Li Qinglian!

Seeing the signature of the author of this poem, Tang Can, as a time traveler, immediately understood.

The poet Li Qinglian from the East Continent seems to be the same person as the poet Li Bai in Chinese history.

Or, is it the interweaving of parallel time and space, which makes both worlds have a poet named Li who wrote the same poem?

If Li Bai has it, it is not impossible for Su Shi to be. There are so many great poets in the long river of history. Their works may be like "The Difficult to Walk", and are not overwhelmed by history, but are also hidden in a certain place.

"It seems that we have to use poems on the earth to show off in the future. What if it is exposed and said it is plagiarized? The face of our Huode Star Lord will be completely lost."

As soon as he jumped forward, Tang Can held this poem that was difficult to walk in his hand.

Suddenly...

He felt a huge pressure of thought spread from it.

Yes!

It is the pressure of the power of thought, not the pressure of the power of soul or the power of energy.

This feeling is wonderful. This kind of thinking power will not make your body feel uncomfortable, but it will make you feel a sense of awe of worshipping.

Moreover, this ideological power is still trying to penetrate Tang Can's body.

But when they came into contact with Tang Can's ideological power, they immediately seemed to smell some odor. They were afraid of avoiding it and immediately retreated.

"I'll go! Li Qinglian, what do you mean? I look down on Mr. Can?"

Feeling the dislike of this ideological power towards him, Tang Can whispered in discomfort.

If you don’t want to explore the secrets in this poetry and painting, you can burn it clean with just one mouthful of Samadhi True Fire.

"Can'er! This poem [It's hard to walk] turned out to be written by the poet's immortal Li Qinglian. It is also hidden in the ancestral plaque of our Tang family. Could it be... Our Tang family is the descendant of the poet's immortal, right?"

Tang Xun was also shocked by the scene in front of him, and everything he felt was more real and deeper than Tang Can.

After all, this poem that is difficult to walk is automatically revealed and falls off after being inspired by Tang Xun.

And the thought power just now actually wanted to find Tang Xun's thoughts.

Because this idea only appears if it agrees with Tang Xun, but what you encounter is Tang Can's thought, which will naturally cause repulsion.

Tang Can also figured out the situation clearly, so he handed over the poems and paintings in his hand to Tang Xun and said, "Father! Don't worry about the others. There is a force of thought in these poems and paintings. See if... can you accept its inheritance."

Tang Xun nodded, and as soon as he took it, a dazzling light burst out from the poetry and painting.

Even the elder beside him was so shocked that he knelt down and kowtowed immediately, shouting: "The ancestors appeared! The ancestors appeared!"

Tang Can also took the opportunity to cleverly wrap his spiritual consciousness with a piece of soul power and sneaked into this golden light.

call!

moment……

Tang Can's five senses fell into a illusion.

This is a desolate desert. As soon as Tang Can landed, he felt a suffocating heat.

His father Tang Xun also came, just in an oasis not far away, with water and grass, as well as some cattle and sheep.

"Father!"

Ascended into the air, Tang Can flew over immediately.

Although it was in the illusion, it did not prevent Tang Can from using some Taoist magic.

"Can'er! You're in too? Are we entering the world in the painting?"

Tang Xun was still a little confused.

He has only seen similar situations in some ancient books. There are saints of calligraphy and painting who can integrate a world into their works.

In this painting and calligraphy, you can create your own world. The biggest difference from the storage bag is that the world in painting and calligraphy allows the living beings to survive and grow.

even……

It is rumored that in the wilderness, there was a demon emperor of the demon clan, who had a [Mountain and River Map] in his hand, which could accommodate all living things in the world.

When the demon clan was facing a disaster of extermination, Emperor Wa hid some of the demon clans in the [Mountains and Rivers Map] to avoid the complete destruction of the demon clan.

Tang Xun had not cultivated the truth, and the soul in his body could not escape from his body like Tang Can.

So, when he appeared in this illusion world, he thought his whole body had also come in.

"Dad, don't worry, what we come in is the soul, this is a illusion world, not a real world.

Even if we die here, the soul has been hurt and will not be too involved in the body outside.”

The first time he came in, Tang Can figured out the current situation.

As long as he wants to leave or even thinks, his soul can immediately return to his body with spiritual consciousness.

