Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Li Bai has been bohemian and heroic since he was a child. He always felt that there was no poem in the world that he could not write, until he saw the poem "The Wine Will Be Entered" by the Imperial Master.

It was such a huge impact at that time that in a daze, he even felt that he had written it.

In addition, he liked to seek immortals and visit Taoism, and gradually he admired the Imperial Master more and more. He sighed many times, hating that he was not in the same era as the Imperial Master and his students, so he could not worship him as his teacher.

From Qingyang Town to Longyou County, then to Liling, Longhu Mountain, and now Chang'an, he walked all over again along the path that the Imperial Master took, just like a pilgrimage.

Although he has become famous throughout Chang'an with his poems and essays and is known as the Immortal, he always feels ashamed whenever he thinks of that man.

After thinking about it, Li Bai wrote another poem.

"I love Mr. Li, and his love is known all over the world. His beauty abandons his crown, and his white head lies in the pine clouds. He is a saint in the drunken moon, and he is not interested in the flowers. He can look up to the high mountains, and bow to the pure fragrance."

The title is also very direct, it is dedicated to Li Tianshi.

To be honest, in writing this poem, in addition to expressing his admiration for the imperial master, Li Bai also had his own little thoughts.

He has traveled to so many places, but he has not found where the Imperial Master lives in seclusion. In this case, maybe he can write a poem for the Imperial Master. If this poem can be famous all over the world, maybe the Imperial Master will take the initiative to show up to meet him?
But when he was writing the last stroke, his beloved brush suddenly broke for some reason.

Li Bai's heart suddenly ached.

The origin of this writing brush is not simple. He once went to Longhu Mountain to seek an audience with the Imperial Master. The Imperial Master did not see him, but he met the 150-two-year-old Zhang Tianshi, who was the Imperial Master’s master.

Seeing Zhang Tianshi's gray face and white hair, but his high energy and detached demeanor, he couldn't help but sigh that he was really a god among the gods, and he immediately wrote a poem for Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Tianshi laughed loudly after seeing it and gave him a gift, which was this green writing brush.

According to Zhang Tianshi, this brush was used by the imperial master when he practiced talismans in his early years. Although it is not a precious magical instrument, it has the effect of attracting good luck and avoiding evil. The most important thing is its commemorative significance.

It is no exaggeration to say that based on the gimmick that the Imperial Master used in his early years, this pen can be sold for a sky-high price. Not to mention the Imperial Master's huge influence among the people, even today's people like to collect treasures related to the Imperial Master.

After Li Bai got this pen, he felt like he had found a treasure. Unexpectedly, it suddenly broke for some reason today.

Even the cheers and praises of the people around me couldn't be heard.

But the next moment, he noticed something was wrong, because there suddenly started to be a commotion around him, and someone shouted for help.

A wild boar as big as a calf was rampaging through the city, its fangs flashing with cold light, and it was running like lightning, knocking countless pedestrians away.

Li Bai was shocked, this was Chang'an!
Ever since the Great Star Formation was set up next week, the Tang Dynasty has become a restricted area for demons. This has not happened for many years.

Fortunately, the court's response was quick.

A figure fell from the clouds. It turned out to be a young woman, wearing a white Taoist robe, holding a jade whisk, wearing a mask of the Queen Mother of the West, her eyes were clear and agile, and her temperament was elegant.

The woman pressed the thunder seal in her hand, and a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the clear sky, hitting the pig demon.

The pig demon, who had been so arrogant just now, suddenly fell down, with black smoke rising from his body, and he was already dead.

The woman frowned slightly, confused.

Why are the Zhoutian Star Formation frequently malfunctioning recently and monsters everywhere increasing in number? Could it be that... the catastrophe he mentioned is about to come?
Thinking of that man, her eyes dimmed, and finally she flicked her cloud sleeves, took away the pig demon's body, and left.

Li Bai looked at it stupidly, and after a long time he came back to his senses and said with emotion: "He is truly a man among gods and immortals!"

He asked who this woman was, but he couldn't find the national master. He could just accept her as his master.

Someone shook his head and said: "Great poet, don't think about it. She is Hidden Dragon's newcomer, Queen Mother of the West. It is said that her spells were taught by the national master himself. She is not a disciple, but she is better than a disciple."

Li Bai was immediately envious.

Half an hour later, he came to the bustling Dongshi Market and planned to find a craftsman to repair his brush. However, he looked at several craftsmen and was not satisfied.

Until he saw an old man with white hair in a corner.

The old man is a tinker and has a stall with a line of big characters written on it.

