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In the inn room, Jiang Feng was the only one. Both Zongzhu Zhou and Zhu Ling were a little tired, so they went to rest first.

With a slight movement of his mind, a piece of yellowed paper appeared in Jiang Feng's palm, but it was the song "Will Enter the Wine" that Jiang Feng had auctioned from the Blue Wind Auction.

After taking a closer look, Jiang Feng knew that Sikong had not lied, and that this poem was indeed not the authentic work of Li Bai.

Naturally, there is no possibility for Sikong to lie about such matters. Li Bai, the exiled immortal, has lived through the ages, sang with his sword, killed a person in ten steps, never left a thousand miles behind, and left countless legends.

He left words on the stele with his long sword and changed the name of a city, which shows how amazing its weight is.

If this poem is an authentic work left by Li Bai, then it is estimated that its price will definitely not be lower than that of the scarlet fruit that sold an incomparably terrifying number, even for some people who know the goods, that price , and possibly even higher.

Not only is the handwriting of this poem not Li Bai's authentic, but even the yellowed paper does not have such an ancient history, but is made by today's tricks.

In other words, the value of this poem has nothing to do with anything else, only the value of Li Bai's poem.

But even so, after a glance, Jiang Feng was deeply attracted to him.

"Well, there's something wrong." Jiang Feng frowned slightly and muttered to himself.

This is clearly a fake, a work copied by later generations, but in the handwriting of this poem, Jiang Feng felt the existence of sword intent.

Even though the sword intent was so weak that it was difficult to feel it normally, Jiang Feng had been guessing that [-]% of Qiu Shui's sword had the sword intent for a while, and his perception of the sword intent could be said to be quite sensitive.

"Sword intent? Between the lines, there are traces of sword intent." Jiang Feng's complexion suddenly became rather strange.

It can be said that it is not an unusual thing to be able to feel the existence of sword intent in a fake.

"Could it be that although this poem is a forgery of later generations, the person who forged it has seen the real work left by Li Bai? It is because when copying, the artistic conception that Li Bai gave to this poem was also copied. ?" Jiang Feng thought to himself.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Feng realized that this is not impossible, because if it were not the case, it would be really difficult to explain the sword intent contained in the lines.

After all, if it is an ordinary person, even if he can easily recite and write this poem silently, it is absolutely impossible to have such a unique charm.

"However, if this is the case, even though it is a copied work, the person who copied it is obviously by no means an ordinary person." Thinking of this, Jiang Feng sighed softly.

After that, Jiang Feng stopped thinking about it, and calmly felt the traces of the sword intent between the lines.

"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and will never return. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow. Life is full of joy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. I am born with my talent It will be useful, and the thousand pieces of gold will come back after being scattered..."

The poem "Jiangjinjiu" is one of the most popular works among the many works left by Li Bai, and it can also be said to be one of the most widely circulated works.

Looking at the earth, Huangkou Xiaoer can easily recite it without thinking. It can be said that this poem is, to a certain extent, a masterpiece that historians must study when studying Li Bai. It is no exaggeration.

Writing expresses Tao, poetry expresses ambition.

This poem, between the lines, is full of frantic tension, which may be the best portrayal of Li Bai's state of mind when he wrote this poem.

Jiang Feng studied word by word, and then connected them end to end, but found that each word was separated, which seemed not surprising, but when each word and sentence were connected, the texture of the sword intent was looming.

"Chaos!" Jiang Feng said to himself.

The chaos that Jiang Feng was talking about was not only the calligraphy frenzy in this poem, but also the sword intent contained in this poem, which gave him a feeling of "chaos".

This kind of chaos is not a chaotic chaos, but a kind of chaos with the sudden emergence of a strange army, like a cold and incomparable sword, breaking through the filthy world, like a drunken song, everyone is drunk , and I wake up alone.

"Chaos!" Jiang Feng said to himself again.

What is disturbed is not Li Bai's state of mind, not his state of mind, but the texture track shown by the unique sword intent, which rises straight into the sky, as if it wants to pierce the prison of that day.

"What kind of person is this Li Bai?" Jiang Feng frowned and said slowly.

It is related to Li Bai, but anyone who has read the poems left by him seems to have a certain understanding of it, and can tell some related deeds, but what kind of person is Li Bai? , after peeling off the halo attached to him by the knife and pen officials, but there is no trace to be found.

Immortal of Poetry, Immortal of Wine, Immortal of Sword!

Poetry, wine and sword, these three words, the way is full of romantic and uninhibited.

And throughout history, perhaps the only person who can achieve the ultimate in these three aspects is Li Bai.But even so, it is still impossible to cut through the dust of history to see clearly what kind of person Li Bai is.

