The general is on his way to support the ship, and the flags on the river are blowing purple smoke.
Traveling thousands of miles to explore the tiger's den, drawing swords from three cups and dancing in the dragon spring.
Mo Dao, the poet has no courage, and will be given a whip before leaving.
——"Send Off to General Tao Yulin" by Li Bai
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The Taoist in Qingshan grabbed his hand and a wooden sword flew towards Bai Fu. The red round shield immediately reacted and protected Bai Fu's vitals. The golden crescent moon whizzed away and attacked the Taoist in Qingshan.
The green-shirted Taoist's second wooden sword flew out and intercepted the golden crescent moon.
Bai Fu drew an arc in front of his chest with his right hand, and the golden crescent moon changed its trajectory and suddenly descended rapidly, flying along the ground. When it approached Taoist Qingshan, it suddenly increased speed and cut into Taoist Qingshan's feet in a strange arc.
The Taoist in green shirt rolled his left hand, and a cyclone swept the golden crescent moon away from his body. He pointed two fingers of his right hand, and the first wooden sword stabbed Bai Fu's throat.
Bai Fu was not yet proficient in swordsmanship. He was in a hurry and had no time to command the red buckler, and a flaw appeared in his throat. The sword was about to hit him, and the red buckler automatically rotated to protect the vital parts of his throat and block the wooden sword. And the golden crescent moon
After being swept away, he automatically attacked the Taoist in green shirt without waiting for Bai Fu's greeting.
"What a great way to surround Wei and rescue Zhao!" Taoist Qingshan praised.
The Taoist in Qingyi moved forward, turned his palm into a sword, and slashed the golden crescent moon that was close to him with the sword. The golden crescent moon flew out and hit the rock wall, cutting a deep crack in the rock wall.
The golden crescent blade was so sharp and powerful that even Li Xuexuan couldn't help but smack his lips.
In the next section, the red round shield and the golden crescent moon seemed to enter automatic attack and defense mode. The red round shield was responsible for defense, circling around Bai Fu's body. Wherever there was an attack from the flying sword, the round shield appeared there, intercepting the flying sword once.
The golden crescent moon was responsible for the attack, as fast as lightning, cleverly avoiding the interception of the flying sword, and slashing the Qingshan Taoist's vitals from different angles.
Taoist Qingshan was so excited that he took out seven wooden swords and started fighting with Bai Fu. The fight was earth-shattering.
There are poems from later generations as evidence: "The blade follows the finger, and the spear should fly. Take the body and leap, and raise the hand with excitement. It shines vertically and horizontally, and the left and right lights meet. Watching the leap of this sword, it suddenly flies like a majestic fly.
The tiger roars, shakes the windlass, and shoots the bull. The chestnuts are fierce in the air, and they will not fall for a long time. The wind from the kitchen is falling, and the rain is coming, and I am tired and comfortable. The mausoleum is sharp and clear, and the splendor is exquisite. The blue sky can be relied on and the white clouds can be seen.
.See two dragons chasing each other, and see the brightness and extinguishment of seven stars. The flowing momentum of the red trunks is mixed with the complicated rhythm of the golden music. Until the heavenly wheel rotates, the ropes run through the loop; the light blends into the outside, and the Qi is in harmony with it. If it surges.
The cloud waves are like flying snow mountains. Tens of thousands of people are raining and sweating over them, and eight hundred people are ashamed of them. When the song is about to end, the momentum is particularly quick; it may be seven vertical waves in a row, or three consecutive waves in an instant. The wind is blowing like a cloud.
The clouds and clouds are flying, and the thunder is shining brightly in the sky. The darkness and light are changing, and the ghosts and monsters are no longer hunting. If the ghosts and gods have no escape, how can the barbarians not be intimidated?"
After more than a hundred rounds, Taoist Qingshan saw that Bai Fu had almost mastered it, so he sheathed his sword.
Although Bai Fu was scarred and his clothes were in rags, his vital parts were not seriously injured. It can be seen that the protection of the red round shield was strong and the defense was tight.
It's just that sword control consumes too much real energy. If it weren't for the red buckler and golden crescent moon that automatically attack and defend most of the time, Bai Fufei would collapse to the ground at this moment.
Taoist Taoist Qingshan twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Although I have found the feeling of controlling a sword, my control skills are still very unfamiliar. I need to practice more in the future and cannot rely solely on the spiritual power of these two magic weapons."
