Great Swordsman

Chapter 197 Poetry and sword are both excellent, unparalleled in the world!
Yujian rides the wind...

Above the blue sky, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing. Li Mu is standing on the Seven Star Dragon Abyss with his hands behind his back. The wind is blowing, the white robes are hunting, and the mountains, rivers and earth are like white horses passing through the gap.

Although the trapped Lufeng and his party were in a life-and-death crisis, I was also blessed by misfortune and refined my sword heart... Li Mu distractedly looked inside, and in the Niwan Palace, a cyan sword glow floated up and down on the nineteen-petalled green lotus, and the miniature Kun was in Qingguang swims back and forth, singing and singing from time to time, very happy.

Li Mu immersed his mind into the heart of his sword, and in an instant, he felt a surge of pride in his chest, his blood boiled, as if all the blood in his body had turned into sword energy, rushing and flowing in his body, he wished he could strike a thousand miles with a sword, and wipe out all the injustices in the world!
He slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a sword light flickering in the depths of his black pupils, bursting out with a three-inch green glow!

When the mind and the sword heart merged, the power of my sword formula increased by at least three times... Li Mu pointed out, and shot a thunderbolt sword energy, like a real thunder, for a few miles, across the sky!

boom! !

The thunderous sword chant slowly resounded through the sky.

At this time, Li Mu even had the urge to go to the foreign monk in the evil land to compete!

Xinshen and Jianxin separated, Li Mu was about to leave Niwan Palace when he suddenly remembered something.

Spirit Gourd Spirit Pattern!

After comprehending the 72 spirit patterns of the spirit gourd that day under the Lingyun Buddha, Li Mu used it to condense his own sword energy, but it was useless at all. He guessed that the sword energy cannot exist in the body alone. Qi will dissipate, so it cannot be condensed with spirit patterns, but now...

Li Mu looked at Jian Xin on the green lotus and became a little excited.

Maybe... doable?
But what if something goes wrong?
Steady hand?
No, no, time doesn't wait, if spirit patterns can really condense Jianxin, wasting a minute is a waste of life!
Li Mu immediately drew 72 spiritual lines outside Qinglian with spiritual power, and made them wander irregularly along the nodes of the five elements and eight trigrams.

Li Mu observed quietly, but after half a day, Jian Xin didn't change at all!

Failed again?

Li Muchang sighed, but he was still a little unwilling. He observed Jian Xin and Qinglian carefully, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind!
Jianxin relies on Qinglian, for Jianxin, Qinglian is...'Spirit Gourd'?
That's right, I should engrave the spirit pattern on Qinglian!

Li Mu immediately drew the spirit patterns on the green lotus with spiritual power, and attached the spirit patterns to the green lotus one by one.

After drawing the spirit patterns with ease, Li Mu carefully let the 72 spirit patterns walk on the surface of the green lotus at the nodes of the five elements and eight trigrams. At first, it was not smooth, because the green lotus bloomed, with a total of nineteen petals. The rules, but after trying thousands of times, Li Mu succeeded in the end!
In an instant, streams of light and spiritual light gushed out from the green lotus, like the mist on the river in the morning, curling up and melting into...Jian Xin!
done! !
Li Mu was ecstatic!

He hurriedly melted into Jianxin, felt carefully, and found that Jianxin was solid and refined under this light light, but the speed was extremely slow, like a tortoise walking.

However, this is not a problem at all, as long as it can be condensed, the iron pestle can be ground into a needle!

It feels weird to say this... Li Mu is in a good mood, so he ignores it, laughs three times, and gallops away with his sword.

a few days later.

When Li Mu came to Xihua County, he was not in a hurry to return to Qingping County, but came to Xihua County City to find the little drunkard.

That day, he was trapped in the cloud formation of the evil spirit, his body was eroded by the evil spirit, and the three flowers were also covered with dust. If it wasn't for the peach blossom wine of the peach blossom wine that made Li Mu feel drunk, and briefly got rid of the shackles of the evil spirit erosion, how could he sing with all his heart and enhance his sword intent? , Condensing the heart of the sword with the help of Li Taibai's "Xia Ke Xing" in one fell swoop?
At the beginning, I gave the little drunkard a hundred peach blossoms from Peach Blossom Island, and the little drunkard used it to brew peach blossom wine, and this peach blossom wine helped me refine my sword heart... Li Mu sighed, drinking and pecking, it really was God's will!
This time I came to find the little drunkard, firstly, thank you, secondly, of course, I want some peach blossom wine!

After all, he drank all the wine in his hand.

