In the inn room, there was only Jiang Feng alone, and Sect Master Zhou and Zhu Ling were both a little tired, so they went to rest first. ([X].

Under the slight movement of his heart, a yellowed piece of paper appeared in Jiang Feng's palm, but it was the song "Will Enter the Wine" that Jiang Feng auctioned from the Blue Wind Auction House.

After a little look, Jiang Feng knew that Sikong was not lying, and this poem was indeed not Li Bai's true work.

Naturally, in such matters, there is no possibility that Sikong will lie, and the immortal Li Bai, the ancient and the present, fighting with a sword and singing, killing one person in ten steps, leaving countless legends for thousands of miles.

He used a long sword to leave words on the stone tablet and changed the name of a city, showing how amazing its weight was.

If this poem is the authentic handwriting left by Li Bai, then the price of estimating it will definitely not be lower than that of the vermilion fruit that sold an incomparably terrifying number, and even for some people who know the goods, the price may be higher.

This poem, not only is the handwriting not Li Bai's authentic handwriting, but even the yellowed paper does not have an ancient history, but is made old by today's people by stealing beams and replacing pillars.

In other words, the value of this poem has nothing to do with anything else, just the value of Li Bai's poem.

But even so, after a glance, Jiang Feng was still deeply attracted to the past.

"Well, that's a bit of a problem. Jiang Feng frowned slightly and muttered to himself.

This is clearly a fake, a work copied by later generations, but in the handwriting of this poem, Jiang Feng felt the preservation of the sword intent.

Even if that sword intent is very faint and it is difficult to feel it ordinarily, Jiang Feng has been speculating about the ten percent sword intent of the Qiushui Sword for a while now, and his perception of the sword intent can be said to be a rather sensitive Cheng dù.

"Sword intent? Between the lines, there are traces of sword intent. Jiang Feng's complexion became quite strange for a while.

In a fake, it can be said that the existence of the sword intent can be felt in it, which can be said to be an unusual thing anyway.

"Could it be that this poem, although it is a forgery by later generations, but the person who made the forgery has seen the authentic handwriting left by Li Bai?

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Feng just realized that this was not impossible, because if it weren't for that, it would be difficult to explain the sword intent contained between the lines.

After all, if you are an ordinary person, even if you can recite and write this poem silently, it is absolutely impossible to have such a unique charm.

But if this is the case, even if it is a copy of the work, the person who copied it is obviously not an ordinary person. Thinking of this, Jiang Feng sighed softly.

Then, Jiang Feng didn't think much about it, and quietly felt the traces of sword intent between the lines.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I was born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone......"

The poem "Will Enter the Wine" is one of the most popular works left by Li Bai, and it can also be said to be one of the most widely circulated works.

It can be said that this poem, a certain kind of Cheng dù, is a masterpiece that historians must study to study Li Bai, and it is not an exaggeration.

The text carries the Tao, and the poem is Mingzhi.

This poem, between the lines, is filled with a frenzied tension, which may be the best portrayal of Li Bai's state of mind when he wrote this poem.

Jiang Feng studied it word by word, and then connected it from end to end, but it didn't seem surprising to find that each word was separated, but when every word and sentence were connected, the texture of the sword intent loomed.

"Chaos!" Jiang Feng muttered to himself.

The chaos that Jiang Feng said was not only the calligraphy madness of this poem, but also the sword intent contained in this poem, which gave him a feeling of "chaos".

This kind of chaos is not a chaotic chaos, but a kind of strange army suddenly, vertical and horizontal chaos, if a cold and incomparable sword blade, breaking through the turbid world, if drunk and singing, everyone is drunk, and I am awake.

"Chaos!" Jiang Feng muttered to himself again.

What was messing up was not Li Bai's state of mind, not his state of mind, but the texture trajectory revealed by the unique sword intent, which rushed straight into the sky, as if it was about to break through the prison of heaven and earth.

"What kind of person is this Li Bai?" Jiang Feng frowned and said slowly.

It is about Li Bai, but anyone who has read the poems he left behind seems to have a certain understanding of it, and they can tell some deeds related to it when they exit, but what kind of person Li Bai really is, after peeling off the halo attached to him by the sword and pen officials, there is no trace.

Poetry Fairy, Wine Fairy, Sword Fairy!

Poetry and wine sword, these three words, the way is uninhibited.

And throughout history, the person who can achieve the ultimate in these three aspects may be Li Bai. But even so, it is still impossible to dissect the dust of history and see clearly what kind of person Li Bai is.

"Chaos, maybe this one word is the most true description of Li Bai. Jiang Feng thought about it.

The poem is based on Mingzhi, and the final reference is this "chaos".

