As mentioned last time, Liang Wenzhen and his gang set off for Wuyin Mountain, wanting to enter the Yuantangjing again, hoping to go to a peaceful world. Considering going to another time and space, the silver ticket is not good, Liang Wenzhen brought silver taels and gold bars. This time the luck was no longer good, and he waited for more than a month, and finally waited for the five stars to appear at the same time, and Liang Wenzhen led everyone into the wormhole. After inquiring about passers-by, I learned that when I came to the vicinity of Chang'an, during the Kaiyuan period, that is, the era of Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, the Anshi Rebellion was coming soon, and it was still the eve of the troubled times. Liang Wenzhen and others entered Chang'an, passing by the Taoist Ziji Palace, and everyone went in to ask for water to drink. Liang Wenzhen mispronounced the name, Master Li corrected it, and an old man was very disdainful when he heard it. Liang Wenzhen saw the statue of the gods and recited Su Dongpo's poems, which attracted the admiration of the old man. Liang Wenzhen Daoming recited the poems of his friends, and learned that the old man in front of him was the current Ministry of Industry Shangshu, the great poet He Zhizhang. During the conversation, He Lao had a heroic temperament, and Master Li Xu Miaoyin was thick-skinned and praised his Langjun. Lu Zhishen praised Liang Wen for being really carefree, making him like a flying immortal outside the sky, and the poets and immortals were afraid of him. When a Xuan Ang man outside the gate heard about it, he didn't like them to brag nonsense, and he called himself a swordsman and wanted to ask for a few tricks. Liang Wenzhen thought that he would not make the sword shirk, and Xu Miaoyin brazenly accepted the challenge in order to fight for face.

"Alas, alas, this is the current Ministry of Industry Shangshu He Lao He Zhizhang, Hugh is rude." At this time, the old Taoist priest came over, saw this scene, and hurriedly said. "He Zhizhang? Are you He Zhizhang He Shangshu? The man was about to go out to the open field to meet the battle, stopped, looked at He Zhizhang and asked in surprise. The old man is, I don't know the name of the strong man? He Zhizhang nodded. Please forgive the younger generation for not knowing Mount Tai, under the surname Li Mingbai, today I can see the seniors, Li Bai is fortunate in three lives! The man immediately bowed and saluted.

"You, you are the legendary poet immortal Li Bai?" He Zhizhang stood up abruptly and said in surprise. When Liang Wenzhen, Li Shishi, Lin Chong, Xu Fan and others heard this, they were all stunned and looked at Li Bai. Xu Miaoyin's hand holding the sword relaxed, and she didn't expect that the person in front of her who was going to fight was the famous poet immortal Li Bai, who was at a loss for a while.

"He Lao, Li Bailang has a false name, it's rare that He Lao has heard of it." Li Bai stepped forward and bowed deeply again, very respectfully. He Zhizhang is highly respected, and he should receive this great gift. "Hugh be polite, Mr. Taibai is polite. Come on, come on, drink tea together. This Liang brother and his group of brothers and family members also met for the first time here, and they were very close to each other, so they drank tea and talked together. He Zhizhang said while letting Li Bai sit down. In Xia Liang Wenzhen, he has long admired the name of Shixian! Liang Wenzhen hugged his fists and saluted. It turned out to be Brother Liang, and I was fortunate to meet him. He Lao, Shi Cai was angry for a while, and wanted to learn from Brother Liang, since the opportunity is rare, this lady is proficient in swordsmanship, so let's learn to cheer everyone up. Li Bai said.

"Brother Liang, look?" He Zhizhang turned his head and asked Liang Wenzhen. "It doesn't matter, this is a cheap one, who once learned swordsmanship with a teacher, and is very conceited about her own kung fu, so it's good to let her understand the power of Shixian." Liang Wenzhen said calmly. Hahahaha, Liang Wen couldn't stop laughing in his heart. Li Bai is a poet immortal who has never been seen before or since, and everyone in the world knows it, but if you want to say that he is a swordsman and a kung fu master, he is not well-known, and there is no record in the history books.

