Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 99: Zhang Ye tells stories! Ancient secrets!

"Xuanyuan Sword? Isn't that an ancient magical weapon?" Du Fu was stunned, looking at Wan Jianyi standing on the green sword in front of him, and came up with a divine way.

Wang Changling asked doubtfully: "It should be... that is just an ordinary sword... Xuanyuan Sword is just a magical weapon in myths and legends, how can it be wandering in the world, let alone still in Li In Taibai's hands?"

Guo Ziyi also nodded in agreement: "It is true. Xuanyuan Sword is an ancient magic weapon. It is said to be the sword used by the Yellow Emperor. Even if this sword really exists, Taibai has never been seen taking it out, let alone anyone using it.

The words fell.

Just when several people were questioning Wan Jianyi's words that he wanted to return the Xuanyuan Sword to its original owner and hand it over to Li Taibai.

click

I saw that the wooden box of Wan Jianyi was still in the air.

Immediately afterwards, a sound of wood breaking was heard.

Then, he saw a golden light blooming from the wooden box.

For a moment, the eyes of everyone present were focused on the golden ray of light at the wooden box.

An ancient sword that was golden in color and filled with a simple atmosphere appeared in front of everyone.

"Go back to your master..." Wan Jianyi said softly, with a hint of sadness in his tone, and grief in his eyes.

Under the gaze of everyone, the ancient sword exuding a simple atmosphere headed straight towards Li Taibai's coffin.

Everyone followed the sword and shifted their gaze.

Then, they saw that the sword, full of ancient aura, faintly landed on Li Taibai's coffin.

"This...this, this should be an ancient sword!" Du Fu exclaimed, his tone full of astonishment.

Guo Ziyi on the side was even more surprised. His eyesight was good enough. Just when the ancient sword was heading towards Li Taibai's coffin, he could clearly see that there were patterns on the sword body.

Moreover, it is an unusual pattern!

"On the sword...one side is engraved with the sun, moon and stars, and the other side should be engraved with...mountains, rivers and vegetation!" Guo Ziyi was startled, and the expression on his face had already changed drastically.

"How... how is this possible? On one side are the sun, moon and stars, and on the other... are mountains, rivers and vegetation! Isn't that... the Xuanyuan Sword!" Han Zhun was shocked, his pupils turned pale. It was like an earthquake, shaking constantly.

Even Wang Changling took a deep breath.

Whether they are generals, poets, or hermits.

They all know some ancient legends and have heard of Xuanyuan Sword.

Xuanyuan Sword has the sun, moon and stars engraved on one side of the sword, and mountains, rivers and vegetation on the other side.

Moreover, there are fixed patterns engraved on the hilt of the sword.

If it is really what Guo Ziyi said, then this sword must be the ancient magic weapon, Xuanyuan Sword!

And at this moment,

Bo Qin, who was closest to the coffin, came to his father's coffin out of curiosity and surprise after hearing the words of several people around him, and carefully looked at the ancient sword with its simplicity and strangeness.

He just glanced at it, his pupils shrank, and his expression changed in shock.

"The pattern on this sword... is exactly what Uncle Guo said..." Bo Qin shouted.

hiss--

Suddenly, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and looked at Bo Qin in shock.

In their eyes, there were doubts, confusion, and even shock.

The ancient magic weapon, the weapon used by the Yellow Emperor, the Xuanyuan Sword... was actually the sword used by Li Taibai?

So...Li Taibai, is it really true?

"Then...these...could it be that they are really top swordsmen, and they are really here to...come to Taibai's funeral..." Du Fu Turning around, he looked at the old man in Yangqiu, the swordsman in blue, and the swordsman in white. The surprise and shock in his heart were self-evident.

In an instant, everyone present turned their heads and looked at the three swordsmen.

And just then.

Wan Jianyi, who was standing on the green sword body, stepped down.

The whole person floated into the air, the green long sword also put away, and flew towards Wan Jianyi's hand.

Then, Wan Jianyi landed lightly on the ground, his white clothes swaying in the wind, giving people a feeling of floating like an immortal.

After landing.

Wan Jianyi's face remained as cold as ever, his eyes were fixed on Li Taibai's coffin, he held the dragon-slaying sword in one hand and bowed deeply.

"Junior Wan Jianyi is here to send off Li Jianxian specially!"

As soon as these words came out.

The expressions of everyone present changed again.

"The top swordsman of this generation...the junior who claims to be Li Taibai...Taibai is really a swordsman!" Du Fu's hands couldn't help shaking, and tears flowed from his eyes, sliding down his old cheeks.

These were his tears of joy and tears of excitement.

There is no other reason. Du Fu is Li Bai's little fan, and Li Bai is Du Fu's first idol.

He originally thought that his idol Li Bai had great talent in the field of poetry and was the first person in Taoism!

Therefore, he also worked harder to write poems and enrich himself, just to get closer to Li Bai and his idol.

Originally, he thought he was about to get closer to his idol. Li Bai was the Immortal of Poetry, and he, Du Fu, was the Saint of Poetry.

Although he will definitely not be able to surpass his idol, if he can win this honor, Du Fu will die without regrets.

But he never expected that his idol was not only amazing in poetry.

In the field of swordsmanship, he looks down on all directions!

Seeing this scene, Du Fu worshiped Li Bai even more.

Poetry, swordsmanship, and idol Li Bai are all top-notch. Such achievements must belong to one person in history!

With such an idol, how could he, Du Fu, not be excited?

He even wants to start practicing swordsmanship from now on and continue to follow in the footsteps of his idol!

