Holy human eye, this is a white plain.

On top of this white jade, there is a well made of white jade.

At this time, I was at the edge of this white jade well, looking into the well, and found that there was no water in the well, but it was a star fight.

I was on this well, but it was like sitting on the sky.

Gotland said to me, "This is where the eyes of the saints are, and then you will be there."

I asked, “What am I going to do?”

But Gautilian said: "Actually, I don't know what to do, anyway, I just know that this is the holy human eye, and then I don't know anything, you need to explore it yourself."

I think you have to touch the stone across the river.

The eyes of the saints turned around one circle after another, but they did not see anything coming.

I used a micro-level of the naked eye to see this well.

This look really made me see something.

On this fence, there are many small words written, which should be poems, but it does not seem to be poetry when read.

What is it?

These words are densely populated, but arranged into a square, I counted, all vertically twenty-nine words.

That is to say, this is a total of 84 words.

You say it is a talent, it is not a talent, it is said that poetry is not like poetry.

I don’t want to make a difficult mistake.

Ask the little girl in the world of the true spirit.

Xiao Qian sighed and said, "This should be a picture of Xuan Wei."

“The map?What is this, baby?”

I have never heard of such a thing as a famous artifact or artifact.

Then he smiled and said, "This is not a baby, this is a love poem."

“Poetry?“You mean this is a poem?”

"No, it is not a song, but countless, this is the northern Wei Qin Dynasty, a woman named Su Hui wrote to her husband, here no matter the reading, vertical, righteous thoughts, reverse thoughts, pick five words, seven words, nine words are all poetry."

“So powerful?”

"It is precisely, this poem is called the first poem in the world, even if it is still no one can solve all the poems."At the beginning, there was a green jade case in which the two sentences were written, and it was easy to pick the Chinese characters of the koi women's machine, and it was difficult to solve the jade people's affairs.The word in this machine means this picture.”

There is a map here, what does it mean?

"Perhaps this is the first level of the holy human eye," said Xiao Qian, "you can first understand this Xuanxiu diagram, perhaps there may be an unexpected surprise."

So I started to sit on the edge of the well and start to get rid of this picture.

With my current thinking ability and speed, it is not too much trouble to solve this picture, but the more I understand it, the more I am surprised.

The heart is amazed at the creative power of the people of this ordinary world.

You understand it easy, but it is difficult for people to write.

What's more, people are created, and after writing, they are also woven on the jinpao with needles, this kind of heart machine is too cow.

I think this is the first level, which is really appropriate.

This saintly civilization is located in such an environment, and those who come here to take their treasures must be foreign.

And outsiders want to enter the secret of the sun pig is already more difficult.

After the outsiders come in, they must first learn the text boxing, which will have fewer practitioners of poetry.

Even if you have learned poetry and want to go to the white jade plain in this secret place, it is a very troublesome thing.

Finally, there is the fact that even if you come to this Yujing fence, you can't find a way to open it here.

As I thought about it, I solved the picture, and soon I finished all the poems.

When these poems are cast on the Jade-i-bar, they are heard chuckling.

Suddenly a gemstone bar disappeared.

The garret is square, one of which is missing, and three of which stand there.

I looked at this method, and then looked at another Yujing fence, and saw that the Yujing fence wrote a poem: August Mid-Autumn Festival white dew.

These six words of poetry are rare, and only one head, what does this mean?

I searched for this poem in my head, but I found this poem at once.

The original poem was written by a talented woman to a student, but it was written in the voice of the book student: the August Mid-Autumn Festival white dew, the pedestrians on the road are bleak, the small bridge is flowing with cinnamon flowers, day and night, the heart must not be quiet, the early morning look at the article, ten years of hard work in the study, the square looks highly intelligent.

Don't look at this poem as if it were ordinary on the surface, but the powerful place is on this word.

The last word of every sentence is the first word of the second verse.

So I put this poem on this jade fence with my divine knowledge.

With a bang, the gemstone bar disappeared again.

There are only two left.

I’m sure in my heart that these poems aren’t really too good.

The third piece of Yujing column appears with a few words: the flowers return to the horse like a flying wine when the power is twilight.

This poem I have heard of, it was Su Xiaos sister wrote to Qin Shaoyou, opened, the flowers returned to the horse as fly, to the horse as flying, to the horse as a flying wine, the wine is small when the wine is twilight, the wake has been twilight, the wake has been twilight.

I cast this poem on the well.

The third hole disappeared again.

Only the last hole remains.

On this well bar, there is no small text, which makes me quite depressed, there are questions on the three sides of the well rail, so I can answer, but there is no problem on the fourth well, this range is a little too big.

I thought about it, and suddenly I moved in my heart.

The three topics above this well rail are all poems, and they are all poems with exquisite design, which can be said to be poems and mysteries.

And they can all be connected.

Another point is the poems on this well, all made by women.

Women, palindity, jade, these three elements are put together, perhaps also a word puzzle.

And if I let me guess, I would guess a thorny word.

I threw my answer on this well, and suddenly the last piece of Yujing fence disappeared.

Then the stars in the well suddenly flowed out of the well and surrounded me.

In this river, I look to the right and right are all stars.

It seems that this saint should have left books among these stars, but there are so many stars, which star is it in?

My eyes are wide open in the stars.

There is no special place among these stars.

But I have a strange idea in my heart, it seems that the person who left this saint's handwriting is a guessing lover, making such an anagle with poetry.

If I hadn’t been able to make a move, I wouldn’t have guessed the last word.

And now the word has been guessed, I have entered the well, which means that this star may still be a riddle.