It is the instinct of animals to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

However, in many cases, the so-called "opportunistic shortcuts" and "occasional shortcuts" seem to save effort and take advantage, but they will also inevitably lose something.

It may be the courage to move forward and be fearless, or it may be the wisdom of the insight into the world and not being surprised, or it may be the fool's simplicity and perseverance.

But for Li Bai, it was a swordsman's determination to be confident that he could cut everything with the sword in his hand.

There has never been a shortage of smart people in this world, but perhaps because they are too smart, they are often too smart and end up with nothing, so from this point of view, these so-called smart people may not be really smart.

It's rare to be confused, and it's the same here.

Those who wield swords should not be afraid of the sky, do not respect ghosts and gods, and can kill traitors and evil spirits at the top.

If a swordsman's temperament is not sharp enough, like a weak bone and his backbone is broken, his sword cannot be as sharp, at best it is only a weapon of murder, like a butcher who slaughters cattle.

Only by going against the current and daring to compete can we truly stand on the top of the strong.

Li Bai went straight out of the Vermilion Bird Gate and came to the Vermilion Bird Avenue, it was the dead of night at this time, and the Qianniu guards at the head of the city were like clay sculptures and wood carvings, standing in their respective posts, but their eyes were looking around fiercely, murderous.

The commander of the Qianniu Guard, who guarded the Vermilion Bird Gate, was also wearing golden armor, and when he saw Li Bai coming out, he snorted coldly: "The curfew has been started, take this token, and from now on, you can walk in the city at will." ”

Li Bai took the token engraved with the word "thousand" on it, nodded and said, "Thank you." ”

The commander couldn't help but look at him twice, and said in surprise: "Yuan Dao is a bold and reckless person, and his heart is higher than the sky, and now it seems that it is better to save it." ”

Li Bai smiled bitterly: "Drinking and making mistakes." ”

The commander showed a "I understand" smile: "I am also a drunken apprentice, but I still feel that you are quite pleasing to the eye, I might as well sue you, after the third watch, be sure not to go out." ”

Li Bai was slightly stunned, nodded and said, "Thank you for the reminder." ”

[Why can't I go out after the third watch?]

[How do I know, I don't even know what time the third is more. 】

[The three watches should refer to the period from 11 a.m. to 1 a.m.] 】

[Isn't that the time of the child, when the Chang'an city management appears!]

【Chang'an City Management?】

[It's Zhong Kui!]

[Zhong Kui? Wouldn't that be able to hit ghosts live broadcast?]

[Does the anchor want to come out at night to take a look at Zhong Kui? I remember that Zhong Kui is not a villain, so I shouldn't embarrass you. 】

He said goodbye to the commander of Qianniuwei and walked straight to Changle Fang.

He also knew what was said on the barrage: after the third watch, Zhong Kui, the ghost of Chang'an, would come to the city from the mysterious "portal", patrol the entire Chang'an City, and eliminate all the people he thought were trying to destroy Chang'an.

This should be the reason why the commander of Qianniuwei warned him not to go out after the third watch.

If Chang'an City is compared to an incomparably huge magic weapon, Zhong Kui can be said to be the "instrument spirit" after the completion of the construction of Chang'an City to a certain extent, as long as it is within the boundaries of Chang'an, no one can resist its power. Because its strength is closely connected to the heart of Chang'an.

Because of this, the object of Zhong Kui's protection is Chang'an City, not the people of the Tang Dynasty who live in Chang'an City.

If someone is plotting a plot to try to subvert the Tang Dynasty here, Zhong Kui may not care, but if someone plots to blow up Chang'an, then he will be banished to eternal darkness by Zhong Kui in minutes.

For example, Jiang Ziya, the primeval magic guide who tried to destroy Chang'an, touched Zhong Kui's reverse scales.

And it was precisely because of Zhong Kui's help that the empress was able to successfully defeat Jiang Ziya, who was stronger than herself and as powerful as a god.

Otherwise, for thousands of years, he has single-handedly directed many major events such as the battle between man and demon, the war of the gods, and promoted the establishment of several great powers, and taught legendary figures including Zhang Liang and the empress that they would never be defeated by their own apprentices.

So Zhong Kui is very dangerous, who knows what his judging criteria are?

Don't want to figure out this kind of inhuman existence with human values, maybe he has already violated Zhong Kui, who regards Chang'an as a forbidden body, by carving words on the Xuanwu Gate during the day?

Fearlessness is never the same as death!

As he continued walking, there was a faint sound of rustling on the silent Suzaku Avenue, and he could feel it, and a few eyes were vaguely following behind him.

