The Ice Emperor turned to look over.

As a special member of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Dust Heart is from the same camp as her.

Of course, the Ice Emperor also knew that this reward was very suitable for Chenxin, and there was no loss to her in such an exchange, Lin Yi was here, and Chenxin naturally would not be untrustworthy.

After thinking for a moment, the Ice Emperor finally looked at his sister, and the Snow Emperor nodded.

My sister actually responded?!

The Ice Emperor was overjoyed, and it seemed that he had a daughter, which made the Snow Emperor's mood much better.

It seems that this little guy is not useless at all.

"Okay, but don't forget that I also want a golden junior reward, and it's suitable for me, I know this reward is very suitable for you, so I don't want to suffer."

The Ice Emperor said proudly.

Dusty heart bowed down and received: "This is natural, please rest assured." ”

The Ice Emperor stepped down and Dusty Heart came to power.

This is a py transaction in front of me, Lin Yi looked at the two of them and said secretly in his heart.

He flicked the golden light cluster in his hand towards Dusty Heart, and the light ball did not merge into Dusty Heart's body, but turned into a booklet in Dusty Heart's hand.

There are four words written on the booklet, "Li Bai's Poetry Collection"

Dusty Heart suddenly became a little excited.

Because he just heard Lin Yi say that every line of poetry in this book is equivalent to a powerful sword skill, and there are too many verses in this book to rudely flip through it!

Of course, there is also a premise, that is, you must have your own unique understanding of the artistic conception in the poem.

You have to have understanding.

Dusty heart turned the first page, ready to pick a song to try to understand, if the first song can have a feeling, the later may not be very difficult.

He looked at Lin Yi excitedly, then at his own sect master, and cautiously opened the first page.

"Will Enter the Wine"

Dusty Xin frowned: "Will you enter the wine?" ”

Lin Yi corrected: "That word, pronounced qiang, will enter the wine." ”

Chenxin's face turned red: "I'm sorry." ”

Qiandaoliu muttered silently in the audience: "These three words are a little familiar, like the first skill of the assassin Li Bai." ”

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns."

This first sentence made Chenxin frown.

After reading it, I didn't seem to have any special feelings.

Even if he asked him to write this sentence, he couldn't write it, because he didn't even know where the Yellow River was.

Maybe it's a famous river on the Blue Star.

Dusty Heart held the booklet in one hand, and raised the sword point upwards with the other hand, a sharp sword sound sounded, and the Seven Kills Sword was suspended in mid-air after being unsheathed, and the hilt of the sword was held by Dusty Heart.

At the same time, the nine-circle soul ring floated from his body.

He thought it might be better to take out the sword while reciting the poem.

Dusty Heart was still reading the first sentence.

In his opinion, the first sentence has the potential to be a powerful swordsmanship.

But after whispering it repeatedly for a long time, he forced himself to associate the picture, but there was still no resonance, and he also gestured with the long sword in his hand, and the result was the same, without any reaction.

I'm stuck in this part of my understanding of poetry!

Lin Yi frowned: "This majestic sentence was muttered by you like a girl, how can you understand it?" How to comprehend swordsmanship? ”

Dusty Heart was stunned on the spot.

He seemed to be awakened by Lin Yi's scolding in an instant, and quickly straightened his back, holding the sword in one hand, and at the same time holding the poetry book high and raising his head.

Majestic, isn't it? Then I should have to read out the momentum, Lin Yi's predecessor should mean this.

Dusty Heart took a deep breath and said loudly, "You don't see!" The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky! Rush to the sea and never return! ”

No response.

There was silence.

Everyone's eyes widened, but they still didn't see the reason.

Lin Yi said helplessly: "You are reading there like a sculpture, what's the use?" Could it be that when Li Bai wrote poems like you, he wrote them like a sculpture? You read through the whole poem, what do you think Li Bai was doing at that time? ”

Dusty Xin hurriedly apologized and carefully observed the whole poem again.

Suddenly, he realized.

"Wine ...... Drink? He's drinking? ”

Lin Yi agreed with silence.

Dusty Heart took a deep breath again, he let his body relax, raised his right hand high, faced the sky, and recited aloud with a smile: "You don't see!" The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky! Rush to the sea and never return! ”

No response.

However, Chenxin did not give up, and continued to read, this time the voice was even more sonorous and powerful:

"You don't see you! The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky! Rush to the sea and never return! ”

"Whoa—"

At this moment, everyone suddenly pricked up their ears, because they actually heard the sound of waves around them.

Chenxin suddenly became excited, imagining in his mind the scene of the big river rushing, imagining the magnificent scene of the river falling high and forming a waterfall.

He began to move, and with his right hand he rotated the hilt of his sword, and the tip of the sword pulled out a blue-white wave!

"Whoa-la-"

The sound of the waves constantly came to everyone's ears.

Dusty Heart moved his steps on the stage as if he was drunk, his body spun, and the long sword in his hand seemed to stir up a splash when it fell!

The expressions on everyone's faces gradually became surprised.

The dust heart in the stands danced the sword comfortably, and the huge waves splashed down from the sky, surrounding his body, like a water dragon, surging and galloping wildly!

Dusty Heart also discovered that the more drunk he became, the stronger the momentum of this wave!

Could it be that drunkenness is the true meaning of turning this poem into swordsmanship?

He spun the blade of his sword, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring, and indeed there was a magnificent river surrounding his body, and the other end of the river was connected to the sky and poured down, and the other end followed the tip of the Seven Kills Sword of the Dust Heart.

In the end, Chenxin slashed out with a sword, and the majestic sword qi swept past Lin Yi, and the waves poured in, carrying the momentum of a giant mountain toppling, and the oppressive force was extremely strong.

Afterwards, the air seemed to be a little wet.

"You don't see, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk!"

Chenxin's tone was much lower when he read this.

Miss Ning's eyes widened in surprise, because the dust heart on the stage turned into a full head of black hair in an instant! Looks extremely young and handsome! It's like going back to the prime of life!

But at the moment of turning around, the black hair on the dusty head turned white again, and the face was even covered with old wrinkles, and he was so old that he was about to die in an instant.

Chenxin looked worried and smiled helplessly, but his steps were still shaking like drunkenness, and the dancing sword also completed the transformation from black to white in the void.

At this moment, the shadow of the sword flickered, and his body was so fast that he couldn't see the shadow, and he didn't know when he had already swung out a sword.

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes: "Sword skills carrying the element of time? ”

The sword of the dust heart was as fast as lightning, as if it had cut off youth and black hair.

Yes, the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk, time flies, and youth seems so short.