Luo Chen stood in front of the stone stele, looked at the poems on it, and slowly stretched out his hand.

When his fingers touched the wall, a cold touch was transmitted to his brain through his fingertips.

This stele is real!

He saw ripples spread from his fingertips, spreading to every corner of the hall.

Wherever the ripples passed, the light dimmed, and the swaying figures gradually became illusory, and finally turned into ashes, dissipating without a trace.

Large swaths of peonies withered and withered at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The butterfly flew to nowhere, and the rich floral fragrance was replaced by a rotten smell.

Only the hot spring, although the heat has dissipated, is still clear and calm, like a mirror embedded in jade.

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look ......"

The three "Qingping Tunes" were recited in Luo Chen's mouth and resounded in the hall.

"It's beautiful!"

Luo Chen withdrew his hand and sighed.

"But it's also dangerous!"

"Ding~"

A sword groan.

Dao Dao sword qi came out from between the lines.

Luo Chen retreated and leaned back.

"The beauty of the concubine can't hide the rotten imperial heart. ”

The sword qi turned around and went straight to Luo Chen's heart!

Luo Chen's feet off the ground and somersaults to dodge.

"Under the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, there are killing machines everywhere!"

A white feather fan appeared in his hand.

"This is the beauty of Taibai's pen, and it is also the sadness in his heart!"

With a press of your hand, the sword qi is dissipated!

"By asking who in the Han Palace is like, poor Feiyan leans on new makeup. ”

A majestic momentum was displayed from the stone stele, enveloping Luo Chen.

A light lit up on the stele.

It's sword light!

The brilliant sword light was so brilliant that it covered his eyes.

He felt palpitations, and a sad emotion silently welled up in his heart

"This is his poetry, and it is also his sword intent!"

Under the influence of this emotion, he looked sluggish and stood in place in a daze.

"Poof!"

Luo Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell backwards.

At this moment, his heart was dead.

"Horror!"

He fell to the ground, gasping for air, and there was a huge hole in his heart!

"I'm dead?"

A flash of doubt flashed through his mind, and his gaze began to drift, and finally closed his eyes.

"Ahh

Luo Chen in front of the stele kept panting.

His fingertips were still on the stele!

"Just ......"

It's a fantasy!

But, it's so real!

"Uh-huh...... Wow!"

A familiar moan came from behind Luo Chen.

He turned around and found that Taibai had woken up from a sound sleep, stretching his waist.

Taibai staggered up from the ground.

"Ahh

He yawned and rubbed his eyes.

"Fellow?"

He glanced sideways at Luo Chen.

What he said was a bit like the Min language of Huaxia, but there was also a big difference, and Luo Chen didn't understand it all of a sudden.

However, he had already stepped forward, put his arms around his shoulders directly, and said, "Hahaha, it's been a thousand years, and I'm finally waiting for you!"

Luo Chen still didn't hear this sentence clearly, but the meaning of it came to his mind.

Divine Consciousness Communication!

Before Luo Chen could answer his words, his big hand had already wrapped Luo Chen's small hand.

Forehead?

What does he want to do?

Just when Luo Chen was thinking wildly, Taibai pulled out the green jade gourd in Luo Chen's hand with a hard pull.

Naturally, I opened the jade plug on it, tilted my head, and poured the jade liquid into my throat.

"Hah!

He smashed it and smashed his mouth, looking intoxicated.

Then he raised his head again, and the jade liquid poured into his throat like a ribbon.

He seemed to have forgotten Luo Chen: "Good wine, good wine, palace jade liquor, it is not bad for a thousand years, and the older it is, the more fragrant it becomes, it is worthy of its reputation! I thought that it would take one hundred and eighty taels of silver to drink a cup at the beginning!"

"Hahaha!"

Taibai laughed, turned around, turned his back to Luo Chen, shook his head, and said leisurely: "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon!"

Luo Chen continued: "If it weren't for the Jade Mountain, I would meet Yaotai Yue!"

Hearing Luo Chen's voice, Taibai finally remembered this young man.

"Hahaha!"

Taibai looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing and drinking with his head up, and the jade liquid flowed sideways.

"Will you meet Yaotai under the moon?"

He rolled up his sleeves and wiped his mouth.

"It's a pity that there are no immortals in Yaotai, and there is no one under the moon, isn't it?"

Taibai turned his head halfway, raised his sword eyebrows, his phoenix eyes were drunk, and he glanced at Luo Chen.

There was a cold glint in his eyes.

