V2.Chapter 20

Li Tianlan asked Wang Xiaoyao to wait for six or seven hours before he handed him the half style shadow script.

This is not a deliberate neglect by Li Tianlan, but for him, it is a matter that consumes a lot of energy.

The nine character mantra of robbery is subtle and treacherous. Although it is the way of the sword, it is as sharp as a sword. Each type is extremely profound. For Li Tianlan, who has just come into contact with the nine character mantra, how to sort out the half style Shadow Word formula tests not only his vision, but also his savvy and analytical ability.

Li Tianlan can't destroy his reputation for this kind of transaction. What he should give, he should. But he doesn't want to give more than he can. What Wang Xiaoyao needs is a shadow. How to make him achieve his goal without revealing the essence of the shadow formula is a test for Li Tianlan and can deepen his understanding of the shadow formula.

So the whole morning, Li Tianlan will close himself in the bedroom, bit by bit the essence of the shadow formula.

No breakfast, no lunch.

It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that he came out of the bedroom with the carefully arranged shadow script.

Wang Xiaoyao is still sitting in his original position. It seems that Li Tianlan has never moved or changed his posture.

Looking at Li Tianlan coming out, he looked up and said with a smile, "OK?"

Li Tianlan nodded and handed a page of A4 paper to Wang Xiaoyao: "it's all here."

His voice was a little tired, but also with a trace of pleasure. After several hours and a night of meditation, he had a general understanding of the shadow formula. As one of the cores of the nine character mantra, how the shadow formula forms a shadow is the key. Although it is extremely difficult, it is only the foundation for the introduction of the shadow formula, how to make the shadow move, Even imitate their own actions, this is the essence of the most difficult place.

Li Tianlan's half style shadow formula for Wang Xiaoyao is extremely stingy. Even if you succeed in practicing such a formula, you will be a shadow at most, and you can change positions with the shadow once. As for doing something else, it's basically impossible.

But this is enough to meet Wang Xiaoyao's needs. He glanced at the information in his hand. His eyes lit up slightly. After a moment of silence, he reached out to Li Tianlan and said with a smile: "happy cooperation."

Li Tianlan held out his hand and shook it with him, his expression was indifferent.

Wang Xiaoyao took a deep look at him, carefully put up the information in his hand, and then said with a smile: "you and I will talk about it later. As for our transaction, Wang's emperor Dao sword can't be easily disclosed... "

Li Tianlan doesn't feel that he has any grudges with him. The one who has grudges with him is the Wang family of Beihai. As for Wang Xiaoyao, it can only be regarded as a knot in his heart. However, he is too lazy to say much. Knowing that the second half of Wang Xiaoyao's words is to remind him to keep the deal secret, he nodded hastily, which seems perfunctory.

Wang Xiaoyao is not wordy. He turns around and leaves directly. When he is about to step out of the room, he suddenly turns back and looks at Li Tianlan in front of him. He says meaningfully, "Tianlan, do you know what is the appearance of a disorderly Minister?"

"Mr. Wang, if you have something to say, please say it directly."

Li Tianlan's inner emotion turns over, but on the surface it becomes more and more quiet.

Wang Xiaoyao laughs and doesn't say much. He turns around and leaves directly.

Li Tianlan looked at his back and frowned. After thinking for a while, he still couldn't get the gist. He shook his head, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Wang Yuetong. Then he went back to the living room and waited quietly.

Half an hour later, the door of the dormitory was opened from the outside. Li Baitian's giggling voice sounded out of the door: "let me, let me, let me push you to the side. This is my baby. Our brother's future appearance is here. It's very expensive. Don't touch it."

Li Tianlan suddenly became interested. He stood up with a smile. Before he had time to step, Li Baitian came over with a huge plaque nearly three meters long and one meter wide.

He was a little too thin, and combined with the plaque on his shoulder, it looked very funny. The plaque blocked his sight, but Li Baitian's tone was very excited, and he kept saying: "where's Tianlan? Tianlan? Come and see the present that my brother has prepared for you. "

"It's pretty good."

Li Tianlan was less than half a meter away from him. He helped Li Baitian put down the plaque on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Huanghua pear wood? Isn't it rare? "

"Not bad."

Li Baitian, with a smile, said obscene and proud: "there are many on the mountain of Shu. There is one hanging on every hall. This is the biggest one. I went back to the mountain of Shu with my nephew yesterday and stole this thing... Well, I took it. It had words on it, but I got it off. How can I use it? Is this thing grand enough? "

As soon as Li Tianlan draws his lips, although Li Baitian only says half a sentence and then changes his mouth, he is not deaf. How can he not know the origin of this plaque?