Bai Fu was quite embarrassed. He and Li Xuexuan demonstrated with wooden swords. He still had a lot of homework to do in the future.
The Taoist in green shirt then took out the black iron thick-backed sword. The Taoist in green shirt stared at the thick-backed sword for a long time, as if staring at a lover who shared life and death, with infinite affection. He stroked the blade of the sword gently, as if communicating with the sword.
After a long time, Taoist Qingshan handed the knife to Bai Fu's hand.
Bai Fu declined politely: "Thank you for your kindness, senior, but I've been using swords for many years, so I'm afraid it's hard to change my habit. Don't waste this magical weapon."
The green-shirted Taoist glared and said: "If you don't fulfill the nature of things, how can you fulfill the nature of human beings? As you practice, your Kanding Qi will become more and more powerful and domineering. When the time comes, only this mysterious
The iron sword can bear this huge force. Besides, I can’t take this thing with me even if I transform into a flying fairy queen. Do you want me to bury it in a cave?”
Li Xuexuan was afraid that the two of them would end up arguing, so she quickly persuaded Bai Fu to accept it.
When Bai Fu just took the sword, he almost dropped it on the ground. This thick-backed long sword is several times heavier than an ordinary sword, and it is as heavy as a hammer or an axe. The blade is dark and dark, neither gold nor iron. I don't know what it is.
The blade seems to be unedged, and the tip is round, blunt, and edgeless.
Taoist Qingshan couldn't help but smile and said slowly: "This sword is made of black iron contained in meteorites from the sky. It weighs more than eighty kilograms. The swordsmith named it: 'Baopu', and I also call it
It's called Magnolia officinalis.
The first time I held this sword, I was shocked. I thought, how can I use this heavy weapon?
Later, I finally understood that the nature of a sword is like human nature, where it is thick, not where it is thin; where it is practical, not where it is gorgeous. It is as straight as it is bendy, and it is as skillful as it is clumsy."
Bai Fuling had been taught the power of this knife. When he heard these words again, he couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring and have endless aftertaste.
Bai Fu asked: "Senior, I dare to ask, why does this sword have no scabbard?"
The green-shirted Taoist smiled proudly and said: "Such a rebellious creature, no scabbard in the world can accommodate him!
This sword will be with you in the future, half master and half friend. I have injected martial arts skills such as "Hurricane Destroying Soul" into this sword. When you establish emotions with this sword, respect and awe, the martial arts talents hidden in the sword will be revealed.
It will make you learn that only man and sword can become one."
Having said this, Taoist Qingshan looked at Bai Fu with deep meaning and said: "Boy, cherish the people in front of you, and don't be like the man who cared for a boat and asked for a sword."
Bai Fu was stunned for a moment, puzzled by this statement. But he quickly bowed deeply to express his gratitude.
The Taoist in green shirt touched the blade of the sword and sighed quietly: "This sword is the memory of my youth. I once relied on it to conquer the world and wipe out the enemies. For hundreds of years, the people around me, whether relatives or enemies, died.
Even though I am gone, only this knife is always with me.
After reaching the prime of life, I no longer use this sword. Wood and bamboo can be used as swords. From then on, I practiced intensively and gradually moved to the state of controlling objects in the air, using Qi to control swords, and turning Qi into swords. From then on, I broke through the world of mortals and began to pursue the state of mind.
Leap, know how to let go, learn to be willing, and let nature take its course.
After a hundred years of age, you will enter the realm of Wuji and Taiji, and realize the great liberation. There will be no desires, no thoughts, no good, no evil, and nothing to do.
I also fell in love like you two, from innocent and clear to vigorous. But in the end, I was the only one left watching the sunrise and sunset on the top of Huashan Mountain.
This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.”
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After saying that, the Taoist priest in green shirt let out a long roar, which penetrated into the clouds and cracked gold and stone.
The birds in the peaks of Huashan Mountain were silent, and all the beasts roared together, the sound shaking the sky.
Taoist Qingshan looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that I would be able to meet you two talented people before I became immortal. It shows that there is God's will in the dark.
Let’s say goodbye here, and if we are destined to meet again, we may meet again in some time and space.”
After saying that, the Taoist in Qingshan rose into the air, flew up the cliff, rose and fell a few times, and disappeared into the back mountain of Huashan Mountain.
When the mountains and mountains fell silent again, Li Xuexuan couldn't help but feel sad and shed tears when she thought of Taoist Qingshan's last words. She and Bai Fu kowtowed several times in the direction where Taoist Qingshan disappeared.