"Master, you found that without these immortals, the eyes of me are wrong, it seems that the comer is not good. ”

Li Xiuyuan sat there, feeling the gaze of some immortals, although these immortals didn't say a word, but there were already many things revealed in that gaze.

"You're the one who came. ”

Dao Tong Master Ancestor glanced at him and said calmly, "Who asked you to kill the Cloud Cliff Immortal?" ”

"There was a reason for that, and I didn't kill an immortal for no reason. Li Xiuyuan said helplessly.

"The immortals don't think like that, because what you've done has made the immortals feel dangerous. The Taoist master said: "There are immortals like Cloud Cliff, there is more than one Tianmu Mountain, but the Cloud Cliff Immortals are more unlucky, if the Cloud Cliff Immortals should be killed, then many immortals should be."

Killing. ”

"So I've influenced those immortals to be merry? Li Xiu said from afar.

"Let's just put it that way. Daoist Master Ancestor said.

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said nothing, and he didn't pay attention to the disgust of some immortals for him, anyway, nothing he did was always going to offend people, how could he be perfect.

At this moment, the immortals came to the eighth layer of Tianmu Mountain at the invitation of the old mother of Tianshan Mountain.

There were already quite a few immortals seated on the stone bench.

Before they arrived, some immortals couldn't help but ask: "I've seen the old immortals, I don't know why the old immortals used the glow as a bridge today and invited me to come up and sit down?" ”

"Don't be anxious, the person hasn't arrived yet, you should wait patiently for a while, the old body has something to say. The old mother of Tianshan said with a smile on her face.

The immortal nodded in response, and asked no more.

Immortals have time, don't say wait for a while, that is, wait for a few hours, what does it matter if it is a few days?

After about half an hour, the immortals who were supposed to come were almost here.

Although there are still vacancies on the stone bench, the number of people is much more than before, and with a slight sweep, there are at least a thousand immortals who have come here.

I don't know if I don't get together, but there are so many immortals in one Tianmu Mountain, not counting, Tiangong, Immortal Island, Penglai, Abbot and other immortal blessed lands, if they are added together, the number of immortals is afraid to reach an astonishing level.

But think about it, immortals are immortal, throughout the ages, the number of people who have become immortals has only increased, not decreased, and over time, there will naturally be more.

"The water in this world is very deep. Li Xiuyuan said secretly in his heart.

In the mortal world, what he came into contact with was only the tip of the iceberg, and only here could he see clearly how terrible the immortals and ghosts of this world were.

No wonder the legends of ghosts, gods, and immortals are repeated in the world, and there is a reason for this.

"Hey, isn't this a little friend? You really came to Tianmu Mountain, it's rare, it's rare. ”

At this time, an immortal with crane hair and a childish face suddenly walked straight towards Li Xiuyuan, with a smile on his face, looking quite enthusiastic.

"Is it the immortal who fishes in the mountains? I was told by the immortal when I went down, because some things also came to this mountain for a trip. Li Xiuyuan bowed, and then said.

"By the way, the fishing rod you left there last time, I should have returned it to the immortal, but last time you left in a hurry, it seems that the fishing rod was left behind. ”

Suddenly, he remembered something, and hurriedly took out the jasper fishing rod from the ghost king's cloth bag.

The old immortal shook his head with a smile and said: "Don't be in a hurry to return it, don't be in a hurry to return it, just put it there first, maybe one day you and I will have the fate to continue to sit together and fish, and I have more than one fishing rod here, so you can keep it first." ”

"Since the old immortal said so, he had no choice but to be cheeky and accept it. ”

Li Xiuyuan didn't force it.

"Yes, I didn't have time to ask the old immortal for advice last time. Then he asked suddenly.

The old immortal smiled: "I often go to the East China Sea to fish for big fishing, and some people call me a sea fisherman, so you can call me an immortal." ”

Ao is a big turtle in the legendary sea.

It's not an ordinary sea turtle, it's a strange beast.

"Fishing Immortals?" Li Xiuyuan read a sentence and gave another salute.

The Taoist immortal next to him twitched his eyes, and said lightly: "Fishing Ao Immortal? When did you change your name again, didn't you often call yourself Qinglian Monk before, Immortal or something? Please drink a few glasses of wine, are you going to call Jiujian Immortal again? Just fool others like this."

