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Chapter 162 Li Bai Reciting Poetry
Lu Ya gnawed on the chicken leg he had somehow acquired, taking bite after bite.

Why was Li Bai banished to Hedong by Xuantian? I've never heard of Li Bai having any connections here.

Lu Ya continuously extended his senses.

"Master Pei, is it really possible to kill one person in ten steps? Won't the blade get dull?"

"Taibai, if you ask such strange questions again, I'll punish you by not letting you eat today." Pei Min slammed his sword heavily on the table, looking at the eighteen-year-old Li Bai with a helpless expression.

At this moment, Li Bai stood before Pei Min's desk, his brows like swords piercing the clouds, his gaze clear and untainted. His indigo robe, with its gaped hips, fluttered in the wind, silver cloud patterns swirling at the collar, a gilded pendant hanging at his waist, and a few strands of his unruly hair, loosely tied with an ebony lotus crown, billowed in the breeze.

His youthful spirit was truly indescribable.

Lu Ya tucked the unfinished chicken leg into his waistband, his figure flickered slightly, and he reappeared on the wall of Pei Min's courtyard. He sat down lightly without making a sound.

Li Bai scratched his head: "Master, it's not that I want to ask these strange questions, it's that if I can't fully understand these poems, how can I reach the point where I can enter the realm of immortals through poetry, as you said?"

At this point, Li Bai seemed a little embarrassed and continued, "The main thing is, Master said that I wrote all these poems. Me? I haven't even left Hedong yet. How could I write lines like 'The waterfall plunges three thousand feet, as if the Milky Way were falling from the ninth heaven,' 'Kill one man in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles'? Master, aren't you asking me to do something I shouldn't?"

Pei Min took a deep breath and said earnestly, "If someone says you have the appearance of an immortal, then you definitely do. You can definitely do it. Have you forgotten that you couldn't even memorize it at first, but now you can recite it backwards fluently?"

"That's only because your disciple is exceptionally talented. Otherwise, just memorizing all these poems would be a nightmare, especially that 'After the Turmoil, I Remember My Travels to Yelang and Write This Poem to Prefect Wei Liangzai of Jiangxia'—is that even a poem? Other people's five-character poems might not even be as long as his. He should have just written a preface instead of the main text. And that 'Dreaming of Visiting Tianmu Mountain' is so long and difficult to memorize, I don't even want to mention it, and..."

"Enough!" Pei Min was truly angry. "How many times have I told you? Those are all your poems!!"

"I don't admit it!"

"you……"

choke!
The moment his longsword was drawn, Li Bai immediately shouted: "Having accomplished my task, I will dust off my clothes and depart, concealing my merit and fame!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Bai suddenly retreated, reaching the doorway in the blink of an eye.

Only then did Pei Min draw his longsword, but the blade was already pointing at nothing.

Pei Min immediately stood up and looked at Li Bai: "Taibai, what's going on?"

Li Bai swayed uncontrollably for a long time before finally regaining his balance, as if his sudden retreat was not something he had initiated.

"Master, have I become an immortal? I can really use the power of poetry now." Li Bai's face was flushed, clearly surprised by the abilities he was displaying.

"As that senior said, you have indeed done it! That's great. I will crush the jade slip and send a message to the senior right away."

Pei Min took out a red cloth bag from his bosom, opened it layer by layer, and finally revealed a jade slip.

The jade slip was engraved with only the character "天" (heaven), which was ancient and grand, with a faint Daoist aura flowing over it. If there were immortals here, they would probably be able to comprehend some of the rules of heaven and earth with just a glance.

Li Bai stepped forward and said, "This is what Master has been talking about, left behind by that senior. It seems to have some merit."

"How dare you! That senior possesses divine abilities; you cannot speak recklessly. Ten years ago, he left me guidance, instructing me to take you as my disciple, teach you swordsmanship, and give you all those poems. He had only one requirement: that you memorize them fluently until you comprehend the divine abilities. Now that you have finally accomplished that, you can break this jade slip." "No need. This jade slip contains a wisp of Xuan Tian's divine consciousness. Keep it. If you encounter a life-or-death crisis in the future, you can crush it to save your life. I will take it with me."

A voice suddenly sounded behind the two. Li Bai reacted quickly, placed his hand on Pei Min's sword and shouted: "I am willing to use the sword at my waist to slay Loulan!"

Rumble!
The poems Li Bai uttered at this moment were extremely aggressive and swift, so much so that Pei Min had no time to stop him.

Then, Li Bai slashed his longsword down behind him in the simplest way, and what appeared in the process was a huge phantom sword. The phantom sword was three meters long and one meter wide, truly a heavy sword without an edge. It crashed down heavily with Li Bai's sword.

Before the longsword even fell, the sword energy rushed towards him, and the killing aura made Lu Ya's hair fly wildly. The chicken leg at his waist was ultimately just an ordinary thing, and under this sword energy, it was directly turned into dust and fell to the ground.

“I can understand that you have a grudge against Xuan Tian, ​​but you can’t take it out on me!”

Lu Ya did not believe that Li Bai did it unintentionally; this line from the "Song of the Frontier" was a typical decapitation operation.

Lu Ya smiled and said, with a wave of his sleeve, the phantom sword disappeared, while the sword in Li Bai's hand was casually held between Lu Ya's two fingers.

"Who are you?"

Pei Min did not immediately tell Li Bai to sheathe his sword, because although the sword was stopped, Li Bai had more than just one line of poetry in his mind, and he still needed to find out who the person was.

"Xuantian sent me to take Li Bai on a mission."

"Who am I!" Pei Min did not reply.

"How would I know who you are? He didn't tell me; he just told me to come and pick up Li Bai."

"Taibai, sheathe your sword and go with him!"

After Pei Min finished speaking, he started to walk towards his house.

"Huh? Master, are your codes really that outrageous?"

"Hmm! Those who went to great lengths to pick you up should naturally be executed without mercy, but those who only know you are the ones who came for you. Go."

Lu Ya's lips twitched slightly. He hadn't expected Pei Min to be such a fascinating person: "Master Pei, aren't you curious about the methods of immortals and gods? Is this how you interacted with Xuan Tian?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Min turned to look at Lu Ya: "Even if I were reincarnated dozens of times, I still couldn't write those poems by Taibai. Taibai was right, making people memorize those poems is torture. Such divine methods are not suitable for a rough man like me who wields swords and spears. As for my contact with Senior Xuantian, there was no contact. He said he wanted my mother to die peacefully, but he needed to teach a student, so I agreed. Other than that, there was nothing else."

"Master, what about me? Don't you have any instructions for me?"

"Write less poetry. You yourself have such difficulty memorizing it. If future generations are also required to memorize it by the Master, they will have nowhere to cry."

"Disciple understands!" Li Bai chuckled.

(End of this chapter)