Douluo Continent: Unrivaled Ninh Vinh Vinh

I saw that the willow crescent moon above the 100-meter altitude fell down quickly, and in Ningxiatian, not far away, I saw the willow crescent moon that was rapidly falling downward.

Hurriedly dodged a few times, with the help of some trees and rocks on the cliffs on the mountain, he flew directly up to a height of thirty or forty meters, and directly hugged Liu Xinyue.

Then a dodge came to the ground, and Ning Xia Tian also checked the injuries on Liu Xinyue's body.

and turned on her martial soul to treat Liu Xinyue, and at this time, Ning Rongrong also came to Ning Ningtian's side.

Summons one of her strange fires: the Flame of the Living.

And made a cut from his right hand, and dripped a drop of blood fused with meteor tears into Liu Xinyue's mouth.

And Yang Zixin and Ning Qian, who were 100 meters in the air, were fighting with the Dark Demon God Tiger with all their might.

Yang Zixin condensed the soul power in her hand, and a golden bright holy dragon stood out above her right hand.

opened his bloody mouth and tore directly at the Dark Demon God Tiger.

The Dark Demon God Tiger jumped directly into the air, jumped above the Bright Holy Dragon's body, and then condensed a large amount of cold ice power on the claws of the Dark Demon God Tiger.

The terrifying power of ice followed the claws of the Dark Demon God Tiger directly into the body of the Bright Holy Dragon, gradually condensing.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Bright Holy Dragon was frozen into ice by the power of ice.

The Dark Demon God Tiger kicked his feet fiercely, and the huge ice dragon began to shatter continuously above a hundred meters in the air.

Ning Qian controlled the soul power in his body, and countless wide earth rock pillars appeared beside him.

Countless pillars of rock fell down the sky, directly attacking the Dark Demon God Tiger below.

The Dark Demon God Tiger ran quickly, dodging one giant pillar of rock after another falling from the sky.

The Dark Demon God Tiger ran upwards along the thick rock pillars.

When he was less than ten meters away from Ning Qian above, he directly attacked Ning Qian above.

The Dark Demon God Tiger opened his claws in front of him, and the sharp claws came out of his palms, and then swept directly towards Ning Qian in front of him.

Ning Qian hurriedly summoned countless rocks beside him, blocking the attack brought by the Dark Demon God Tiger's sharp steel claws.

Ning Qian smashed all the rocks in front of him to the Dark Demon God Tiger in front of him.

The Dark Demon God Tiger was also a little overwhelmed by this sudden blow, and flew directly upside down along these cracked rock fragments.

But soon, the Dark Demon God Tiger relied on the spatial power that he was proud of, and instantly came to Ning Qian's back.

Ning Qian hurriedly condensed a large amount of soul power under his feet, forming countless rocks under his feet, and then Ning Qian jumped in the air and flew directly to the higher sky.

The numerous rocks under his feet also surged upward, directly beating the Dark Demon God Tiger unguarded.

At this time, the Dark Demon God Tiger was also very confused, what he never expected was that it could be used to attack the opponent in such a way.

It really opened his eyes again.

After the Dark Demon God Tiger flew into the air, he hurriedly swung out several very powerful light blades with his sharp steel claws, instantly shattering the many rocks below.

Countless shattered rocks tumbled and fell from a height of hundreds of meters, and rolled down towards everyone on the ground.

Ning Yuan, who was next to Ning Rongrong, saw a large amount of rubble rolling down from the sky.

Decidenatively condensed the soul power in his hands, and a long stick appeared on top of his hands.

Ning Yuan waved the stick in his hand to mobilize the air around him, and a huge air vortex continued to be under Ning Yuan's long stick.

It began to spin rapidly, engulfing the surrounding rocks, foliage, and some broken trees.

In the end, Ning Yuan shot this huge air vortex directly in the direction of the sky, dozens of meters high.

This huge air vortex knocked all the rocks that had tumbled down from a hundred meters into the air dozens of meters away.

There are even some rocks that are directly driven out hundreds of meters away.