Li Mu didn't know where the little drunkard lived, so he came to the Taohua Building by the Taoxing Lake, wanting to find out, and bought twenty roast ducks for the baby, so that the children could not let the children say that he broke his promise.

"Guest officer? Twenty roast ducks?" The waiter in the shop looked at Li Mu with some surprise. Their Taohualou is famous for its peach blossom wine, and they have never seen customers come to the restaurant without wine, only roast duck.

"Well, twenty roast ducks, all packed!" Li Mu nodded affirmatively, and waited for Xiao Er to place an order in the back kitchen before calling him over and asking, "Xiao Er, let me ask you something."

"Guest officer, please tell me, I know everything and say everything!" Although the waiter felt strange, he still faithfully fulfilled his duties as the waiter!

"Do you know the little drunkard? Where does she live?" Li Mu asked straight to the point.

Xiaojiu... The clerk in the shop froze, and the smile on his face froze at that moment, and he thought to himself: No wonder you don't want peach blossom wine, I really want to buy the little drunkard's wine!
"Guest officer, I don't know!" The shop waiter didn't dare to offend the customer, so he had no choice but to know.

"Twenty roast ducks are not enough to inquire about this news?" Li Mu looked at him displeased: "I really don't know?"

The shop waiter definitely shook his head: "Guest officer, I really don't know!"

"Oh." Li Mu got up and left.

"Hey, guest officer, your twenty roast ducks..." the waiter hurriedly chased them out.

Li Mu waved his hand and said proudly, "I've given it to you!"

"But guest officer, you didn't pay me!!" The waiter was shocked and angry.

"Then no more." Li Mu quickened his pace.

"Hi!" The waiter got excited, rolled up his sleeves and was about to catch up, letting Li Mu know how big Taohualou's fist was.

As a result, Li Mu turned his head and stared, his eyes seemed to flicker with a sword light, and the shop waiter felt cold all over his body at that moment, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, shivering!
When Li Mu walked away, he fell to the ground, his teeth were chattering, and he was dripping with cold sweat: This man!This man is a practitioner!
Your grandfather's, you just said that you are a cultivator, how can I not tell you?

Scared the young master to death!
The shopkeeper got up tremblingly, and immediately remembered the twenty roast ducks, and hurried to the back kitchen.

……

After leaving Taohualou, Li Mu came to a teahouse in the city.

To inquire about the news, it is definitely right to come to the teahouse.

Li Mu found a small square table and sat down, ordered green tea, took a sip, and shook his head slightly, it was completely incomparable with Yan'er's tea art.

At this time, there was a storyteller at the fence on the second floor of the teahouse, telling a story about a lecherous county magistrate who actually molested his concubine in front of the prince!

He also wrote half a poem and gave it to the princess, just to win the beauty to smile, which made the prince so angry that his face turned green on the spot!
But the county magistrate was not afraid. After reciting the poem, he walked away, so chic!
At first Li Mu listened to it interestingly, cracking melon seeds, eating candied fruit, and drinking tea, but in the end, the more he listened, the more panicked he became.

Someone downstairs asked: "Mr. Yue, your story is not good. Which county magistrate would dare to moles the princess? Why don't the prince kill him on the spot!"

That Mr. Yue shook his head on the second floor, and said in a cadenced tone: "No, no, cough, that, if you want to know what will happen next, just listen..."

boom!
"Hurry up!" A grumpy guest threw a brick on the spot.

Mr. Yue shrank his neck and said quickly: "That's because this county magistrate is unparalleled in poetry and swords, and the prince can't help him."

"Poetry and Swordsman?" The irritable tea guest slapped the table and said angrily: "Then you read out his poems, I want to see what poems he wrote, dare to call him unparalleled in the world!"

"In that case, please listen clearly!" Mr. Yue coughed lightly, and said, "He wrote a poem for that concubine: Looking back and smiling, Bai Meisheng, Liugong Fendai has no color!"

"Pfft~" Li Mu spat out a mouthful of green tea.

Well, no wonder the bottom of my heart is terrified, the county magistrate who is full of emotion in his mouth is actually myself!
but!

When did I molested Ling Shishi?
I've thought about it... Li Mu suddenly sensed that someone was looking at him, and looked up, only to see that the person in the front seat was glaring at him fiercely, but the tea he had just sprayed on the back of his head.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." Li Mu hurriedly apologized.

"Hmph!" The man saw that Li Mu was handsome and handsome, and he didn't want to cause trouble. Seeing his apology was sincere, he gritted his teeth and ignored it.

