Chapter Seventy-Seven: Sword Dance

"Dangdang!"

The giant claws stretched out from the void slapped into the chaotic passage formed by the white-haired old man, and suddenly burst with thousands of sparks and rays, illuminating the darkness.

Through the astonishing glimpse of the light in an instant, I found that the giant beast hiding in the endless dark void was extremely terrifying, chaotic, eyeless and noseless, like a tadpole magnified countless times, the dark surface was uneven, and huge claws of limbs were born under the abdomen, and a slap fell down, which could flatten the entire capital city!

The Chaos Beast was too huge to be compared to the endless dark void, and the white-haired old man in the Chaos Passage was not even dust compared to it!

"Chaos Beast?" The white-haired old man was very calm, looking at the black pressure in front of him, like an old monk sitting still.

"Bang!"

The Chaos Beast slapped its giant claws again, and tens of millions of Chaos Qi erupted, destroying a piece of land with a casual trace, but the Chaos Passage built by the white-haired old man seemed to be indestructible, and there was a slight vibration, but there was no sign of shattering.

This is very weird, although the Chaos Passage constructed is very wide, and the Ancient Divine Dragon has no problem roaming in it, but compared to the Chaos Beast that is so huge that it has no boundaries, the Chaos Passage of the white-haired old man is just like a hair.

Even so, the Chaos Beast was indestructible.

"An adult Chaos Beast, although it can't destroy the Chaos Passage built by the old decay, but the old decay used the origin just now, and it is difficult to kill it now. Hey, the Endless Void, what a small chance of encountering a Chaos Beast, but he was still seen by the old decay, I really don't know if Lu Dao is unlucky or lucky. ”

The white-haired old man sighed with emotion, raised his eyebrows, and two shocking gazes instantly burst into his cloudy eyes, piercing through the void.

His stiff back slowly stood upright, and he took out a Taoist with fairy wind bones from the clay figure stall.

This Taoist clay figure, hair like silver threads, a auspicious cloud bun on his head, thin body, wearing gray and white linen clothes, holding a dragon tree staff in the palm of his hand, branching out a branch, on which there are three leaves of green, two white flowers, a Bodhi fruit, and wise eyes.

The clay figure pinched so vividly that even the smile at the corner of the Taoist priest's mouth could be reflected.

"Let's go back to the real body, the other characters are a little unsightly in the face of adult Chaos Beasts. I saw the white-haired old man pick up the Taoist clay figure, and the god chattered a few times in his mouth, and suddenly, the white-haired old man disappeared, replaced by a Taoist priest with fairy wind bones, take a closer look, he is exactly the same as the Taoist clay figure picked up by the white-haired old man before!

And what about the white-haired old man? He suddenly became a clay figure and was held in the hands of a white-robed Taoist priest!

"Old decay, no, it should be the ancestor. ”

"The true body of this ancestor, after traveling to the Three Realms for so many years, he has not moved, I don't know if he is unfamiliar with it. The white-robed Taoist priest muttered to himself, a smile always on the corner of his mouth, and he looked up at the Chaos Beast.

From the perspective of the white-robed Taoist, he could only see the tip of the iceberg of the Chaos Beast, but at this moment, the huge and boundless Chaos Beast was completely presented in the pupils of the white-robed Taoist.

"I've seen the ancestor, and I haven't retreated, do you still have to wait for the ancestor to make a move?" The white-robed Taoist priest said lightly, and the invisible momentum unfolded, if there is heaven and earth in the void, then the words of the white-robed Taoist, an action, and an invisible momentum, have replaced heaven and earth!

"Roar!"

The Chaos Beast roared, it felt the supreme aura emanating from the white-robed Taoist priest's body, and it was not afraid, it roared angrily, and the invisible sound wave formed a terrifying wave in the endless void.

The Chaos Passage is impregnable, untouched by the roar of the Chaos Beast.

