When the white-robed Yuankou announced his name, he looked at Gu Xuanyuan with a face full of joy. He felt that as long as he announced his name, Gu Xuanyuan would turn pale with fright. Then, she would kowtow and worship him, becoming his little fangirl.
Unfortunately, after hearing Li Bai's name, Gu Xuanyuan did not have any reaction. It was as if this name was just an ordinary name, no different from names like Wang Ergou, Li Jianguo, or Chen Yuanchao.
"The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground?"
Suddenly, Li Bai recited a poem. Then, he stared at Gu Xuanyuan's expression, expecting her to reveal a look of sudden enlightenment, followed by an expression of shock.
But to Li Bai's disappointment, Gu Xuanyuan still did not have any reaction. It was as if this poem had never existed in Gu Xuanyuan's mind.
"The flying stream descends three thousand feet, suspected to be the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens!"
"Raising a cup to invite the bright moon, the shadow becomes three people!"
"The peach blossom pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as the love Wang Lun gave me!"
"Leaving the White Emperor in the morning among the colorful clouds, a thousand miles of Jiangling will be returned in a day!"
"Hu'er will exchange for good wine, with you, we will share the sorrow of eternity!"
"..." Li Bai recited dozens of ancient classic poems in one breath, hoping that one sentence would be able to stir Gu Xuanyuan's thoughts. But what made Li Bai feel despair was that these poems not only did not make Gu Xuanyuan have any reaction that Li Bai hoped for, but instead made her reveal an expression as if she was looking at an idiot.
In fact, Gu Xuanyuan also felt that she had met an idiot Yuan Kou. Otherwise, why would this Yuan Kou recite poems by himself?
Could it be that he was a poet in his previous life?
"Hahahaha!"
Li Bai laughed dryly. At this moment, he confirmed that the other party had indeed never heard of his name. He awkwardly pretended to be heroic, "It seems that I, Li Bai, have been thinking too much. I thought that in this future, my name, Li Bai, would be known by everyone. What a joke, what a joke!
Hahahahaha. "
Hearing Li Bai's words, Gu Xuanyuan finally understood that the other party might really be a poet. Just now, he recited so many poems in one breath just to let her recognize his identity.
It was a pity that the other party didn't seem to know that something like the Great Cultural Destruction had happened in the world, and all the ancient poems were incomplete.
Even if one or two ancient poems were passed down, no one knew who the author of these ancient poems was.
This also explained another fact. This Yuan Kou named Li Bai seemed to have just traveled to this world. He knew that this world was the future, but he didn't know the specific situation of this world.
"I have heard of the name Li Bai!"
At this time, Yi Wenjun, who was hiding behind Gu Xuanyuan, suddenly spoke up, "I once read about Li Bai's name in some of the diaries left behind by the ancestors."
"Oh!"
Yi Wenjun's words caused Gu Xuanyuan's eyes to light up. At the same time, Li Bai also revealed a curious expression, "Tell me, what did Zhe Tian Jiandi write in this diary?"
"Let me think, the original words seem to be like this." Yi Wenjun thought for a while and began to recite.
"Today, I was drinking with an old friend. He said that he found a well-preserved complete Tang Dynasty poem in the ruins. When he saw the poem left behind by Li Bai, he couldn't help but be fascinated. He wanted to drink and sing with Li Bai and ask him about life."
"I say, so what if you meet Li Bai?
Won't you still have to pull out your sword maiden and fight to the death with him?
My old friend was rendered speechless by my words. After a while, he faintly said, "But I don't want to fight with him. I only want to discuss poetry with him. I want to talk about the magnificent era of the Tang Dynasty!"
"Seeing my old friend's displeasure, my heart is also very gloomy. Actually, I really want to meet Li Bai, but I have no interest in talking about poetry with him. I only want to spar with him in swordsmanship. I want to borrow this sword immortal's swordsmanship to see the gap between me and that person. Because I will never be able to spar with him again in this lifetime!"
It was obvious that Yi Wenjun's mind was filled with restoring his Yi clan's glory. Otherwise, he wouldn't have memorized his ancestor's diary.
This was something that only people who worshipped their ancestors to the extreme would do.
However, as Yi Wenjun recited the diary, two people piqued Gu Xuanyuan's curiosity.
One was an old friend who drank with Zhe Tian Jiandi, and the other was the person that Zhe Tian Jiandi talked about. Why did Zhe Tian Jiandi feel that after fighting Li Bai, he would know the gap between him and that person?
This was something that Gu Xuanyuan was very curious about.
"Ah!
There are still people who remember me in this world! "After listening to Yi Wenjun's recitation, Li Bai finally showed a somewhat gratified expression.
However, Li Bai didn't have time to be gratified for long. He found that his neck was once again pressed against the tip of a sword. Li Bai looked at the sword and said helplessly, "Why do you have to be like this again?
Why can't you talk to me properly, girl?
Let's be like that old friend and talk about spring flowers and autumn moons, and how great the Tang Dynasty is. "
"If you want to talk about these things, that's fine. But first, tell me, where did you take my friends?" Gu Xuanyuan said coldly.
"Your friends … Your friends are two women. One is around 50 years old, with a stern look on her face, and has 4 sword sheaths hanging on her waist. The other is a young girl around 20 years old?" Li Bai asked as he yawned.
"That's them!"
Gu Xuanyuan nodded her head. Although Li Bai's description wasn't very accurate, it all matched up with Lu Xihua and Mu Xue's Sword Spirit. For two women to appear in this place at this time and place, other than Mu Xue's Sword Spirit and Lu Xihua, there was no other possibility.
"Oh!
Then you don't need to look for them! "
Li Bai sighed, "They're already dead. I buried them with my own hands. It's already been a few hours!
Restrain your grief and accept fate! "
Although she had already guessed that Lu Xihua and Mu Xue's lives were already gone, hearing Li Bai say these words with her own ears, Gu Xuanyuan still felt like a bolt from the blue had exploded in her mind.
Gu Xuanyuan had a feeling that Li Bai wasn't lying. What he said was the truth.
No matter what sword wielders Lu Xihua and Mu Xue's Sword Spirit were, with their bodies buried in the sand for a few hours, even an Emperor Sword grade medical pod wouldn't be able to save them. Lu Xihua was already dead!
Gu Xuanyuan couldn't help but think of every memory she had with Lu Xihua.
From when Lu Xihua had saved her from the ruins with Gu Xuanyuan's attitude;
She had lived in Lu Xihua's house for a month; Lu Xihua had taken good care of her meticulously;
Lu Xihua had followed her to learn the sword;
In Yuzhang City's court, when she had handed over the position of Yuzhang City's Sword Tower Pavilion Master to her;
And when she had gone to Shanhai Pass and waved goodbye to Lu Xihua. Who would have thought that this would be their farewell forever.
…
"Then you can die too!" The Zhu Xian Sword in Gu Xuanyuan's hand flashed. This battle with the Poet Immortal was unavoidable.