The scholar in white looked at this heroine who was born out of nowhere with some bewilderment.
Taiwei frowned slightly.
"Yes, we are all from Tang Dynasty!"
The other two people also ran back and looked at Taiwei with shocked eyes.
One sword can break armor eighty-six times. This kind of martial arts is simply unheard of. It is a miraculous skill. I just heard that she calls herself a poor Taoist. Could it be that she is a high disciple of a certain Taoist sect?
"Since you are from Tang Dynasty, why are you here?"
The scholar in white straightened his clothes, showed a handsome smile, and said: "The heroine is joking. The reason why we came to this Turkic territory from the Central Plains is naturally to respond to your majesty's edict to declare war."
Declaration of war...
Taiwei's heart moved. The Tang Dynasty actually declared war on the Turks?
Is this still the Tang Dynasty she remembers?
Immediately afterwards, the scholar in white started talking and explained clearly the origins of the three of them.
It turns out that they are all heroes in the martial arts world of the Central Plains. His name is Lin Xingzhou, known as the Jade-faced Scholar in the world, and he is proficient in grappling and concealed weapons. The tall and thick man is named Shen Tuxiong, known as the Crazy Sword. As for the young monk, his Buddhist name is Zhending, and his background is Shaolin, with amazing skills, is known as the Iron Arhat.
The three of them originally wanted to join the army to serve their country, but they were conceited about their martial arts skills and did not want to start as small soldiers. Therefore, they hit it off and sneaked into the Turkic stronghold secretly, hoping to find out important information as a pledge of surrender.
The information was gathered, but the three of them were also exposed and hunted by dozens of Turkic cavalry, almost dying without a burial place.
"The Tang Dynasty...dare to declare war on the Turks?"
In Taiwei's memory, the Tang Dynasty was still very weak, and the people were starved of food. They also signed the Weishui River Alliance with the Turks, and had to pay huge amounts of wealth every year.
Not to mention the Turks, even the small country of Tubo dared to stare covetously.
The Turks are one of the most powerful countries in the world. Their national teacher is known as the evil Buddha and entered the Yangshen realm decades ago. In addition, there is also a great leader who is also in the Yangshen realm. priest.
There was a huge disparity in strength between the two. How could Datang dare to send troops?
Could it be that the master came out to help the Tang Dynasty?
Hearing Taiwei's words, Lin Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "The heroine is joking, I have strong soldiers and horses in the Tang Dynasty, your majesty is wise and powerful, and there is the invincible Li Guoshi sitting in charge. How can we not defeat the Turks in a fight?"
After a pause, he softly recited a poem.
"It's snowy in the mountains in May. There are no flowers, only cold. I hear the willows breaking in my flute, but I haven't seen the spring scenery."
"Watch the battle at dawn with the golden drum, and sleep with the jade saddle at night. I am willing to put the sword under my waist to kill Loulan."
Taiwei's eyes moved, she pondered on the last two sentences for a moment, and said: "What a poem!"
"That's natural. This poem was written by my Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty. It was after reading this poem that we were so excited that we decided to break into the dragon's pond and tiger's den of Yi Di!"
Lin Xingzhou opened the fan and fanned it gently. His black hair was flying, which, combined with his handsome face and the unrestrained and passionate way he recited poems, was enough to make the hearts of many girls tremble.
It's a pity that Taiwei is not among them.
She just chewed the poem silently, especially the last two sentences. The more she read, the more she liked it, and she became more and more curious about the Tang Dynasty Imperial Master.
"That Great Master of the Tang Dynasty...what's his name?"
Hearing this, not only Lin Xingzhou, but also Shen Tuxiong, who was holding a black sword, and monk Zhending in monk's robes, all looked at her with strange eyes.
That look seemed to say, how could there be anyone in this world who has never heard of the name of the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty?
Taiwei didn't look embarrassed at all, instead she was cool, calm and generous.
"Pindao has been traveling overseas for these years and has not heard anything about the world. It is inevitable that he has become a little ignorant. He also asked three brothers to teach him."
"So that's the case, no wonder."
Lin Xingzhou nodded, with a hint of pride in his voice.
"My national masters of the Tang Dynasty are the Dragon and Tiger Celestial Masters, Li, Dao and Xuan, who dominate the world and are invincible in the world!"
Taiwei's eyes froze.
"Master...then Li Daoxuan, his Taoist name is Taichong?"
Lin Xingzhou was a little surprised and said: "So you've heard of it, yes, it's Zhenren Taichong!"
He was about to continue talking when he saw the heroine with a clear sword and unfathomable heart suddenly smiled, and her heroic eyebrows were slightly bent, showing a bit of softness.
Even those eyes as clear as sword light had a hint of surprise.
Lin Xingzhou can be considered a well-known figure in the world. With his handsome face, he can be regarded as a veteran of flowers. He is used to seeing beautiful women and charming women.
But he had never been as excited as at this moment.
