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Chapter 152 Poetry Contains Martial Arts
Jiangshan has talented people on behalf of the people, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years.

In every generation, there is a scorching sun, and no matter how great a genius is, he will be overshadowed by his dazzling light.

Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai is that scorching sun.

Born as a casual cultivator, he is really like a master, his swordsmanship is superb, and he has never failed...

If you can't be called the scorching sun based on these alone, then the cruel facts will tell you that the identity of the master is just Li Taibai's sideline.

His real profession is a poet, and his poems have been passed down to the world for thousands of people to recite, even Mr. Jun Wuzheng is also acclaimed.

It's not that there are people with both civil and military skills, and there are also those who have made great achievements. Du Zimei, one of the twelve gods in the Tiance Mansion, is one of them.

But even Du Zimei was willing to bow down in front of Li Taibai, and even presented a poem to Li Taibai, which said:

In the old days there were madmen,
No. Er Banished Immortal.?
The sword falls to shock the world,
The poem becomes weeping ghosts and gods...

Since then, besides Qinglian Sword Immortal, Li Taibai has gained another good name, that is, Immortal Exiled.

In the words of Lu Jun's dream world, Li Taibai is the national idol of Tang Dynasty today, with countless fans.

From the octogenarian to the childish child, as strong as a real master and as weak as a farmer, when the name of Li Taibai is mentioned, all eyes shine, and the word "obedience" is capitalized.

"Qinglian Sword Immortal, Li Taibai, the banished immortal, has actually come, and I must pay my respects!"

Lu Jun immediately walked along the crowd, and came under a nine-story building. He saw a sea of ​​people in front of him, and he couldn't squeeze any more.

This is not a problem for Lu Jun, he turned over and jumped on the horseback, stood on the horse and looked forward, the first thing that caught his eyes was a flat forehead of a golden book with five big characters "Wuyue Chunqiu Building" inscribed on it.

In front of the Wuyue Spring and Autumn Building, the county yamen servants lined up in a horizontal line, each of them was like an enemy, blocking the crowd that kept moving forward, shouting incessantly.

"Don't squeeze, back up, back up!"

However, people didn't give in, they still crowded forward, even if they couldn't see Li Taibai, it would be good if they could get closer to him, they shouted "The Immortal" incessantly.

Lu Jun couldn't help thinking that when he was in the dream world, he also participated in the security of the celebrity concert, how similar the situation is now.

"It seems that no matter which world you are in, the power of fans is infinite..."

Just as Lu Jun was feeling emotional, a deep and magnetic voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"The elders in Kuaiji love you so much, Taibai is ashamed, and I compose a poem to express my gratitude."

As if by magic, the whole city instantly became quiet, leaving only the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves.

"Haike talks about Yingzhou,

Misty mist, letter is hard to find;
The Vietnamese language is Tianmu,
Clouds are on or off or visible.

Tianmu turned to heaven,
Pull out the five mountains to cover Chicheng.

The rooftop is [-] feet long,
In this regard, I want to fall to the southeast.

I want to cause the dream of Wu Yue,
Flying across the mirror lake and the moon overnight..."

Tianmu Mountain is within the territory of Kuaiji County. Li Taibai wrote impromptu poems, which already excited everyone, but also wrote about the landscape of the county, and everyone was too excited to control himself.

The melodious and passionate sound of chanting poems floated over the city of Kuaiji County.

Those brilliant and majestic verses, stemming from the thought of a thousand wires and barbed wire, are transported in a pattern of baise and tassels, sometimes flying to the top, and sometimes relaxing with smoke and clouds.

Everyone fell into obsession, immersed in the world of poetry, even Lu Jun was no exception.

The difference is that Li Taibai's poems gradually evolved into a set of martial arts in his mind, which can be used by all soldiers without being disturbed by laws.

Lu Jun couldn't help but follow the moves formed in his mind, and immediately began to make gestures, but found that although the moves were correct, they couldn't fully express their meaning.

He stood the tallest, and his actions immediately attracted the attention of others.

But everyone just thought they were intoxicated by Taibai's poems, they didn't take it seriously, they just thought it was funny, and they immediately became intoxicated in Li Taibai's recitation again.

"...An Neng smashes his eyebrows and bends his waist to serve the powerful, which makes me unhappy!"

Finally, after the whole poem was recited, the crowd erupted in bursts of applause, and Lu Jun also came to his senses. Remembering the move just now, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"Worthy of being a grandmaster of a generation, reciting poems casually implies martial arts. Unfortunately, I only got the shape, but not the meaning. It's a pity!"

He was sighing with regret, only to hear Li Taibai say: "All elders, please return to your home, don't affect other people's business."

But people were unwilling to disperse, and some people even shouted: "The exiled immortal, let us see the fairy face!"

"Respect is worse than obedience."

Following Li Taibai's words, a window on the top floor of Wuyue Chunqiu Building opened, and then a white shadow appeared on the roof out of thin air.

Looking far away, Lu Jun saw Li Taibai in his [-]s, handsome and handsome, standing on the roof of the building, clasping fists to the surrounding people as a salute, and there was another burst of cheers.

"Everyone, please go home." Li Taibai said.

The yamen servants below also tried to persuade him repeatedly, and they didn't leave reluctantly until Li Taibai returned to the building.

But not everyone left, there were still many people standing downstairs, lined up, as if they were about to enter Wuyue Chunqiu Building.

Lu Jun saw that they were all dressed as warriors, and all the yamen servants did not stop each other. He was surprised when Li Taibai's voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Little friend, can I go upstairs and have a talk?"

Lu Jun didn't expect that Li Taibai would invite him to meet him, he was surprised and happy, he jumped off the horse and walked forward.

As soon as he walked over, he was stopped by the person at the end of the line: "Hey, observe the rules and go to the back."

Lu Jun thought they were also invited by Li Taibai, smiled apologetically at the man, and stood at the end of the line.

Seeing that someone in front entered Wuyue Chunqiu Building, but soon walked out dejectedly, Lu Jun felt even more strange, and couldn't help asking the person in front: "Brother, isn't he invited by Grandmaster Taibai..."

"Invited by Grandmaster Taibai? Haha, don't make me laugh, I don't have the qualifications, let alone others." The man interrupted Lu Jun and laughed endlessly.

"Then what are you doing here in line?" Lu Jun asked.

"Your accent sounds like a foreigner, no wonder you don't know the rules of Wuyue Chunqiu Building." The man said.

"I am indeed a foreigner, please tell me, brother." Lu Jun asked.

"Not everyone can enter the Wuyue Chunqiu Building. You have to pass the test. Every floor has a test." The man raised his chin, "His martial arts are too low, and he doesn't even have the qualification to enter the door. was kicked out."

"So that's the case, thank you brother for telling me." Lu Jun cupped his hands.

"It's okay, I, Situ Jing, like to help others the most."

Situ Jing waved her hand and said in a low voice, "Don't look at the number of people queuing up, there are no more than 30 people who can really enter the building, let alone those who can ascend to the ninth floor to meet Qinglian Sword Immortal."

There were hundreds of people in line, but only 30 to [-] people could get in. Lu Jun couldn't help but said, "So difficult?"

"Isn't it difficult to still call it Wuyue Chunqiu Building? But brother, don't worry, we meet because of fate. After a while, you say you will walk with me, and you can enter the building with me."

Situ Jing patted his chest and said with a smile: "When Qinglian Sword Immortal comes down the stairs, we will be able to pay close attention to it!"

(End of this chapter)