Yang Zixin, who was above the sky, condensed the power of light in his hand and summoned a long sword that was glowing with golden light.

The fight with the two Dark Demon God Tiger clones above was very anxious.

Ning Xiong condensed the power of the earth elemental earth in his hand, and a huge rock iron fist blasted directly towards a dark demon god tiger clone.

In an instant, the clone flew dozens of meters away, and smashed heavily on the mountainside in the middle of the valley.

The huge rock fist also slammed into it directly after it.

directly slammed the doppelganger into the mountainside, more than ten meters deep.

Before Ning Xiong could let his guard down in any way, he could rest for a while.

A ray of light suddenly came out of the hole in the top of the mountainside, and the clone turned directly into a ray of golden light and re-entered the air.

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At this time, Ning Rongrong and Ning Xia Tian treated the injuries suffered by Liu Xinyue and Ning Tian.

Then they all saw some strange things, these clones created by the Dark Demon God Tiger could use all kinds of elemental powers like the main body.

But as long as the ontology is imprisoned or isolated by some factor restrictions, then these doppelgangers will also be subject to the same restrictions, and so on.

This also illustrates a problem, as long as they defeat the Dark Demon God Tiger's body, his avatars will be self-defeating.

[Or create a separate space, and introduce those clones into a space that is isolated from the outside world.]

By weakening the strength of these clones, let their strength be weakened in all directions, and then rely on the advantages of the powerful space realm of everyone.

Fighting more and less will soon be able to wipe out those clones in the space we have created.

A soul master who can possess the power of space, Ning Rongrong is the only one among them who can do it.

Neither Ning Rongrong's third martial soul nor Ning Rongrong's 100,000-year-old soul protector bone could do this. Ning

Rongrong and Ning Xia Tian both saw this clue, so the two of them glanced at each other, and they both understood what the other party wanted to say.

So Ning Rongrong decisively said to Ning Yuan beside him, "Brother Ning Yuan, you are responsible for defeating the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger in the front.

Summer and I will assist you, and I'll let the others hold up all the doppelgangers he has incarnated.

With your strong cultivation strength, it is only a matter of time before you want to defeat the Dark Demon God Tiger.

After Ning Yuan heard what Ning Rongrong said to him, he nodded decisively.

Flew directly into the sky, aiming at the Dark Demon God Tiger body above the sky, and launched a rapid advance.

Ning Rongrong also used his spiritual power to transmit the sound to all the people at this time, and Arthur Daji was responsible for taking care of the injured Liu Xinyue, Ning Tian, and Ning Ape.

The rest of the people include Dugu Bo, Liang Hongyu, Yang Zixin, Ning Qian, Ning Jun, and Ning Ant, and the six of you are in a group of two people.

They dragged one of the clones of the Dark Demon God Tiger respectively, while Ning Xia Tian and Ning Xiong were on guard around to protect the wounded and Xiao Wu.

Ning Yuan was responsible for attacking the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's body head-on, and Ning Rongrong was responsible for assisting Ning Yuan to deal with the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's body.

By the way, activate the power of space when those clones let their guard down.

Introduce them into a space that is isolated from the outside world, and then the crowd destroys the clones in the space.

In this way, everyone received the message that Ning Rongrong had transmitted to them with their spiritual power, and they all started to act according to the plan formulated by Ning Rongrong.

The crowd soon began to act.

Ning Rongrong also summoned her 100,000-year-old external possession soul bone: Canglong Ancient Wing.

Following Ning Yuan's pace, he flew at full speed towards the height of a hundred meters.

The Dark Demon God Tiger saw that Ning Yuan, who was attacking him, was also dealing with it with all his might, and the steel claws on his claws became half a meter long.

directly engaged in a long-term martial arts exchange with the long stick in Ning Yuan's hand.

In this way, these two beasts fought in the air for forty or fifty rounds, but they did not decide the winner.

The Dark Demon God Tiger took two steps back, wielding the steel claws on his claws to slash out several parallel blades of light in the air.