At this time, the tea drinkers on the first and second floors were discussing.

"This poem is really good. Bai Meisheng, who looks back and smiles, has already fully demonstrated the beauty of the princess. Compared with Liugong Fendai, tsk tsk..."

"The county magistrate is really brave! I just don't know if he and the princess...hehehe."

But there were some tea guests who didn't believe it, and retorted: "No! I heard that the empress of the lord of the six palaces is one of the nine most beautiful. What kind of beauty must the princess have to make the county magistrate write this half of the poem?"

Mr. Yue chuckled: "Because this princess is the same as the queen empress, and she is also the most beautiful woman in the world!"

"Sigh~~"

"No wonder."

"The prince is blessed... Cough cough, I mean, the prince has a good eye."

But the irascible tea guest refused to accept it, and shouted: "A mere half-queen poem, even if it is well written, how can it be said that poetry and sword are both excellent and unparalleled in the world?"

"Well, next time..." Mr. Yue was about to break the chapter, but the irritable tea customer made a decisive move. This time he lost the kitchen knife!

Duang! !
The kitchen knife was stuck under Mr. Yue's feet, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he forced a smile and said, "Brother, please speak up if you have something to say."

"I'm afraid you won't speak well." The irritable tea guest sneered.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, it must be easy to say." Mr. Yue coughed lightly, quickly recovered his previous calmness, and said, "The county magistrate finished molesting the princess and walked away, straight to the 24th bridge!"

"The 24 bridges are actually 24 tall mountain peaks. The peaks of the mountains are pierced into the sky. From a high altitude, it looks like 24 fairy bridges built on the top of the clouds! This place is amazing! There are six leylines connected under the main peak, Yunlu Peak. It was rated as the Ninth Blessed Land by Longhu Mountain!"

"Donghua County and Nanke County fought fiercely for this blessed land, and each used their own means, resulting in countless deaths and injuries! However, the Zhong family in Donghua County is a thousand-year-old family after all. Whether it is articles, poems, or spiritual treasures, they are better than others." The Zheng family in Nanke County, within a few days, Nanke County fell into a disadvantage. At a critical moment, what a county magistrate, he saw a rough road, drew his sword and rushed out..."

"Pfft!" Li Mu spat out another mouthful of tea.

"Bastard, don't go too far!" The man in front was sprayed on the back of the head again, stood up furiously, his face was blue with anger!

"Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it!" Li Mu hurriedly apologized, and handed over the melon seeds and candied fruit on his table, expressing his apology.

The man seemed to want to attack, but in the end, he swallowed his breath back.

After receiving the candied melon seeds, as soon as he sat back, he found that the candied fruit and melon seeds were covered with tea sprayed by someone... Forbearance, I will bear it! .

The man gritted his teeth, and the veins popped out on his forehead.

At this time, Mr. Yue behind the fence on the second floor had already said that the county magistrate was trapped by a formation and was full of evil spirits.

Mr. Yue is trying his best to exaggerate the horror of the evil spirit there. Once he is infected, he will undoubtedly die. Only the earth evil, or the arrogance who has condensed the soul and relics can escape from death!
"You have to know that in the entire Daqian, there are tens of thousands of monks, only Abbot Huineng of the White Horse Temple and the Taoist Master Quanzhen of Shenqingguan have condensed the relics and primordial spirits. It can be seen that it is difficult to condense the relics of the primordial spirit!"

Mr. Yue shook his head and said, "The county magistrate doesn't practice Taoism or Buddhism. He knows that he must die, but he is unwilling to die. So he drank tea and sang songs. He coughed. What he drank was the top quality Biluochun from our teahouse!"

"Pfft!!" Li Mu broke his defense again.

Can this also advertise to you? !
Want to show some face?
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"Too much deceit, I have endured you for a long time!!" The person sitting in front of Li Mu was also furious, and turned around to fight Li Mu desperately.

Li Mu hastened to teach him how to behave... No, he quickly apologized again: "I really didn't mean it!"

"Don't make excuses, you clearly did it on purpose!!" That man was so angry that his eyes stared out of copper bells, and Li Mu must pay the price!

Li Mu had no choice but to call Cha Xiaoer and ask him to serve this unlucky man the most expensive peach cake, so as to calm his anger.

Hey, this is all nonsense... Li Muzhong sat down again, he picked up the teacup, hesitated for a while, and finally chose to put it down, he was a little afraid of Mr. Yue.

Mr. Yue said: "After drinking the top quality Biluochun from this building, the county magistrate became very excited about poetry, and sang to his heart's content. He danced with swords and chanted poems at the same time..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Yue wanted to break the chapter again.

