The wine is drunk, the poetry is exquisite, and the sword is out of the sheath. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The ancient legend has not yet recovered from the majesty and magnificence depicted in Li Bai's previous poems. This is a sentence he has never heard before, and it turned out to be Li Bai's new work.

It is rumored that Li Bai is a glass of wine and a poem, and it is true.

Li Bai's sword was still fished up from the lake, and his sword seemed to have been integrated between the mountains and rivers, and then followed him closely, never abandoning.

When he held the sword, standing opposite him, Gu Chuanxia could feel that Li Bai's wildness, anxiety, unwillingness, and cynicism had almost forgotten before, and he was no longer the mortal with emotions and pain. He is an immortal at the moment, an immortal in the sword. And all his emotions were poured into his sword.

It feels like a calligrapher touching a fine paper pen and inkstone, and like a drunkard who has a glass of wine in his hand, his empty and hesitant soul immediately has sustenance, and he is sure that he can entrust his life and everything to this sword, and only the sword is the most reliable.

He stood there silently, merging his mind with the sword, and gradually the sword really came to life.

This kind of life is not the ordinary so-called sword has spirituality, and the feeling to Gu Chuanxia is that this sword is like a real living person, and it is the second Li Bai.

The sword is in Li Bai's hands, and it is not a blade or murder weapon in the ordinary sense. It is a pen that tells the stories he has experienced, seen, and comprehended on behalf of Li Bai.

Facing the brilliant sword light that erupted from the tip of Li Bai's sword, Gu Chuanxia was a little distracted for a moment.

Several arcs suddenly appeared in the sword light.

This rotation, this arc, is also surprisingly beautiful, as if stepping on the supreme rhythm between heaven and earth, in the silent rhythm of the night, only the moonlight is cool, and the sword light and the moonlight under the moonlight are fused together, without flaws or disobedience.

"The bright moon is empty, and the years are gone. For some reason, these eight words automatically popped out of Gu Chuanxia's mind, as if this was the story that the sword light was going to tell.

The next moment, the sword light flashed, turned into a light curtain, and struck the ancient legend like lightning. Since it is a sword competition, it is not a joke, no matter how beautiful the sword is, it will also contain murderous intentions.

The only difference between Li Bai's sword is that his killing intent is too well hidden, and in that gorgeous, dazzling and very beautiful, it is often difficult for people to notice, unwilling to break this beauty, and die under this extreme sword light.

There was a roar like a beast in the sword wind! This was Li Bai's deeply suppressed emotion, and it was also the truth that he could express with his sword.

This kind of truth is also what the people in the Taibai Sword Sect lack. They saw Li Bai's chic, elegant, romantic, bold, and whimsical, but they never saw the bitterness, depression, grief and resentment in his heart, and a trace of despair that was extremely depressed.

This despair is like a wounded or lonely beast in the forest, roaring at the moon, remembering the grandeur.

Gu Chuanxia knew that he couldn't continue to watch, otherwise he wouldn't be able to catch a single sword, and he would be sent directly out of the dream in front of him.

Therefore, the rainbow sword is also out of the sheath, and when the sword is swung, the world is mine.

I saw a flash of sword light, but Gu Chuanxia and Li Bai had already switched positions, Gu Chuanxia stood at the bow of the boat, and Li Bai stood at the stern.

In the hazy moonlight, both of them had a slight breather.

Although this moment is short, it has crossed the boundary between life and death, which is the greatest stimulation that cannot be compared between heaven and earth, after this stimulation, who can not breathe?

As for the unreal, what is in front of you is illusory?

In such a state, they have all forgotten. Putting aside the pursuit of truth or falsehood, the two only have the excitement of meeting each other.

Both stood still.

Li Bai suddenly spoke: "Give me another jar of wine." ”

Gu Chuanxia gave a jar of wine as he said, and then retreated back to his place, as if the scene that had just happened was just an illusion.

The only sound on the boat was the sound of Li Bai drinking, and the sound of the boat gently drifting across the lake under the wind. Gu Chuanxia's voice was gradually fading, almost inaudible.

In rare cases, Gu Chuanxia took the lead.

Due to the reason that Dugu Jiujian is the foundation of the sword, most of the time, the ancient legends pay attention to the last strike and the first to come, and find the opponent's flaws before taking the opportunity to attack.

But such a method is ineffective for Li Bai.

Because Li Bai was full of flaws, and these flaws could not really pose a threat to Li Bai. His swordsmanship is not only beautiful, but like his poems, it is whimsical and untraceable. You never know what kind of state his next sword will be stabbed, and whether the so-called flaw will suddenly mutate and become his strongest attack.

So if you want to win, Gu Chuanxia can only strike first.

The moonlight suddenly dimmed.

Because its glory was taken away by a sword of the ancient legend.

A sword flies to the immortals!

This sword that should not have been used in front of Li Bai was unleashed by Gu Chuanxia. Because the ancient legend knew that if you want to progress, you must have the courage to show your weakness, but face a strong opponent.

"Good!"

Li Bai only said one word.

As soon as this good word came out, the long sword in his hand was also shot.

This is a moment that breathes people's souls, and it is also an earth-shattering moment, the bright moon that is round and huge seems to be hanging on the edge of the sky, and at this moment it also blooms with immeasurable light, and the brightness of this moment even exceeds the light of the scorching sun.

The sword light swam and waved like a ribbon of water sleeves, and the two figures also dressed in white, like immortals in this beautiful picture, jumped into the vast moonlight, as if they had stepped into the fairyland, hanging high in the bright moon, waving sword shadows to each other, and then colliding and staggering.

But after a burst of dragon chanting sword strikes like beads falling on jade plates, the sword light in the sky suddenly fell silent, leaving only two long swords raised high, the tips of the swords colliding together, and sharp sparks continued to shoot in all directions.

They all got serious, at least Li Bai no longer carried the wine jar in his hands.

I don't know how long it took, Gu Chuanxia's footsteps in the clouds suddenly retreated, Li Bai stepped forward, and Gu Chuanxia's Rainbow Sword had been pressed down, as if bearing an unbearable weight.

Scold!

The rainbow sword returned the sword into the sheath, and Li Bai also put away the sword and stopped.

"At this point, I should have lost. But I'm going to play a trick on Rippy today, and I'll fight you with a different sword. Gu Chuanxia said and untied the mountain and sea sword on his back.

Li Bai looked at Gu Chuanxia's mountain and sea sword, and said a little distractedly: "A good sword! ”

Gu Chuanxia smiled wryly: "Yes, so I rarely use it, and today I use it precisely because although I am not worthy of it, you are worthy of it." ”

Li Bai nodded and said unceremoniously: "That's right! I didn't plan to continue fighting with you." However, seeing this sword, it can still fight you for a few more rounds. ”

"Thank you!" said Gu Chuanxia. Although there were only two swords, Gu Chuanxia knew that Li Bai had seen through his sword path. If you continue to compare, it is more about teaching, and the grace of teaching deserves a word of thanks.

(To be continued.) )