Forget it, even the poor Dao's apprentice grandson is fooled, so I can't help but say it, Li Taibai. ”

"Ahem, it's a Taoist immortal, when did I deliberately fool me, after becoming an immortal, I have abandoned the name of the mortal world, and the burden of the past has been put down, just a name, just casual, call it whatever you want, what does it matter. Li Taibai coughed dryly

Said in a leisurely voice.

"So, let me call you, Li Dasha, it's no problem?"

Li Taibai suddenly stroked his beard and looked up to the sky and said: "Of course there is no problem, but I don't know why, I suddenly remembered a poem I wrote before, what is it called...... Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles, go to the clothes after the incident, hide the merit and fame, it is indeed a good poem, a good poem, I really didn't expect this

I wrote a good poem, I really miss the time when I went to the end of the world with a sword, and I drew my sword to help when I encountered injustice. ”

"Hey, when it comes to going to the end of the world with a sword, I remember, where is my sword? ”

Suddenly, he felt around again, as if looking for his sword.

"Your Qinglian Sword has long been pawned to the Wine Immortal to exchange wine, even if your Qinglian Sword is in hand, the poor Dao is not afraid of your Sword Immortal's means. Dao Tong Immortal said slowly.

Having said that, he admires Li Taibai's ability very much.

Don't look at this old man's leisurely appearance of traveling all day long, but who among the immortals does not admire his ability.

After all, he was the top sword immortal among the immortals.

In the past, when he was practicing in the mortal world, he had already made a great reputation.

"Li Taibai, are you the poet immortal Li Bai of the previous dynasty?" Li Xiuyuan's eyes lit up, and he became a little excited.

I didn't expect that this immortal with a mediocre appearance and a childish face would be a famous immortal in history.

It really doesn't look like it at all, and it doesn't seem to be any different from ordinary cultivators.

Li Taibai smiled and said, "Oh, is Sage Li interested in my reputation when I was in the mortal world? ”

"What are you fighting for the first place in the world?" Li Xiuyuan said with some confusion.

"Of course it's the number one swordsman in the world, the prestige of this mortal world can't be forgotten even after becoming an immortal, looking back, that's really interesting, until now there are people who still want to challenge me from time to time, look at Xiaoyou, you are equipped with a sword, are you going to compete with me with a sword?"

Li Taibai was a little puzzled.

“......”

Li Xiuyuan looked at him with a strange expression, "Could it be that the Taibai Immortal only knows that his swordsmanship is the best in the world, doesn't he know that your poetry is ancient and modern?"

Poet?

Li Taibai paused for a moment: "When will I have a poetic talent?"

"Oh, are you talking about those whining verses I wrote when I was in the mortal world?" he then suddenly remembered again, and said with a modest smile: "How can there be any poetry, but just casually chanting a few useless verses, at that time even the peddlers and pawns would chant poetry, if you boast."

Award my poems, then I should be so ashamed that I blush. ”

Then he looked embarrassed.

It's as if someone has been touted as a very dishonorable thing.

"Immortal, you are humble. Li Xiu said from afar.

"No, no, no, you're polite, if you praise me for my superb swordsmanship, I'll thank you from the bottom of my heart, but I'm really ashamed of you when you say that my poetry is good. Li Taibai shook his head and said.

"......" Li Xiuyuan didn't know what to say at the moment.

I didn't expect Li Taibai to be ashamed to mention his poetry, it was so difficult that there were too many poetry and literature talents in the Tang Dynasty, so Li Taibai couldn't feel his excellence?

Well, that's a possibility.

You must know that in the previous dynasty, the literary style was at its peak, and what poets, poets, ghosts, and poets all came out, and there were many poets who left their names in history.

Li Taibai is not alone.

On the contrary, he is a ranger, and when he travels the rivers and lakes with swordsmanship, he is outstanding.

So for him, it is the swordsmanship, not the poetry?

The Taoist fairy next to him said: "Your poetry is indeed not worth mentioning, the poor Taoist disciple is the life of the saint, maybe he will be canonized in the future, he admired the poets of the previous dynasty very much when he was studying in the mortal world, so he wanted to ask for poetry, since Li Taibai's poems are not worth mentioning, down."

Let's go back and find the poet saint, his poems are more worthy of the poor disciple to ask for. ”

Li Taibai immediately raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and then said: "By the way, what did you say about me just now, my poems are ancient and modern? Haha, this word is used well, since the saints of later generations have praised me like this, that's right, my poems are indeed ancient and modern, do you want to ask for poems? Okay."