He frowned and said in a low voice: "I won't leave Chang'an, I promised her something, so naturally I won't do it." ”

Di Renjie's figure slowly walked out of the darkness and rubbed his temples with some distress.

"Chang'an is now in an eventful time, I didn't want to spy on you, I just hope that you can live in peace and don't make trouble. He waved his hand, and the group of spies that followed behind him all retreated, leaving only a half-blood boy with big ears.

That boy is so short!

Saying that he is a teenager really lifted him up a few points, about one meter three, if you don't count the ears, it should be to Di Renjie's chest.

This should be Di Renjie's assistant Li Yuanfang.

[Yuan Fang Meng Mengda!]

[Natal heroes appear!Scatter flowers!]

[It's only one meter three, just past Di Renjie's chest, this is too short, right?]

[What do you know, this is called the cutest height difference.] 】

[I have watched four Di Renjie movies, I think this is the worst time Yuan Fang was hacked. 】

Li Bai nodded: "I will." ”

Yuan Fang's crisp voice sounded: "You also promised it before......"

Li Bai's words were astringent.

What else can I say?

He had no choice but to promise: "I won't drink anymore until I defeat that Dongying man." ”

Di Renjie patted Li Yuanfang's shoulder, said "um", and was about to leave.

In the end, he still dropped a sentence: "That swordsman is called Miyamoto Musashi, and the sword flow created in two days has not yet been perfected, and there may be flaws, this is your only chance to win, take advantage of it." ”

Li Bai nodded silently.

"I went first, and today I found traces of the Yin and Yang family and the fallen god believers in the city. Good luck with your best of luck. ”

Li Bai frowned slightly and asked, "Can I go out after the third watch?"

Yuan Fang grinned and said, "This big brother, some secrets are not so easy to inquire about. ”

As soon as the words fell, Di Renjie was heard replying: "Although Your Majesty has made an alliance with that person, but that person is not restricted much, and tonight I still rely on that person to help me eliminate the fallen god believers, and it is better not to go out after the next few days." ”

Li Yuanfang and Di Renjie, one tall and one short, gradually drifted apart, and Li Yuanfang could vaguely be heard complaining about Di Renjie "not giving him face" and the like.

Li Bai retracted his gaze, his expression was uncertain, and he was actually a little jealous in his heart.

It's really Miyamoto Musashi...... That Miyamoto Musashi, who is said to be known as a sword master in the future and become one of the best masters in the world?

The plot is not completely consistent with the background of Glory of Kings, which shows that his so-called prophetic foresight is estimated to be useless.

But it doesn't mean much, to be honest, he really hasn't gotten much inspiration from the background story of the glory of the king, and now he knows very well that his understanding of this king continent is still very shallow.

Raise your head, the moon is round.

There are lanterns hanging in Changle Fang, which are still brightly lit and lively, and the curfew in Chang'an is just not allowed to walk on the street in the middle of the night, and no matter how much you toss in your yard when you close the door, you won't break the ban. The same is true for wine shops, and the same is true for Qinglou.

In addition, the residents in Changle Fang are either rich or expensive, and the officials will naturally choose to turn a blind eye.

Qianniuwei's token allowed him to go back to Changle Fang and live in that restaurant again.

Li Bai sat on the bed, leaned the sword box against his hand, the cold soaked his body, and began to cultivate the Sutra of Salvation, raising the sword box not only to raise the sword, but also to raise people.

In the early hours of the morning, he suddenly opened his eyes and said firmly: "Qinglian, take me a sword!"

The sky swirled, and he came to the lonely mountain again, and a sword came west, and the sword qi in the sky was divided into a thin sword, which smashed down like a star.

Qinglian frowned slightly, and said, "It's too scattered, although the momentum is huge, but the lethality is not enough." ”

The sword blades touched, Li Bai's huge sword momentum collapsed in an instant, he was pierced through his throat by the cold sword blade, but his face did not change at all, and he said in a deep voice: "Come again!"

Wounds heal instantly.

The Qinglian Sword Immortal on the lonely mountain nodded, his expression showed a rare look of approval, and then he took out his sword again, and it simply pierced Li Bai's throat neatly.

"Idiot! That's not how you want to drink. ”

"Come again!"

"Fool! you're going to use your pen to draw circles!"

"Go on!"

"You've insulted the Sword of the River!"

"Can you stop talking about it?" Li Bai, whose wound had healed again, said depressedly.

Qinglian Sword Immortal shook his head indifferently: "No, when facing the enemy, even the opponent's language interference is not exempt from vulgarity, it's just stupid!"

