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Chapter 77 Sword Dance

"Dangdang!"

The giant claws stretched out from the void slapped the chaotic passage formed by the white-haired old man, and suddenly burst into thousands of sparks and rays, illuminating the darkness.

With the amazing light in an instant, I found that the giant beast hidden in the endless dark void was extremely afraid, chaotic, eyesless and noseless, like tadpoles that were magnified countless times, with dark surface uneven, and huge claws with limbs growing under the abdomen. With a slap, it can flatten the Fengdu City!

The Chaos Beast is too huge and there is no comparison in the endless dark void. Compared with the white-haired old man in the Chaos Channel, he is not even dust at all!

"Chaos Beast?" The old man with white hair was very calm, and saw the darkness in front of him, as if an old monk was sitting still.

"Bang!"

The Chaos Beast slapped the giant claws again, and millions of chaotic energy burst out, and a piece of land could be destroyed in a casual slight way. However, the chaotic passage built by the white-haired old man seemed indestructible, with a slight vibration, but there was no sign of breaking.

This is very strange. Although the chaotic passage built is very wide and there is no problem with the ancient dragon wandering inside, compared to the huge chaotic beast without boundaries, the chaotic passage of the white-haired old man is just like a strand of hair.

Even so, the Chaos Beast is still indestructible.

"Although an adult chaos beast cannot destroy the chaos channel constructed by Lao Chen, I just used the origin and now it is difficult to kill it. Alas, the endless void, how small is it to encounter a chaos beast? I was still encountered by Lao Chen. I really don't know if it is unlucky or lucky."

The old man with white hair sighed and raised his eyebrows. Two shocking gazes burst out from his turbid eyes instantly, penetrated into the void.

His hunched back slowly stood up and took out a Taoist with fairy spirit from the clay man stall.

This Taoist clay man, with his hair as silver thread, had a bun of auspicious clouds on his head, was thin, wearing a gray-white hemp coat, and leaning on a dragon tree stick in his palm, splitting out a branch, three green leaves, two white flowers, and a Bodhi fruit, with wise eyes.

The clay man was so vivid that even the faint smile on the corner of the Taoist priest's mouth could be reflected.

"It's better to go back to the real body. Other characters are not good enough to face the adult Chaos Beast." The old man with white hair picked up the Taoist clay man and muttered a few words. Suddenly, the old man with white hair disappeared, and replaced by a Taoist priest with fairy spirit. After a closer look, he was exactly the same as the Taoist clay man that the old man with white hair picked up before!

What about the white-haired old man? He suddenly became a clay man and was held in his hands by a Taoist priest in white robe!

"I'm not, I should be my ancestor."

"The true body of this ancestor, I have been traveling through the Three Realms for so many years, and I have never had to move. I don't know if I am unfamiliar." The Taoist priest in white robe murmured to himself, with a faint smile on his lips forever. He looked up at the Chaos Beast.

From the perspective of the white-robed Taoist priest, he could only see the tip of the iceberg of the Chaos Beast, but at this moment, the vast and boundless Chaos Beast was actually presented in the eyes of the white-robed Taoist priest.

"I have seen this ancestor but I haven't retreated yet. Do you have to wait for this ancestor to take action?" The white-robed Taoist priest spoke lightly, and his invisible momentum unfolded. If there is heaven and earth in nothingness, then the white-robed Taoist priest's words, action, and invisible momentum have replaced heaven and earth!

"roar!"

The Chaos Beast roared, and it felt the supreme aura emitted from the white-robed Taoist priest, without fear, and roared at it angrily. The invisible sound waves formed a terrifying wave in the endless void.

The Chaos Channel is solid and remains safe in the roar of the Chaos Beast.

"Since that's the case, I will accept you. It just so happens that there is still a guardian beast in the chaotic mountain gate, so I will choose you." The white-robed Taoist priest said lightly, leaning on the Bodhi tree stick full of Taoism in one hand, and swinging his wide robe sleeves in the other hand.

brush!

