Liaozhai Great Sage

Chapter 573 Immortal Taibai
"Master Ancestor, you found that there is something wrong with the way these immortals look at me. It seems that the visitor is not kind."

Sitting there, Li Xiuyuan felt the eyes of some immortals. Although these immortals didn't say a word, many things could be revealed in those eyes.

"You are the one who came."

Master Daotong cast a glance and said calmly, "Who told you to kill Immortal Yunya?"

"There was a reason for that incident, and I didn't kill an immortal for no reason." Li Xiuyuan said helplessly.

"Immortals don't think that way, because what you have done makes immortals feel the danger." The Taoist master said: "There is more than one immortal like Yunya in Tianmu Mountain, but the immortal Yunya is the unlucky one. , if Immortal Yunya should be killed, then many Immortals should

kill. "

"So I have influenced those immortals to be happy and happy? Now they are at ease." Li Xiuyuan said.

"You can put it this way." The Taoist master said.

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said nothing, ignoring the dislike of some immortals towards him, anyway, nothing he did was always to offend others, how could it be perfect.

At this moment, the immortal came to the eighth floor of Tianmu Mountain at the invitation of the old mother of Tianshan Mountain.

There are already many immortals seated on the stone bench.

Before they all arrived, some immortals couldn't help asking: "I've seen the old god, but I don't know why the old god invited me to come up and sit down today, using Xiaguang as a bridge? It shouldn't be an ordinary thing, otherwise , how can there be a need to invite so many immortal friends together."

"Don't be in a hurry, the person has not arrived yet, everyone wait patiently for a while, I have something to say." Tianshan old mother said with a smile on her face.

The fairy nodded in response, and stopped asking any more questions.

Immortals have a lot of time, not to mention waiting for a moment, even a few hours, so what's the problem?

After about half an hour, all the immortals who were supposed to come had almost arrived.

Although there is still a vacancy on the stone bench, the number of people is much larger than before. After a little scan, there are at least a thousand immortals here.

I don’t know if they don’t get together, but there are so many immortals in one Tianmu Mountain, that’s not counting. The number is afraid to reach an astonishing level.

But if you think about it, immortals live forever. Throughout the ages, the number of people who have become immortals has only increased, not decreased. As time goes by, there will naturally be more.

"The water in this world is very deep." Li Xiuyuan thought to himself.

In the mortal world, what he has come into contact with is just the tip of the iceberg. Only when he arrives here can he see clearly how terrifying the immortals and ghosts in this world are.

No wonder the legends of ghosts, gods and immortals are repeated in the world. There is a reason for this.

"Hey, isn't this little friend? You really came to Tianmu Mountain. It's rare, rare."

At this time, a fairy with white hair and childlike face suddenly came straight to Li Xiuyuan, with a smile on his face, looking quite enthusiastic.

"Is that the fairy who fished in the mountain? I was hit by the fairy's suggestion, because of some things, I also came to Tianmu Mountain." Li Xiuyuan saluted, and then said.

"By the way, I should return the fishing rod you left there last time, Immortal. Last time you left in a hurry, it seemed that you dropped the fishing rod."

Suddenly, he remembered something, and hastily took out the jasper fishing rod from the ghost king's bag.

The old fairy shook his head with a smile and said: "Don't rush to pay it back, don't rush to pay it back, just let it go to you first, maybe one day you and I will still have the fate to continue sitting together and fishing, and I have a fishing rod here But there is more than one, so you can keep it first."

"Since the old fairy said so, I have no choice but to keep it cheeky."

Li Xiuyuan didn't force it.

"That's right, I didn't have time to ask the old fairy's name last time." Then he asked suddenly.

The old fairy said with a smile: "I often go fishing in the East China Sea, some people call me a fisherman at sea, you can call me the fairy fisherman."

Ao is a giant tortoise in the sea according to legend.

It's not an ordinary sea turtle, it's a strange beast.

"Immortal Diaoao?" Li Xiuyuan read a sentence, and gave another salute.

The Taoist and immortal next to him rolled his eyes, and said indifferently: "Immortal Diaoao? When did you change your name again? Didn't you often call yourself Qinglian Layman, Banished Immortal or something like that? Please have a few drinks Jiu, are you going to be called Jiu Jianxian again? It’s okay to fool others like this

Forget it, even the grandson of Pindao is being fooled, it's a bit unreasonable, Li Taibai. "

"Ahem, it's Daotong Immortal, when did I deliberately fool me, after becoming a fairy, I have already abandoned the name taboo of the mortal world, and all the past has been put down, it's just a name taboo, it's just random, what do you want to call it? Call it whatever you want, it doesn't matter." Li Taibai coughed dryly

Said in a leisurely voice.