Ning Yuan waved the long stick in his hand, swept several times in the air, and countless wind blades began to rotate around Ning Yuan.

A huge cyan vortex appeared at Ning Yuan's feet, and countless cyan wind blades launched an attack towards the Five Elements Light Blade in front of him.

At this time, the auxiliary effect of Ning Rongrong's soul technique also landed directly on Ning Yuan's body at this time.

Suddenly, the vortex under Ning Yuan's feet became more dazzling, and the color of the wind blades that flew out was also more clearly visible.

The blasting sound of countless soul power bursting and colliding resounded above the sky.

The surrounding air also began to be disturbed by the vibration, and the Dark Demon God Tiger turned around and jumped to dodge several cyan wind blades that flew over.

Wielding the sharp blades on his claws, he launched a dense attack towards Ning Yuan in front of him.

Ning Yuan was also unhurried and stabilized, brandishing the long stick in his hand, blocking all kinds of ground moves that attacked him one by one.

Ning Yuan saw the opportunity and used the long stick in his hand to directly clamp the steel claws on the feet of the Dark Demon God Tiger, and his legs jumped in the air and lifted upward.

Kicking at the head of the Dark Demon God Tiger, the Dark Demon God Tiger hurriedly withdrew the soul power on his palms, got rid of the risk of continuing to be trapped, and then spun his body directly down.

Dodged the attack that flew over Ning Yuan's legs, which also allowed Ning Yuan to take advantage of the situation to come to the back of the Dark Demon God Tiger.

The feet behind the Dark Demon God Tiger Fierce leaped forward and jumped out of the range of Ning Yuan's attack.

He turned around in the air, and by the way, a large number of cyan light blades condensed in the air, and swung them directly in the direction where Ning Yuan was.

Ning Yuan volleyed several difficult movements, dodging the cyan light blades that flew over one after another.

Then he twisted his body and poked the long stick in his hand straight through, and this stick was piled directly on the body of the Dark Demon God Tiger.

The Dark Demon God Tiger was also shocked back by this sudden attack, and retreated several meters.

But he still underestimated this attack, but what he didn't expect was that there was a dark energy behind the bright energy in this power.

There are two ways of this dark energy, the first one directly breaks the armor formed by the strength of his body, and the second one directly disrupts the strength and softness in his body.

This also made the Dark Demon God Tiger temporarily lose his ability to use soul power, and the Dark Demon God Tiger also retreated more than 20 meters before he stood on his heel in the air above the sky.

A trace of blood appeared in the corner of the Dark Demon God Tiger's mouth, and the Dark Demon God Tiger wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his right arm.

Just when the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger wanted to give up using his soul power and compete with the guy in front of him in terms of strength and combat skills, Ning Rongrong also suddenly appeared in front of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

The Dark Demon God Tiger looked at the little girl in front of him, who was a little more than eight years old.

At this time, Ning Yuan wanted to attack again and completely knock this guy away, but Ning Rongrong stretched out his hand to stop him.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger looked at the little girl in front of him with vigilant eyes, and Ning Rongrong also said to the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger at this time, "You are defeated now."

There is no point in you continuing to fight, and your three clones have already been destroyed by us.

Are you sure you're going to use your strength as a beast to deal with all of us here? The

Dark Demon God Tiger also looked at the people not far away, but found that his three clones had already been eliminated by them.

In order to eliminate the three clones of the Dark Demon God Tiger, Ning Xia Tian used his soul power to weaken the strength of the three clones by more than 50%.

Then Ning Rongrong used the spatial power given to her by the outer soul protection bone to teleport the three clones into a very mysterious space.

Completely separated these three clones from the body of the Dark Demon God Tiger, which also made them lose all their advantages.

Then, with the huge advantage of the strength of two against one, he quickly wiped out the three clones in the space created by Ning Rongrong.

After these three clones were eliminated, Ning Rongrong also came directly here to support Ning Yuan.

Ning Rongrong saw the puzzled expression of the Dark Demon God Tiger, and said to him disdainfully, "You don't have to think about it anymore.

