Following the line of sight of Bai Qi's military soul, Ling Lang looked up, but above the sky in the direction of the Great Grain Mountain, an old general wearing a helmet and armor, white eyebrows and white beard, and a vigorous face looked at the sword.

The old general didn't answer, just watched quietly. He is a dogmatic person, he has been dead for a thousand years, and he has to save his "body" in this temple, only protect the people here, and never talk about personal enmity and national affairs. After a while, he clenched his fists lightly and walked away incognito.

Ling Lang saw that Lian Po's soul did not have any more disputes, and just wanted to congratulate Bai Qijun's soul, when Guan Gong's holy soul next to him suddenly changed his face, and he shouted "go" in his mouth, and he couldn't help but say, taking Ling Lang with him, he returned to the homestay where he was staying.

In his room, Ling Lang saw a "person" dressed as a scholar, holding a jade gourd, pouring two sips of wine, while surrounding Ling Lang's body, looking at it with interest.

The wisp of soul that Ling Lang left in his body was not a reminder from Guan Gong's holy soul, and the other party didn't know what secret treasure he used to hide the soul body breath, but he didn't find this person. Ling Lang felt a palpitation in his heart, and when he saw the slight smile on the man's face, he felt a chill again.

Seeing Ling Lang's soul body return, the man turned his head and smiled, clasped his fists like an ancient scholar and saluted, and introduced himself: "My name is Li Mingyu, and I am here today without malicious intentions. ”

At this time, Bai Qijun's soul and Guan Gong's holy soul both hid their figures, and there were generally outsiders, and they didn't want to show up until the critical moment, but Guan Gong's holy soul reminded him with soul thoughts: "This person is at the peak of the four realms, and the jade gourd in his hand is an innate spiritual treasure, so you have to be careful." ”

Ling Lang's heart sank after hearing this, the other party was not only a Jade Soul cultivator, but also an old antique holding an innate magic weapon, which was definitely not an ordinary person. Although the other party stated that there was no malicious intent, he knew that there was no malicious intent, it was just a certain premise, and if there was a disagreement or dispute, then say it separately. The more persistent people are, the more tolerant they are on the surface, and the unscrupulousness in the bottom is actually the same.

Ling Lang didn't know why he was being targeted by this person.

Before he could figure out how ugly he was, he heard the other party continue: "I could have met you a long time ago, but there was such a big movement in the Skull Temple, and I couldn't get in, so I had no choice but to wait for you here." ”

The fake identity of the dragon group, was it exposed so quickly?

The other party looked to be less than thirty years old, but he was like an old fox, and he seemed to know what Ling Lang was thinking at once: "Don't worry, your identity is well hidden for the time being." It's just that no matter how well the dragon group's secrecy work is done, people who want to check can still find some clues, of course, outsiders don't have this convenience. ”

"What are you looking for me?", Ling Lang didn't return to his physical body at all, and asked directly with his soul body, he felt that if there was anything going on, it would be more convenient.

"I was asked to try you. I don't know why, I didn't want to come, but it was an order from someone I couldn't blame. I have a headache, knowing that I am most afraid of trouble, so I want to come. After speaking, the other party raised the gourd and took a sip, the aroma of the wine overflowed, but even if it smelled, it could make people's souls calm and calm, and their thoughts were smooth.

It can be directly drunk to the soul, and it has such a moisturizing effect, the thing that holds the wine is a spiritual treasure, and the wine is naturally extraordinary. It's just that I don't know where the Tianjiao character came from has such a background.

"Oh, how do you want to try?" Ling Lang didn't bother to ask where the other party came from, let alone who entrusted him.

The other party seemed to be a little surprised by Ling Lang's calmness, and looked at Ling Lang with interest.

"Although the latest information about you, the dragon group has been completely destroyed. But according to the previous intelligence analysis, your soul realm should already be in the early stage of the Four Realms, and in order to determine this, I, a lazy person who only wanted to hide and drink and flirt with my junior sister, had no choice but to come. The man had been in a broken mind, and seemed quite unhappy that he had been sent to carry out the matter.

