Apprentice of the Heavens

Chapter 197 Poetry Immortal Li Bai
Osawa
The sunset at this time has disappeared, there is no moon in this world, although there is the light of the sky full of stars, it seems a little faint, and the sparkling lake of Daze is plunged into darkness.
But as many boats lighted their torches, the darkness on the lake suddenly lit up a little bit of light, just like the stars in the sky dotted in the vast marsh.

The stars are bright and dark, and the sparks in the Daze are also big and small like stars. The brightest thing in the whole Daze is Wang Shusheng's big boat. The bright lights seem to tell others that I am the brightest in this Daze. Boat.

Waves of beautiful melodies on the big ship came from the cabin, which seemed to be mixed with some Yingyingyanyan voices.

"Brother Li Bai, your handwriting is really beautiful."

"Really? Where is the beauty?"

"........."

Wang Shusheng silently looked at Li Ming who was drinking and waving his pen and ink. A trace of doubt could not help flashing in his eyes. He seriously suspected that the boy who claimed to be the poet Li Bai came up to eat and drink while rubbing against his disciples.

I saw that Li Ming was surrounded by female disciples from Mochiyuan, their adoring eyes were like modern star chasing girls.

Looking at Li Ming's appearance as a prodigal son, Wang Shusheng really couldn't connect it with his appearance when he was boating in Daze. Could it be that the blow he received was too great to accept?

After thinking about it, Wang Shusheng couldn't help but shook his head, and said with regret: "Little friend Li Bai, although you are angry that the sea and snow mountains are blocked and you can't practice, don't be so decadent and demean yourself."

Recalling his excited appearance during the day, Wang Shusheng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Qi Haixueshan didn't know anything. Is this what you mean by extreme aptitude?Is it you kid who is lying, or is that old Yan Se ghost blind!
Hearing that Li Ming stopped drinking, he seemed a little ashamed of what he had said, and his head couldn't help but lower his head. Just when Wang Shusheng wondered if he had spoken too seriously,
Li Ming raised his head suddenly, and drank the good wine in the wine glass in one gulp. Wang Shusheng was relieved when he saw this, but at the same time, he felt that iron could not be made into steel, alas!Poor a good seedling.

When Wang Shusheng was sighing, Li Ming bowed his hands with firm eyes and said: "Thank you for your guidance, old man. Li believes that he will definitely become a great practitioner in the future."

After finishing speaking, the pen and ink in his hand flicked across the paper, reciting loudly:

"One day the roc rises with the same wind, and it soars up to [-] li. If the wind stops for a while, it can still shake the dark water. The world sees my constant tune, and hears Yu's big words and sneers. The master can still be afraid of future generations, but the husband can't Young and young."

The chanting was quite unruly, showing the spirit of youth, the disciples of Mochiyuan and Wang Shusheng were all taken aback, and they couldn't help but think to themselves, what a young man with a bookish spirit!After being carefully tasted by Wang Shusheng, it is amazing,
At the same time, I became more and more regretful that such a talented and brilliant person could not practice, what a pity, what a pity.

At this time, all the girls in Mochi Garden looked at the poems written by Li Ming, and their beautiful eyes burst into bursts of splendor.

Li Ming narrowed his eyes, but he didn't feel guilty at all. Anyway, his current name is Li Bai, and it was just right for him to write his poems.

Seeing the eyes of the girls in Mochi Garden became more and more eager, Li Ming couldn't help but stop holding the cup, and got up quickly to say goodbye. He just wanted to listen to the music, and he didn't want to let the little girls touch their true feelings.

After Wang Shusheng sighed and sighed for a while, seeing that it was getting late, he said: "Young friend Li Bai has great ambitions, I wish you to become a practitioner as soon as possible, now that the night is getting dark, why don't you stay on the old man's boat for a night. "

"Thank you, Mr. Li, for your invitation. If Mr. Li has something important to do, he won't stay any longer."

After saying that, Li Ming got up staggeringly, as if he had drunk too much. Seeing this, Wang Shusheng wanted to persuade him to stay, but he saw that Li Ming had already pushed open the door of the cabin and walked out facing the night wind.

For a moment, the disciples of Mochiyuan in the cabin couldn't help feeling disappointed, Wang Shusheng waved his hands and scolded: "What are you still doing here? Hurry up and clean up and go back to rest!"

Hearing this, all the disciples just woke up like a dream, and hurriedly cleaned up the cabin, but their eyes couldn't help but stare at the piece of paper on which the poem was written.

Seeing this, Wang Shusheng shook his head helplessly, and continued to look obsessively at the poems on the paper. Every word and every poem on the paper made him unable to extricate himself.

after a long time
"Huh? The old man seems to have forgotten something?"

Wang Shusheng, who was falling into obsession, suddenly frowned, feeling that he had forgotten something, and frowning, he thought hard.

After a long time, I had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly shouted: "Isn't that kid's boat on my boat? How did he get off?"

Wang Shusheng got up suddenly, and ran out of the cabin at a speed that was not like that of an old man, only to see that the deck was empty at this time, and the boy who called himself Li Bai had disappeared even the boat and his people.

Seeing this, Wang Shusheng quickly stretched out his thoughts and swept towards the dark Daze Lake, only to find the familiar boat on the lake a few miles away.

On the boat, Li Ming sensed the power of Wang Shusheng's detection. Li Ming grinned his mouth, showing his neat big white teeth, and waved his hand, "Thank you for your hospitality. I will leave that picture as your reward."

The voice was extremely weak, as if he was muttering to himself, but the words were accurately transmitted to Wang Shusheng's ears through the distance of several miles in the night wind.

Hearing the voice that seemed to be whispering in his ear, Wang Shusheng was startled suddenly, and shouted in horror: "There is no fluctuation of vitality, no sign of mental power! Who are you?"

However, what answered him was the night wind from the lake, and Li Ming's boat had disappeared within the scope of his thoughts.

After a long time, Wang Shusheng looked at the dark and silent lake, and his heart could not be calm for a long time. He knew that he met a saint today. You must know that he has stagnated at the peak of knowing fate for many years. .

He is confident that he can hide from what he perceives, except for the saints who have transcended the five realms, no practitioner in the world who knows the fate can do it.

Recalling all the words and deeds before, a sense of shame can't help but hit my heart, the old man blushed and laughed at himself:

"Hehe, thanks to my self-proclaimed title of Book Sage, if I meet a Sage without realizing it, I'm really old-sighted."

After saying that, he turned around and went down the cabin, looking at the verses on the paper on the table, Wang Shusheng's eyes lit up, he changed his bleak look, picked up the paper lightly, put it away carefully, and muttered: "This But holy words, you must treasure them carefully.”

On a small boat a few miles away, Li Ming withdrew his consciousness and shook his head slightly. The light boat under his feet seemed to sense the owner's thoughts, and suddenly accelerated and cut across the lake, heading towards the direction of the Southern Jin Kingdom.

"Sword Saint Liu Bai, I hope you can surprise me." The ethereal voice echoed in the night wind.

(End of this chapter)