Don't think that if you are the only one who has the power of space, there will be no one among us who has the power of space like you.

So those three doppelgangers of yours have already been drawn to a mysterious space by me, relying on the absolute strength of two to one on our side.

Coupled with the previous weakening of the strength of your clones, it can be said that it is not easy to eliminate your three immortal and indestructible clones.

At this time, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger also understood what Ning Rongrong meant to him, but he shook his head a little unwillingly.

Ning Rongrong said to him again, "Aren't you very strong, I'll give you a chance to fight with me."

You summon your razor-sharp steel claws, and I summon my martial spirit, and you attack at the same time as me, if I disintegrate your attack.

Then even if I win, you only need to agree to one request from me.

Even if you win me, I won't be killed by you, because you can't kill me at all, don't ask me why?

At the same time, we will let you go, and from now on we will still look up and see you down.

Do you think my request is in line with your current situation?

If you can agree, I guess it won't take you half a minute for you to use your soul power again, and you won't be able to summon the steel claws that you are proud of.

When everyone heard what Ning Rongrong said, they all showed very shocked expressions, and they all wanted to stop Ning Rongrong's behavior.

But they were all signaled by Ning Rongrong and rejected their kindness.

The Dark Demon God Tiger also showed a slight smile, and then laughed loudly to the sky, looking at the eight-year-old girl in front of him with disdain.

............................................. Soon the Dark Demon God Tiger will be able to use his soul power again.

The Dark Demon God Tiger decisively summoned his own steel claws, and the half-meter-long steel claws appeared on the palms of the two forearms of the Dark Demon God Tiger.

Ning Rongrong also summoned her martial spirit: Nine Hearts Exquisite Tower.

Ning Rongrong stretched out his right hand into the tail end of the bottom of the Linglong Pagoda, and then held the Linglong Pagoda tightly in his right hand.

In an instant, this auxiliary martial spirit: Nine Heart Linglong Pagoda turned into a weapon, and I saw that this Linglong Pagoda continued to grow bigger.

In the end, it became a weapon called: Exquisite Hammer.

The whole weapon was about eight to nine feet long, and there were nine knots on it.

And on top of this weapon, there was a nine-colored light, which was very dazzling and dazzling, and the sky around the entire valley was shrouded in nine-colored light.

Who said that the auxiliary martial soul can't be turned into a weapon, Ning Rongrong's auxiliary martial soul won't become a weapon.

Do any of you know what this weapon means?

Ancient poems are recited and written silently: empty.

The blue sky is like a wash reflecting the mountains and rivers, and the

top of Danxia Peak is painted with colorful glow.

The clouds dance lightly and drift in the wind,

and the blue waves ripple and reflect the wild geese.

The idyllic scenery is drawn into the picture, and the

village is full of smoke.

The green mountains and green waters are accompanied by hard work, and the

rice is golden and full of seedlings.

Recalling the past, the dream has not woken up, and the

dusty years send the soul.

The melancholy lingers like a cloud, leisurely

looking for the truth.

The love is vertical and horizontal, and

the poetry is melodious between the eyebrows.

Tang Feng and Song Yun have a wish, and

the love for the landscape will never be dispersed.

The second

autumn wind blows through the empty mountains,

deep and endless, like a hidden orchid.

The stream is babbling and

reflecting the tranquil blue of the mountains.

There is poetry between the mountains and rivers, and the

nostalgia is natural.

The ancients worked hard to leave empty dreams,

and may I plant ideals in my heart.

The dream has not come true, but it

is the heart that will never be gone.

Walking in the countryside and

looking for the tranquility of the soul.

The wind is empty, and the heart of the mountain is empty, and

you can enjoy nature in it.

The landscape and countryside are all poetic, and the

rhythm of ancient poems will be passed down forever.

When

will the flying swallows in the sky return, and

who will rely on the lonely ancient road?

It is difficult to see each other in the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and

the past is like smoke and reminiscences of the past.

The vast sea of people is endless,

and the loneliness and loneliness accompany the long night.

