Douluo: If You Cut Me, You Will Lose the Treasure, Bibi Dong is Addicted

Chapter 552 The morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow [second update]

Ice Empress turned and looked over.

As a specially invited member of Tiandou Royal Academy, Chen Xin is in the same camp as her.

Of course, Bingdi also knew that this reward was very suitable for Chen Xin, and there was no loss to her in such an exchange. With Lin Yi here, Chen Xin would naturally not back down.

After thinking for a moment, Bingdi finally looked at her sister, and Xuedi nodded.

My sister actually responded? !

Bingdi was overjoyed, it seemed that having a daughter made Xuedi feel much better.

It seems that this little guy is not useless at all.

"Okay, but don't forget that I also want the golden primary reward, and it's suitable for me. I know this reward is very suitable for you, so I don't want to suffer."

Ice Empress said proudly.

Chen Xin bowed to accept it: "This is natural, please rest assured, senior."

Bingdi steps down and Chen Xin steps up.

This is a py transaction completed in front of me, Lin Yi looked at the two people and thought to himself.

He flicked the golden ball of light in his hand towards Chen Xin, but the light ball did not merge into Chen Xin's body, but turned into a booklet in Chen Xin's hand.

There are four words written on the booklet, "Li Bai Poetry Collection"

Chen Xin was suddenly agitated.

Because he just heard from Lin Yi that every line of the poem here is equivalent to a powerful sword skill, and after flipping through the book roughly, there are too many lines to count!

Of course, there is also a premise, that is, you must have your own unique understanding of the artistic conception in the poem.

You have to understand it.

Chen Xin turned to the first page, and was going to choose one song to try to understand. If she could understand the first song, then the latter ones might not be so difficult.

He glanced at Lin Yi excitedly, then at his suzerain, and carefully opened the first page.

"Will Enter the Wine"

Chen Xin frowned: "Will you drink?"

Lin Yi corrected: "That word, read qiang, and you will drink."

Chen Xin blushed, "Sorry."

Qian Daoliu muttered silently in the audience: "These three words are somewhat familiar, like the first skill of the assassin Li Bai."

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning."

This first sentence made Chen Xin frown.

After reading it, there seems to be no special sentiment.

Even though he was asked to write this sentence, he couldn't write it, because he didn't even know where the Yellow River was.

Perhaps a famous river on Blue Star.

Chen Xin held the booklet in one hand, and raised the sword with the other hand, a clear and sharp sword sound sounded, and the Seven Killing Sword was unsheathed and suspended in mid-air, and was held by the hilt in Chen Xin's hand.

At the same time, nine soul rings floated up from his body.

He thought it might be easier to understand while taking out the sword while reciting the poem.

Chen Xin was still reading the first sentence.

In his opinion, the first sentence has great potential as a powerful sword skill.

But after repeating it in a low voice for a long time, he forced himself to associate with the picture, but there was still no resonance. At the same time, he gestured with the long sword in his hand, and the result was the same, there was no reaction at all.

I was actually stuck in this link of understanding poetry!

Lin Yi frowned: "How can you understand this majestic sentence, whispered like a girl? How can you comprehend sword skills?"

Chen Xin froze on the spot.

He seemed to have been woken up instantly by Lin Yi's scolding, he straightened his back quickly, held the sword in one hand, and at the same time held the book of poems high, and raised his head.

Majestic isn't it? Then I should read out the momentum, Senior Lin Yi should mean that.

Chen Xin took a deep breath and said loudly: "Don't you see! The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky! It rushes to the sea and never returns!"

no response.

The scene was quiet.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, but they still didn't see why.

Lin Yi said helplessly: "What's the use of you reading there like a sculpture? Did Li Bai write it like a sculpture like you when he wrote the poem? You read the whole poem, what do you think Li Bai was doing at that time?"

Chen Xin quickly apologized, and carefully observed the whole poem again.

Suddenly, he suddenly realized.

"Wine...drinking? Is he drinking?"

Lin Yi agreed with silence.

Chen Xin took a deep breath again, let his body relax, raised his right hand high, faced the sky, smiled and recited aloud: "Don't you see! The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky! It rushes to the sea and never returns!"

no response.

But Chen Xin did not give up, and continued to read, this time with a more sonorous voice:

"Don't you see! The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky! It rushes to the sea and never returns!"

"Wow--"

At this moment, everyone suddenly pricked up their ears, because they actually heard the sound of waves coming from around them.

Chen Xin suddenly became excited, imagining the scene of the rushing river in his mind, imagining the magnificent scene of the river falling high and forming a waterfall.

He started to move, and turned the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and the tip of the sword actually pulled out blue and white waves!

"Clatter——"

The sound of surging waves continued to reach everyone's ears.

Chen Xin moved on the stage as if drunk, his body spun around, and when the long sword in his hand fell, it seemed to stir up water, splashing waves!

The expressions on everyone's faces gradually became surprised.

Chen Xin in the stands danced his sword comfortably, and huge waves splashed down from the sky, surrounding his body, like a water dragon, surging and galloping crazily!

Chen Xin also discovered that the more drunk he was, the stronger the momentum of this wave!

Could it be that drunkenness is the true meaning of turning this poem into a sword technique?

He spun the blade, the sword was majestic, and there really was a majestic river surrounding his body, the other end of the river was connected to the sky and poured down, and the other end was constantly moving with the tip of Chen Xin's Seven Kills sword.

In the end, Chen Xin slashed out with a sword, and the majestic sword energy flew past Lin Yi, and the waves poured in, carrying the aura of a giant mountain falling, and the pressure was extremely strong.

Afterwards, there seemed to be some humidity in the air.

"Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair is like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening!"

When Chen Xin read this sentence, her tone became much lower.

Miss Ning opened her eyes wide in surprise, because Chen Xin on the stage turned into a full head of black hair in an instant! Looks extremely young and handsome! It's like returning to the period of young adults!

But the moment he turned around, Chen Xin's black hair turned white again, his face was even covered with old wrinkles, and he was in a state of dying in an instant.

Chen Xin looked worried, and smiled helplessly, but her steps still swayed like drunkenness, and the dancing long sword also completed the transformation from black to white in the void.

At this moment, the shadow of the sword flickered, his body was so fast that he couldn't see the shadow, and at some point he swung the sword.

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes: "A sword skill with the element of time?"

Chen Xin's sword was as fast as lightning, as if cutting off youth and black hair.

Yes, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow, time flies, youth seems so short.

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