Chapter 172: The fog disperses in the air, and the cranes are thousands of miles away

This was not the first time Li Bai had drawn his sword in front of Su Wen.

Just a few hours ago, when Su Wen told Li Bai that the Sword Saint Duanyue had fallen to Beigu Mountain twenty years ago, Li Bai had drawn his sword against him.

It was also at that moment that Su Wen discovered the secret in Li Baijian.

In other words, he discovered the secret of Yanbei.

Two completely different swords, but with the same starting style, what does this mean?

It shows that these two swords were created by the same person!

Who else could it be other than the man who was called the Juggernaut back then?

Li Bai finished dancing a set of swordsmanship in a moment, and then he put away his sword and stopped in front of Su Wen, his clothes fluttering lightly.

"How many percent do you remember?"

Su Wen didn't answer this question, but asked, "Could it be that this sword was passed down by the Sword Saint back then?"

Li Bai smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Of course." ”

Su Wen was silent for a moment, and then suddenly asked again: "When Lord Li was by the side of the Sword Saint, did you ever know a swordsman named Yanbei?"

Li Bai was stunned for a moment, a little unclear, and then replied with a frown: "I haven't heard of it, why does Du Gongzi ask that?"

Su Wen shook his head and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that watching Master Li's swordsmanship reminds me of a friend, but now it seems that I am afraid that I misunderstood." ”

After a pause, Su Wen turned around and said, "I'm tired of the lord, I already remember ten percent of the sword just now." ”

Li Bai didn't express too much shock or doubt, he just sat down quietly and said with a smile: "Since that's the case." Then Du Gongzi will practice first, and if you don't understand, ask me again. ”

Su Wen nodded in thanks. The short sword at his waist came out of the wind.

After a moment, Su Wen put away his sword and replied, but his brows furrowed deeply.

Because this sword is fundamentally different from the one he learned from Yanbei!

Yanbei taught him a sword to fight for his life, which lies in determination and courage. It is more about the meaning of sacrificing life, only by sacrificing life can we survive.

However. Li Bai's sword lies in elegance, in leisure, and in the meaning of otherworldliness. There is no killing intent between the sword dances. But it was full of tranquility.

Why?

If these two swords were from the same person, how could there be such a big difference!

"Is it really just a misunderstanding and coincidence?" Su Wen finally hesitated about his previous judgment, he pondered for a moment, and the sword momentum rose again, as if a light breeze was blowing in the air, with vitality, but there was still no trace of the enemy's intention.

In the fog of the night, the campfire is present. One dances with a sword, and the other recites poetry. This scene made Li Bai feel like a world away, and he felt emotional.

This situation is so familiar and nostalgic, but the person who held the sword back then was himself.

"I'm not dead yet, how can you die?" With a sudden, Li Bai's eyes drooped slightly, and a layer of faint light appeared from outside his body!

Enlightenment is a twofold realm, and there is no distraction in the heart!

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The beast mound is full of fog, and there is no day, but it can divide day and night, and it has been three full days since Su Wen came here.

In the past three days, Su Wen has done a lot of things, he practiced swords in front of the wooden house, wrote outside the forbidden land, searched for people among the bones of beasts, and even tried to get close to the exit of the beast mound, but every time he didn't dare to go forward after the four senses of taste, smell, sight, and hearing disappeared, and he returned in a huff.

As for Ye Yaoyi, she never left the range of the wooden house, but it could be seen that the despair in the little girl's eyes had become stronger and stronger.

Li Bai has naturally been accustomed to this kind of life for a long time, or rather, his life has become more monotonous because of Su Wen's arrival.

In addition to teaching swords, it is Wuwen.

In addition to "Soldiers' Chariots", Su Wen successively recited Du Fu's famous Yuefu poems such as "Beauty Walking" and "Mourning for the King and Sun" to Li Bai.

After all, Li Bai is not a freak like Su Wen, and he can memorize the entire historical record.

This kind of life is undoubtedly peaceful, but whether it is Su Wen or Ye Yaoyi, they don't want to be buried in this unknown place like this in their lives, so Su Wen is still thinking of a way, hoping to get out of trouble.

Things finally took a turn for the better on the third day.

Because the layer of fog that had been filling the air all this time suddenly dispersed!

Such a heavy change was the first time that even Li Bai, who had lived here for more than 20 years, saw it for the first time, so his reaction was not even as fast as Su Wen.

"Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring.

As soon as the cranes line the clouds in the clear sky, it will lead poetry to the blue night. ”

Rumble!

Purple talent descends from the sky!

Poetry becomes extraordinary!

The fog dissipated so suddenly, without the slightest warning, Su Wen didn't have time to pay attention to the consternation on Li Bai's face at this time, and he didn't have time to find out what was going on in the beast mound, he just grabbed Ye Yaoyi's arm and shouted: "Hurry!

After speaking, he grabbed Li Bai's shoulder with one hand, and with the continuous replenishment of purple talent, "Gale" in his mouth made a comeback!

