Yan Liqiang originally thought that there would be some difficult tests on the fourth floor waiting for him, and he would not be surprised even if there were poisonous insects and beasts. However, when he found that there was only one old man on the fourth floor, Yan Liqiang stared at the old man blankly and rubbed his eyes, but he didn't react for a while.

The old man was wearing a white robe, with silver-white hair and silver-white beard tangled together, and it felt like Dumbledore on the side. There were three desks around him, and the desk was filled with piles of books. This scene reminded Yan Liqiang of the desks of the candidates who sprinted before the college entrance examination.

The old man sat cross-legged on a cushion, looking at the book in his hand, reading with relish and devoted himself, as if he had not seen Yan Liqiang appear on the fourth floor at all.

"Cough..." Yan Liqiang coughed...

After a few seconds, the old man didn't respond...

"Cough...cough..." Yan Liqiang coughed twice...

After a few seconds, the old man still didn't respond and looked down at the book in his hand...

Yan Liqiang finally couldn't help it, so he took two steps forward and shouted loudly, "Senior..."

"Ah..." The old man seemed to be shocked, his hand shook, and the book held in his hand fell to the ground. Then he looked at Yan Liqiang with a surprised look on his face and pointed at Yan Liqiang, "You...you...why are you here..."

"Senior, do you think I shouldn't be here?" Yan Liqiang asked with a smile.

"It's too fast, why is it so fast? How come you have just come up after not having a day? "

"Of course I came up because I passed all three levels downstairs!"

"It's too fast, too fast. It will take at least two or three days for others to come here. You are the person I've met who can come here as soon as possible..."

Yan Liqiang smiled, had already walked to the old man's desk, and bowed to the old man, "I don't know what the senior should call him."

The old man stared at Yan Liqiang's face, looked carefully, then grabbed the messy hair on his head, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face, "I can't even remember what my name is. I remember, I really want my surname Yun, right, I'm Yun, what's the name Yun? Oh, no one has called me by my name for a long time, I forgot. I am a worshiper of the Sword God Sect, a book lover. Anyway, the name or something doesn't matter, just call me Yun Ai Shu..."

When the old man was talking, Yan Liqiang was always feeling the aura on the old man. At first, Yan Liqiang thought that this old man would be a hidden master of the Sword God Sect, but after he felt it carefully, he found that the old man did not seem to have the aura and aura that only the master had. This surprised Yan Liqiang. He didn't know if he felt something was wrong or the old man was not a master at all. He just looked at the old man, but he didn't seem to be pretending. Everything was out of sincerity. He couldn't remember his name, so he gave himself one. It felt quite cute...

"I wonder what advice does Senior Yun have here?"

"Give me advice, oh, I remembered it, of course, I'm here, I'm going to set questions to test you. Only if you can pass this level can you be qualified to go upstairs. If you can't pass..." The old man pointed to a bookshelf over there, "There is a secret book in the iron box at the bottom of that bookshelf. You can leave with that secret book!"

"What do you want to rely on me for your senior?"

"Of course, I took the first floor, and there were still no third floors on the second floor!" The old man rolled his eyes and looked at Yan Liqiang, and suddenly became energetic, with a smile on his face, "Don't underestimate it. For more than 80 years, as long as someone enters the sword cave, I am guarding this level of the Death Gate. I don't know how many young masters from the Sword God Sect ended up being defeated by me here after entering the Death Gate. There are very few who can reach the fifth floor or above. This level is naturally much more difficult than the third floor..."

"Senior, don't worry, if I can't get up, I won't blame you for not being good at learning!"

"Of course it's your fault, can you blame me?" The old man snorted, "You're ready, I'll set the question when you're ready!"

Yan Liqiang took a deep breath, "Please ask for the question to ask for a senior!"

"Okay!" The old man glanced at Yan Liqiang, rolled up his sleeves and took a deep breath. Just when Yan Liqiang was secretly wary of what big move the old man was going to use, the old man lowered his head, searched through the pile of paper under the desk, then took out a piece of paper and handed it to Yan Liqiang, "You can match this question first, then talk about it!"

Yan Liqiang blinked, then blinked again, thinking that he had heard it wrong. He heard the old man urging him, and only then did he take the piece of paper in the old man's hand.

The only sentence on the paper is written is that a goat goes up the mountain, and the mountain touches the goat's feet, bleating.

"Senior, are you asking me to couplets?"

The old man nodded with a serious look on his face, "Well, this is just the first question. There is a table over there, and there is a pen and ink on the table. If you write what you are right on this paper, then take it over. You can think slowly, don't care about it for three or two days. This must be correct neat, and the words cannot be written ugly. I will be considered as your passing in this question!"

"Is this the test?" Yan Liqiang was a little amused and crying.

"What do you know? Do you think this is easy?" The old man blew his beard and stared at Yan Liqiang, and began to shake his head. "The world is big in the word, and the sun and the moon are long in the book. If you martial artists do not have the literary talent, you will be a martial artist after all. After all, you will not go far in the future on the road of cultivation. The way of civil and military affairs, one yin and one yang, are originally complementary. The great accomplishments of the Silver Continent from ancient times to the present are all people who read scriptures and have a good expression. Many famous masters all over the world have their own poems and articles. If you want to go upstairs, you must pass this level!"

After hearing the old man's words, Yan Liqiang did not defend himself. He only said one thing that the senior said, then took the piece of paper, came to the table that the old man pointed to, put the piece on the table, thought for a few seconds, then picked up the pen on the table, poured water on himself, grind the ink, picked up the pen and wrote the next couplet on the paper.

Yan Liqiang practiced Yan style calligraphy hard in his previous life, so the characters written by him will certainly not be ugly.

The first couplet on the paper is: The goat goes up the mountain, the mountain touches the goat's feet, and bleat.

Yan Liqiang's second line is: The buffalo goes into the water, the water floods the buffalo's horns, and mooes.

After finishing writing, Yan Liqiang took the paper to the old man and respectfully handed it over, "Please take a look at it for me!"

"So quickly..." The old man picked up the book and read it for two pages, and found that Yan Liqiang had finished the first test question he had set. He couldn't help but put down the book in his hand and took the "test paper" in Yan Liqiang's hand.

"Good words!" When the old man saw Yan Liqiang's words, he couldn't help but praise. After reading Yan Liqiang's second couplet, he nodded, "No, good, very neat."

"Senior, has this question been calculated?" Yan Liqiang asked.

"Even if you pass this question, I didn't expect that you will have an article at a young age. It's rare, rare!" The old man nodded in praise.

"Senior, can I go up?"

"Haha, how easy is it? This is just the first question!" The old man said, and suddenly became energetic. He put down his book, stood up, walked out between the three desks, came to the place where Yan Liqiang wrote, took out a piece of paper from under the table, put it on the table. He just thought for a moment, looked at Yan Liqiang, and wrote a sentence one after another on the paper.

I am traveling to this mountain with several acres of barren fields, accompanied by poetry and books, watching the plowing clouds and plowing rain on the sun, and I am happy like a god;

"Look at this sentence..." After the old man said that, he gave the pen to Yan Liqiang.

This question is much more difficult than the previous question, but Yan Liqiang took the writing and thought for a while before finishing the writing.

In the world, there are three ancient houses, the morning glow is a friend, the time is happy to play the wind and sing the moon, and the old naughty boy is free;
Chapter completed!