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

 Ice Empress turned and looked over.

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

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

  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 is 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."

  Ice Emperor stepped down and Chen Xin came on stage.

   A py transaction was completed right in front of me, Lin Yi looked at the two and thought to himself.

  He flicked the golden ball of light in his hand towards Chen Xin, but the light ball didn't 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 a little excited suddenly.

  Because he just heard from Lin Yi that every line of the poem here is equivalent to a powerful sword skill, and he flipped through the book roughly.

  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 the first song can be understood, the difficulty of the later ones may not be too great.

  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 be drinking?"

  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.

  It seems that there is no special feeling after reading it.

  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.

   Maybe 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, suspended in mid-air, and was held by the hilt in Chen Xin's hand.

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

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

   Chen Xin was still reading the first sentence.

  Using poetry to transform sword skills, 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 on the link of understanding poetry!

  Lin Yi frowned: "How can you understand this majestic sentence when you mutter it in a low voice like a girl? How can you comprehend sword skills?"

   Chen Xin froze on the spot.

  He seemed to be woken up by Lin Yi's scolding in an instant. He straightened his back quickly, held the sword in one hand, and at the same time held the book of poems up high, raising 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 widened, but they still couldn'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 from the sky! Run to the sea and never return!"

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 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, and when the long sword in his hand fell, it seemed to stir up the 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 she was, the stronger the momentum of this wave!

   Could it be that drunkenness is the true meaning of turning this poem into swordsmanship?

  He spun the blade, the sword was majestic, and there really was a magnificent 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.

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

  Afterwards, the air still seemed a little humid.

   "Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad and 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 squinted his eyes: "A sword skill that carries 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.