It seems to be a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the edge is exposed!

At this seemingly casual glance, Luo Chen felt his heart tighten, and his heartbeat missed half a beat.

There are no immortals in Yaotai, and there is no one under the moon?

Hearing this, Luo Chen was stunned.

Could it be ......

Taibai's figure flashed, turned into flying ashes, and condensed in front of Luo Chen in the blink of an eye.

He grabbed Luo Chen's arm and pulled it, and the two disappeared together.

The next second appeared under the Agarwood Pavilion, on both sides of the stone table.

Taibai waved his sleeves, and two jade cups appeared on the stone table.

He poured wine into two jade cups.

His face was red, his eyes were half drunk, and he pushed a glass of palace jade liquor in front of Luo Chen, and said:

"Drink!"

"This ......"

Luo Chen hesitated.

Is there really no expiration date for this palace jade liquor?

But the rich aroma of wine penetrated into his nose from time to time to seduce him.

Faced with Luo Chen's hesitation, Taibai slapped the stone table and said, "If you don't drink, how can you be worthy of calling yourself a man's husband?"

He pointed high with his hand and said loudly: "You don't see, the water of the Yellow River, come from the sky!"

Taibai's momentum spread horizontally, imprisoning Luo Chen.

"Rush, to the sea, never back!"

He stood up, picked up the jade cup, shook it one by one, broke Luo Chen's mouth, and forcibly poured the wine in the cup into his mouth.

"Ahem!"

The wine entered his throat, and Luo Chen wanted to struggle, but he was choked and coughed violently.

"You don't see, the bedside mirror is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like a green cloud turning into snow at dusk!"

Two more glasses of wine were poured into Luo Chen's mouth.

"Hahaha! It's not exciting, it's not exciting! Life must be happy!"

Drink!

"Don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon!"

Drink again!

"God, I am born to be talented, my daughter is scattered, scattered, and come back!"

Keep drinking!

......

"The ancient sages are all dead! Only the drinker leaves his name!

Stuff the gourd mouth into the mouth of Luochen and pour it violently!

......

Luo Chen was completely confused.

He didn't know how much he had drunk, he just felt a hot mass in his belly.

He slapped the table and staggered to his feet.

"Li Taibai, do you know that the water is more flowing when you draw a knife and cut off the water, and you are more worried when you raise a glass to eliminate your sorrows?"

"Smack!"

Taibai slapped him on the head.

"This is a poem written by Lao Tzu!"

"Hahaha, yes, yes, you wrote it, but, drink it!"

"It's my turn, give it to me!"

The two of them pushed the cup and changed the lamp.

For a while, laughter shook wildly, and the jade liquid flowed sideways.

Eventually, the two collapsed on the stone table.

"Happy! Hahaha!"

Taibai laughed wildly, laughing and laughing, a tear appeared in the corner of his eye.

Luo Chen crouched on the stone table and listened to his words.

Everyone in the world thought that he died in the early stage of An Lushan's rebellion, but they didn't know that he saw with his own eyes that the Tang Dynasty, which he was most proud of, collapsed and collapsed.

Since then, he has not written a single poem, because, his Tang Dynasty is over!

He is a swordsman and a drinker, and because of this, he can't be an official.

Although he aspires to be an official.

The swordsman is straight, the drinker is crazy, and he is full of ambition, and finally turned into a sentence "An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which made me unhappy." ”

Drift away.

He spent the rest of his life between mountains and rivers.

Enter the fairy mountain, look for the fairy grass, and practice the elixir.

At first, there was a guy named Zimei.

But he is braver than himself, what he dare not face, he dares!

So he parted ways with him, one returned to his official career, and the other continued to be drunk and dreamed of death.

In addition to grief, his kendo became more and more sophisticated, realized the sword intent, and achieved Jindan.

In the end, Datang is really finished, and the little guy who said that he was in heaven and earth couldn't keep this foundation after all.

And he also came to the Yaotai Wonderland he had fantasized about and jumped down.

After hearing what happened to him, Luo Chen couldn't help but sigh.

After talking about what happened to him, Taibai asked Luo Chen seriously: "Do you want to inherit my sword?"

"The Sword of the King?"

Luo Chen was stunned.

"Hahaha!"

Taibai laughed wildly and said, "My sword, from the sky!"

At this moment, the hair in Taibai clothes was flying.

This is the real immortal!

The sword comes from the sky, and sorrow rises from the heart!

"Here comes the sword!"

A blue light poured in from outside the door.