"It turned out to be an illusion. My father thought he had encountered a treasure like the [Mountains and Rivers and Country Map]."

When Tang Xun heard that it was an illusion, he felt a little disappointed in his heart.

However, at this moment.

In the entire desert, strong winds blew, and the oasis and water sources that could be seen before disappeared in an instant under such a sandstorm.

Tang Can and Tang Xun did not dare to chat anymore, and immediately looked at the herdsmen who were originally grazing.

Most of them were buried in yellow sand, and only some herders who were lucky enough to be buried were reluctantly escaped from the sand.

Among them, a mother struggled to pull out her child from the sand.

Then the mother and son, and the remaining herdsmen, fled to the next oasis after the yellow sand passed.

Then……

The picture changed again and came to a prosperous city.

The smoke and willows paint the bridge, and the traffic is full of traffic.

There are probably millions of people in the entire city, and the streets and alleys are crowded everywhere, shoulder to shoulder.

This is the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and all nations come to worship. Could it be that there are several prosperous times among the many dynasties in the Middle Ages?

Tang Can and Tang Xun had never seen such a large ancient city with so many people, and there were stalls selling various items on the streets.

There are also all kinds of princes and nobles traveling, beautiful and talented men's eyes, and high-profile talks in restaurants and teahouses.

All these things made Tang Can and Tang Xun feel a little yearning.

But just when the two were immersed in the illusion of the Tang Dynasty, a meteor suddenly fell from the sky, the red star of the Star of the Tang Dynasty, triggering a big explosion outside the suburbs of the Tang Dynasty capital.

The people rushed to watch the fun, and there were even poets and lyrics who recited the poems in their mouths, and their talents shone brightly. They flew up in an instant and rushed to the explosion scene as soon as possible.

Tang Can and Tang Xun were stunned when they looked at the sky full of talent.

This has a completely different feeling from the spiritual power of the immortal cultivator.

Talent is refreshing. Whenever a poet casts a spell nearby, the listener will feel an indescribable sense of comfort.

The spiritual energy of the immortal cultivator will give ordinary people a strong sense of oppression, and may even trigger a riot of the qi and blood power in the body, resulting in unstable qi and blood in the body and physical problems.

"Yinghuo Star fell to the ground? It should be the old age of the Tang Dynasty. I don't know if there are any records in those historical books. Father, let's go and see the fun."

As he said that, Tang Can also pulls his father Tang Xun into the air, wanting to see what kind of scene it would be after the Yingmao Star fell to the ground.

However……

When the two of them had just taken off the air and had not seen the explosion scene outside the city.

The entire land of China actually made a buzzing sound and trembling.

Tang Can's eyes striking, and he seemed to hear the roar of a dragon.

I looked down at the capital of the Tang Dynasty under my feet, as if there was a sleeping golden dragon, which was tightly locked by a red chain.

"Yinghuo Locks the Golden Dragon?"

Tang Xun also saw it, his heart was pounding. He never thought that such an ordinary Confucian scholar could see such a shocking scene.

"Yes! Father, it seems that this is the purpose of the Yingmao Star coming to earth, destroying the Feng Shui dragon veins of the Tang Dynasty!"

Gu Feng/span>As soon as Tang Can finished speaking, the picture of the illusion changed again.

This time, the prosperous capital of the Tang Dynasty was no longer prosperous, and there was a scorched earth underneath, with creepy bones everywhere.

I don’t know how many people are displaced, and countless demons appear on the mainland of China, wantonly arresting and eating humans.

"Hell on earth! Can'er, is this the scene after the demise of the Tang Dynasty? In the last years of the dynasty, it was really a country that was not a nation or a nation that was not a nation or a nation!"

Tang Xun, who was deeply influenced by Confucianism's thought of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw these scenes of miserable artifacts on earth.

"The inevitable development of history and the replacement of dynasties have never been bleeding. It's just that the people are innocent, and those in power compete for the royal power of the dragon vein have caused ordinary people to lose their relatives and homes.

It is to bring people to suffer and to destroy people! Father, Li Qinglian's poetry and paintings bring us into this illusion and show us these pictures. I don't know what thoughts I want to express..."

Seeing this, Tang Can is still confused.

Perhaps because he was not the one who Li Qinglian’s thoughts really chose, even if he took the opportunity to see the content of the illusion, he still could not understand the thoughts to be conveyed.
To be continued...