The past is like a dream, and the

heart is unspeakably long.

Even if the dream does not come true, he

is still willing to fly to the sky.

The nostalgia will never be extinguished, and the

poems will be passed down through the ages.

Flying

cranes in the air chant ancient sayings, and

the guqin melodiously knocks on the heartstrings.

Nostalgia for the ancients is deep, and the

past is like smoke in a dream.

Where have the deceased gone, the

flowing water is ruthless and empty of hatred.

The sad past is empty, and the

remnant sun is lonely.

The vast ancient road is empty and barren, and the ancient

tower is lonely and empty.

Leisurely thinking about the ancient sky and sighing,

accompanied by green mountains and green waters.

Dreams are not lonely, and

the moon is melodious by the railing.

Thoughts linger in the air, and the

lines of poetry depict empty feelings.

The nostalgic heart is empty, and the

emotions of the ancients are passed on from one generation to another.

Chu Ci poems are empty of the old, and

the emotions in the heart are empty.

The five

empty valleys are quiet and long, and the ancient trees are lonely.

The past is like smoke, only loneliness and vanity.

Where are the white clouds, looking at the sky from afar is a dream that comes true.

Where the birds returned, the dome was empty.

Everything has a fate, and emptiness is its truth.

Nothing is illusory, lonely and empty to remember the past.

Yongwu is so empty, and there is a wonder about emptiness.

The songs of Yuefu are endless, and the emptiness in my heart is difficult to fill.

Between the six vast heavens and the earth, there is no trace.

Everything is tangible, but emptiness exists alone.

The jade of Qionglou turned to ashes, and the flowers withered in the sky.

The wind blows the clouds and returns to nothingness, and the flowing water is silent.

May my body and mind melt into the void, and the universe is vast and my heart is at peace.

If you can detach yourself from the outside world, you can walk freely and ethereally.

The seven

blue skies reflect my heart, and the green mountains and green waters encircle my feelings.

The nostalgia is long, and the magnificent years are empty.

The birds fly high and have unrestrained wings, and the clouds flutter gracefully with the wind.

The stars shine brightly in the night, and the loneliness lingers in the sky.

The dream has not come true, and the years have flown like a fluff.

I hope that the elegance will never dissipate, and the empty valley will be forever.

Yuefu Yongwu sings clear rhyme, and poetry flows like clouds.

The eight

empty and lonely edges are stuffed like a dream, and the beacon fire shines even in the sky.

The grass warbler has not yet arrived, and the cold wind blows all the clothes and sand.

The pavilions of the high city are ethereal and far-reaching, and the vast thoughts are endless.

The ambition is far away, and the side is full of dreams.

Even if there is pride, it is difficult to sue, and who knows what to do.

Jiukong

Mountain is lonely and thinks about the side, and

the lonely deer screams on the tower.

The wilderness is boundless, and the sky is colorful, and

people are recruited to return to dreams.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyes the grassland, and the

pastoral songs rhyme melodiously.

The wind and sand are rolling and the border brigade is lifted, and

the iron horse is stepping on the territory.

Dreams are hard to find, and the

years are empty.

I only hope that Biansai can dance at night, and

the history of stroking the qin will never be forgotten.

Ten

Hongchen has been looking for a bosom friend several times, and don't hate the blind date in the air.

The years are like a shuttle, so why bother looking for sadness?

The remnant sun thinks infinitely, leaning on the tree and looking at the tears deeply.

Yanbo River goes with the wind, and thousands of miles of lonely boats travel far away.

Farewell is deep and empty, and parting tears are full of hollow hearts.

May you walk all over the thousands of mountains and leave my heart empty.

The eleventh

virtual realm rises in the wind, and the feelings are hidden.

Say goodbye to the empty sorrow, and leave the sorrowful reflection of the double crane.

The stars shake the night, and the lonely river is next day.

Thinking of the empty dream, the past is difficult to stay.

The parting feelings are difficult to speak, and the heart is empty.

May the day of my return, when the empty mountains are lonely.