"In that case, the ancestor accepted you, and it just so happens that there is still a guardian beast missing in the Chaos Mountain Gate, so I will choose you. The white-robed Taoist priest said lightly, holding the Bodhi tree cane full of Taoist charm in one hand, and the wide sleeves of his robe in the other hand waved suddenly.

Brush!

The gray chaotic qi surged, and the huge chaotic beast outside the passage disappeared in an instant, and had already been received by the white-robed Taoist priest into the sleeve of the robe.

"Next time, the white boy will be eight sedan chairs to invite the ancestor, the ancestor will not go, what does the matter of the Three Realms have to do with the ancestor, the ancestor has already been detached, too lazy to care, too lazy to care" The white-robed Taoist priest muttered, glancing at the clay figure stall.

"Close!"

With a whoosh, the clay figure stall was suddenly tucked into the sleeve of the robe, and the white-robed Taoist priest nodded with satisfaction.

"Bodhi has no tree, where to stir up dust. Originally, there was nothing, and the mirror was not beyond the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, and it was better than the gods at ease" The white-robed Taoist priest carried the cane of the Bodhi tree, shook his shoulders, and walked away happily.

The white-robed Taoist priest seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact, he had already exceeded the concept of speed, and the chaotic passage built by the white-haired old man who had pinched the clay man before dissipated, and was replaced by the golden avenue that appeared under the feet of the white-robed Taoist priest, just a flash, and then disappeared into a chaotic void, and when it appeared again, it was already surrounded by a mountain gate with birds singing and flowers

The existence of the white-robed Taoist priest is too long, and I am afraid that few people in the Three Realms know his true body.

The matter of fate, the matter of fate, since ancient times, there are a few people in the Three Realms who can break it, I am afraid that only God knows the way, it is wonderful, it is wonderful.

After exchanging clay figures, Su Xing and Tai An'er went down the mountain together, and from the top of the mountain, they saw that the Jasper Lake had the most ghosts gathered, so they wanted to join in the fun.

The jasper lake is surrounded by ghosts, not only because of the boat boat in the middle of the lake, but also because of the small building on the lakeside, a huge seven-rank lotus flower floats on the lake, the lotus heart is as green as jade, a fairy dances on it, and invites a very famous talented woman in the entire underworld.

"Who's dancing on it?" asked Wake up.

"Butterflies love flowers. A ghost replied, staring intently at the seven-grade jasper lotus.

"The big sister above doesn't seem to be dancing in an ordinary way, it's so beautiful. Tai An'er jumped up and pointed to the butterfly love flower on the seven-grade jasper lotus and said.

"Of course, she danced a sword dancer. Su Xing smiled slightly and said.

On the jasper lake, the seven-grade jasper lotus floats, the petal pink flowers are in full bloom, the light fragrance of flowers is drifting, and the surrounding seems to be faintly surrounded by fairy music and Buddha singing.

In the center of the jasper lotus, a beautiful woman danced barefoot, fluttering in a white dress and light yarn, like a beautiful and noble butterfly, and her jade wings flashed.

If you simply think that the dance of the butterfly love flower is just soft and beautiful, it is a big mistake, she raised her soft wattle, and the soft white clothes faded to the fragrant shoulders, revealing the delicate jade white lotus arms, and with a turn of the wrist, a cold light flashed, and the slender sword was revealed.

Butterfly Lianhua danced the sword dance, causing a sensation in all directions, the lakeside was crowded with big devil heirs, unable to take their eyes off it, and their faces changed color whenever they went to the place where their hearts were thrilled, and the world was also infected by her dancing, ups and downs.

The sword light is dazzling, like Hou Yi shooting down nine days, the dance posture is vigorous and agile, just like the god driving the dragon to fly, the sword momentum is like a thunderbolt when dancing, it makes people breathless, and the dance is calm, like the waves of the river and the sea.

"What a butterfly love flower, bright red lips, graceful dancing, impressively practiced the sword dance of Aunt Gongsun to the extreme. "Wake up and praise, see the extreme, can't help but chant loudly.