There is no trace of makeup in her smile, but a strange and otherworldly charm, like the snow on the mountains or the first ray of sunshine between heaven and earth, beautiful and pure, without a trace of earthly dirt.
In fact, he was deeply moved from the moment Taiwei drew her sword.
One sword can break through eighty-six armors, like a peerless swordsman emerging from the sky, with a magnificent grace.
That condescending and cold glance, as well as that moving sword light that was as touching as a thunderous dragon, made Lin Xingzhou particularly fond of him and admired him deeply.
"Can you tell me... about the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty?"
"Of course you can. The heroine's swordsmanship is amazing. Why don't you come with us? Along the way, I will tell you everything about Master Li!"
Lin Xingzhou said enthusiastically.
"Thank you."
Taiwei stood with her sword in hand and looked at him quietly.
"Hero, how about we eat something first?"
"No, I want to hear it now."
Lin Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, let me start from when Li Guoshi first entered Chang'an."
"It was the second year of Zhenguan, and there was a severe drought in Chang'an for several months. Your Majesty convened the Longmen Immortal Meeting to pray for rain. But who knew that the evil Buddha Maha also came to Chang'an, coveting my position as the National Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty..."
The long yellow sand and the strong wind.
Taiwei held her sword and listened very carefully.
…
Chang'an City, Zhuque Street.
A new temple was built here, and the incense was very strong. Many people came to worship, and some doctors also organized free clinics in front of the temple.
As long as a doctor is willing to treat the common people, he will receive a medical book issued by the government called "Qianjin Prescription".
For a time, there was a huge crowd here, and people who had seen their illness would spontaneously go to the temple to burn incense.
A figure slowly walked into the temple. He was tall and tall, and his green clothes were like lotus. His grace and demeanor were all otherworldly, but the people around him turned a blind eye to him.
Li Daoxuan walked among the sea of people, but it seemed as if he was alone in the world.
Finally, he stopped in front of the temple and quietly looked at the plaque with the words "Yaowang Temple" written on it. After a long time, he raised his feet and stepped inside.
Sandalwood lingers.
Everything around is very simple. Above the shrine, there is a kind-hearted old man, riding a tiger and holding a medicine bowl, which is lifelike.
It is Sun Simiao, the Miaoying master who has been canonized by the emperor himself!
As soon as Li Daoxuan returned to Beijing, he personally built the temple and asked the thirteen most famous carving masters in Chang'an to work for two days and two nights before finally carving the statue.
Then he put the wisp of Yao Wang's heavenly soul that he intercepted into the statue, and then asked Qing Emperor to publicize Yao Wang's deeds everywhere, so that Yao Wang could get a lot of incense.
Seven days have passed now.
"The spirit of heaven and earth, a spiritual light is attached to my body. Master Miaoying follows me, acts on behalf of heaven, assists the country and saves the people, expounds the Tao and Dharma, and sends down the true spirit quickly. Be as urgent as a law or order!"
He squeezed the Dao Seal with his hand and used Longhu Mountain's technique of summoning gods and generals, but there was no response from the statue.
Li Daoxuan opened his eyebrows and looked at the statue carefully. Except for a hint of agility, he didn't find anything unusual.
He sighed softly, saying that he had done everything he could. Whether Senior Yao Wang could survive to practice the divine way could only depend on his own destiny.
Shaking his head, Li Daoxuan turned and left.
After his figure disappeared, a moment later, the statue of Miaoying on the shrine suddenly trembled slightly, as if it was an illusion.
…
Returning to the small courtyard of Xuandu, Li Daoxuan was holding Ziwei in his hands and counting, and was calculating the secrets of the war with the Turks.
It's a pity that at every critical point, his eyes seemed to be covered by a black cloud. He couldn't see clearly anyway, so he had no choice but to give up.
At this moment, a paper crane flew from the sky and kept hovering above Li Daoxuan's head.
Who in the clouds sent me a brocade book?
Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand, and the paper crane fell down and stretched automatically, turning into a piece of letter paper with lines of elegant and elegant small characters on it.
The sword meaning in the pen and ink made Li Daoxuan seem to hear a loud and clear sword cry.
What a sword!
Looking at the last signature, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.
This turned out to be...a letter from junior sister Taiwei!
A picture emerged in Li Daoxuan's mind. Junior sister Taiwei broke her beloved Glass Dragon Sword in public at the Tianshi Ceremony in Longhu Mountain, aiming to pursue the supreme swordsmanship for the rest of her life.
I only love the three-foot sword in my life, and I have a loyal heart towards Qingfeng.
Both of them are swordsman wizards. They have sparred many times on the sword test stone in Longhu Mountain, and they have lived and died together in the underworld. They have a feeling of being close friends.
I remember when they were parting, she carried an iron sword on her back and rode down the mountain, saying that she wanted to see the desert beyond the Great Wall, the snow-capped mountains in the far north, Penglai in the East China Sea, and the miasmatic mountains. She wanted to see the end of the world and meet again after she became a sword fairy.
Li Daoxuan hasn't heard from her for a long time, and even Qing Emperor couldn't find out.