Don't be away from the air, what about this farewell.

In

the early autumn of December, farewell memories of the past, the

empty mountain is lonely and boundless.

The nostalgia is vast, and the

past is like a smoke.

The night rain sprinkled and the cold wind rose, and it

was difficult to win away from sorrow and tears.

May my heart be as empty as the sea, and my

obsession will disappear with the wind.

The thirteen

empty valleys are secluded and sparse, and where to miss has become a strange.

The nostalgic love is in the heart of the lake, and the white clouds are ethereal and ethereal.

Yaotai Qiongge hangs high in the air, and the past is like smoke and empty dreams.

Dreams come true here, bleak and independent.

Heaven and earth and the universe are boundless, and the emotions in the heart are empty.

I am willing to fill the void with pen and ink and express sorrow and madness.

The melodious melody is ethereal, and the piano reverberates in the air.

The hollow valley is secluded and sends thoughts, so that the psalms can float in the wind.

Fourteen

breezes blow the sleeves of the guqin, nostalgic feelings move the soul.

The empty mountain is lonely, the people are independent, and the remnants of the ancient road have not woken up.

If anyone understands a dream, the world is empty and empty.

Looking at the sky, thinking endlessly, looking at the stars and dreams without a trace.

I wish to send my heart to the emptiness and let the clouds drift across the sky.

When I woke up from a dream, I was like a dream, and my heart was full of empty thoughts.

Nowadays, the world is like smoke, only the soul of poetry never ends.

Fifteen

years of nostalgia for the ancients, empty mountains and

lonely castles.

The smoke and rain are sparse and the ancient road is lost,

and the wind blows the remnants of the ink and drops of ancient texts.

The lonely lamp illuminates the empty bed at night, and the

cold window wakes up with tears.

The sad song dream is finally empty, and the

floating life is like the echo of the dream.

The fragrance wafts among the orchids in the empty valley, and the

dream in my heart does not grow.

I only hope that Feihong's dream will come true,

soaring among the clouds to find a way back.

I wish to have a long night and a bright moon, and

empty lyricism to fall into the UK.

Even though there are all kinds of clever words, empty words

have not been declared.

The sixteen

ancient roads are endless, and the lonely lights shine on the ancient buildings in the middle of the night.

The nostalgia overflows in my heart, and I sigh that the years are like water.

Where to return in the dream, looking at sorrow alone by the railing.

Where are the heroes now, who can keep them in my heart?

May you fly in the sky and swim freely as a bird.

I hope that dreams can come true and life will no longer be empty.

Carry on the past and forge ahead into the future, there is me in the dream, and there is you.

In the middle of the seventeenth night, the starry sky is long, and

the

poet has no nostalgia for the past.

Thinking about the past in the sound of the guqin,

the road of the old garden is empty.

The world is prosperous like clouds, and the

infatuated dreams wander in vain.

If you ask Sangtian to become exhausted, your

dreams will not become empty.

Standing alone in the lonely sky,

desolate thoughts are hard to find.

The wind drafts dryness and loneliness, and the

boundless emptiness enters the poetry and ink.

The world is like a dream, and the

geometry of life can be returned.

Looking for the dream in my heart alone, the

empty valley is blue.

The green mountains and green waters enter the poems, and the

poet's interest floats freely.

The fairyland in the dream is far from reality, and the

floating life is short and empty like smoke.

If the heart is ethereal and careless,

everything will enter my poems and paintings.

When the dream fails to come true, the

hollow valley turns blue.

May my poetry rhyme be passed on for thousands of years and

spread in the world forever.

Ethereal poetry is like a bright moon,

illuminating all things in the world.

180,000

miles of sky is vast, and

ancient and modern poets dance out of thin air.

The nostalgia is deep in it, and the

dream does not come true in it.

The magnificent scenery written by the ancients is

like a bird flying in the air.

The clouds and smoke cover the sun and drift away, and

the narrative poetry is reflected in the air.

The melodious melody is like a heavenly sound, and the

rhyme is expressed in seven words.