I remember that he said in the poem "Chivalrous Journey" that if you kill one person in ten steps, you will not stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. Li Bai sang the praises of how the chivalrous men in ancient times were so good, I am afraid that the scholars envy the freedom of others, but it is not Li Bai who boasts of kung fu. Li Bai wrote to his cousin in the poem also has the sentence "Get out of the white blade, kill people in the red dust", which is to recall the time when he was young and frivolous, hanging his children, rampant in the streets, and some scenes of a happy life. Liang Wenzhen decided that Li Bai called himself a swordsman, and he was blowing nonsense, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

"Since Brother Liang agreed, Mr. Taibai must be careful when he makes a move, and he must not hurt other people's daughters." He Zhizhang said. "I would like to follow the words of Elder He." Li Bai arched his hand. After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and motioned for Xu Miaoyin to go to the open space. "It's ugly, Li Shixian." Xu Miaoyin's face flushed, and she walked out. Everyone got up one after another and gathered in the open space in the courtroom. Lu Zhishen, Lin Chong, Wu Song, and Yang Xiong had never seen Xu Miaoyin's swordsmanship, and they were also very curious. The Taoist priest in the view saw that there was a lively scene to see, and he also ran over to look. "Miao Yin be careful, don't get hurt." Liang Wenzhen is a husband, so he should remind him.

"Please!" "Please!" Li Bai and Xu Miaoyin each made a humble gesture and confronted each other. Li Bai held a sword in his right hand, Yuan Yu Yuezhi, a sect of grandmaster demeanor, waiting for Xu Miaoyin to attack. As a man, you naturally have to be polite. "Look at the sword-" Xu Miaoyin was light and agile, and the sword was like lightning, stabbing in the direction of Li Bai's left hand. Li Bai saw that the sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, and he attacked quickly, and hurriedly swung his sword to block. Who expected that Xu Miaoyin didn't use his old move, turned his hand and pointed at Li Bai's right rib, Li Bai was so frightened that he retreated again and again. Xu Miaoyin stepped forward, one sword on the left and one sword on the right, each sword was not old, and then the sword was stabbed out again. Xu Miaoyin's figure is graceful, like a fairy in the sky dancing a neon dance, graceful and colorful, and everyone is stunned. Li Bai blocked left and right, sweating all over his head. Fortunately, Xu Miaoyin did not mean to hurt the great poet, otherwise Li Bai would have already had dozens of transparent holes on his body.

"Miao Yin, stop!" Liang Wenzhen saw that Li Bai was vulnerable, and hurriedly shouted. "Take!" Xu Miaoyin jumped out of the circle and said coquettishly. "Heroine, heroine's subordinates are merciful, Li Bai doesn't know swordsmanship, he calls himself a swordsman, ashamed, ashamed!" Li Bai's face turned pale and said indifferently. "Shixian doesn't have to be ashamed, he is a professional sword practitioner, Shixian is a romantic poet, and the interlacing is like a mountain." Liang Wenzhen couldn't help but laugh and comforted. "Exactly, a literati bachelor, but a scholar fights and kills, and is not a system." He Zhizhang said. "What Elder He blames is that Li Bai Menglang is gone." Li Baidao.

"The poet immortal writes poems, shocking the world and weeps ghosts and gods, it is better to take this opportunity to Liang Lang to perform some kung fu, and I can't say that the poet immortal can write a wonderful poem." Master Li's voice was like a warbler's cry. When Li Bai heard this, he looked at Master Li and secretly marveled in his heart. This surname Liang is not simple, the ladies are so stunning, like a fairy descending to earth. Li Bai was so stupid that he forgot the embarrassment of the sword competition just now. Looking at Xu Miaoyin, Hu Sanniang, Bai Yujiao, Hua Sumei, they are all ordinary closed moon and shy flowers, sinking fish and geese, it is really difficult to describe any poem.

"Mr. Taibai, what do you think?" He Zhizhang said. "Shixian, He Lao asked you!" The Dao Leader of the Purple Pole Palace, who was standing behind Li Bai, saw that Li Bai did not respond, and opened his mouth to remind. "Ah, Old He, please bear with me, Li Bai is still immersed in the exquisite realm of this lady's swordsmanship." Li Bai woke up and said abruptly. "Okay, but it's irreverent, I'll show you my nunchuck." Liang Wenzhen took out a stick from Zhao Min's burden and went to the open space to stand still. Liang Wenzhen took a horse step and brought out the nunchucks, one stick on the left and one on the left, all of which were connected by two pieces, and the attack points were endlessly changing, and the tiger was dazzling.