"Luan, maybe this word is the word that can best describe Li Bai." Jiang Fengsifu said.

Poetry uses ambition, and what it ultimately refers to is this "chaos".

Jiang Feng studied the entire text, quietly capturing the texture of the sword, but what he could capture was very limited. Jiang Feng knew that this was largely due to the fact that this poem was a copy.

But even so, Jiang Feng still has a sense of happiness in his heart. Ever since he guessed that Qiushui's sword will become ten percent of the sword, he has been quite puzzled and unreasonable. At this moment, he has a strange sense of enlightenment .

"A sword of Qiushui, Zhongzheng is peaceful. I have always believed that this sword has been brought to the extreme, and it should be a return to nature, but now it seems that it is wrong. People who fight against heaven and earth, even if they are modest gentlemen, deep down in their hearts, He must have a proud and unruly side." Jiang Feng said thoughtfully.

To fight against heaven and earth, apart from being extremely conceited in strength, courage and even great wisdom, one must have an uninhibited heart that laughs at the common people.

The [-]% sword intent of Qiu Shui's sword, that is, the ultimate sword intent of this sword, is not to return to the original, but to break the shackles and transcend the world.

This realization brought Jiang Feng's understanding of Qiu Shui's sword to a whole new level.

"When I took this song "Will Enter the Wine", I didn't think too much about it. To a large extent, I was chasing the traces left by Li Bai in this secret place, but the final reward far exceeded my expectations. " Jiang Feng sighed.

Thinking about it, even the people in Lanfeng Auction would never have imagined that such a fake would give Jiang Feng such a rich harvest.

In Jiang Feng's view, such a harvest was not only incomparable to the ice silkworm soft armor, but also slightly inferior to the vermilion fruit that made Jiang Feng's heart beat.

Because even if the vermilion fruit is obtained, what can be improved is only the realm of cultivation, not absolute strength, and it cannot be compared with absolute combat power.

And from this song about entering the wine, he broke through the long-standing barrier of realizing Qiushui's sword with ten percent sword intent. In the future, Jiang Feng's Qiushui sword with ten percent sword intent will surely get twice the result with half the effort. It is bound to advance by leaps and bounds.

"It's a pity that this song "Jiangjinjiu" is a copied work. If it's an authentic work, I think I will gain more." Jiang Feng said regretfully.

Soon Jiang Feng just smiled. Speaking of getting such a harvest by accident, it was already a pie in the sky, and if he was greedy for more, he would be greatly moved by anger, which would ruin his mood on the contrary.

Jiang Feng casually put "Jiangjinjiu" into the storage ring, and based on his previous insights, he kept thinking and repairing Qiushui Yijian.

Time passed unknowingly while Jiang Feng was sitting quietly like this.

It wasn't until dawn the next day that Jiang Feng's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and a finger drew a slight arc in the air.

As the arc passed, ripples appeared in the air, and a majestic sword energy was born. Then, with a swipe of Jiang Feng's finger, the air was cut open as fragile as a piece of tofu.

After the air was sliced ​​open, a vortex was generated, rippling away circle after circle, and the air in the entire room was completely torn apart.

But what Jiang Feng cared about was not the sword technique itself. His eyes followed the direction of his fingers, watching the circles of waves, catching the subtle and imperceptible textures.

"One finger cut the air. It's not how amazing the destructive power of this finger is, but that this finger just follows the texture of the air." Jiang Feng said with piercing eyes.

Air, invisible and long-lasting, is difficult to capture, but Jiang Feng's finger easily captured the existence of air.

"I have just crossed the threshold of Qiushui Yijian with ten percent sword intent. My understanding of this sword has been greatly improved as a whole." Jiang Feng said to himself with a gleam in his eyes.

Jiang Feng didn't expect to understand Qiushui Yijian with ten percent sword intent in such a short time, but such comprehension is equivalent to coherently comprehending Qiushui Yijian's comprehension. Jiang Feng knew that in his current situation, he was using In the case of ninety percent of the sword intent Qiushui's sword, even his own realm and Qiushui's sword have not made much progress, but the power of that sword is at least several times stronger.

"I don't know, after I fully comprehend Qiushui's sword, what kind of changes will this set of swordsmanship have?" Jiang Feng said expectantly.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the door, interrupting Jiang Feng's thoughts.

The knock on the door was of different lengths, and it was more urgent. Hearing the sound, Jiang Feng frowned suddenly, and with a movement of his figure, he appeared by the door.

The door opened, and Zhu Ling stood outside, her face flushed, with an unconcealable anxiety.

"Jiang Shao, it's not good, something happened." Seeing Jiang Feng, Zhu Ling hurriedly said loudly.

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