Gao Shi secretly complained for a while about Li Bai's free and easy, this free and easy is something he can never learn.

Shaking his head, he struggled in the direction of the base.

After taking two steps, his mind was dizzy, but his feet were weak, and the whole person fell to the ground.

When he got up, he saw that there was a circular meadow in the place where he had just been unconscious, and the surrounding flowers and trees had been burned by the fire caused by the bombing.

This is, Gao Shi is a little excited, is the dream real?

Himself has been protected by the Heroic Manifestation True Monarch?

Gao Shi immediately bowed to the meadow and prayed more than once.

Here, Li Xiuning and the others crossed the mountains and mountains, and walked hundreds of miles in a day and night, and it was also a shame that all the high-level cultivators in the team, except for the Xu family, had the power of Zhengang or Proverbs, so they could shuttle between the mountains and forests so quickly.

When everyone reached the end of the mountain forest, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Li Xiuning almost rushed out of the groove even with a sentence, is this Datang? Are you sure it's Datang? Isn't this the Victorian London of steampunk? Is this a steampunk version of the Tang Dynasty?

On the horizon in the distance, a huge steel city runs across the ground, huge chimneys facing the sky, constantly there are machines emitting black smoke coming in and out, huge gears are exposed on the surface, relying on sophisticated connecting rods and transmissions, conveying instructions to the huge machine city.

All kinds of strange-shaped steel mechas, emitting black smoke and steam, constantly run back and forth on the ground.

Everyone was a little distracted for a while, there was a huge sailboat in the sky, and they didn't know what power they relied on, constantly cruising back and forth in the sky.

Li Xiuning is no longer able to complain, this is not the Datang in his cognition at all, where is the technology tree of Datang?

A proper magical realism.

A sailboat stayed above everyone and slowly descended to everyone's side, and on the deck of the sailboat, a steel mecha three feet high stared straight at everyone.

It didn't feel good to be stared at by a huge steel mech, a sense of oppression that had never been felt before, and it ran through everyone's hearts.

"Could this be the legendary Yellow Turban Warrior?" Sun Simiao muttered, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, how much iron does this cost?" ”

Chai Shao whispered to Ma Sanbao and said, "Be on guard, if there is a situation, take action as soon as possible." ”

Ma Sanbao nodded, and at this time, Pei Lin and Liu Wenjing, who had also recovered from their state of trance, glanced at each other, and it was difficult to hide their shock.

I saw a puff of black smoke and steam coming out of the mecha on the deck, and a steel plate on the chest slowly opened in the sound of the gears turning.

Li Xiuning couldn't help frowning, and saw a middle-aged man about forty years old wearing a milky white robe crawl out of the mecha.

This scene was somewhat inconsistent in Li Xiuning's heart.

How does the steampunk style blend perfectly with traditional Chinese style?

These two are never compatible.

But the middle-aged man who opened the hatch and walked down was dressed like a Confucian scholar.

The only difference is wearing a huge goggle on his face.

Isn't that the most obvious sign of steampunk?

Li Xiuning looked at the middle-aged man who climbed down from the steel mecha with some dumbfounded, the middle-aged man glanced at everyone, and then bowed to everyone and said, "Everyone want to go back to Dangtu?" You can take everyone on a ride. ”

What does this mean?

"You are dressed like this, there is no doubt that you must be the nobles of my Datang, and the foundation of my Datang can be killed by your nobles." The middle-aged man smiled, "I can't say that I may know anyone in my family." ”

Chai Shao frowned slightly, and said to the middle-aged man, "I haven't asked Your Excellency yet." ”

"Contemptible Li Bai, the word is too white, and the number is Qinglian." The middle-aged man attached himself with one hand and said to everyone, "Maybe you have heard of the name below. ”

Li Xiuning had already galloped 10,000 alpacas in his heart, and met a high-level master in the woods, and when he left the woods, he met the legendary poet Li Bai, is this a meeting of Tang poets?

Everyone was confused, but Li Xiuning had a strange look on his face.

Is this poet immortal Li Bai such a narcissistic person?

Li Xiuning suddenly felt that this was one of the best ways for himself and others to integrate into this world, and it would be great if Li Bai could endorse his identity as these people.

Although Li Baishi has a bad career, he is a famous poet in the world, and the top magnates can not buy it, but those petty officials and officials will buy three points of face for poetry and immortals.

You must know that Li Bai wrote a poem and scolded the current saint, but the saint just laughed it off.

But Li Bai wrote a poem, scolded the parents of a city, and then patted his ass and left, the parents have to consider the consequences, the poet now represents the cultural development direction of the entire Tang Dynasty, that is to say, the public opinion of the entire Tang Dynasty is controlled by these poets.

How terrible is public opinion? In a word, it is all gold.

A certain big country in later generations even relied on public opinion warfare to defeat its biggest opponent on the Blue Star.

Therefore, Li Bai is very valuable.

"I don't know who you are?" Li Bai asked everyone, he traveled by boat, but he found that there was a group of people on the ground, wearing noble clothes, which were very different from ordinary people, and they were not ordinary people in terms of bearing and appearance, so they had the idea of making friends.

Chai Shao took a step forward and said, "Contemptible Fenyang Chai Clan, Chai Shao." ”

Li Xiuning hurriedly pulled Chai Shao, but Chai Shao's words had already blurted out.

Li Bai glanced at Chai Shao in surprise and said, "Fenyang Chai Clan, aren't you the descendants of the Duke of Qianguo?" You are also interesting, you actually just call yourself Chai Shao, do you worship your ancestor, General Chai Dagong, or do you disdain to make friends with me? ”

Li Xiuning said, "His surname is Chai, his name is small, and there are many of them, but Mr. don't misunderstand." ”

Li Bai nodded, but said again, "Don't be ashamed of Your Holiness, your name will have to be changed sooner or later, I am familiar with the descendants of the Duke of Qianguo, but I have never heard that there is such a number one person as you in his Chai family." ”

"The Chai family is huge, and Chai Shao is only a member, and the head of the family can't remember it." Li Xiuning said.

Li Bai glanced at Li Xiuning, suddenly took off his goggles, stared at Li Xiuning and said, "Like, it's really too similar." ”

Li Xiuning couldn't help frowning, "What does Mr. mean?" ”

Li Bai smiled, "Didn't your family tell you that you look similar to the Heroic Saint True Monarch?" The statue of the heroic saint Zhenjun on the street actually looks like it is carved out of the same mold as you. ”

"Maybe you look like an ancestor under it." Li Xiuning said.

Li Bai nodded and said, "You are also a descendant of the Chai family, no wonder." ”

Then he said, "I heard that the Holy Lord sent your Chai family to the anti-Tang Dynasty as an envoy this time, I don't know what the situation is?" ”

Li Xiuning shook his head, "In the family, we are not descendants, but some of the news is not very well-informed. ”

Li Bai nodded, "This Chai family has two rooms and sixteen veins, since Zhenguan, because of the heroic and martial saint Zhenjun, it is one of the top families of my Tang Dynasty." ”

Li Bai said to Sun Simiao, "I've seen the Taoist." ”