"The frost is heavy, the sky is high, the sun is light, and the red leaves are flying up.

The north wind does not hesitate to visit the south of the Yangtze River, and even breaks the window to blow the guest clothes. ”

In an instant, a violent wind struck, centering on Su Wen and the three of them, forming an incomparably strong cyclonic storm, Su Wen rode the wind and rushed towards the exit of the beast mound!

This may be the only chance for the trio to get out of here!

He knew that in the entire twenty-seven years, he had almost exhausted the cyan talent in Li Baiwenhai, and he had also used the war literature many times in the past three days, and he was physically and mentally exhausted, if there was no talent, he would not be able to bear the weight of the two of them!

That's why he recited the poem "Autumn Words" from Liu Yuxi for the first time, firstly, to prove that the talent of heaven and earth in the beast mound finally broke through the blockade of the fog, and secondly, to strengthen his own strength!

After reciting two poems in a row, Su Wen really felt that there was no longer that kind of devouring power for talent in the air. He didn't know if the strange fog would come again, but he knew that now was the best time for them to escape their ascension.

Don't miss the opportunity. Lost and gone, Su Wen used his fastest reaction speed to take Li Bai and Ye Yaoyi all the way towards the exit of the beast mound, I don't know how many beast bones have been broken under my feet, and I don't know how many rotten leaves have been blown up by the wind around him.

Finally, the three of them are getting closer and closer to the exit!

Without the fog blocking his vision, Su Wen finally saw it. Outside the mound, a mountain of humanoid Roshan is lying.

Don Ji!

Tang Ji, whom Su Wen had been searching for for three days, actually appeared outside the beast mound!

"Fatty!" Su Wen exclaimed in surprise. But he didn't dare to stop at his feet, and the talent on his body became more turbulent.

However, at this moment, just as Su Wen had expected, there was a fog behind them. I went and came back!

"Damn!" Su Wen scolded secretly. The fog went quickly, came faster, like dust and smoke in the sky, and almost in an instant, it hit behind Su Wen and the others!

If Su Wen just fled by himself, with the song "Gale", he would definitely be able to escape and ascend to heaven before the fog was re-blocked, but at this time he still had two big living people with him.

And so on. Will be overtaken!

Su Wen's mind was in a hurry, but it was a pity. Even if he had been reading books in the library of the academy for a month, there was not a single speed battle text he had learned, he turned his head to look at the huge black qin he was carrying behind him, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he had already known that he should have followed Lu Sanjiao to learn the body style battle music!

But at this time, Su Wen's regrets were gone, he could only be ruthless in his heart, and the extremely familiar poem appeared in his mind again.

"There's no way, I can only gamble!"

The next moment, a familiar five-character quatrain sounded in Ye Yaoyi's ears again.

"The yellow crane is far away, and the purple smoke is coming down from the luan.

Soaring 10,000 miles, coming and going for thousands of years. ”

It is the song that Su Wen recited when the two of them were deep in the swamp, from Li Qiao's "Crane"!

In the quagmire that day, Su Wen's "Crane" did not rescue the two from the quagmire, and because of the devouring effect of the fog in the air on talent, Su Wen had no way to judge whether this poem was a war poem or not, and this was the biggest risk of using original poetry in a critical situation.

Because this "Crane" is probably not a war poem at all!

Why does Su Wen obviously have a thousand poems in his brain, but when he fights against others, he doesn't dare to recite original poems at all?

Because he doesn't know whether even poems with words such as swords, guns, and swords are war poems!

Just imagine, if between life and death in a battle with others, Su Wen recited a self-righteous war poem, but in the end there was no combat effect at all, then he would probably die on the spot!

When he was in the wilderness and forest, when he faced off with Chai Nan and Xu Xianglin, if he hadn't been in Guiwangpo a long time ago, he would have known that Jia Dao's "Swordsman" had a combat effect, how would he dare to recite it?

Therefore, the original war text is where opportunities and crises coexist!

If it weren't for being in a desperate situation, no one would rashly use such a big killing weapon with clear advantages and disadvantages.

Su Wen just gambled like this at this moment, because at this time, he was already in a desperate situation.

The next moment, the orange talent on Su Wen's body jumped straight up, and a crane chirped in the air.

Su Wen, bet right!

A large piece of talent was entangled above the heads of the three people, weaving a grand scene of thousands of cranes flying together in an instant, and then, a pair of orange talent wings soared behind Su Wen, and the speed of the three of them skyrocketed immediately!

This "Crane" turned out to be really a speed-based war text!

Under the protection of the crane shadow, under the extreme spread of the wings behind his back, a strong golden light came and was plated on Su Wen's body, which immediately inspired a sense of divine majesty.

Seeing this, Li Bai couldn't help but shout: "Original war text!"

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PS: Actually, it is not the best choice for this "Crane" to appear here, but it was accidentally used in advance by hand slipping, so it can only be counted here, which is a pity. In this way, it seems that the detailed outline needs to be revised again, which is really tragic......

Today is finally an early update, I hope you have a good time, thank you for your support! (To be continued......)