"Good!" "Master, you're slippery!" Xu Fan and Zhao Min cheered loudly. "Brother Liang's weapon kung fu, the nunchuck is probably on top of the long stick." Lin Chongdao. "If the Sprinkler family hits this stick, I'm afraid that I won't be able to hit anyone, and I will only hit the Sprinkle family!" Lu Zhishen also praised. "In vain, I claim to be proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, but I don't know this double chunchuck, so I underestimate him." Wu Song Road. "Brother Liang is really powerful, if I listened to him back then, I, Yang Xiong, would be able to mix five people and six people." Yang Xiong said.

"Okay-" "Kung Fu is deep! Many Taoist priests watched for a long time, and they also saw the doorway, and couldn't help but cheer loudly. The Taoist chief held the dust whisk in his hand and bowed his head slightly. He Zhizhang had no interest in dancing with guns and sticks, but he was surprised that Liang Wenzhen was really a man of both civil and military skills, and he was only eight buckets high, which was of great use. Li Bai was dumbfounded, he couldn't imagine that this man, who looked the same age as himself and looked like a weak scholar, actually had a unique skill, and he heard that the poets and immortals were also afraid of him, saying that people were blowing nonsense, which could be said to be very reckless.

"Hey-" Liang Wenzhen retracted, two nunchucks clamped under his armpits, and then put away the sticks and clenched his fists around. "It's ugly, and you can laugh and laugh." Liang Wenzhen said with a smile. "Liang Lang-" Xu Miaoyin, Li Shishi, Hu Sanniang, Bai Yujiao, Hua Sumei, and five people stepped forward to help, and some wiped Liang Wenzhen's sweat with handkerchiefs. "Brother Liang, it's hard work, drink tea!" He Zhizhang said. "Good!" Liang Wenzhen re-seated, Li Bai gave Liang Wenzhen a thumbs up, and also sat down to drink tea. The little Taoist priest brought two low tables and a dozen low stools, gave tea and fruits, and the rest of the people sat around to eat.

"Brother Liang's kung fu is superb, and Li Bai was reckless before. Come, replace wine with tea, Li Bai will give you a cup. Li Bai raised his glass to Liang Wenzhen and said. The poet fairy does not have to be polite, the poems you wrote shook the ancient and modern, such as towering mountains, it can be said that there is no one before and no one after him, and the little brother admires it tightly. "Liang Wenzhen said." Yes, Mr. Taibai is only eight years old, and this time he came to Beijing, could it be that he met friends with literature? He Zhizhang asked.

"Hey, I don't know, Li Bai wandered the world to seek like-minded friends, but now he is thirty-five years old, and he has not achieved anything, which is sad and lamentable. It was the first fortunate thing in my life to meet He Lao here. Li Baixin has recently written a few poems, and he also hopes that he will be upright. After Li Bai finished speaking, he took out a stack of papers from his sleeve, unfolded it and presented it to He Zhizhang with both hands. He Zhizhang took it and read it with great interest.

"Is Shu difficult?" He Zhizhang asked. "Exactly, Li Bai wrote about the difficulty of Shu Dao, but he was not confined to the law." Li Baidao. Master Li, who was sitting at the low table behind Liang Wenzhen, suddenly had the idea of mischief at this time, and immediately chanted:

The danger is high! The difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky! Silkworms and fish, the founding of the country is at a loss. He is 48,000 years old, and he is not populated with Qinsai. There is a bird road in Xidang Taibai, which can cross the top of Emei. The earth collapsed and the mountain destroyed the strong man to death, and then the ladder stone stacks were hooked together. There is a high standard of six dragons returning to the sun, and there is a return to the river with a wave and a reversal. The flight of the yellow crane is not yet passable, and the ape wants to spend his sorrow and climb. The green mud is a panpan, and a hundred steps and nine folds linger on the rocks. He sat on his back and sighed with his hands. Ask when you will return to the west, and you can't climb the rocks. But when I saw the ancient trees of the Sad Bird, the male and the female flew around the forest. I heard Zigui crying the night moon again, worrying about the empty mountain, the difficulty of the Shu road, and the difficulty of going to the blue sky!