"Really...really really the Sword Immortal...Well.........In this case, those in power in our Datang Dynasty...are a bunch of mediocre people! They are a bunch of mediocre people. !" Wang Changling kept sobbing and burst into tears.

Guo Ziyi on the side also let out a long sigh, and then raised his head to look at the sky, letting the drizzle fall on all parts of his body.

After a long time, Guo Ziyi sighed with emotion: "If Taibai can help me in battle, the territory of the Tang Dynasty... why is it like this... why is there a marriage... and the small foreign countries have not all surrendered? In my power of the Tang Dynasty, surrender to the Taibai Sword!"

"If, if, when Taibai was forced to resign, he could take out the Xuanyuan Sword and kill Gao Lishi and kill all the powerful people, how could things happen today? How could the Tang Dynasty be reduced to what it is today!"

Guo Ziyi said sadly, just like what he said.

Back then, Li Bai was forced to resign because he was slandered by those powerful people and was disliked by Xuanzong, which led Li Bai to leave Chang'an.

Since leaving, Li Bai has never been glorious again, and his life has declined.

But if back then, Li Bai could really pull out the Xuanyuan Sword and kill all the powerful people in the court who would only sit there and seek their own interests, then the Tang Dynasty would not be in this situation now.

As a general, Guo Ziyi knows the current Tang Dynasty very well.

Since Xuanzong, the Tang Dynasty has been deteriorating day by day, and the power of Daizong may not be able to recover.

If Li Bai had not died, he would have made the Tang Dynasty reach its peak again! It would have once again become the most powerful empire in the world!

But now... Li Taibai is dead and has passed away.

It's too late to say this...

Bo Qin and Li Yangbing, the two closest people to Li Taibai, were already slumped on the ground with tears streaming down their faces.

They never thought that in addition to the title of Poetry Immortal, Li Taibai also had the title of Sword Immortal.

Moreover, there is still the idea of ​​​​making in the body

Everyone sighed, their faces looked melancholy and sad.

At this moment, they had already determined that Li Taibai was the unborn Li Jianxian.

Although I have never seen Taibai dance with a sword, I have never seen Taibai's sword skills.

Maybe three top swordsman masters can come to worship.

Xuanyuan Sword is Taibai's sword.

Without real strength, how could Li Taibai hold this Xuanyuan Sword!

If they didn't have real strength and were respected by others, why would these three top swordsmen come here to pay homage to Li Taibai.

Because of this, they also have no doubt about Li Taibai's identity as a swordsman and everything about Li Taibai.

And just then.

Li Chungang, the old man from Yangqiu, looked at Wan Jianyi who stood up with interest: "Wan Jianyi, I have always had a problem.

Situ Zhong, the swordsman in blue, also turned to look at the two of them curiously.

Wan Jianyi said with a cold face: "But it doesn't matter."

Li Chungang nodded, a glint flashed in his eyes, and asked with a smile: "If I guessed correctly, Li Jianxian placed the Xuanyuan Sword with you a year ago, and it was exactly a year ago that Li Jianxian's body was released. question………"

"What happened that year ago?" Li Chungang suddenly stood up and straightened up, staring directly at Wan Jianyi. The smile on his face disappeared.

Situ Zhong on the side also frowned and looked at Wan Jiansan with squinted eyes.

"I have heard about this matter. A year ago, Li Jianxian went to look for you. When he came back, Xuanyuan Sword was left at your place, and his body was not as good as before. What exactly happened that year? What happened? Li Jianxian is like this now." Situ Zhong asked.

After Wan Jianyi heard what the two said.

He was neither nervous nor panicked, but looked at the two of them calmly.

He turned his head again, glanced at Li Taibai's coffin, shook his head and said: "Li Jianxian made a covenant with me. The two of us have this matter in our hearts, and we will definitely not be able to tell it. You two, please don't continue to ask."

The words fell.

Li Chungang's brows rose again, and he tightened his grip on the three-foot wooden horse and ox in his hand.

Even Situ Zhong felt deeply that there was something wrong with Wan Jianyi's answer, a big problem.

Only Li Jianxian and Wan Jianyi knew what happened a year ago.

But now, Li Jianxian has passed away and Wan Jianyi keeps silent. Who should they ask? How can they know what happened a year ago?

And at the same time.

The conversation between these three people also attracted the attention of everyone present.

They originally had expressions of excitement and dissatisfaction, but when they heard three top swordsmen discussing the past a year ago, their faces showed a little curiosity.

Because they heard it clearly.

Exactly one year ago.

Li Taibai handed Xuanyuan Sword to Wan Jianyi. It was also a year ago that Li Taibai's body gradually failed and his condition worsened rapidly.

In just one year, he passed away.

This deeply touches their hearts.

Because, they also wanted to know why Li Taibai fell to this point.

But Wan Jianyi, the only one who knew the inside story, still didn't tell...

This made everyone present, including the old man Li Chungang in Yangqiu and the swordsman in blue Situ Zhong, feel a little uncomfortable, as if there was something stuck in their throats.

And just then.

A magnetic, mysterious, and solemn voice echoed in the rain.

"One year ago, at the border gate in the north of the Great Wall, there was a crack connecting the human world and the demon realm. This crack was caused by ancient times. A year ago, the seal was loosened and the crack reopened. If left alone, the world will be in chaos!"

"And Taibai had already noticed it a few days ago, and then he took the Xuanyuan Sword and went to find Wan Jianyi. The two of them joined forces to go through the crack and go to the demon realm..."