Fortunately, the irascible tea drinker was especially present. He pulled out two axes from his back, and Mr. Yue hurried down and said, "Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning!!"

In an instant, all the tea guests in the building paused, and with just one sentence, they felt a heroic, majestic, and unstoppable momentum rushing towards their faces, overwhelming their minds!

The irritable tea drinker also froze there, captured by the heroic spirit in the poem!
"Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair!" Mr. Yue recited emotionally: "The morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow!"

Some of the tea guests in the building excitedly took out pens and paper and began to copy poems.

"To be happy in life is to have fun..." Mr. Yue finished reading "Jiangjinjiu", and saw the tea guests below either excitedly copying poems or being forced by the momentum of "Jianjinjiu", dumbfounded and unable to speak. Next read other poems: "The gate of heaven cuts off the Chu River and opens, and the clear water flows eastward..."

I didn't expect my poems to spread so quickly... Although Li Mu had expected it, but when I heard my poems in the teahouse, I couldn't help... I want to comment!
At this time, the tea drinkers in the teahouse finally came to their senses and pricked up their ears to listen to the new poems one after another.

Mr. Yue: "Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days!"

"The spirit of this poem is not inferior to the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky. It's a good poem!" A tea drinker surnamed Li commented excitedly.

Mr. Yue: "The road is difficult! The road is difficult! There are many divergent roads. Where are you?"

"This poem is difficult and difficult, like a county magistrate in deep death, hey." A certain tea drinker surnamed Li has a cold and sad autumn, feeling sad.

Mr. Yue: "Lying in the night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and ice river are falling asleep."

"I didn't expect that county magistrate to be so loyal and patriotic." A certain tea guest surnamed Li patted the table with emotion.

Mr. Yue: "Three thousand guests are full of flowers and drunk, and one sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states."

"The courage of the county magistrate is unparalleled in the world!" A tea drinker surnamed Li praised loudly.

The rest of the tea guests were very busy, and most of them had already taken off their robes, biting their index fingers and copying poems there.

Mr. Yue shook his head and focused on reciting poems: "Putting a knife cuts off the water and the water flows more, raising a glass to relieve sorrow and sorrow... Beidou drinks fine wine, and persuades dragons to have a cup... The road is like a blue sky, I can't be alone... I will be Ling Jueding ,a list of small hills!"

"Good poems are all excellent poems!!" A certain tea drinker surnamed Li had run out of words.

The grumpy tea drinker thought he was a little noisy.

"Finally, the county magistrate read out the last song..." Mr. Yue said with a condensed voice, full of murderous intent: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming... Killing a person in ten steps, never staying behind for a thousand miles... ..."

After reading "Xia Ke Xing", many tea customers in the teahouse took a look and fainted. It was not because they were shocked by the murderous look in the poem, but... they were a little anemic after copying so many poems with blood.

"And after reading this poem, the county magistrate actually condensed on the spot a sword heart that is not inferior to the primordial spirit and the relic! This sword heart, like the Buddhist relic and the Taoist primordial spirit, once condensed, can be invincible!"

Mr. Yue said excitedly: "Now, the county magistrate is recognized as the No. 1 under the evil environment! But in my opinion, the most rare thing is his mind. If someone else writes a good poem, he must cherish it with his broom and never take it easy. He showed it to others, but he didn't care. He didn't hide anything in the eleven poems. Even if others realized the supreme sword art from his poems, he would not be annoyed. All members of our Sword Sect must uphold justice, not bully the strong, not bully the weak, and not kill indiscriminately, if you use my sword to rape, plunder, or do evil, all the Sword Sect will attack you!!"

"Good! What a county magistrate! What a swordsman! He is unparalleled in the world!!" The irritable tea guest inserted two axes into the tea table, wanting to chop people excitedly.

"I have memorized all these eleven poems, and I must study them carefully in the future, and strive to comprehend the supreme sword art in the shortest possible time! I will be the chief disciple of Jianzong Kaishan!" The tea guest surnamed Li excitedly shouted slogan.

"Mr. Yue, who is the name of this county magistrate? He has such courage!" The anemic tea drinker asked weakly.

Mr. Yue said with a smile: "You all know this person, he defeated the King of Shu with a single sword in Taoxing Lake a few months ago!"

"Ah, could it be that one?" Tong Ling, the irritable tea customer, glared.

"Yes, he is the magistrate of Qingping County, Tai'a County, Li Mu!"

(End of this chapter)