Jiang Feng studied the whole text, concentrating on capturing the texture of the sword intent, but what he could capture was very limited, Jiang Feng knew that this was a big factor because this poem was a copy of the work.

However, despite this, Jiang Feng still had a sense of blessing to his soul, and since he had been thinking about the sword intent of Qiushui's sword, he had always been quite puzzled and unreasonable, and at this time, there was a peculiar sense of sudden enlightenment.

"A sword in the autumn water, Zhongzheng is peaceful, I have always thought that this sword is to the extreme, it should be back to the basics, but now it seems to be wrong, people who fight with heaven and earth, even if they are humble gentlemen, deep in their hearts, must have a proud and uninhibited side. Jiang Feng said thoughtfully.

To fight with heaven and earth, in addition to extremely conceited strength and courage and even great wisdom, is to have an uninhibited heart that smiles at the common people.

The ten-percent sword intent of the Qiushui sword, that is, the ultimate sword intent of this sword, is not to return to the basics, but to break the shackles and transcend heaven and earth.

This kind of perception made Jiang Feng's comprehension of the sword of Qiushui suddenly reach a new level.

"When I filmed this song "Will Enter the Wine", I didn't think much about it, a lot of Cheng dù was chasing the traces left by Li Bai in this secret realm, but the final return was much beyond my expectations. Jiang Feng sighed.

Thinking about it, even a person in the Blue Wind Auction House would never have thought that such a fake would allow Jiang Feng to get such a rich harvest.

In Jiang Feng's opinion, this kind of harvest is not only incomparable to the Ice Silkworm Soft Armor, but even the Vermilion Fruit that makes Jiang Feng's heart extremely excited, it is also slightly inferior.

Because of that vermilion fruit, even if it is obtained, what can be improved is only realm cultivation, not absolute strength, let alone absolute combat effectiveness.

And from this first general into the wine, and then broke through the long-term barrier of understanding the sword intent of Qiushui, and in the future, Jiang Feng realized the sword of Qiushui with ten percent of the sword intent, it will inevitably get twice the result with half the effort, and over time, its combat effectiveness will inevitably advance by leaps and bounds.

"It's a pity that this one is a copy of the wine, if it is genuine, I think my harvest will be greater. Jiang Feng said regretfully.

Soon Jiang Feng just smiled, saying that he had inadvertently obtained this kind of harvest, which was already a pie in the sky, and if he was greedy for more, he would be greatly moved by his hatred, and it would ruin his state of mind.

Jiang Feng casually put "Will Enter the Wine" into the storage ring, and according to his previous perception, he continued to think and repair the sword of Qiushui.

Time, in Jiang Feng's meditation, passed unconsciously.

It wasn't until dawn the next day that Jiang Feng's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and a finger crossed a slight arc in the air.

The arc crossed, in the air, ripples were born, and the majestic sword qi was born, and then, Jiang Feng's fingers swiped over, and the air was fragile like a piece of tofu.

After the air was cut open, and then, the whirlpool was excited, and the ** was opened in circles, and the air in the entire room was completely torn.

But what Jiang Feng cared about was not the swordsmanship itself, his gaze followed the direction of his fingers, staring at the waves in the circle, capturing the subtle and imperceptible texture.

A finger cut through the air, not because of the amazing destructive power of this finger, but because this finger happened to follow the texture of the air. Jiang Feng said with blazing eyes.

Air, formless and phaseless, eternal, but it is difficult to capture, but Jiang Feng's finger easily captures the existence of air.

"Ten percent of the sword intent of the autumn water sword, I just crossed the threshold, for this sword, the perception of the whole has been greatly improved. Jiang Feng's eyes flashed and he said secretly.

Ten percent of the sword intent of the autumn water sword, Jiang Feng did not expect to be able to understand it in such a short time, but this kind of comprehension is equivalent to the comprehension of the autumn water sword, Jiang Feng knows that with his current situation, in the case of using the ninety percent sword intent Qiushui sword, even his own realm and the autumn water sword have not made much progress, but the power of that sword is at least several times stronger.

"I don't know, after I fully comprehend the Qiushui sword, this set of swordsmanship will change. Jiang Feng said expectantly.

And at this moment, outside the door, there was a knock on the door, interrupting Jiang Feng's thoughts.

The sound of knocking on the door, of different lengths, was very urgent, and when he heard the sound, Jiang Feng's brows furrowed suddenly, and as soon as his figure moved, he appeared by the door.

The door opened, and Zhu Ling stood outside the door, his face flushed, with an urgent look that could not be concealed.

"Jiang Shao, it's not good, something happened. Seeing Jiang Feng, Zhu Ling hurriedly said loudly. I640