Feeling the pain and joy of life, the

eternal inheritance is blank.

Tracing the love of ancient and modern poets, the

waves of rise and fall are floating in the air.

The nostalgia is uplifting, and the

dream does not pass away in a vacuum.

The poetry of the ancients is fascinating, and

the seven words of the ancient body are condensed into the empty atmosphere.

Thoughts fly like clouds in the sky,

and they will always be with you for a hundred turns.

The sky is vast and boundless, and the

poems of the ancients will always stay in it.

Nostalgic love flows in the air, and dreams

do not become vacuum.

(The number of words in the poem is 101 words)

Nineteen

birds are flying in the air, and the lonely clouds are scattered with the wind.

The nostalgia is broken, and the dream does not come true.

In the past thousand years, the sea has become a mulberry field.

The world is like a dream, and there is no wish in the heart.

Life is like a floating cloud, fleeting.

I hope that my heart is empty and I can find the true trace.

The pursuit is endless, and the heart needs to be peaceful.

Leaving behind the worldly waves, the state of mind is empty.

The birds are flying in the air, and the heart is still idle.

Twenty

leaned on the window to listen to the rain, and his mind was empty.

The nostalgia is strong, and the years are like a dream.

The past is like smoke, where is life?

Leisurely thinking is infinite, and the mood is like a cloud.

I hope that my heart will be unhindered and free to wander.

Even if there are dreams left, the heart is the same as the distance.

If you can soar above the clouds, your soul will return to heaven and earth.

Traveling in the air, loneliness is also self-forgiving.

Thoughts are like flying, and the realm is like flatness.

If you want to wade into the boundless, the sea and the sky are wide.

Dreams turn a thousand times, but they may not come true.

But infatuation is precious, and the heart is still healthy.

May my heart live forever and soar in the air.

Riding the wind in the early morning of the 21st, nostalgia is hard to leave.

The smoke is endless, and the ancient road is green.

Dancing in the air, thoughts flying like clouds.

Touching the scene gives birth to affection, and the soul is empty and obsessed.

Leisurely and at ease, everything is empty.

Enlightenment vacuum, life is the same.

Twenty-two

clouds and mist open in the vast sky, and the

independent mountains are white.

Nostalgia for the ancients, the

autumn breeze sighs for time.

The vicissitudes of life are as empty as a dream, and the

past is like smoke and difficult to look back.

Thousands of years have been empty, and my

heart is blank and sad.

Dreams do not come to an empty space, and

they fly in the air and chase the clouds.

I am willing to leave all my thoughts behind, and let

the clouds flutter in the air.

The vast sky is magnificent,

boundless and limitless.

The vast and leisurely journey in the air, an

ancient song moves the heartstrings.

Twenty-three

breezes blew through the ancient towers, and the ancient

city was as empty as silence.

The evening glow stains the walls, and the

jackdaws soar unnoticed.

In the tunnel of returning souls and grievances, the

past is like empty clouds.

In the past, it was prosperous like a dream,

and now it is dilapidated and lamented.

Recalling the past, the affection is lingering, and

the ancient songs linger on the empty staircase.

There are thousands of dreams in my heart, and

it is difficult to come true if it is empty.

The long years are like quicksand, and the

stars in the sky are like residual flowers.

The poet is nostalgic and interesting, and the

lyrics are tactful like a dream.

Twenty-four

breezes blew through the empty mountains, and

the night shrouded the vastness.

The ancient road winds far away, lonely and

no one asks about the lonely boat.

The white clouds are as elegant as flowing water, and the

stars are as bright as the Milky Way.

Dancing in the air in your dreams,

gazing at the sky and singing.

Wander leisurely, fly and

leap open.

Tang Feng and Song Yun carry forward the past, and the

nostalgic dreams are still there.

Poetry and rhyme depend on each other, and dreams

are not empty and flying.

Twenty-five

autumn winds blow leisurely, clouds scatter and

fly in the middle of the painting.

The peak is independent and white clouds rise, and the

vast sky is boundless.