Huanghua pear wood is extremely precious. According to the market price, such a large Huanghua pear plaque costs at least tens of thousands of yuan per kilogram, which can even be doubled at the auction. Even if its economic value is not mentioned, the symbolic meaning of this thing hanging on the main hall of Shushan is far greater than the actual meaning. Li Baitian also said that this is the largest plaque in Shushan, and its precious degree is unimaginable.

"Stolen?"

Li Tianlan gave a dry cough and asked in a low voice.

"Are you kidding? I'm one of the four sword masters in Shushan. What's in Shushan that I can't take? And it's fair to take it. How can you steal it? "

Li Baitian's words are full of pride and righteousness.

Li Tianlan nodded with a dry smile, changed the way and said with a smile: "what is the original character on the plaque?"

"Nirvana..."

Li Baitian's heart is excited. He is just a whirring character. When he's happy, he can't speak in his head. As soon as he utters two words, he suddenly realizes that it's wrong and his words stop.

Nirvana

This is not only Li Tianlan, but also Ning Qiancheng and even Wang Yuetong. Looking at Li Baitian is like looking at a monster.

"Worship God, why don't you steal the whole Shu mountain?"

Wang Yuetong was silent for a while, then he said with a smile.

Li Tianlan is no longer a local boy who has just come to Huating. At least he has a clear understanding of the situation of Zhongzhou special combat system and the major forces of martial arts. He knows the origin of the plaque only when he hears Li Baitian's words.

Kunlun, the leader of Shushan Nirvana sword, is one of the top ten contemporary masters in Zhongzhou, ranking second only to the four invincible masters in Dongcheng, the leader of the frontier prohibition army. The leader of Shushan Nirvana sword can be said to be the leader of this generation, and also the elder martial brother of Li Baitian. It is said that he is less than 40 years old and has reached the peak of his sword, and is expected to be invincible, Different from Li Baitian, Kunlun, the main guard of Nirvana sword, is an absolute master and great figure in the whole continent.

Li Tianlan took a subconscious look at the plaque. On both sides of the plaque, there is a long sword with ancient style carved. So, the four words erased by Li Baitian on the plaque are the master of Nirvana sword?

The corner of Li Tianlan's mouth twitched. He felt a little ridiculous and moved. He carried the plaque of Nirvana sword master from afar. Li Baitian almost carried the face of Shu mountain to this small dormitory.

"Well done."

Li Tianlan stretched out his thumb and said with an obscene smile.

Li Baitian was stunned and burst into laughter with a bright and pleasant smile.

"But didn't your elder martial brother trouble you? He must have known all about yesterday by now? "

Li Tianlan said curiously.

"So I didn't steal it, or the elder martial brother would have taken me back long ago. I'm taking it. Do you understand? This is a gift from Shushan. Can't our organization be named by itself? When the time comes, you can write down the name of your organization and hang it in front of the gate. How proud is it? "

Li Baitian smiles and looks at the plaque on one side. The more he looks, the more satisfied he is.

Seeing that Li Baitian Sha has something to do with it, Li Tianlan is skeptical and doesn't ask any more.

Wang Yuetong, who had seen the nirvana sword master who was full of swordsmanship, could not easily believe Li Baitian's lies. She turned her eyes and quietly pulled a girl who came into the door with them. She said in a low voice: "Hua Yu, what your martial uncle said is true?"

The girl is not so beautiful, but she looks very comfortable. She is also a freshman of sky college. She is also a disciple of Kunlun, the main guard of Nirvana sword. She is named yehuayu. On the day before school, she had a meal with Li Tianlan and Ning Qiancheng.

At the beginning of the meal, night painting rain can detect his little martial uncle's unusual enthusiasm for Li Tianlan, but she never thought that just a few days after the event, little martial uncle can steal all the plaques hanging in front of the hall for his brother.

Hearing Wang Yuetong's question, night painting Yuqiang holds back the desire of rolling his eyes, nods and shakes his head, with a tangled face.

Yesterday, I went back to Shushan with my little martial uncle. My master was very happy. As a result, at dinner, my little martial uncle bragged that he had met two good brothers. They both had invincible talent and great potential. Maybe after many years, they will step into the invincible world together, and from then on, they will be invincible in the dark world

Fully and delightfully, the master and two other uncle Shi were very generous to the little uncle's glass. They were delighted to hear this. A dinner was eaten with great enthusiasm. Uncle Xiao took the opportunity to urge him to drink. After talking about how their three brothers entered Shushan without enemy, they began to carry forward the development of Shushan. They were all drunk with six bottles of Baijiu, and the wine looked general, fifty-three degrees. Athymia was filled with seventy degree of overlord, but little uncle did not drink much. He drank almost all the six bottles of Baijiu into the stomach of his master. The meal had not been eaten completely, and his master had been unconscious.