"In that case, let me call you, Li Dasha, is it alright?" Taoist Immortal said.

Li Taibai suddenly stroked his beard and looked up to the sky: "Of course it's okay, but I don't know why. I suddenly remembered a poem I wrote before, what is it called? Killing a person in ten steps, never staying for a thousand miles, brush your clothes when it's over, It is indeed a good poem, a good poem, with deep merit and fame, I really did not expect such a

The good poems were actually written by me. I really miss the time when I walked the world with my sword, and I drew my sword to help when encountering injustice. "

"Hey, I remembered walking the world with my sword. Where's my sword? Where's my Qinglian sword?"

Suddenly, he felt around again, as if looking for his own sword.

"Your Qinglian Sword has long been pawned to the Wine Immortal in exchange for wine. Even with your Qinglian Sword in hand, Pindao is not afraid of your sword fairy's methods." Immortal Daotong said slowly.

Even so, he admired Li Taibai's ability very much.

Don't look at this old man's leisurely appearance of traveling around the mountains and rivers all day, but who among the immortals doesn't admire his ability.

After all, he is the top sword immortal among the immortals.

When he was practicing in the mortal world before, he had already gained the great reputation of Nuo Da.

"Li Taibai? Are you Li Bai, the poet fairy from the previous dynasty?" Li Xiuyuan's eyes lit up, and he became a little excited.

Unexpectedly, this ordinary-looking, white-haired and child-like immortal would be a famous immortal in history.

It really doesn't look like it at all, it seems to be no different from ordinary cultivators.

Li Taibai smiled and said: "Oh, is it possible that Li Shengren is interested in my name when I was in the mortal world? You don't want to compete with me for the number one in the world, do you?"

"What is it to be number one in the world?" Li Xiuyuan was a little puzzled.

"Of course I'm the number one swordsman in the world. I can't forget my prestige in the mortal world even after I became an immortal. Looking back, it's really interesting. Until now, there are still people who want to challenge me from time to time. Look at you, my friend. Wearing a sword, don't you want to compete with me?"

Li Taibai was a little puzzled.

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Li Xiuyuan looked at him with a strange expression; "Could it be that Immortal Taibai only knows that his swordsmanship is the best in the world, doesn't he know that your poems are so unique?"

Poetry?

Li Taibai froze for a moment: "When did I become talented in poetry?"

"Oh, are you talking about those complaining poems I wrote when I was in the mortal world?" He suddenly remembered, and said with a modest smile: "I don't have any poetic talent, I just sang a few lines casually. It’s just useless verses. At that time, even traffickers and pawns could recite poems. If you boast

If you award my poems, then I should be ashamed to blush. "

Then a look of embarrassment.

As if being touted a very disgraceful thing.

"You are humble, Banished Immortal." Li Xiuyuan said.

"No, no, no, you are being polite. If you praise my superb swordsmanship, I will thank you from the bottom of my heart, but if you say my poetry is good, I am really ashamed." Li Taibai shook his head.

"." Li Xiuyuan didn't know what to say at the moment.

Unexpectedly, Li Taibai was ashamed to mention his own poetry and prose. Could it be that there were too many talented poets in Tang Dynasty, so Li Taibai couldn't feel his own excellence?

Well, it's quite possible.

We must know that in the former dynasty, the literary style was at its peak, and poets, ghosts, and saints of poetry all appeared, and there were many famous poets in history.

Li Taibai is not alone.

On the contrary, when he was a ranger and roamed the rivers and lakes with his swordsmanship, he was the only one outstanding.

So for him, he is proud of his swordsmanship, not his poetic talent?
The Daotong fairy next to him said: "Your poetic talent is indeed not worth mentioning. The disciple of Poor Dao is the destiny of a saint. He may be canonized in the future. When he was studying in the mortal world, he was very fond of the poets of the previous dynasty." I admire you, so I want to ask for poems. Since Li Taibai's poems are not worth mentioning, let's go

Go back and find the poet sage, his poems are more worthy of the poor grandson. "

Li Taibai raised his eyebrows immediately when he heard the words, and turned to say: "By the way, what did you say about me just now? My poems are as old as the past? Haha, this word is used well. Since the saints of later generations have praised me like this , that's right, my poems and essays are indeed ancient and modern, do you want to ask for poems?
, I will write to you immediately, do you want ten or twenty?Not worth mentioning?Today I will let you little brat see how insignificant my poems are. "

The corner of Li Xiuyuan's mouth twitched when he heard this, didn't you say modestly before that your poems were not worthy of praise, and you would blush with shame if you praised too much.

