Chapter 608: Two Words of Willingness

Looking at the appearance of the leader of the Haoran Sect, Baiyun Tower couldn't help but understand. It seemed that the leader of the Haoran Sect had the same expectations for the smooth cliff face as he did.

Although all the poems have been researched and researched, the smooth cliff surface remains untouched. This can only indicate one problem, that is, the order of the poems is correct, but there is still a problem with the selection of the poems.

The confused verses that need to be re-deduced are equally complicated and vast. The leader of the Haoran Sect sighed softly and prepared to arrange the re-derivation.

After pondering for a while, Baiyunlou said aloud: "Sect Master, maybe Yunlou knows where the problem lies. If you don't mind, can you let this junior try it out?"

Hearing this, the leader of Haoran Sect's eyes lit up, and he said with a joyful face: "Yunlou, just try, if you need the cooperation of Haoran Sect disciples, just give me orders."

Baiyunlou nodded slightly and did not rush to take action. Instead, he said with a smile: "Actually, this junior only realized the problem after being reminded by his junior sister."

"Our vision is trapped by this small world. If we get rid of our familiar understanding of the human world and re-appreciate these poems, we may be able to discern the difference."

Seeing the expressions of the Haoran Sect members who seemed to have realized something, Baiyunlou turned to Junior Sister Chen and said, "Junior Sister Chen, do you still remember the three poems you developed half a year ago?"

"Senior Brother, are you talking about that song...an old friend's farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the West?" Chen Qingshuang seemed to understand the meaning of Senior Brother Bai's words.

Baiyunlou nodded and replied: "Exactly, in that poem, Yellow Crane Tower and Yangzhou are not owned by the Great Xia Kingdom, and they are even unheard of in this small world..., but they are described in the poem as if they are right in front of you. .”

"Maybe the Yangtze River really has its name, just like the big river in the River Country..." Chen Qingshuang couldn't help but follow what Senior Brother Bai said.

"Whether it is yes or no, you will know once you try it." Baiyunlou nodded and said.

"Elder brother, it's Xiao Jing who's causing trouble." At this time, Nangong Xiao Jing, who had been listening quietly, spoke up.

"It's okay, senior brother, I just realized something." Baiyunlou smiled and waved his hand.

While speaking, Xiao Jing raised his hand to summon a cloud, on which dozens of piles of bamboo slips were held firmly, and the bamboo slips were reassembled under the surprised eyes of the disciples of the Haoran Sect.

Xia Chaoyang was a little confused at first, but when he saw the bamboo slips that Xiao Jing took, he immediately understood. It seemed that both the senior brother and Xiao Jing thought that the poems they had selected were the right ones, and they immediately stepped forward happily to talk to him. Xiao Jing wrote poems together.

I don’t see you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and flows to the sea never to return...

The bright moon rises from Tianshan Mountain,

In the vast sea of ​​clouds, the wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass...

The White Emperor's farewell speech among the colorful clouds, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day...

…

There were only more than thirty poems in total, and it didn't take long to re-splice them, and green light gradually emitted and disappeared into the corresponding cliff.

However, when the last ray of green light disappeared into the cliff, there was still no movement on the smooth cliff face in front of them.

Just when everyone was confused, they heard Baiyunlou reciting calmly: "The sun ends behind the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea..."

It turned out that I had missed this one. This short poem had been researched by Haoran Sect a long time ago, so it was excluded early this time. Chen Qingshuang couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth, glanced at the rather impressive Senior Brother Bai, and raised her hand to beckon. Eight bamboo slips were obtained.

As the blue light penetrated the cliff again, the smooth cliff surface finally started to move, and a series of writings slowly appeared. However, as the writings appeared, the smooth cliff surface immediately began to crack.

Baiyunlou's complexion changed, and he used his thoughts to control more than ten sword lights, and ten sword fields spread out at the same time to protect the cliff and the area of ​​more than ten feet in radius. Yang Shen used all his strength.

Senior Aunt Xia also unfolded the thunder field, covering an area of ​​dozens of feet in radius. Uncle Ziyang also used the magic sword to display the Yin Yang Sword Field.

With the combined efforts of everyone, they finally managed to protect the cliff face.

It's just that the power of the broken rules is too powerful. Baiyun Tower's dozens of heavy sword fields and the fields of two Nascent Soul monks can't stop the cracks on the cliff face, but can only slow down the cracks. many.

Everyone immediately knew that what was revealed on the cliff was something of great importance, and they all focused on looking at the writing that appeared.

"A ray of my remnant soul has survived in this small world for hundreds of years. I have realized the great truth, seen through the void, and want to go to other small worlds to find my roots."

"The original world I will find has no spiritual energy. All the noble and the humble are mortals. Their lifespans are limited to a few hundred years. Although there are many wars, there is an endless stream of heroes and loyal people in troubled times."

"Although there are gaps in the way of heaven in this world, most of the human race live and work in peace and contentment. I hope you will cherish it and protect this peace."

"There is a peerless demon soul in Nanzhou, which is a great calamity for this small world. Surviving it will increase the luck of this world."

"When I say goodbye, I leave behind a legacy of poems and prose. You need to understand them by yourself before they can be recognized by heaven."

"I can't interfere with the matter of demon souls. I hope the poems and essays left in these remnant souls can help."

"The original world of the remaining memories also has the Kunlun Mountains. The name of Mount Tai here is what I ordered. If we see a small world with these two mountains in the future, we may still have a chance to meet each other. Please cherish it."

In just a few words, he not only explained his whereabouts, but also placed his hopes on this small world on earth, and also left an extraordinary legacy.

After these words were manifested, the cracked lines became denser and denser. As the last signature appeared, the entire smooth cliff cracked and shattered in an instant, and the outermost rocks turned into powder and scattered in the wind.

Although it only flashed for a moment, Baiyunlou could still clearly see the vigorous and powerful signature - Wen.

It turns out that senior Wumingzi still has a name, but he just can't leave a mark on this small world.

Just after sealing this word in the depths of the sea of ​​memory, a reaction like a blissful soul appeared in Baiyun Tower's mind, and a spiritual thought penetrated into the cracked cliff in an instant.

In the chaotic space inside the cliff, I encountered a thought without any fluctuations. The thought only had two words, one was "giving up" and the other was "gaining".

With the contact between thoughts, the thoughts in the cliff immediately disappeared. Since then, the aura of Wumingzi in this small world has disappeared, but he has left behind hundreds of poems, which are always shocking the academy and the people. The minds of Haoran Sect disciples.

"Be willing to..." Baiyunlou muttered to himself. These two words were very familiar, but he didn't know why Senior Wen took these two words so seriously and hid them so deeply.

What surprised Baiyunlou the most was that these two words sank into the depths of the sea of ​​​​memory on their own, and then gradually merged into the sea of ​​memory, turning into an invisible and formless energy. Only by concentrating one's concentration can one detect this energy. The existence of the machine is truly mysterious.

There is such an opportunity, although I don’t know what its use is yet...

Suddenly, the Baiyun Tower God sensed that the future events related to him had become complicated and confusing, and the hints of good and bad fortune that he could still sense would gradually disappear.

Not only was Baiyunlou not upset about this vision, but there was also a hint of joy in his heart.