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Chapter 11

"Are you asking Senior Brother He?"

The girl in a white skirt and bun put down her sword and looked sideways at Ning Ning. She looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, but she always had a serious face, showing a maturity and seriousness that was incompatible with her age.

He Zhizhou is a disciple of Yunzhongke Li Wangsheng, and he lives in Danyun Peak with several other direct disciples.

The girl standing in front of Ning Ning is named Qin Shu. Not only did she break through the golden elixir stage at a young age, but according to rumors, this girl spends most of the day practicing hard and is a well-deserved leader among the younger generation.

"He is fighting poetry with people."

The girl's voice was gentle and soft, and when she read it out dryly and in a routine manner, it became a bit indescribably cute: "I can lead you there."

Ning Ning smiled and nodded: "Thank you!"

In summer, Danyun Peak is surrounded by ancient cypresses and bamboo trees, and the vast sea of ​​​​forests converge into a blue sky that covers the traces of the sky.

Passing through the courtyards where the disciples lived, they came to an ancient tree. The lush branches and leaves of the trees block out the sun. Under the tall trunks, there are powerful roots like coiled dragons.

Sitting on the roots were young men in twos and threes, all in white shirts and with their hair tied up, with a vague sword aura lingering around them. They were discussing in full swing, Ning Ning stopped to wait not far away with Qin Shu because it was inconvenient to interrupt.

One of them laughed loudly: "My poem is not bad, right? If no one dares to challenge me, I will win today."

After he finished speaking, there was a lot of chattering on the field. Someone shouted at the top of their lungs: "Why are you so anxious? Zhizhou hasn't answered yet."

Zhizhou.

Ning Ning was attracted by these two words, and her heart skipped a beat. Seeing where the man was looking, he quickly followed his gaze with all his attention.

At the end of the field of vision sat a handsome young man, lazily leaning against the tree trunk. A pair of peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly very comfortably, against the backdrop of the lush forest, like a budding flower.

He looks lazy, with natural smiling lips, and the corners of his mouth are naturally upturned. At this moment, the smile is evoked, making him look more leisurely.

Judging from other people's reactions, this He Zhizhou should be good at writing poems.

"Since the title of today's poem is Dan Yunfeng, I'll make a fool of myself and write a poem."

His starry eyes were shining, and when he spoke, he sat up a little bit more straight, clear and straight like a green bamboo.

Ning Ning had been in the Sword Sect for such a long time and had learned a lot of sword moves. This was the first time she heard someone talk about poetry and poetry, so she became interested and waited patiently for him to speak.

He Zhizhou looked up at the mountains in the distance and shook his head leisurely: "All the birds are flying high--"

Um?

Ning Ning froze for a moment.

This poem is very familiar, it is exactly the first line in Li Bai's "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain".