem and read it through. The more he read it, the more he liked it. Isn't this the feeling.

"But...but this bamboo slip didn't respond..." Xiao Jing reminded in a low voice.

Xia Chaoyang fiddled with the bamboo slips and said with a confused look on his face: "It doesn't make sense. This poem is obviously just such a combination, how could it be wrong..."

At this time, Green Ant stepped forward and whispered: "Sister Chaoyang, this poem seems to be reversed..."

"That's it, I'll just say it, haha..." Xia Chaoyang got the advice, suddenly realized, and hurriedly rearranged the bamboo slips from right to left, and finally there was movement.

The eight bamboo slips vibrated together, eventually forming a beam of blue light that penetrated towards the cliff where Baiyun Tower stood.

An ancient poem appeared on the cliff not far from Baiyun Tower. The poem has eight lines, which are catchy to read. Two of them made Baiyun Tower's eyes shine.

There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world.

Another poem that can be passed down through the ages. It is obviously a farewell poem, but it expresses lofty aspirations and an open mind.

It is not difficult to imagine that these two poems will definitely be circulated in Daxia for a long time in the future.

After sighing, Baiyunlou's figure flashed, and under the light of the waning moon, he turned into a rainbow and fell back to the Xiaozhulou.

"Senior brother, junior sister has put together another poem, this time it has eight sentences..." Seeing the figure of senior brother fall, Xia Chaoyang's little face was full of pride.

"Senior brother has seen it. There are close friends in the sea, and we are as close as the world is near. Junior sister's talent in choosing poems is really like a divine help..."