A poem praising Wudang, the star of Tianlong Babu.

Zoroastrianism: the flame sighs the world's worries, and the world of mortals is in the world. Heroes have been born in troubled times since ancient times. Look at me. I teach and help others.

Emei: Beauty

The green silk phoenix eyes pursed lips, and the birds whispered with pity.

I only hate girls, fairies in the fairyland fall into the world. Tianlong: the gift of the king

Since ancient times, the king has come out of me, and the paper fan gently shakes the wind of the king.

The mystery is in the heart, thousands of miles away.

Xiaoyao: Chen Jue

Dan Shu copied Luo Shen, and a bleak song played a strong wind.

In this life, there is a magical power between your fingers. Tianshan mountain: ethereal

There is no truth in flying, and those who lie in ambush on all sides will be broken.

At the top of Tianshan Mountain, the goshawk appeared to replace the flower-cutting hero. Shaolin: Purdue

The Millennium ancient temple presses Songshan Mountain, and the wind, rain, thunder and lightning do not waver.

The most meritorious thing is to put your hands together and make your own decisions.

Wudang: Yuan Xian

Two Instruments and Six Rivers to Destroy the Demon, five lines of gossip Town Demon.

The rhinoceros looks at the moon and becomes a Taoist, plowing the Beidou soil. Star: (I can't think of it)

Turn man into a fairy, and the king of medicine attacks the tripod for refining medicine.

Poisonous clouds whisper all over Shan Ye, and they want to live a long life in heaven. Beggars' Sect: Chivalrous Spirit

Chivalry is in your heart, but what about food and clothing?

When the road is rough, draw a sword to help, and sweep the dry Kun to sweep the rough. Murong: A hundred books.

I have my own skills in the world and I am not afraid of the battlefield.

Regardless of the wind and rain, the stars moved back to him.