As a result, the little martial uncle took off the plaque in front of the master's hall, picked it up and ran. Although it was a day later, it was estimated that the master, who had drunk five or six bottles of 70 degree liquor, was still asleep. Where could he have time to catch him?

Night painting rain looking at Wang Yuetong more and more confused eyes, against the heart of the nod, way: "is true."

As soon as he said this, he felt that his conscience was eaten by the dog, and his eyes became more and more resentful when he looked at Li Baitian.

Li Baitian ignored it. Looking at Li Tianlan who was still in a daze, he said with a smile: "I'm ready for the ink. Tianlan, don't write ink. Hurry up. Do you have a good name? Write it right away

The soft corners of the mouth of the night painting rain drew again. I'm afraid only she could see that the little martial uncle was guilty. As long as Li Tianlan wrote the words, even if he knew it, he could only hold it. He couldn't really ask someone to learn from the little martial uncle and erase the words and take the plaque back?

This kind of aggressive thing is meaningless to do.

"I've got the name, Donghuang hall."

Li Tianlan said softly, glancing at everyone's reaction. Seeing the rain at night, he nodded and said, "what do you think?"

"I don't mind."

Ning Qiancheng laughs.

"The name is domineering and powerful."

Li Baitian was so happy that he suddenly stopped, frowned and said, "the Eastern Emperor? It's a familiar name. A few days ago, it seems that someone told me that his name is "Dong what Huang..."

Li Tianlan, who was very happy in his heart, suddenly had an egg ache. He thought that Li Baitian had heard the rumor about Dongcheng Huangtu. But as he said to himself, Li Tianlan was speechless. He told Li Baitian the name of Dongcheng Huangtu a few days ago.

"So that's it?"

Li Tianlan asked in a low voice. He took another look at the night painting rain, and then said, "worship God, your nephew..."

"She?"

Li Baitian seems to be still thinking about who told him about the East emperor a few days ago. Hearing this, he said casually, "of course, she will join the East emperor's palace with me. She is the direct descendant of the eldest martial brother, my good nephew. What can I say?"

Night painting rain, a red face, toward Li Tianlan nodded.

"Welcome."

Li Tianlan smiles at night painting rain. In the entrance exercise, night painting rain's score is in the top 50. It seems that he is still in the top 50. There are not too many such talents.

Night painting rain nodded, looked at the thoughtful little martial uncle, also don't know what he pondered all day, but said: "the name of the East emperor hall is very good, now write it?"

She raised a plastic bag in her hand, which contained the prepared ink.

"In such a hurry?"

Li Tianlan was stunned. He was not afraid of writing. From childhood to adulthood, he practiced calligraphy with his grandfather almost every day, rain or shine. He practiced calligraphy for many years. Although his calligraphy didn't have amazing family style, his strokes were very powerful, and it was absolutely eye-catching.

"The sooner the better."

Night painting rain whispers, will originally belong to Li Baitian a big black pot back on his body: "today is the first day of the establishment of the East emperor hall, write early, more significant."

"Good."

Li Tianlan took a deep look at her, turned around and put the plaque in place. He said casually, "Yuetong is grinding ink."

Wang Yuetong cleverly should be a, took the night painting rain in the hands of ink.

Li Tianlan emptied his mind and stood in front of the huge plaque, looking calm.

"I see."

Li Baitian suddenly let out a cry.

Wang Yuetong's small hand was shaking, and the ink flew out and fell on her white tights.

Li Baitian said with a smile, "how do I know you so well? Tianlan, who and what's your name you mentioned to me a few days ago?"

Li Tianlan, who was also startled, took a deep breath, and then took a deep breath. Finally, he didn't hold it back. He said, "roll, roll, thousand cities, pull the goods out and beat them to death."

Ning Qiancheng came over with a smile and pulled Li Baitian out of the door.

Night painting rain and Yu Qingyan also follow out.

In the living room, Wang Yuetong frowned and looked at the ink on his trousers, shook his head, and suddenly said with a smile: "they are very interesting."

"Yes, it's interesting."

Li Tianlan said softly.

Wang Yuetong dipped the ink in his pen and handed it to Li Tianlan. He said with a smile, "I'll appreciate elder martial brother's ink treasure."

Li Tianlan took the pen and looked at the plaque in front of him. It was hard for him to write for a while.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the red sandalwood plaque in the border camp.

The plaque with Li's two characters represents Li's glory and glory for hundreds of years, as well as his desolation.

The plaque is now in the border camp, representing the end of the Li family.

But this plaque in front of us represents the beginning.