That strange woman who was born with a sword and a free and unrestrained mind seemed to have disappeared from the world, and no one has ever seen her again.
A wave of waves appeared in Li Daoxuan's heart.
He continued to read the letter.
"Senior brother personally opens it."
"It has been six years since we last said goodbye. My little sister has been traveling to other places, wandering all over the world, traveling to the ends of the earth, and I miss her all the time."
"After leaving Longhu Mountain, I headed east until I set sail to the sea, hoping to see the end of the world."
"It's difficult to travel eastward, and the sea is unpredictable. Thanks to the paper horse given to me by my senior brother, I can cross the water as if I were walking on flat ground, and I won't come back in embarrassment, only to make myself smile."
Seeing this, Li Daoxuan smiled slightly.
At that time, he had just learned the art of turning paper into a horse using Zhang Guolao, one of the Eight Immortals. He rode one himself and gave one to his junior sister.
The white horse once took him all the way north until he reached Chang'an.
"There are many hardships and dangers in my line of work. I once saw three evil dragons, eight-winged monster owl and other ferocious beasts on the sea. I fought with them with swords and was often defeated. Thanks to the three life-saving hairs given to me by my senior brother, I was able to save my life. .”
Those were the sparrow fairy feathers he gave her, and now it seems that they have indeed come in handy.
Thinking of Fairy Bird, Li Daoxuan couldn't help but think of the Empress in Tsing Yi.
I don’t know how she is doing now. She has been in seclusion these years.
"I traveled hundreds of millions of miles east, slaying countless ferocious beasts, watching the barbarians drink blood from their hair, and also saw the fairy light in the far north, the nightless month of March, and the ice-covered thousands of miles. After several years, I finally got the sword and forgot about it. I understood a method called the Taishang Sword Sutra."
Li Daoxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Tai Shang Jian Jing", these four words alone are enough to show the junior sister's confidence in this method.
"Since I understood the Taishang Sword Sutra, I killed the three evil dragons, roasted the dragon meat and drank wine, chopped the eight-winged monster owl, took its feathers to make cold clothes, and then fought with all the masters, killing a hundred and seven thieves. Twelve without a single defeat, only to feel lonely."
Li Daoxuan showed a smile.
Although the junior sister tried her best to appear nonchalant, between the lines, one can still see her high spirits in defeating the heroes overseas. As a woman, she made the heroes of all countries bow their heads.
In addition to being chic and bold, there is also a sense of showing off to those close to you. When it is clicked to the point, it is not annoying, but very cute.
It seems that junior sister has had a wonderful life these years.
The word "killing thieves" in her letter was definitely not about cats and dogs, roosters, dogs and thieves. She, who had always been proud, could even mention that those one hundred and seventy-two 'thieves' were all top masters from various countries.
He crossed eastward with his sword and defeated all the heroes.
I'm afraid she has become a legend in overseas countries.
"In order to sharpen my sword, I sat alone on the top of a lonely mountain for several months, watching the separation of spring grass and the falling of autumn leaves. Suddenly, I felt lonely. I only felt that I was traveling at the end of the world and a solitary guest at the corner of the world. Even when I was practicing swordsmanship, I often thought about it. The years in the mountains are the years of the Tang Dynasty."
"Thinking of my master, my uncle, my ancestor, and my senior brother is like a bird in the forest or a fish in the pond thinking about the abyss. It was better to go back, so after another year, I returned to the Tang Dynasty. It was a pity that the paper horse given to me by my senior brother... Damaged at sea.”
"I remember that I made a promise to my senior brother that if I become a sword immortal, I will be able to drive him effectively. Although I have not yet become a sword immortal, I have achieved a small success. Maybe I can try the frost blade to temporarily show my edge. If my senior brother does not give up, please give me a try. Prepare strong wine and delicacies, and practice swordsmanship with me until you are drunk."
"Senior brother has been a master of the Tang Dynasty for these years, killing evil Buddhas, slaying Moluo, destroying locust gods, and suppressing Turks. For only six years, he has become an unparalleled master, but I don't know if his swordsmanship has fallen behind. When the time comes to compete, Even if it’s you, senior brother, my little sister won’t hold back.”
Then there was another joke.
"If you are defeated, please drink three cups yourself to forgive the sin of slacking off."
Seeing such words, Li Daoxuan laughed.
Although his junior sister has gone through many hardships, she still has such a bold and unrestrained temperament. She can be called a rare and strange woman in the world.
At the same time, he also created a self-confidence and aura of being invincible with his sword. The lines of small characters were like sword rays. If you look closely, it seemed like a set of indescribable and peerless swordsmanship.
She has obviously understood her deeds over the years, but she is still unafraid and even has a high-spirited fighting spirit.
Li Dao
The letter is not finished, there is still a paragraph below.
"Brother, I rescued three people in Turks. They told me a piece of news. I think it is of great importance, so I wrote to inform you..."
Seeing what the junior sister said, Li Daoxuan's expression gradually became serious.
…
(End of chapter)