The gray chaos energy surged wildly, and the huge chaos beast outside the passage disappeared in an instant, and had been taken into the sleeves of the white-robed Taoist priest.

"Next time, Boy Bai will ask me for the eighth sedan chair. I won't go there anymore. What's the matter in the Three Realms to me? My ancestor has long been detached from it, too lazy to care, too lazy to care..." The Taoist priest robe murmured and glanced at the clay man stall.

"receive!"

With a whoosh, the clay man stall was suddenly put into the sleeves of the robe, and the Taoist priest in the white robe nodded with satisfaction.

"There is no Bodhi tree, so where can dust be caused? There is nothing in it, and the mirror is not a platform... Transcend the three realms and is not in the five elements, and you will be free and free than the gods..." The Taoist priest in white robe carried the Bodhi tree's stick, shook his shoulders, and walked away happily.

The white-robed Taoist priest seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact it had already exceeded the concept of speed. The chaotic passage built by the white-haired old man who had previously pinched the clay man dissipated, and was replaced by the golden avenue that appeared under the feet of the white-robed Taoist priest. In just a flash, it disappeared into a chaotic void. Once again, it appeared, and the mountain gate was surrounded by birds singing and flowers.

......

The existence of the Taoist priest in the white robe is too long, and there are probably few people in the three realms who know his true form. Su Xing and Tai'an'er met his incarnation, and passed each other, but they received great opportunities and influenced the future.

Since ancient times, how many people in the three realms can be broken by fate? I am afraid that only God knows it. It is so wonderful and wonderful.

After exchanging clay man, Su Xing and Tai'an'er went down the mountain together. From the top of the mountain, they saw that the most ghosts gathered in the Jade Lake, so they wanted to join in the fun.

The Jade Lake is surrounded by ghosts, not only because of the boats in the middle of the lake, but also because of the small buildings by the lake, a huge seventh-grade lotus floating on the lake surface, the lotus heart is as green as jade, and a fairy dances on it, and invited a talented woman who is very famous in the underworld.

"Who is dancing on the top?" Su Xing asked.

"Dielianhua." A ghost replied, staring at the seventh-grade jade lotus.

"The big sister above seems to be dancing extraordinary, so beautiful." Tai'an'er jumped up and pointed to Butterfly Love Flower on the seventh-grade Jasper Lotus.

"Of course, she was dancing a sword dancer." Su Xing smiled slightly and said.

On the Jasper Lake, seventh-grade Jasper Lotus is floating, with pink petals blooming, and the light fragrance of flowers is floating, and there seems to be a vague lingering around the surroundings of immortal music and Buddha singing.

In the center of the Jade Lotus, a beautiful woman danced barefoot barefoot, wearing a white veil, like a beautiful and noble butterfly, her jade wings suddenly appeared.

If you simply think that Butterfly Love Flower's dance is just gentle and beautiful, then you are very wrong. She lifted her tender neck, her gentle white clothes fell to her shoulders, revealing her delicate jade-white lotus arms. When her white wrist turned, a cold light flashed, and the slender sword shone out.

Butterfly Love Flower danced with a sword, causing a sensation all over the world. The lakeside was filled with great Japanese descendants, his eyes were endless. Whenever he was thrilling, his face changed color, and the world was also infected by her dancing posture, fluctuating and shaking.

The sword light is dazzling, like Houyi shooting down the nine suns. The dance posture is agile and agile, just like a god flying by a dragon. When dancing, the sword is like thunder, which makes people hold their breath, and when dancing, it calms, like the waves condensed by the rivers and seas.

"What a butterfly love flower, with bright red lips and graceful dance posture, which made Aunt Gongsun's sword dance weapon to the extreme." Su Xing praised it, and when he saw the extreme, he couldn't help but mutter loudly.

"There was a beautiful man named Gongsun, who danced his sword and moved everywhere.

The viewer is as depressed as the mountains, and the heaven and earth are long and low.

Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, and was as sharp as the emperors flying dragons.

