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Chapter 138 Night Guest Poetry

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    Seven-color aura of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple!

    There is no one else here, if there is, then it must be known that the martial arts practice of this masked man has also reached the realm of the high-level heaven.  Not simple, he is actually a master of martial arts.

    With a sound of "huh", the masked man stretched out his arms, his right toe touched the ground, and the whole person rose into the air.  When he was lost in the dust, he quickly rushed to the opposite rock wall.

    With a slight "snap", the outstretched right hand has already grasped the rock wall where the word "Zi" is prominent, shaken his body slightly, and then stabilized.

    While stabilizing the figure, the free left hand is closely coordinated with "hands up and down, left and right", exhausting its abilities and making the most of its space. Wherever it is within its power, it will be strictly checked and meticulous with manual and spiritual consciousness.

    Soon, in just a few breaths, the four directions around the masked person, especially the rock wall where the word "Zi" is prominent, have been completely cleared and found nothing.

    A cold light flashed in the electric eyes, with a look of unwillingness, his hands alternated, using the sunken strokes of the poems on the rock wall as the starting point, climbing like an ape, and being flexible like a monkey.

    In a total of less than a few breaths, it finally came to an end - still not, although I feel ashamed, but after all, I have done my best, and it is useless.

    Wei Wei sighed heartily. She was grasping the hands that were "absorbed" to the rock wall, but suddenly the movement resistance pushed back, and the whole body leaned back in the posture of lying flat, and quickly rolled back.

    Just after crossing the melting pool, he turned down steeply, with a graceful posture, lightly stretched his hands sideways, and gracefully landed on the original footing

    The whole process was calm, elegant and beautiful, quite like a Confucian master.

    "What should I do?" The masked man in black clothes asked himself silently in his heart. He had thought of or implemented various methods in various aspects, but he was at a loss and at a loss.

    Indifference, indifference, no, it should be calm. While the masked man is anxious, he can still restrain his negative emotions. It is impossible. It is impossible for him to come here under great pressure and risk, but empty-handed  Tutan, how to start?

    Based on my heartfelt feeling of years of high attainments in both mind and martial arts, these two lines of verses should be the so-called dark clues to the relics of the previous dynasty, but why can't I see it?  Where is it missing?

    "Heart, poetry, allegory, interpretation" The masked man stood in the same place calmly, motionless, his mind was flickering, screening possible omissions quickly but not nervously

    "Martial arts, tricks, mysteries, secret boxes" While being meticulous in his heart, the masked man is also taking into account the synchronization of martial arts

    Suddenly, the masked man trembled all over, and his eyes, which were originally shining brightly, now turned inwardly and outwardly for no reason, and the light kept flickering!

    Because, he thought of one, and another possibility, that is

    Just thinking about this, he suddenly looked around uncomfortably. Although there was still no one there, he still panicked for no reason, just because of the "truth and truth" that might be about to emerge.

    Spiritual consciousness, at this time, he still released his powerful spiritual consciousness in order to interweave some people who may exist in the dark.

    It's just that, in the wilderness where the night is getting darker, it is expected that no one will appear again.  Of course, individual people with ulterior motives are not ruled out, but the possibility is very slim.

    I have checked the front and left and right sides of the cave, and, in such a huge space, who would believe someone would appear?

    The entrance of the cave in the rear is the possibility that the possibility is extremely small.  Outside the cave, it extends in all directions, going to the sky and entering the earth. As long as you have the ability, you can hide from the sky and cross the sea, and pass through the gods and ghosts.

    It's just that when the masked man in black clothes suddenly burst out a powerful and keen spiritual consciousness behind him, the entrance of the cave behind him was empty, let alone a person.

    Continue to sweep out, outside the cave, the wind is blowing, the grass is low, and the shadows of the trees are whirling. At this time, due to the wind and dark clouds slightly covering the bright moon, the night scene outside the cave is even darker, but the keen consciousness is not afraid of anything.  The external causes of any form are clear and clear at a glance

    Up, down, left, right, and all directions, they looked at everything. They had swept far away, but they still didn¡¯t find any suspicious clues. There should be no one left. The masked man breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped scanning. He retracted.  With divine consciousness, concentrate on the thought problem just now.

    It's justit's just that there are really a few hidden ways that are not easy to be noticed.??Spiritual consciousness, when he just released his powerful spiritual consciousness, he was already quite afraid of those inexplicable spiritual consciousness that swept in from the cave with his keen spiritual consciousness, and he never dared to get too close.  A few feet away behind him, he wandered firmly.

    And the words and deeds of the masked man, as well as the equally powerful divine senses that appeared inexplicably, are naturally even more clear at a glance.

    Although their spiritual senses were in contact, they tried their best to restrain their emotions, and they were cautious and calm. Although they knew how powerful their spiritual senses were, they forbearance so as not to disturb the person in the cave.  A masked man in a black suit.

    This is the most important thing - looking at his demeanor and posture, maybe he can really unlock the secrets of poetry in the cave and become the number one person in the way of mind and martial arts?

    " Poetry, there is another special case, that is" The masked man took a light and deep breath, and when he was about to think about ventriloquist, he was interrupted by a burst of air fluctuations from behind him.  , "Huh? Someone?"

    Looking back for a moment, I saw that the entrance of the cave behind me was empty, no one, really no one, could it be that I was nervous and suspicious?

    With a quick sweep of spiritual consciousness, it was confirmed that no one was really there. It seemed that I was really too sensitive and suspicious. The air fluctuation just now might just be the wind blowing past outside the cave, which caused the chaos inside the cave.  The air fluctuated, and I secretly smiled, and then I no longer took it to heart

    As everyone knows, the masked man squinted his eyes slightly, tilted his head slightly, and took a deep breath just now, so he seemed to be "sure of himself".

    As for the powerful spirits behind him, one of them almost lost his breath, and even trembled slightly, causing weak fluctuations in the air around the spirit, but it was almost noticed by the other party.  .

    Fortunately, the spiritual consciousness retracted in time at the same time, otherwise He breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly stroked his chest to take a selfie, calling it dangerous.

    "There is another kind of poetry," the dusty thoughts in the masked man's vast sea gradually emerged clearly, "Although it is rare in the world, it exists after all, and perhaps it is the key"

    This kind of poem is a poem in harmony.  Both the head and the end together belong to the category of poems together.  That is, a coherent sentence formed by the first or last word of each verse.

    Here the masked man pondered silently, and he was already nervously connecting the two verses on the rock wall one by one (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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