"Come on, then, we won't waste any time. Mountain, mountain, mountain, mountain......" Ling Lang is not a person who talks much, and it is no longer a way for the other party to find here, and then escape.

"Refreshing, if you don't dislike it, you are a friend, and I, Li Mingyu, will make up my mind. Although the other party is a very verbose person, he is very appreciative of the character of others who show off their cars and horses and do not drag mud and water.

Seeing Ling Lang Soul Mountain come out, he wanted to raise the gourd and take another sip, but he felt a little distressed, shook it, shook it, put it down again, and muttered, "Come out, Brother Qinglian." ”

After speaking, a person who is not tall, but has a divine gaze, is the so-called: his eyes are blazing, like a hungry tiger. A man with a towering bun, a flowing robe, a wine jug in his left hand, and a wine glass in his right hand, with an extraordinary flowing temperament, appeared in front of Ling Lang.

He was wearing a green soap-colored straight-placked robe, with a very good drape, an auspicious cloud pattern belt around his waist, a three-foot long sword tied on the left side, and a piece of ink jade of excellent jade quality, the shape seemed rough but simple and gloomy. The bun is only tied with a silver ribbon at will, there is no crown, no hairpin, a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind on the forehead, intertwined with the silver ribbon and flying, three locks of thin beards under the forehead, romantic and flowing, the table of the eight extremes of fugue.

I saw him walking slowly, taking a step to drink a drink, and singing in his mouth: "I am at ease in the middle of the world, I am a fairy who is free in the sky, I don't sprinkle anything for the vulgar dust, but only for the wine to move the heartstrings." ”

Holding a cup with a sword, taking poetry and wine as a friend, so rich and handsome, known as a Qinglian layman, who else can there be besides the poet immortal Li Taibai?

This romantic figure, also known as the Sword Immortal, has been praised: the wine is sorrowful, seven points are turned into moonlight, the remaining three points are called sword qi, and the embroidered mouth is half of the Tang Dynasty. In just a few words, it is three points.

He turned his head and asked Li Mingyu, "But there is good wine today?"

Li Mingyi smiled slightly bitterly: "Brother Qinglian is indispensable for wine, but today there is a little friend who I want to introduce to you." ”

"Oh. Li Bai glanced at Ling Lang and wanted to brush the three locks of beard, but found that his hands were empty, so he simply poured a glass of wine from the wine jug into the glass, and said: "If you can be taken by Li Mingyu, this kid, must also be a wonderful person, can you drink?"

Ling Lang shook his head, he poured three glasses, facing this hundred poems about fighting wine, the Son of Heaven shouted that he couldn't get on the boat, but he didn't dare to say that he knew wine.

Li Bai raised his wine glass, took a sip, and asked, "Do you know how to write poetry?"

Ling Lang shook his head even more, in front of the dignified poet immortal, he didn't dare to say this. He replied honestly: "I can't write, but I can't reluctantly recite poetry." ”

Li Bai drank it all, laughed and said: "You often say that if you are familiar with 300 Tang poems, you can't compose poems and chant them." Seems to be a reader. Poetry is bullshit, and I don't make much of it, so it's a pity that I can't drink. "The ups and downs of his career, the heroic writers of the ages, whose ambitions are so ambitious that they can't express themselves in old age, may indeed have seen through the world and realized that poetry is "useless".

Li Bai carefully put the wine bottle into his arms, put the wine glass in his big sleeve, and muttered: "I usually bother Li Mingyu with too much wine, although Xiaoyou is an interesting reader, he also has to practice his hands." This mountain, this river, but I love it very much, today is just to climb high and look into the distance, the mountain sword dance, the moon alone drinking, is also a beautiful thing."

Ling Lang looked up at the sky, but the wind and rain had stopped, it was already night, and the bright moon was hanging high.

Li Bai put away his robe, walked to Ling Lang's Soul Mountain, and groaned in his mouth: Jiangcheng is like a picture, and the mountain looks at the clear sky at night. Two water sandwich mirrors, double bridges fall rainbow.

