My Teacher is Sun Wukong

"Take me another sword!" After Li Baiyang took a sip of wine, he suddenly looked sullen and shouted.

The dying man is not a singer. Who can book you, Bai Tai Xuan Jing.

Behind him is the mural depicting the "Knights", the last four poems, dazzling brilliance.

Li Bai’s poetry is raised to the extreme.

Put the Qinglian sword in front of you and wait for it!

The sword has not yet come out, Xiao Fei can feel the terribleness of his sword. There is also the sword meaning of this sword, as if it has the effect of letting time stand still.

"You also pick me up and try!" Xiao Fei also screamed. When the volley was a good one, he poked it at Li Bai. The silver hoop sticks in the air, instantly becomes dozens of feet long, and the mouth of the bowl is thick and directly attacks Li Bai's chest.

Feeling his sword, there is a time to gain momentum, so Xiao Fei is ready to make a man.

Hey!

A glorious brilliance flashed over Li Bai’s Qinglian sword. This sword, he finally attacked.

Between the moments! Time has solidified at this moment.

And Li Bai also attacked the Eight Swords in an instant. Because the swordsmanship was too fast, the eight shining swords light formed a huge ‘Xiao’ word in the sky.

However, because Xiao Fei took the lead in attacking the silver hoop, Li Bai’s eight-sword in this moment was just cut on his silver hoop. Hey... the sound of the eight-golden iron horse.

A strong sword! Xiao Fei was shocked by the magical power of Confucianism. If you didn't take the lead in attacking a stick, he couldn't stop the eight swords.

And his sword meaning, as well as the effect of the setting time.

Bai Tai Xuan Jing this sword! Sure enough, it is a moment of Fanghua, swaying the world. Yan Huabai, once turned back, is a hundred years old, and the blue silk is turned into snow.

However, his sword has a good time, not an instant attack. Otherwise, his sword is enough to kill most gods. Of course, his swordsmanship is impossible to break through the gods. But if you attack with a sneak attack, those gods can't rush in time.

And Xiao Fei has copper and iron bones, it is not the same. The copper and iron bones are innate and do not need to be radical.

Therefore, even if Li Bai attacked Xiao Fei, he could not stand him.

"The gods of Confucianism, really strong!" Xiao Fei said sincerely.

"You are not bad." Li Bai said, "I am not an apprentice of Qitian Dasheng. If I have not yet become a fairy, I will be able to compete with the Confucian swordsman who has been practicing for more than two thousand years."

"I haven't played any fun, you pick me up again, the strongest sword trick!" Li Bai said.

Qinglian sword song!

In the sky, Bai Yujing, the 12th floor and the five cities.

The immortal man cares for me and bears the longevity!

In an instant, Li Bai’s swordsmanship is still changing. In the dance of the sword, there is actually a kind of sword meaning for the world!

It is a law that has existed since ancient times and has existed since ancient times.

Xiao Fei did not dare to neglect and looked serious. At the same time, with one hand on the chest, sit cross-legged and read the Buddha's curse.

"Huayan Austrian Tibetan, no law, ten worlds, the same law!"

One side of the pure land!

Standing on the palm of your chest, slamming the ground. Under his body, countless pure soil yellow sand was raised in an instant. It is like a smoke explosion, and the stones on the ground all form a golden stone. Within a radius of ten feet, all became pure land.

In this pure land, Xiao Fei is the master, that is, the supreme powerful existence. The meaning of Li Baiqing’s swordsmanship was blocked by Wan Dao Jin Guang and could not be attacked.

"You actually learned the magical power of the Pure Land Emperor!" Li Bai shocked. "You are both a Buddha and a long road. The future is boundless!"

Ha ha! Xiao Fei smiled and stood up. He is both a Buddha and a leader of the two. Now the world is invincible, and in the future it will be invincible in the sky, even the universe is invincible.

"Do not fight, do not fight." After seeing his strongest sword is blocked, Li Bai will not fight. After that, put the Qinglian sword back into the scabbard.

"Why don't you fight, I haven't played any fun yet." Xiao Fei said with a smile. His most powerful swordsmanship can't hurt Xiao Fei, then Xiao Fei will be invincible in the future. Fighting again, Xiao Fei will defeat him.

"I haven't had a lot of hands with people for a long time, and I don't want to have a hand today." Li Bai said. He is a sword fairy who has been practicing for more than two thousand years. He just could not defeat Xiao Fei. And then fight again, there are signs of losing, making him a little embarrassed.

Li Bai, although representative of the gods in the late Confucianism. But Xiao Fei is the apprentice of Qitian Dasheng, and the founder is Daozu. Of course, in the real world, he will defeat him in the fairyland.

"If you don't play, then." Xiao Fei said, "I am leaving." After putting the silver hoop back into his ear, he turned and left.

Li Bai did not stop him, drinking from his own.

Xiao Fei took two steps, like suddenly thinking of something, suddenly stopped again. Turning to Li Bai said, "You just sent me a magic weapon of Confucianism, I don't want to take advantage of you. I have two bottles of wine here, I will give it to you."

After that, a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite was thrown out of the bag and was thrown to Li Bai.

"I drink the fairy wine, can you compare with the mortal wine?" Li Bai said. Having said that, I still picked up the bottle.

When he reached for a stroke, he opened the bottle. Then pour the wine into the cup and drink it.

"How is the taste?" Xiao Fei asked curiously, wondering what reaction he had after drinking a famous foreign wine.

"This wine is very strong and has the taste of Fanbang." Li Bai said.

"This is originally a foreign wine." Xiao Fei said with a smile.

After seeing him drink a cup, he continued to pour it into the glass. Xiao Fei hurriedly stopped. "My wine is worth hundreds of thousands of bottles. You can't drink too much. I still have to keep selling."

After that, I grabbed the bottle from Li Bai’s hand and carefully covered the lid.

"You are not saying to send me?" Li Bai said.

"I just sent you a taste, not a whole bottle." Xiao Fei said. Then, from the inside of the bag, I took out the tribute Maotai and handed it to him. "You try this again."

Li Bai opened the Moutai wine and drank a cup. He said: "This wine is very interesting and has the taste of the local. The fairy wine in the sky does not have the smell of fireworks. It is far worse than this kind of wine. I like it very much. How about giving this bottle to me?"

"I drink this wine, but I can still think of my hometown." Li Bai hurriedly added a sentence.

"Hundreds of thousands of bottles of wine, you let me send?" Xiao Fei widened his eyes. According to his greed personality, he will definitely not do this loss-making business.

"Like this, I will change the Qinglian sword with you." Li Bai said. People who are addicted to alcohol, seeing good wine, are willing to pay what the price.

No one likes Du Fu's poems, and does not buy him to become a Confucian god. Ha ha!

(End of this chapter)