As for the creator of this poem, he was the legendary man who was known as the Green Lotus Sword Immortal, the Exiled Immortal, and the Immortal Poet. He had handed down countless incomparable poems.
His entire life was related to immortals. If Wang Yi was still on Planet Earth, he would naturally not find this strange.
However, this was the martial arts world where spirit qi had been revived. Furthermore, one could see True Immortal-Realm beings after breaking through the Nine Heavens Imperial Court.
Now that he suddenly saw the ancient poems passed down by this man who had been related to immortals all his life, Wang Yi could not help but think more about it.
However, he could not figure out who left this ancient poem and why it was not titled.
Wang Yi frowned as his thoughts raced. At the same time, his mind was racing. At the same time, he subconsciously muttered, “Ode to Gallantry! Ode to Gallantry! Ode to Gallantry!”
At this moment, there was a sudden change. An invisible pen seemed to appear in the void and began to write ancient words on the Xuan paper.
Ode!
To!
Gallantry!
The moment the last word and the last stroke landed, a door suddenly appeared in the barrier.
The next moment, the wooden door opened slowly without any wind as if welcoming a guest from afar.
Seeing this, Wang Yi had a guess in his heart. Without hesitation, he took a step forward and walked towards the straw hut.
Crack!
As soon as Wang Yi walked into the courtyard, the wooden door closed. Any guests other than Wang Yi were probably not welcomed.
“Please sit down!”
There was no one in the courtyard, but a voice suddenly sounded.
When Wang Yi heard this, he did not probe around. He took a few steps forward and sat cross-legged beside the long table cooperatively.
Buzz!
The void fluctuated slightly, and a flash of light illuminated the entire courtyard. In the blink of an eye, a middle-aged scholar appeared out of thin air at the opposite end of the long table.
He had a handsome face and a faint beard. His long hair was casually tied back with a jade hairpin.
He was dressed in a green Confucian robe with an ancient sword hanging from his waist and a green wine pot in his hand.
Wang Yi’s eyes flashed. Looking at the person in front of him, he was even more certain of his guess.
He was the poet Li Bai!
The middle-aged scholar in front of him satisfied all of Wang Yi’s imagination.
He was cool! Unruly! Confident! Arrogant!
The man stood with his hands behind his back. He neither spoke nor moved an inch.
However, Wang Yi had a premonition that he was the Immortal Poet Li Bai, the Green Lotus Sword Immortal who had been banished from the heavens to live on earth.
Wang Yi could not help but swallow his saliva. He subconsciously wanted to say something to confirm the other party’s identity.
“I’m Li Bai, the Sword Immortal Li Taibai!”
“I transformed into a green lotus and roamed the heavens and the myriad worlds. Finally, I gained enlightenment here and completely stepped into the Land Immortal Realm.”
The Land Immortal Realm!
When Wang Yi heard this, he could no longer remain calm. He immediately asked, “Senior, in what realm can one become a Land Immortal?”
Wang Yi could not be blamed for losing his composure. After all, what he was most anxious about now was to step into the Land Immortal Realm.
Then, through the mark left behind by the Myriad World Seal on Lu Yanyan’s body, he would simply open a passage to Planet Earth to support China, who was bitterly resisting the powerful enemies from two worlds.
However, the Immortal Poet paid no attention to his question and continued. “I don’t know who you are, but since you can mention ‘Ode to Gallantry,’ there are only two possibilities.”
“Perhaps you are the destined child of this world and possess a heaven-defying opportunity.”
“Or perhaps you’re from my hometown, Planet Earth, so it’s normal for you to know this.”
Only then did Wang Yi realize why the other party was ignoring him. It turned out that the Immortal Poet in front of him was not a real person.
To be more specific, this Immortal Poet was nothing more than an image left behind by the previous owner. Or rather, it was just a computer program.
He had no wisdom of his own. He would only faithfully carry out the will left behind by his master.
Since that was the case, Wang Yi naturally did not say anything else and listened to the other party calmly.
The Immortal Poet continued, “Since I’ve entered the Land Immortal Realm in this world, I naturally have to leave some opportunities for this world.”
“This poem is called the ‘Ode to Gallantry’. It contains the cultivation technique ‘Tai Xuan Scripture’.”
“This pot of wine is called the Tai Xuan Jade Liquid. It can help one cultivate the Tai Xuan Scripture.”
“Those who are not pure-minded cannot comprehend this method. This is also your final test.”
“Alright! I’ve left behind an opportunity. This is not my homeland after all. I’ll return on my own. If we’re fated, we’ll meet again in the future.”
The moment the Immortal Poet finished speaking, the void rippled again, but Wang Yi did not notice it at all. Then, the phantom of the Immortal Poet instantly dissipated from the straw hut.
Wang Yi was shocked. This method of disappearing was too strange and unbelievable.
Even if the phantom dissipated into energy, some traces would still be left behind.
If the void and space were torn apart, there would also be residual power.
However, other than fluctuations and ripples in the void, there were no remnants of power or traces of energy dissipating.
Whatever!
Wang Yi could not be bothered to continue dwelling on this question. After all, this Immortal Poet was left behind by a great divine being at the Land Immortal Realm. It was normal for him to have all sorts of unbelievable powers.
Reaching out to pick up the Xuan paper on the long table, Wang Yi could not help but smile. Then, he shook his head gently.
“Pure-minded?”
Although his martial arts aptitude was heaven-defying and his cultivation level was comparable to that of a True Immortal, he also had his own selfish desires. He really could not control such things in his heart.
Most people wouldn’t be able to do that, let alone Wang Yi.
One had to know that in the original novel that contained the poem, many heroes were unable to comprehend the ultimate profound meaning of the Tai Xuan Scripture.
In the end, Shi Potian, who could not read a single word, comprehended the strongest cultivation technique, the Tai Xuan Scripture.
Fortunately, Wang Yi was here. If it were anyone else, unless they had Shi Potian’s fate, they were destined to miss this opportunity.
The smile on Wang Yi’s face did not change. He simply called out to the system in his mind. “I want to use the Directional Sign-In.”
[Ding! Would you like to use a sign-in opportunity to exchange for a Directional Sign-In?]
The system’s mechanical prompt sounded in his mind. Wang Yi confirmed without any hesitation. “Yes!”
[Ding! The exchange was successful. Please specify the item you want to exchange!]
Wang Yi thought for a moment and said again, “I want a method to understand the Tai Xuan Scripture.”
[Ding! The host’s request has been recorded. Signing in…]
[Locked onto the Dao enhancement method “Epiphany.” Based on the level of the Dao enhancement method, the current success rate is 100%!]
[Does the host want to sign in and obtain the Dao enhancement method “Epiphany?”]
There was nothing to hesitate about. Wang Yi confirmed in his mind. “Yes!”
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in. You have obtained the Dao enhancement method “Epiphany!”]
The moment the system notification sounded, Wang Yi felt his will tremble.
[0] a poem by Li Bai