"In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, who danced with a sword and moved in all directions.

The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time.

Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons.

Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light.

The lips and beads are lonely, and there are disciples who pass on the fragrance in the evening.

The beauty of Linying is in the White Emperor, and the wonderful dance of this song is promising.

There is both a question and answer with Yu, and the feeling of soothing things increases sadness.

There were 8,000 maids of the first emperor, and Gongsun was the first in the sword.

In the past fifty years, it seems that the royal family has been fainted by the wind and dust.

The disciples of the pear garden are scattered like smoke, and the female music is reflected in the cold day.

The south wood of the golden millet pile has been arched, and the grass of the stone city of Qu Tang is bleak.

The tortoise feast is over, and the moon rises in the east.

The old man didn't know where he was going, and his feet turned into a barren mountain. ”

"On October 19, the second year of the Tang calendar, I watched Linying Li Twelve Niang's sword dance at the house of Kuifu Beijia Yuanzhi, and I felt that the dance was vigorous and changeable, and I asked her who she was learning from?

Xuanzong Kaiyuan three years, I was still young, I remember in Yuncheng to see Gongsun Auntie dance "Sword Weapon" and "Hun Off" dance, smooth and elegant and rhythmic, outstanding, contemporary first, from the palace in Yichun, Liyuan disciples to the palace outside the worship of the dancers, know this dance, in the early years of Tang Xuanzong, only Gongsun Aunt alone.

Back then, she was beautifully dressed and beautiful, but now I am a white-headed old man, and her disciple Li Shiniang in front of me is no longer a young woman. Now that she knows the origin of her dancing skills, it seems that the dancing skills of their master and apprentice are in the same line, reminiscing about the past, and feeling infinite emotion in their hearts, so they wrote the poem "Sword Weapon Xing".

I heard that Zhang Xu, a native of Wuzhou in the past, was good at writing cursive calligraphy, and often watched Gongsun Lady dance a kind of "Xihe Sword Weapon" dance in Ye County, and since then cursive calligraphy has made great progress, bold and agitated, debauchery, and uninhibited, which shows that Gongsun Auntie's dancing skills are superb.

Once upon a time there was a beautiful woman named Gongsun Auntie, and every time she danced a sword dance, it would cause a sensation in all directions.

There were so many people watching the crowd, the heart was thrilled and the face changed color, and the world was also infected by her dancing, ups and downs.

The sword light is dazzling, like Hou Yi shooting down the nine suns, dancing vigorously and agilely, just like the gods flying with dragons,

When dancing, the sword is like a thunderbolt, which makes people breathtaking, and when the dance is closed, it is calm, like the waves of the river and the sea.

The bright red lips and graceful dancing posture have passed away, and in their later years, there are disciples who inherit and carry forward the art.

Linying beauty Li Twelve Niang, performed in the White Emperor City, she danced with this song, exquisite and incomparably radiant.

She talked to me for a long time, and I remembered the past and the present about the origin of the sword dance, and added infinite regret and sorrow.

At that time, there were about 8,000 maids on Emperor Xuanzong, and only Gongsun Auntie had the first sword dance.

Fifty years of time is really like turning the palm of your hand, the smoke of war and chaos for many years, and the government is dim and impermanent.

Those pear orchard disciples disappeared one by one, leaving only the dancing posture of the Li family, covering the cold light of winter.

The trees in front of the tomb of Xuanzong in Jinsu Mountain have been embraced, and in the area of the White Emperor City in Qutang Gorge, the autumn grass is bleak and desolate.

The rapid music of the tortoisestring piano is over, and the music is very sad at the beginning of tomorrow, and my heart is panicked.

I, an old man, really don't know where to go, it's hard to walk in the barren mountains, and the more I walk, the more sad I feel. ”

At this time, a handsome boy appeared next to Su Xing, shook the painting fan, and said slowly.

"Hey, who are you, Baidu Encyclopedia?!" Su Xing glanced at his eyes and complained strongly!