A beginning with countless possibilities.

Li Tianlan's mood is complex.

There are lofty fighting spirit, lofty sentiments, bewilderment, as well as reluctance and resentment.

Xuanyuantai in Kunlun is now the tenth generation.

The Li family has continued from the fifth generation to the present.

The nine invincible masters are the God of war in Zhongzhou and the backbone of our country.

Keep the peace of a city and a country with one family.

Some people are invincible in the world. When the sword is drawn, the world is full of ants.

Some people are proud of heaven and earth, and make enemies bow down between talking and laughing.

Some people will fight to the death, casting the light of God of war with life and soul.

Some people solemnly swear to stand on the border and guard the border.

In different circumstances and times, there are people to turn the tide, people to hide their bodies, people to swallow mountains and rivers, and people to look down on the world.

Five hundred years ago, the nine generations were invincible. How could the majesty and pride that twinkled in the endless years of the past disappear?

How can it break up?

Dignity is lost, pride is lost.

The camp on the border is getting smaller and smaller, and Li's end seems to be in sight.

Twenty years ago, thousands of elite went to the border with their grandfather.

Twenty years later, there are no more than 100 people on the border.

Anyone here?

It's all in the grave behind the camp.

Nearly a thousand tombstones, nearly a thousand tombstones.

How many people died of the bones buried below?

Li Tianlan gently smiles, some self mockery, but more is a deep cold and mockery.

It was not until this moment that he found that those uncles and uncles that his grandfather made him remember, those uncles and uncles who held him when he was a child, those dead bones buried in the grave, those memories that he thought were very clear, had been blurred when he remembered them again.

All these years.

It's been a long time.

After a long time, he was about to forget the veterans who died for Li.

After a long time, people outside have forgotten them.

Li Tianlan gently raised his pen and dropped it on the plaque.

In the living room, a pure sword without any impurity is intended to burst out suddenly in the faint fragrance.

It's like a sword.

Everything.

Li Tianlan's pen is more and more slow, but the sword in the living room is more and more prosperous, and gradually tends to be perfect.

His expression was calm. One eye was shining, but the other eye was deep and silent.

Wang Yuetong stares at Li Tianlan tightly with worried eyes.

This kind of state is similar to meditation, but it is by no means meditation. For any warrior, it is an opportunity, but it is also dangerous.

Li Tianlan's body stopped, and the pen moved little by little on the plaque.

The sword in the living room is whistling and powerful.

"Pa!"

A few glasses on the tea table broke instantly.

Li Tianlan didn't feel it at all. He just wrote quietly.

Time goes by very fast and very slowly.

Wang Yuetong stares at Li Tianlan without blinking.

Dongzi was completed.

Moriran sword is everywhere.

Sword meaning across, the living room sofa, tables and chairs, the floor, have appeared a different depth of sword marks, Wang Yuetong carefully protect himself, hesitated, finally stood up, slowly walked to the door, and then sat down at the door.

She's right here.

No matter who it is, it can't disturb Li Tianlan.

The sword in the living room is more meaningful.

The first stroke of the word "Huang" was finished.

The whole living room is in a mess.

Li Tianlan, with all his mind and spirit immersed in it, was staring at the plaque, but his mind and spirit fell into the years and passed through the glory and glory of xuanyuantai in Kunlun for hundreds of years.

The invincible, the different swords, the different martial arts, which crisscross the dark world generation after generation.

Li Tianlan was agitated.

There is blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but his writing is more determined.

The sword in the living room changed into killing.

Like a madman.

time lapse.

The word "Huang" was written.

Outside the window, it was already dark.

Blood dripping on the floor, Li Tianlan expression more determined, every stroke, seems to have integrated into his soul, his pride, with indomitable edge and killing intention.

When the last stroke of the Dian character is finished.

The deep night outside the window faded.

A touch of extreme light leaps into the sky, and the morning sun rises.

Li Tianlan finally put down her pen.

His eyes gradually returned to normal focus, looking at the three characters in front of the East emperor hall, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

The three characters in the hall of the East emperor are floating in ink, and the killing and sword are releasing from every stroke.

These are the three most perfect words he has ever written.

It was also the most perfect night in his life.

It's killing.

The mood is perfect.

Vaguely, there is already a kind of grace that all things in the world need only one sword.

Li Tianlan turns her head silently.

Beside him, as like as two peas, he stood beside him, looking at the plaque in front of him.

It's lifelike.

The shadow turns around with Li Tianlan, and looks at each other and smiles at the same time.

Li Tianlan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and felt comfortable.

On this day, after taking the elixir of immortality, Li Tianlan, who just went down to the peak of Yuqi state, went up to the peak again.