The lake is like a mirror, the sky is clear, and the

mountains are reflected in the green color.

Colorful birds flutter through the clouds, and

the air scroll welcomes the autumn wind.

Relying on the railing, I am intoxicated with my heart, and

it is difficult to reminisce about the past.

There is still little elegance in the dream, and the

reality is only empty.

Nostalgic love soaked in the sunset, looking

at the footprints of the ancients.

Dreams don't come true, like dreams,

only the vast and impermanent.

This poem is based on your request, and refers to the nostalgic, tasteful, and dream-fulfilled writing style and writing of ancient poets.

With the theme of writing scenes, the new poems are used to express the image of emptiness, and by depicting autumn winds, clouds, landscapes and other scenes, it shows a sense of vast emptiness.

At the same time, the poem also reveals the nostalgia for the past and the pursuit of reality, as well as the helplessness of the unfulfilled dream.

Overall, the poem is rich in substance, with smooth rhyme and a word count of 100 words.

Twenty-six

count the ancient and modern feelings,

Tang poems and Song lyrics are immersed in the heart.

The nostalgia for the past and the present are inexhaustible, and the

writing is as elegant as a cloud.

The dream has not come true, the heart is still the same, and the

vast life is empty.

Philosophical thoughts are scattered like the wind, and the

search for truth roams.

The pearl of English, familiar with my hands,

brewed with poetry and calligraphy.

The rhythm is as loud as singing, and the

flavors are mixed into wonderful.

Emptiness is the essence of life,

and nothingness is both abstract and real.

Thinking about how to practice philosophy, the

new poetry form is brilliantly interpreted.

The universe is vast and boundless, and the

prosperity of the world is illusory.

Wukong's state of mind flies freely, and the

pursuit of truth is endless.

(Poetry word count: 100 words)

Twenty-seven

pillows wait for the bright moon, drunk and think about the past.

Recalling Tang and Song Hui, the poems are beautiful.

Nostalgia is born suddenly, and the years are like flowing water.

Looking at the sky from the railing, the heroic posture is still in the eyes.

The dream has not come true, and I have lonely tears in my heart.

Ink-stained blank pages, poetic essay exhibition.

Leisurely looking for poetry, concentrating on the mind.

What was once prosperous is now ashes.

May the soul of poetry live forever and circulate for centuries.

Twenty-eight

flying in the air has no end to thoughts, and dreams in

my heart are drifting.

The nostalgia floats in my heart,

leaning on the window and looking at the past.

The taste is as poetic as tactful and soft, as

delicate and flowing as silk.

The melodious rhythm is sung softly, stirring

the heartstrings like a song.

Dreams that have not come true are as empty as clouds,

as elusive as clouds.

But I still stand proudly in the wind,

striving to chase my long-cherished wish.

The English pen and ink go over the mountains and seas, and the

poetry is overflowing into a wonderful song.

Dance with a pen to move emotions and

express the emptiness in the depths of the soul.

Twenty-nine

is as empty as nothingness, ethereal and formless, but it holds up the heavens.

Empty and complex, but it brings tranquility.

Empty as thought, infinitely extended, but often frightening.

Empty as a soul, if there is nothing, but it carries the eternity of life.

Emptiness is a kind of existence, but it is also a kind of non-existence.

It is the source of life and the crystallization of human wisdom.

Whether it is the sky or the heart, emptiness is the eternal theme of life.

Thirty

miles of flying in the air, farewell

and parting scissors continue.

The nostalgia is placed in the poem, and the

Tang style and Song rhyme linger for a long time.

If your dream doesn't come true, why don't you think about it, the poet's

realm is free and empty.

What you wish in your heart, unrestrained

, soar high, chase the clouds and blue.

In the vast expanse, I soar through the air,

Bidding farewell, emotions hard to bear.

Yearning for ancient times, my heart's desire,

Echoing Tang and Song, their poetic fire.

Dreams may not come true, but still I dream,

For in the poet's realm, there's endless gleam.

Unrestrained, my wishes freely roam,

Ascending to heights, where the sky's my home.