"Wait!" A shout came, and everyone was startled, but it was Li Bai who stood up and spoke, and everyone's eyes focused on Li Bai. Master Li hadn't finished chanting yet, so he quickly stopped, covered his mouth and smiled. It's also thanks to her that she has such a good memory, if it is Liang Wenzhen, although she learned it in middle school, she couldn't memorize it. Besides, even if I had memorized it at the time, I have long forgotten it now. "This Liang brother's wife, Li Bai wrote this poem and never showed it to anyone, where have you seen this poem?" Li Bai's expression changed greatly, as if he had seen a ghost, and he still opened his mouth wide after asking, and his eyes were wide open. Xu Miaoyin, Hu Sanniang, Xu Fan, Zhao Min, Bai Yujiao, Hua Sumei and others showed a smile on their faces, passing on their eyes, each with a naughty look.

"The old man sits opposite this lady, the back of the paper is facing her, she can't see it, but how can she chant it?" He Zhizhang raised his head and asked suspiciously. "There is a poet immortal who once wrote a poem about Shu Dao, because the poem was written vividly and gorgeously, and was overflowing with talent, and was recited by others, so the little woman remembered the whole poem." Master Li put away his smile and said seriously. Lin Chong, Lu Zhishen, Wu Song, and Yang Xiong also heard the mechanism, and they all smirked.

"Master, don't talk nonsense!" Liang Wenzhen reproached. "In this way, Li Bai plagiarized other people's poems in order to gain fame and reputation?" Li Bai's face turned red, as if he had seen the most impossible thing in the world, and said angrily. "Since Mr. Taibai's poem has never been shown, the old man also wants to know the truth." He Zhizhang looked at Li Bai, and then at Liang Wenzhen, Li Shishi and others. "Elder He, Li Shixian, don't listen to my teacher's nonsense, she is deliberately mischievous." Liang Wenzhen stood up and pressed Li Bai's shoulder.

"Brother Liang, what is the mystery in it?" As soon as Li Bai heard Liang Wenzhen's words, he breathed a sigh of relief, his face returned to normal, and he sat down and asked. "Shi Shi said that there is a poet who has written this poem, but who is this poet except Li Shixian?! You may not know that in another two thousand years, the name of the poet immortal is still unique to Li Bai. "Liang Wenzhen said." Oh, it turns out that she was reciting the poem by Mr. Taibai, but where did she read this poem? He Zhizhang suddenly realized, and then asked with a puzzled face.

"You don't know, my teacher has had special abilities since he was a child, but he doesn't always work. This peculiar ability is that the eyes can sometimes see through the paper and see the words on it. The paper in He Lao's hand, although the back was facing her, was read by her, and she had the heart to make a joke, so it was so. Liang Wenzhen said slowly. Lu Zhishen, Lin Chong, Niu Ren, Xu Fan, Hu Sanniang, Xu Miaoyin, Bai Yujiao, Hua Sumei and others couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

"Hahahaha, I see, I see!" He Zhizhang also laughed heartily. "I can't imagine that among Brother Liang and his party, there are endless capable people, amazing, amazing!" Li Bai was in a good mood and gave a thumbs up. "This "Wuqi Song", Mr. Taibai is also very wonderful, good poetry, wonderful poetry!" He Zhizhang praised loudly. "He Lao praised it." Li Bai said modestly. "There is no good poetry but no good wine, how can it be true! Let's go out for a drink! Dao Chief, are you going too? He Zhizhang asked. Monks are not good at drinking, and the next time He Lao comes to drink tea, he will not go to the poor road. "Long way." The Sprinkle family waited for this moment, but they waited for a long time. Lu Zhishen said in a low voice. Me don't. Wu Song said. Everyone got up and said goodbye to the Taoist chief and went out.

Liang Wenzhen and his gang encountered a challenge from Li Bai, who claimed to be a swordsman, but Li Bai's kung fu was very sparse, and he was beaten by Xu Miaoyin and had no power to fight back. Master Li's prank almost broke Li Bai. Everyone went to drink, and there was a good story. Liang Wenzhen was recommended to the imperial court by He Zhizhang, and was reused by Tang Xuanzong. Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.