The river is sparse and wide, but there are double bridges built on it, Li Bai paced like an immortal, walked to the center of the bridge, and read: The gate of heaven is interrupted and the Chu River is opened, and the blue water flows east to this time. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and the lonely sail comes by the sun. Then there was no stranding, and he went to the foot of the hundred miles of mountains and walked up.

Soul Mountain is to guard the soul, for Ling Lang not to allow other soul bodies, with the power of repulsion, but the vitality is sweeping, in the eyes of that Li Bai, but: all the birds fly high, and the lonely cloud is idle. I don't get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain. The Soul Mountain is regarded as a pavilion, stepping on the mountain, free and chic.

Ling Lang saw that Li Baishi's soul crossed the river and went up to the main peak of the Baili Mountains, although he heard the name of Taibai since he was a child, and he didn't feel the malice of the other party, but he couldn't grasp it in his heart, after all, he didn't know the details of the other party, so he drank lightly in his mouth: "Stacked Mountains."

Li Bai, who was about to reach the top of the main peak, looked up and saw the green mountains outside the mountain, and the Tiantian Lake pouring down above the green mountains, and said with a smile: "The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountain, and the vast sea of clouds." ”

Walking in the mountains, and seeing the roar of tigers in the mountains and forests, and the waves of dragons, I was even more elated, and I couldn't help but lean on a stone platform, took out a wine pot and a wine glass, and took a sip and chanted: "Feet on Xie Gong's clogs, and climb the green cloud ladder." Half of the wall sees the sea and the sun, and the sky smells the chicken. Thousands of rocks are uncertain, and the flowers leaning on the stones have suddenly been twilight. The bear roared and the dragon sang Yin Yanquan, and the chestnut deep forest was terrifying. The clouds are green and green, and the water is surging and smoking. There is a lack of thunderbolts, and the hills are destroyed. The stone fan of the cave is suddenly opened. The blue and dark are bottomless, and the moon shines on the gold and silver platform. ”

Li Mingyu under the mountain observed Ling Lang's actions, and then glanced at the mouth of the gourd containing the wine, and couldn't help but say, "Brother Qinglian, can you hurry up? ”

Li Bai Shisoul laughed again when he heard this, and replied: "Okay, good ......", and no longer stopped to look, swaying and walking towards the high mountain where the green cloud ladder appeared.

Faced with this Li Taibai, who had written that it was difficult to go to the blue sky in Shu, Ling Lang couldn't help but shake his head lightly and smile bitterly. Shixian is whimsical and romantic when facing the landscape, and he is simply the biggest nemesis of his soul mountain.

"Heavy mountains. Ling Lang also had the strength to not admit defeat, and in front of the romantic people he admired, he couldn't be underestimated, so he stacked two more mountains.

But it was also difficult for him Li Qinglian: "The Yellow River Jiuqu sky falls, and the three peaks of Huayue will come immediately." "It's so casual, the artistic conception is bizarre, talented, and smooth, as if it were natural.

However, he may also feel that the steps and ladders are a little procrastinating, so he drank the wine in the cup again: "Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles." He no longer walked slowly, but flew straight to the top of the highest mountain, and then drew the sword at his waist, not knowing if he was at a loss. The mountain is towering into the clouds, the moon is bright overhead, the green lotus is stepped on, and the sword is dancing.

"If the sky does not love wine, the wine star is not in the sky. If the earth does not love wine, there shall be no fountain of wine on the earth. Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is worthy of heaven. I have heard that it is more than a saint, and it is as virtuous as a sage. Since the sages have already drunk, why bother to ask the gods. Three cups lead to the avenue, and one bucket is natural. But if you have fun in wine, don't pass it on to the awake. After a poem, he asked with a smile on his back.

"Little friend, do you still have the means?"

Ling Lang was infected by his demeanor, and he only felt that his heart was fascinated, and he turned into a soul lotus, like a Buddha sitting on a lotus platform, and appeared in the sky above Li Baishi's soul.

Li Bai raised his head and laughed, but he couldn't help but say: "Good, good, Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor." The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized. That's it. ”