"Shui Chi, thank you for the great kindness of the second master Bao. ”

"Shui Chi, I implore Second Master Bao to return my father's sword. ”

"That's ...... My father's centuries-old literary name!"

Chen Shuichi's plea really made Baoyu helpless.

If it is something else, giving it is giving, and it is not a matter of returning it.

But the treasure of the gentleman's sword, if you give it back, it is a slap in the face of Chen Longbow.

Moreover, in front of the people of the world, he used a sharp nail board to ram Chen Changgong's face.

Baoyu saw Chen Shuichi crying with pear blossoms and rain, and Brother Huan'er also followed, with a worried face, so he shook his head helplessly.

"Money seeks the country!"

Baoyu shouted, and saw Qian Mouguo suddenly appear, and left abruptly, taking Chen Shuichi and Jia Huan away together, without saying any nonsense.

Qian Mouguo understands this aspect better, and as Qian Mouguo, he is more convincing than what he said.

...

The ambition of the top talent is completely beyond Baoyu's imagination.

But the embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed in the anthill, even with the perseverance of these talents, after being knocked out by the gentleman's sword of the ten thousand two levels, they could not withstand the beating of time.

Three months later, the first show set foot on the shore.

As soon as he came ashore, it was as if the condemned prisoner had been granted amnesty, and he frantically poured seven or eight bowls of hot soup.

There was an angry scolding behind him, and this Xiucai just poured hot soup on his own, and when he finished pouring it, he turned his head and stared at his former companion.

What kind of eyes are that?

Not guilt, not sadness, but a particularly calm, clear-conscience expression.

"Do you think I'm wrong? I can go on and suffer with you. ”

This Xiucai slowly stepped into the icy stream, and then looked up to the sky and sighed, and said abruptly: "The founder of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who is the person?

Ladies and gentlemen, don't you think that the attitude of Fadao Confucianism towards the demon clan is too partial and comprehensive?"

As soon as the voice fell, some people continued to scold angrily, and some people lowered their heads in thought.

This Xiucai walked up to the person who scolded the loudest, and bent down slightly so that he could look the person in the eye.

He got too close, which made the angry Xiucai a little uncomfortable, but the angry Xiucai still stood still.

"Do you think I'm wrong?"

Bai Liming chuckled softly.

...

Baoyu was still in the house, pushing open the window and looking at this moment with a smile.

The attacker asked playfully: "Master, you seem to value this Baili Ming a lot, but he is the first to soften, is his heart not enough?"

Baoyu shook his head and said with a smile: "On the contrary, this Baili Ming is the first person to regain his calm in the previous matter of the Gentleman's Sword. ”

Sure enough, the best is always the most thoughtful, and he is also the first to abandon his original ideas and take refuge in him.

Baoyu closed the window, because he already understood that the next step would be a process of accumulation.

The best have already surrendered, so a little bit, a little bit again, it's only a matter of time before they surrender to him.

"Attacker, you go and tell Zhao Guining, and then let him deal with these showman's affairs. ”

"What about you?"

"I'm going to retreat. ”

That's right, Baoyu is going into retreat.

In the past three months, Baoyu has smelted nine zhang Wenshan, and now the height of his Wenshan is only thirty-eight zhang, and the concentration of talent is enough to write three best poems in a row.

And the three poems are precisely the limit of the blessing of the sword soul.

[When Luo Changying blessed the sword soul of the overlord, it was blessed in an instant, but unfortunately I didn't have her kind of ability, and after three months of training, it was just to make the scholarly sword soul obey my call. 】

[However, it is not enough to just obey the call, you must bless the sword soul on the weapon in order to exert its true effect. 】

Baoyu remembered the arrogance and heroism of the scholarly Qi Sword Soul when it was born, and couldn't help but pull out the gentleman's sword and caress the blade with his fingers.

The gentleman's sword of the 10,000 taels level, cut by a few zhang high hard mountain stones, is like fire butter, and it is already a first-class weapon in the world.

If you are blessed with the sword of scholarly qi, which is also a first-class sword soul in the world, what kind of power will it be?

Baoyu's heart was full of anticipation, and he inserted the gentleman's sword back into the sheath, and took out the best three ten-button papers on his body.

Of course, there is also the third edition of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which carries the sword of book business.

The first four episodes of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" have been copied by the old masters and academicians, and they are being studied to death.

And this first version of the original, Baoyu has been holding it in his own hands.

I saw Baoyu lightly on the paper, and the hilts of the two sides of the sword of scholarly qi slowly emerged from the paper.

This was followed by a dark purple sword, and ......

A silver-white blade!