"You have a good point, I can't argue with it...... Look at the sword!" Li Baiqian suddenly took out his sword.

Qinglian sneered: "It's cheap, but it doesn't make sense." ”

......

The strange creature roaming in the void stared at the dreams below like colorful bubbles, as if gluttonous food was looking at the endless delicacies, it was like an enlarged version of the blue fat rabbit, drooling from the corners of its mouth.

Suddenly, its eyes lit up, and it found the deepest nightmare in the multicolored bubbles, which was probably the most wonderful food it had ever seen.

Come, let me save you, poor child.

It vaguely smelled the scent of the nightmare and discerned the implications.

It was death after death.

Oh my God, how unlucky is it to dream of death again and again in their dreams?

It felt that that person was really unlucky, but at the same time, it felt that it was really lucky that even such an unlucky person could meet, otherwise wouldn't it miss such a wonderful feast?

It swooped headlong into the nightmare, opening its mouth wide to devour it.

But then I saw two identical young men in white staring at it coldly, and a feeling that made its scalp tingle rose from the bottom of its heart.

Its open mouth couldn't help but close, looking very cute.

This is...... What's the situation?

The young men in white talked: "Here is a good sparring partner." ”

"Shall I try?"

With a sword slash, the fat rabbit was caught off guard, and was beaten to the point of urine, complaining about how could there be such a rude human in this world while running?

In the dream realm, the vast majority of people are very weak, even some strong people cannot pose a threat to a creature like it, and the nightmare should be devoured by it, and what it needs is what the devoured can't wait to get rid of, so it is rarely resisted.

An endless rain of swords began to appear in the sky, and the blades of the swords intersected one after another, forming a rough sword formation to trap it.

It tries to absorb the power of the nightmare and transform itself into a giant beast. But I found that the world in this dream was like reality, and the original sumptuous meal had turned into hard steel, and it couldn't bite anything, but was slashed out of its teeth.

Li Bai withdrew his sword and sneered: "This rabbit has a sturdy skin." ”

Qinglian Sword Immortal nodded: "Strong enough to be worthy of being a sandbag, your idea of using the Ten Thousand Sword Technique to use the magic pen is right, but it is still too shallow, continue to practice." ”

The wailing fat rabbit was beaten all night, and was let go by the two monsters at dawn the next day.

It ran away in a panic, feeling sorry for its beautiful fur while searching for the dreams of some nobles who were still asleep, and it was frightened. However, the amount is still too small.

There are really very few people who are qualified to sleep well during the day.

It ate and ate and became more and more fat, and finally, it broke into a dream that seemed delicious enough.

It overlooks the blue planet, with towering buildings lining each other. The cart that did not need to be drawn by a horse shuttled rapidly, and the long-winged iron bird roared past.

It's a familiar scene, once in the dreams of its owner.

"Master, are you resurrected?"

It almost wanted to jump in surprise, but the next moment, the long ring ruler whistled and fell.

"Zhuang Zhou, take care of your Kun...... Eh, no......"

The old master, who looked a little poor, embarrassedly withdrew his ring ruler and said, "How is it, it's not hurt, right?"

A large bag popped out of its head the moment his words fell.

It wanted to shed tears aggrievedly, covered its head with a pair of paws, shook its ears, sat on the ground and began to cry.

The old master scratched his head and sneered, "Come here...... I'll add a buff to your head. ”

The cute fat rabbit felt the kindness of the other party, and leaned over aggrieved, wanting to get the so-called "BUFF", but it turned out to be another ring ruler.

"Let you disturb the old man's sleep!"

The voice was vicious, and the fat rabbit was stunned and wanted to run, but it was pulled out of its ears again, and it crackled the ring ruler, and beat it to tears.

How can humans be so shameless?

......

Mengqi, born from dreams, can devour the powerful self of nightmares, and can also borrow the power of nightmares to drive away enemies and avoid disasters, and is also one of the heroes in the glory of kings.

Li Bai knew that the other party was in possession of the fragments of the Book of Heaven, and the Book of Heaven was all-encompassing, representing all the knowledge possessed by the earth in the thirtieth century, and it could be called the most precious treasure in the world.

However, he was not moved, because he knew very well that he was not the future master of the Book of Heaven.

He took off his sword and crossed his knees, and continued to comprehend swordsmanship.

There are still three days to go, and all he has to do is sharpen his sword even more sharply in these three days!

ps: In the Tang Dynasty book 'Tang Liudian', there is an account of a god called "Moqi" eating dreams, and there is also a saying that this is confused with a dream tapir, and the name of Mengqi should be taken from one of the characters.