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Chapter 204: A good poem about "Yin"

"Haha, since good things happen one after another, let's celebrate with a drink. Come, come, come. This wine is five hundred years old and is guaranteed to be fragrant. e3's latest novel ranking topbq"

Li Yan lifted up the previously unopened jar of fine wine, took an empty jar next to it, shaped it into two porcelain bowls, poured a full bowl, and handed it to Pharmacist Li.

Pharmacist Li smelled it and said: "It smells good." He was not polite, took it, drank it all in one gulp, and then poured another bowl.[

Unexpectedly, Pharmacist Li was also the drink. Li Yan seemed to have found a confidant. The two chatted with each other, toasted to each other and drank. After drinking a full jar, Pharmacist Li got drunk first because he was not strong enough.

He wandered back to his room and went to sleep. As he walked, he said, "Brother Li, your sword is really good. You can lend it to me for fun someday."

Li Yan burped and threw the empty wine jar in his hand casually, saying: "Haha, if you are discerning, my sword is not only sharp enough, but it can also fly. If you don't believe me, I'll show it to you."

After saying that, the red killing sword on his waist suddenly unsheathed, and when he was swinging it, it ran towards the sky.

"No, it's about to fly away. I'll chase it back." As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yan flew over after the Red Killing Sword.

Before Pharmacist Li could reach the house, he fell to the ground with a thud and fell asleep.

Li Yan, who flew out, accelerated several times before catching up with the red killing sword. He stepped on it and said drunkenly: "Since it is a sword, you must obey the master. If you run around again, I will take it."

Go chop wood."

The Red Killing Sword shook for a moment and no longer dared to fly around.

"Let's go to Xuefeng and send this elixir to Jimo Yue's master for treatment." Li Yan said to the Red Killing Sword at his feet. The Red Killing Sword really had spirituality and immediately changed its direction towards

Flying in the direction of the snow peak.

Being blown by the cold wind, Li Yan regained some consciousness. He crossed the sky with his long sword and asked like a swordsman.

"Well, the wind is high and the air is refreshing, and the sword is flying in the air. This situation is like the swordsman in ancient times singing with his sword. Isn't that right?" The ancient voice came out.

"It makes sense, it makes sense." Li Yan used his groggy mind to think about which poem he should memorize to suit the occasion.

For a moment, Li Yan thought of it, and he chanted loudly: "Come with the sword and ride on the wind, to eliminate demons in the world."

The heroic voice echoed in the major mountains, attracting the attention of many monks. They looked up one after another and saw a drunken monk flying through the air with a red sword, his clothes and hair flying.

"Dang", with a free and easy demeanor, makes people's eyes bright.

"Good poem. I thought that all Tai'amen were warriors, but I didn't expect that there would be such a heroic man, wielding a sword and singing loudly, just like the ancient monks." Many monks shouted one after another.

"A good word to wield a sword and ride on the wind, a good word to slay demons in the world, this is what a real man should do."

Don't think that the Tai'amen are only cultivators and illiterate. In fact, there are countless people who are truly talented in literature. There are no disciples who can join this sect who are not from prominent family backgrounds and who are not smart. Because of their good family background and cultural heritage, they are quite good. Reading

Writing is a child's play, but through the past and present, "reciting" poems and painting are indispensable.

It's just that when he came to this Tai Amen, his talent and talents were suppressed by his cultivation. Now Li Yan's singing while stepping on the sword has resonated with many monks.

"Is that all there is to it? That's really disappointing. The beginning of this poem is so heroic. If it could be recited to the end, it would be a masterpiece." Many people felt a little regretful.

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