In front of this stone wall, Jiang Xiaobai used the black iron heavy sword as a pen, the sword energy as ink, the stone wall as paper, and the thin gold body to draw brush strokes.
He suddenly became proud.
He actually recited the longing song "Xia Ke Xing" in this artistic conception of mountains and rivers, but he never imagined that the artistic conception of mountains and rivers would once again manifest a wonderful scene just like reciting "Children's Interests" in Cangzhou City that day.
"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuangxue Ming."
As soon as this poem came out of his mouth, Jiang Xiaobai immediately waved his hand on the smooth jade stone wall, and in an instant the artistic conception of the mountains and rivers evolved into this scene.
But I saw a swordsman emerging from the sky of Wolong Mountain, holding a sword and walking in front of the stone wall, reciting poems boldly.
"It's the immortal who left the law." City God said, he saw such a strange sight.
Not only him, but the entire Wolong Mountain at this moment, except for the sleeping hikers, all the other people or monsters saw this scene.
Liu Chengdong and Lin Pingzhi were the closest to the stone wall, but their feelings were more intuitive at this moment. It was as if they looked up and saw the immortal waving his sword above their heads.
Moreover, this poem is magnificent and even more heroic.
The green snake and the white snake all saw this scene and immediately stopped practicing and looked up at the sky.
"It's sir. Sir, he will teach us the art of swordsmanship using the Confucian artistic conception method." Green Snake said excitedly.
White Snake nodded and said: "Sister, we must not miss this opportunity. No matter how much we can feel it."
Green Snake nodded.
Huang Ling'er was also looking up at the sky at this moment and saw this scene. Looking at that figure at this moment, she felt inexplicably fascinated.
The remaining demons were silent at this moment, for fear of disturbing the immortal who stayed in France.
And at this moment
, the Mountain God King Yin Yang, who was originally protecting Jiang Xiaobai, suddenly felt that he was enveloped by a divine light. Looking at the young man sitting cross-legged, his whole body was covered with sacred light, and the glow filled the air. An awe-inspiring righteousness mixed with a hint of murderous aura surged out of him.
"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star."
“Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.”
In the void, on the stone wall as smooth as jade, as the young man wrote these two lines of poetry, the entire sky seemed to be filled with a monstrous murderous aura.
Not only that, when the sentence of "killing one person in ten steps and leaving no trace behind in a thousand miles" ended, it was as if the heaven and earth were trembling, and the sword intent criss-crossed in the void, really like the sword dance of a banished immortal.
"It's a good saying, 'Kill one in ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles'. What a free and easy state of mind is this?" Lord City God was trembling all over. Looking at the sky, he was deeply shocked in his heart.
Fortunately, Jiang Xiaobai had set up a large formation on Wolong Mountain for this strange phenomenon. This kind of scene could only be seen on Wolong Mountain, but it was still shocking enough.
"When it's over, brush off your clothes and hide your merit and fame."
"I was leisurely passing Xinling to drink, taking off my sword and crossing my knees."
After finishing the matter, he brushed off his clothes and hid his merits and fame. This sentence always revealed the free and easy spirit of a hero, which caused a qualitative change in one's state of mind.
After writing this poem, the young man no longer paused, but waved his words in one breath. However, in the void and in front of the stone wall, wisps of sword energy filled the entire world, and the young man was empty in front of the stone wall. The figure that was tossing and turning, moving freely and horizontally with the sword energy, was like an immortal dancing with a sword.
That kind of free and easy
The bold and unrestrained spirit, the profound artistic conception that seems to be integrated with the heaven and earth, make people fascinated and seem to have some enlightenment.
Such wonders are rare to see in ancient times.
At the foot of Wolong Mountain, a mysterious messenger walked up to Qingling City God and whispered: "Master City God, this mountain god of Wolong Mountain is protecting the immortal for the time being. He can't get away for the time being. He just asked me to wait, but don't disturb him." That Immortal Liu Fa, my lord, this Wolong Mountain Mountain God has such a big air..."
The City God waved his hand and said, "Don't disturb the immortal. I'll go there on my own and just wait in peace."
Qingling City God led a group of underworld officials to Wolong Mountain. Along the way, the voice of the immortal chanting rang in his ears, and a trace of Taoist rhyme fell on the world, nourishing the creatures of Wolong Mountain.
The spiritual energy seems to be more abundant.
When the city god walked not far from Jiang Xiaobai's real body, he asked all the Yin Department officials under his command to stand on the spot and not to disturb the immortal who was sitting cross-legged and casting spells.
...
"Even if the bones of a hero are so fragrant, I will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world."
"Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra?"
As the last sentence fell, the whole world was filled with sword energy and sword intent. In the sky, there seemed to be afterimages that lingered for a long time, dancing the sword in the air.
The vision seemed even more magnificent.
And with the end of Jiang Xiaobai's last poem, countless spiritual energy poured into Wolong Mountain crazily from nowhere in the world. In just a moment, Wolong Mountain seemed to be swept away by a wave of energy. It was like a sudden spring rain.
Become crystal clear.
And at this moment, everywhere is exuding a dense brilliance.
Sure enough, different
So done.
In the mountains and rivers of the artistic conception, Jiang Xiaobai came back to his senses, and felt that his state of mind seemed to have changed again. He recovered the vision in the mountains and rivers of the artistic conception, but suddenly, he felt that he was standing not far away. There are all the officials in the Yin Department, and the leader is wearing a crimson official robe. There is no doubt that he is the Qingling City God.
Jiang Xiaobai looked at it with Dharma eyes.
But I saw that this city god had a majestic and upright appearance, an elegant smile, and seemed to be well-educated and sensible. He was definitely not that pedantic and old-fashioned.
He withdrew his artistic conception and visualized it, and the mana that had penetrated into the mountain and river seals was withdrawn at this moment. In an instant, the vision of heaven and earth disappeared without a trace.
Jiang Xiaobai stood up, feeling a little sore all over. This time, too much mana was injected into Wolong Mountain to transform it, so that he felt slightly tired.
Qingling City God saw him open his eyes and was about to speak when Jiang Xiaobai waved to him and said, "You are Qingling City God? Come over here. I'll see you if I need anything."
Forehead?
Qingling City God was stunned and was stunned on the spot. This immortal's behavior was a bit different from ordinary people.
Seeing that he was not moving, Jiang Xiaobai frowned slightly and said, "Ink stains, my mana has been severely depleted, and all secular etiquette is waived. I have something to ask for your help with."
"Ah? Oh..." Qingling City God then stepped forward in confusion, bowed respectfully, and said: "The little god Qingling County City God has met the Immortal Chief, what are the Immortal Chief's orders?"
Jiang Xiaobai didn't waste any time and said directly: "Please help me get some paper and pens, I can use them."
He did feel that his mana was severely depleted. He didn't feel it at first, but now that he relaxed, he felt inexplicably tired.
But in the spirit of due diligence
According to the principle of responsibility, some flaws on Wolong Mountain must be reported to the city god, so he had to ask the city god to find pen, ink, paper and inkstone to draw all the plans.