Baoyu has seen it many times, but when he looks at it again, it still seems to see an angry young man, the sword light dances wildly around his body, piercing the thousands of troops, cutting the head of the general, and even more able to break through the dragon and the phoenix.

And that unparalleled blade is still not stained with blood......

I saw that the sword of the scholar's qi suddenly reversed, and the blade was facing the sky.

The scholar is angry and scolds Fang Xuan!

When the road is uneven, everything is cut!

Baoyu seemed to hear such a sentence, and in a sonorous voice, he held the hilt of the sword with one hand.

The hilt of the sword, which had not been touched before, was like a real thing at this time, allowing him to firmly grasp it in the palm of his hand.

At the same time, a faint sword roar turned into two lines of big characters, which burned into his mind.

The sword is nameless, but the division is famous!

The sword of will, which can compete with the sky!

"Hahaha, good, what a good one to fight with the sky! This time I will bless you on the gentleman's sword, see if you can really let me ......"

Baoyu only felt that the blood and qi all over his body were surging, from the body to the spirit, and from the spirit to the soul, there was nothing wrong with it, and there was no place that was not excited.

Baoyu laughed loudly, squinted her eyes, and between her teeth, word by word popped out.

"It's up to you, if you can, really let me ...... Fight with the sky!"

Bite~~

The sword of scholarly qi trembled, and at this moment, the gentleman's sword was automatically unsheathed, emitting a crisp tremor like music.

The two tremble together, and the two complement each other.

I only heard a trembling sound, and the sword and sword soul suddenly merged;

Two trembling sounds, on top of the merged sword body, countless purple electric lights exploded wildly, shattering the entire house like a spider web!

The two brothers, Zhao Guining, and Leyangshen...... Many people shouted in horror, hurriedly raised their demonic energy, and ran wildly in the direction of Baoyu.

But when he got closer, he stopped in astonishment.

I saw that the purple lightning that broke through the house seemed to have no restraints, and it burst into the sky, and in the purple thunder and lightning in the sky, Baoyu seemed to be a god descending from the sky, gently holding the fire and black hair.

[The sword of the book's spirit, the sword of the gentleman......]

Baoyu thought to herself, thinking about which poem to write.

The blessing of the sword soul can bless up to three poems, but it does not mean that the blessing of three poems can exert the greatest power.

In fact, among the three poems, as long as one of them can be accepted by the sword of scholarly qi or the sword of the gentleman, the blessing will be considered a success.

But if the level of the poem is not enough, and it is rejected by both, then a chance is lost.

At the same time, what is lost is also two percent of the power after the successful blessing.

The loss is too great, so Baoyu has to think carefully -

In the end, what kind of poetry should be used?

"It's ...... Sword Soul Blessing?"

"Oh my God, the Ten Thousand Two Levels Gentleman's Sword is already a sharp weapon of heaven and earth, and with the blessing of the sword soul, in this world, will no one be able to stop Jia Baoyu's ascent path?"

More than 100 Xiucai in the stream screamed, frustrated and lamented.

And the riots they started did not attract anyone's attention.

Whether it is Zhao Guining and Wang Xingde, who are bent on following, or the two Leyang brothers who want to hug their thighs, or Zhai Mingsheng, who is unpredictable, they are all staring at Baoyu, and their hearts are like a rainstorm and waves churning back and forth, I don't know what it feels like.

"Sword Soul Blessing, what kind of chapter is this first one?"

Everyone held this thought, closed their mouths, suppressed their demeanor, and did not dare to disturb Baoyu.

After all, this blessing of the sword soul requires more thinking than ordinary poetry and lyrics.

And Baoyu is indeed very contradictory at this time.

[Hasn't it already been decided? This one, I want to use Jia Dao's "Swordsman"!]

Jia Dao is a famous poet of the Tang Dynasty, and his masterpiece "Swordsman" has been praised for more than a thousand years, and until the 21st century, it is still a popular classic.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried.

Who has a grievance today?

This poem is just a five-word poem, but its spirit, its atmosphere, has the great ability to transcend five words, and even ten thousand words!

Wu Jingfu once commented: Read the biography of the assassins, if you don't have such a thrilling sound of two crosses, who is lonely and short rhyme!

[Who is lonely and short rhyme!]

Thinking of this evaluation, Baoyu suddenly put down her pen and wanted to write it down.

But suddenly, Baoyu's other hand pinched the wrist holding the pen, and only half a minute away, the ink was about to fall on the paper.

[No! Absolutely not!

Although the meaning of "Swordsman" is worth a thousand words, although "Swordsman" is also very in line with the sword of the book's temperament, but it is a five-word poem, just a five-word poem!] Please Baidu "throw the book network" Thank you for your support!