I'll write to you at once, do you want ten, or twenty? Not worth mentioning? I'll let you, little brat, see how my poems are worthless. ”

The corners of Li Xiuyuan's mouth twitched when he heard this, weren't you very modest to say that your poems were not worthy of praise, and if you praise too much, you will be ashamed and blush.

How did he change his posture in a blink of an eye.

But this Li Taibai is really terrifying, and he opens his mouth to ten or twenty songs.

If there were literati here in the mortal world, they would probably be scared to death.

Ordinary literati make poems all by biting the text and chewing the words, thinking about it for many days, and changing and changing the prescription to complete a poem, but for Li Taibai, his poetry is like eating and drinking, it is simple, and the high level of poetry talent has reached the point where people are beyond reach.

is such a person, and he is still modest that his poems are not worth mentioning.

"I don't dare to ask for the new poems of the Taibai Immortals, just ask for a few ink treasures. ”

Li Xiuyuan immediately took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the ghost king's cloth bag, and even moved out the wooden table, just waiting for him to write poems.

"Oh, Mobao is fine, are you looking down on me Li Taibai?" Li Taibai said.

Where is this reason for Li Xiuyuan, he wants to leave the poems to future generations, so that future generations can admire them...... Of course, there is also a selfish intention, that is, how valuable is the ink treasure of this poet immortal, if it is passed on, it can be thousands of times stronger than what gold, silver, jewelry, and good land houses are left to future generations.

But such a verse must have appeared before.

If it hasn't appeared, isn't it a pirated copy, a fake?

After some kind words and persuasion, Li Taibai still listened to Li Xiuyuan's advice and wrote several famous poems in the past.

No more, no less, exactly ten.

And it was stamped with its own seal and put on its own name.

"My poems are enough for you to pass on to future generations for future generations to admire, and with my Li Taibai's poems here, there is no need to ask for the poems of the poets. Li Taibai threw away the ink pen in his hand and laughed.

Feelings, do you care about this?

"Rich. Li Xiuyuan looked at the scattered rice paper on the table, and couldn't help but be a little secretly happy.

Don't say that the ancestors don't care about your children and grandchildren, the ten pieces of Li Taibai's ink treasures are here for you to keep.

Huh, wait.

Li Bai's Mobao ...... Xuan paper from the Song Dynasty.

Isn't this still a fake?

Suddenly, when he paid attention to this detail when he put away these things, he couldn't help but darken his face.

One hundred dense and one sparse, one hundred dense and one sparse.

However, Li Taibai seemed to be interested, and pulled an immortal next to him and said: "This immortal friend, my poems are ancient and modern, why don't I leave you a pair of ink treasures for your future generations to admire?"

"While going, while going, who is rare about your few broken words, you think you are Zhang Shengqiu, Du Fu, Wu Daozi, I want their poems and paintings. The immortal said with a look of disdain.

“......”

Li Taibai suddenly looked embarrassed: "Seeing a smile, seeing a smile, I can't help it." ”

Then he shrank back stupidly, looking like he had been devastated.

Li Xiu saw this scene and found that Li Taibai's poems were really not treated among these immortals, and he even gave them to others, but no one else wanted them.

The Dao Tong Immortal glanced at it and said: "It's embarrassing again, in addition to being able to fool my apprentice, your Mobao can fool my apprentice, which immortal will look at it, although your talent in the world is good, but the poet is the most worthless, and there are endless dynasties in all dynasties, if not."

People's achievements are not worth pursuing. ”

"Zhang Sengqiu's paintings can be transformed into living creatures, can you?"

Li Taibai said stupidly: "No, I can't, but my swordsmanship is superb, I can beat ten Zhang monks." ”

"Du Fu has been named a poet saint, are you qualified to be called a poet saint?"

"He doesn't drink, I look down on him, and he doesn't dance swords. Li Taibai dodged with some eyes.

"Wu Daozi's paintings are also extraordinary, do you have such a level?"

"But my swordsmanship is the best. ”

The Dao Tong Immortal snorted lightly and did not speak.

Li Taibai was silent for a long time, then turned to look at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Can you give me back those ink treasures just now?" I want to tear them up, let's talk about swordsmanship, I have created some swordsmanship, do you want to learn it?"