Why did he change his posture in the blink of an eye.

But this Li Taibai is really scary enough, he can only open ten or twenty poems.

If there are literati here in the mortal world, they will probably be scared to death.

Ordinary literati make poems without chewing on words, pondering for many days, correcting and correcting before completing a poem, but for Li Taibai, his poems are like eating and drinking. It has reached the point where it is unmatched.

Such a person is actually humbled that his poems are not worth mentioning.

"I don't dare to ask for new poems and essays from Immortal Taibai. I just want to ask for a few calligraphy works."

Li Xiuyuan immediately took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the ghost king's bag, and even moved out the wooden table, waiting for him to write poems.

"Oh, calligraphy is fine? Are you looking down on me, Li Taibai?" Li Taibai said.

What is the reason for Li Xiuyuan? He begged for his poems and essays in order to leave them to future generations. Of course, there is also a selfish desire for future generations to look up to them. That is how valuable the calligraphy of this poet fairy is. Gold, silver and jewelry, fertile fields and houses, are a thousand times stronger.

But such poems must have appeared before.

If it has never appeared before, wouldn't it be a pirated version or a fake?

After some kind persuasion, Li Taibai still listened to Li Xiuyuan's advice, and wrote down several famous poems with splashed ink.

No more, no less, exactly ten poems.

And it also has its own seal and puts its own name on it.

"My poems and essays are enough for you to pass on to future generations for future generations to look up to. With my poems and essays of Li Taibai here, there is no need to ask for the poems and essays of the sage of poetry." Li Taibai threw away the ink pen in his hand, Haha laughed.

Do you care about feelings?

"Get rich." Li Xiuyuan looked at the few scattered rice papers on the table, and couldn't help feeling a little secretly happy.

Don't say that the ancestors don't care about your descendants, ten pieces of Li Taibai's calligraphy are here for you.

Huh, wait.

Li Bai's Calligraphy. Song Dynasty Xuan Paper.

Isn't this still a fake?

Suddenly, when he paid attention to this detail when he put away these things, he couldn't help but turn dark.

One hundred secrets one sparse, one hundred secrets one sparse.

However, Li Taibai seemed to be interested, and pulled a fairy beside him and said: "This fairy friend, my poems and essays are as old as the ancients, why don't I leave you a pair of ink treasures for your descendants to look up to?"

"As you go, as you go, who cares about your broken characters, you think you are Zhang Sengyou, Du Fu, Wu Daozi, I want their poems and paintings." The fairy said with a look of disdain.

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Li Taibai suddenly looked embarrassed: "I'm laughing, I'm laughing, I just can't help it."

Then he retracted resentfully, looking like he was greatly shocked.

Seeing this scene, Li Xiuyuan found that Li Taibai's poems were really not liked among these immortals, and he actually gave them to others, and no one else wanted them.

Daotong Immortal glanced at him and said: "Li Dasha, don't be ashamed of yourself anymore, apart from being able to fool me, my disciple and grandson, who else would be interested in your calligraphy? Although your talents in the world are not bad, But things like poets are the least valuable, and they have emerged in endlessly throughout the dynasties.

Human achievements are not worth pursuing. "

"Zhang Sengyou's paintings can turn into living creatures, can you?"

Li Taibai resentfully said: "No, I can't, but my swordsmanship is superb, I can beat ten Zhang Sengyou."

"Du Fu was conferred the title of poet saint, are you qualified to be called poet saint?"

"He doesn't know how to drink, I look down on him, and he doesn't know how to dance a sword." Li Taibai said with some eyes dodging.

"Wu Daozi's paintings are also extraordinary, do you have such a level?"

"But my swordsmanship is number one."

Daotong Immortal snorted lightly, without saying a word.

Li Taibai was silent for a long time, then turned to look at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Can you return those ink treasures to me just now? I want to tear them up. Let's talk about swordsmanship. I created some swordsmanship by myself. Do you want to learn it? "

(End of this chapter)