It comes like thunder and furious, and it stops like the clear light of the river and sea.

The red lips and pearl sleeves are lonely, and some disciples convey the fragrance in the evening.

The beauty of Linying is in Baidi, and the music is dancing beautifully.

I have asked questions and answers with me, and I feel sad and sad.

The late emperor had eight thousand maids, and Gongsun's sword weapon was the first.

Fifty years have passed, and the royal family is invisible.

The disciples in the Pear Garden scattered like smoke, and the remaining female musicians reflected in the cold sun.

The golden millet piles have already arched the south wood, and the grass in Qutang stone city is bleak.

The banquet is over and over again, and the joy and sorrow come to the east.

I don’t know where I am going, and my feet are so sad that I am dying from the barren mountains.”

"On October 19, 2018, the second year of Dali, Tang Dynasty, I watched Li Shierniang, Linying dance in the house of Biejiayuanzhi in Kuifu. I felt that the dance posture was vigorous, changeable and spectacular, so I asked her who she learned from? She said, 'I am a student of Gongsun'.

In the third year of Kaiyuan in Xuanzong, I was still young. I remember watching Gongsun’s dance "Sword Artifact" and "Huntuo" dance in Yancheng. It was smooth and elegant, with bright rhythm, and outstanding. It was the best in the contemporary world. From Yichun in the palace, the disciples of the Liyuan Garden to the dance girls worshipped outside the palace, the only one who knew about this dance was that in the early years of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty, Gongsun was the only one.

She was dressed in a gorgeous dress and had a beautiful appearance. Now I am a old man. Her disciple Li Shierniang in front of me is no longer a young woman. Since I know the origin of her dancing skills, it seems that the dance skills of their masters and apprentices are in line with each other. I have been moved by the past and I feel infinitely moved in my heart. I will write the poem "Sword Art".

I heard that Zhang Xu, a native of Wuzhou, was good at writing cursive calligraphy and calligraphy. He often watched Gongsun aunt dance the "Xihe Sword Artifact" dance in Ye County. Since then, cursive calligraphy has made great progress, bold and passionate, and unruly. From this, we can see that Gongsun aunt's dancing skills are superb.

Once upon a time there was a beautiful woman named Gongsun. Whenever she danced a sword dance, she would cause a sensation everywhere.

The crowd was as numerous as mountains, and the face was thrilling and changing color. The world was also infected by her dancing posture, and the ups and downs were shaking.

The sword light is dazzling, like Houyi shooting down the nine suns, and the dance is agile and agile, just like the gods flying by the dragon.

When dancing, the sword is like thunder, which makes people hold their breath, and when dancing, it is calm, like the waves condensed by the rivers and seas.

The bright red lips and graceful dance postures have all passed away. In his later years, some disciples have inherited and carried forward the art.

The beauty of Linying Li Shierniang performed in Baidi City. She danced with this song, and she was extremely exquisite and energetic.

She talked to me for a long time, and I remember the past and caressed the present, which added infinite regret and sadness.

At that time, there were about 8,000 maids from Emperor Xuanzong, and only Aunt Gongsun was the first to dance with swords and weapons.

Fifty years of time are like turning the palm of your hand, years of war and war, and the government is dark and impermanent.

The children of the Pear Garden disappeared one by one, leaving only Li's dancing posture, hiding the cold light of winter.

The trees in front of the tomb of Xuanzong in Jinsu Mountain have been embraced, and the autumn grass is desolate and desolate in the area of ​​Baidi City in Qutang Gorge.

Another song of the rapid music of the tortoise stringed zither ends. The bright moon comes out and makes me feel sad. I feel panic.

I really don’t know where I want to go. It’s difficult to walk in the barren mountains, and the more I walk, the more sad I feel.”

At this time, a handsome young man appeared beside Su Xing, gently waved the painting fan, and said slowly.

"Hey, who are you? Are you Baidu Encyclopedia?!" Su Xing glanced at his eyes and complained strongly!
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