Chapter 169: Good Poetry
March 25, early in the morning, the morning sun is like fire, the fiery red sun sprinkles all over the entire Chang'an City, and the good weather that has not been seen for a long time has finally arrived.
It's hard to imagine that the sun is rising this morning after a stormy storm last night, which is completely unreasonable.
However, there are some things in the world that do not always make sense.
Peach blossom set, next to a street.
Baili Xingfeng slowly opened his eyes, looking at the fiery red between heaven and earth, slightly stunned, he hadn't seen the sun for some days.
Baili Xingfeng suddenly touched his heart, for some reason, he woke up this morning and felt very relieved, no longer having the pain of cutting his heart like a knife, and no longer feeling that he would lose anything!
It was as if the whole world had suddenly opened up.
Baili Xingfeng kicked the ground with his legs and bounced up.
"Click"
A tooth-aching bone pop sounded.
Baili Xingfeng was stunned again, looked inward, and found that he had broken through to the ninth and fifth layers.
It's only been seven days, and he has broken through from the fourth layer of the ninth layer to the fifth layer of the ninth layer, which is incredible, but he clearly remembers that there are still two barriers from the fifth layer of the ninth layer that have not been broken, how can he wake up from sleep, and the barrier will open by itself, what's going on, it doesn't make sense.
Although the breakthrough is not clear, however, Baili Xingfeng likes this feeling of power.
He walked to the middle of the street, and when he saw that there was no one on the street, he pulled out the giant que, and he wanted to try the power of the ninefold and five-layer.
Bow down and tie the horse, close your eyes and concentrate, your heart is like stopping water, and you will be able to resist the sword with your heart.
"Spirit, rhino, one, sword!"
A three-zhang high sword, with an astonishing momentum and the sound of whirring wind, spread from the place where the wind stood for a hundred miles to the end of the street.
Everywhere the sword passed, there was smoke and dust, flying sand and stones.
Baili Xingfeng smiled slightly, I didn't expect that the power of the Lingxi Sword was so great, could it be that I Baili Xingfeng realized the superior martial arts, and it should still be the top level in the superior martial arts.
"I'm going to die! Who is uneducated and smashes my vegetable stall?"
"You lifted my tofu stall early in the morning, and you don't let people live?"
Listening to the scolding in the distance, Baili Xingfeng shook his head helplessly, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Falling on the pine slope, under the cliff of despair.
The long-lost sunlight shines into the room, although it looks dazzling, but it finally brings a hint of warmth.
Beitang Qiuhong opened his eyes, looked at the morning sun in the distance, and lost his mind slightly.
Her eyes were full of exhaustion, for she had not rested well for seven days.
Suddenly, Beitang Qiuhong's expression changed slightly, and her ears moved slightly, as if she heard something.
She buried her face in Kitado Blizzard's chest.
"Knock, knock, knock"
Beitang Qiuhong heard it, it was the sound of a heartbeat, a very rhythmic, very strong heartbeat!
At this moment, Beitang Qiuhong felt that this heartbeat was the most beautiful sound in the world.
She put her ear to Beitang Feixue's nose, and she could clearly feel Beitang Feixue's breathing very evenly.
Beitang Qiuhong kissed Beitang Feixue's cheek dotingly, and then lay on the bed and smiled heartily.
Blizzard is still alive, it's good to be alive! There is hope if you are alive!
As long as Feixue is alive, I still have relatives in Beitang Qiuhong, and I will never be alone.
The tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and a wave of fatigue struck again, and Beitang Qiuhong gently hugged Beitang Feixue and fell into a deep sleep.
This will be the best sleep Beitang Qiuhong has slept in recent days.
Peach blossom set, Yunxian residence.
Baili Xingfeng thought that Yunxian Residence should be a chic and elegant, heroic and uninhibited place, a paradise.
Who knows, it's just a restaurant!
"Little Er, let's have a pot of wine!"
"What kind of wine do you want to drink, this guest officer?"
Baili Xingfeng took out all the silver in his pocket, counted the points, and then asked, "What kind of wine can I buy for thirty-two taels?"
"Guest officer, we have five years of fine bamboo leaves here, one and a half catties, thirty taels and one altar!"
Baili Xingfeng nodded, and said with a smile: "Good bamboo leaf green, five years, one and a half catties, thirty taels, not expensive!"
"That's, our Yunxian Residence, there is a signboard!"
"Come to an altar!"
"Okay!"
After the wine came up, Baili Xingfeng tasted it carefully, the taste was very mellow, the aroma of the wine was very strong, worthy of being bamboo leaf green, calculate the time, Baili Xingfeng had not drunk wine like this for a long time.
A few days ago, I used burning knives as water to drink.
Even in the past, the hundred miles of wind drank ordinary soju.
Maybe he was in a good mood today, so he wanted to drink a good pot of wine.
"Ten years of affection, nine inches of liver and sausage, wind and rain in all directions, seven feelings with hatred, six gods, five fingers, embattled ears, three souls, two tears, a dance is Yu Ji!"
Suddenly a poem floated upstairs!
After hearing this, Baili Xingfeng couldn't help but nod and admire: "Good poetry!" I didn't expect that there was such an outstanding person in Xiaoyun Xianju, and it seemed that she was still a woman when she heard her voice.
"Daoyou is also a good poet?" After Baili Xingfeng went upstairs, a woman in a pink dress smiled at Baili Xingfeng and asked.
Baili Xingfeng turned his head to look, and saw that the woman was wearing a pink dress, about twenty years old, wearing light makeup, willow eyebrows, and she seemed to be everyone's girlfriend.
Baili Xingfeng smiled and shook his head: "I'm not a good poet, I just understand a little!"
The woman in pink pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "I chanted the upper que, and the Taoist friend might as well take the lower que." ”
Baili Xingfeng chuckled and shook his head, Martial Dao, he is good. In addition to being able to read and write, the hundred miles of poetry is really seven or six tricks, and I don't know anything.
Huh? Baili Xingfeng looked at the bamboo leaf green in his hand, and smiled slightly: "A pot of turbid wine, two people chant poetry, I don't understand three books, my limbs are very developed, it is sunny in May, it rains in June, and I laugh at ghosts crossing the bridge in July, eight feet high, nine feet long, and I am the craziest in ten years!"
The woman in pink pursed her lips and chuckled: "Although there is no artistic conception, it is quite neat!"
Baili Xingfeng didn't reply, just smiled indifferently and chanted poetry, which was not what he was good at!
Silently, a man in white sitting opposite the woman in pink chewed the poem of Baili Xingfeng, suddenly patted his thigh, and praised: "Good poem! You look at a pot of turbid wine, the two of them chant poetry, this is the truth, talk about things, you don't understand the three books, the limbs are very developed, and it is frank, saying that the martial arts that Brother Ren is good at is not literature, you are looking at May sunny, June rain, the world knows that the sky is unpredictable, but Brother Ren dares to assert that May will be sunny, June is more rainy than rain, dare to call the board with God, crazy enough, a July laugh to see the ghost crossing the bridge is even more heroic and uninhibited, eight feet high, nine feet long, ten years of laughter I am the craziest, people in the rivers and lakes are people in the rivers and lakes, this is really crazy enough!"
Baili Xingfeng smiled and shook his head, he didn't know poetry at all, how could he say good poetry?