Even if it is covered with water, it can be recovered, and a broken mirror can be reunited.

What a big breath!
Li Bai walked over and handed him his broken brush. Without telling him the origin, he pretended to test it and said, "Can the old man repair it?"

The old man just glanced at it and said with a smile: "Yes."

Li Bai sneered and said, "Do you know who used this pen?"

The old man laughed and said, "Isn't it the one Li Daoxuan used?"

Li Bai subconsciously said: "As long as you know——"

His voice stopped suddenly and he stared at the old man with wide eyes.

The old man shook his head and smiled without saying anything, but the broken brush suddenly burst out with rays of light. It not only repaired itself, but also became more crystal clear, as if there were nebulae flowing in it.

"Li Bai, look at the pen I have made. Are you satisfied with it?"

The old man tossed it gently, and the brush automatically flew into Li Bai's hand. The moment he held it, an indescribable heat seemed to flow into his body.

"You... who are you?"

At this moment, Li Bai still didn't know that he had met an expert.

The old man stood up gently, shook his head and said with a smile: "You have been looking for me for so long, how come you really saw me, but turned a blind eye?"

Li Bai was shocked.

At this moment, he saw the old man standing up in the air, his whole body seemed to be filled with flawless fairy light, his face began to become younger, his white hair turned into black hair at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wrinkles on his skin disappeared and became as smooth as Jade.

Especially those eyes as deep as stars, as vast as the sky and as vast as the abyss of the sea.

Really a national master! ! !
Li Bai was extremely excited. He did not expect that the national master he was looking for would actually appear. When he was about to ask to be his master, he found that his body could not move at all.

The handsome Taoist in white clothes and gold belt looked at him and smiled slightly.

"Li Bai, I owed you a favor in the early years. Now I will let you be a veritable poetry immortal."

After saying that, the slender white palm fell down and pressed on Li Bai's head.

An indescribable mysterious feeling emerged in Li Bai's heart. He felt that some major changes had occurred in himself, but it seemed that nothing had changed.

"Remember, the catastrophe is coming. Protect the Tang Dynasty for me until Pindao comes out."

As the voice fell, Li Bai suddenly felt that he could move again.

Looking at Li Daoxuan again, he found that he had turned into an old man again. The two of them looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"Hey, what are you looking at? If you don't fix something, don't stand here all the time, blocking my business!"

The old man cursed, completely losing his calm and elegant attitude just now.

And the trick of "it can be recovered even if it is covered with water, and it can be reunited even if a broken mirror is broken" has also become "repairing old things only costs three cents".

Li Bai immediately realized that the Imperial Master had just borrowed this person's body to enlighten him and gave him a great opportunity.

He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed like a crazy man, which attracted passers-by on the street to look sideways.

The old man looked disgusted.

"I looked like a scholar, but I didn't expect him to be a lunatic."

"It's really bad."

……

Daming Palace, Zichen Palace.

Li Longji is sitting on the dragon chair. He is not wearing a dragon robe, but is wearing armor and holding the Qingming Sword. He looks majestic and domineering like a tiger sitting on a dragon's plate.As the emperor who single-handedly created the prosperous Kaiyuan era, although he is 44 years old, he is still young, energetic, and imposing.

After pacifying the rebellion of Empress Wei and defeating Princess Taiping, his journey to the throne was not smooth, but he also received more training and was able to remain calm even in the face of great changes.

At this moment, all the civil and military ministers who hold important positions are standing in the hall with solemn expressions.

Chen Wang Li Lizhi was sitting in the palace, with the members of the Hidden Dragon and the four major lieutenants among the bad guys standing silently behind her.

No one in the hall spoke, as if they were waiting for someone.

Not long after, a person flew over, it was Yang Yuhuan who was wearing the mask of the Queen Mother of the West. She stood tall and graceful, with a fairylike appearance, attracting everyone's attention invisibly.

Among them, Li Longji's gaze is particularly hot.

I don't know why, but at the age of 44, he fell in love at first sight with Yang Yuhuan, who was just 17 years old.

But unfortunately, Yang Yuhuan ignored him.

Snapped!
The corpse of a pig demon fell into the hall, and everyone's expressions changed slightly.

"Your Majesty, what happened to the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation? Why are demons appearing even in Chang'an?"

Li Longji stared at her and sighed: "An Lushan has rebelled."

Yang Yuhuan was a little confused. Who rebelled?
Who is An Lushan?

It's not his fault. It's only the 17th year of Kaiyuan. The famous Anshi Rebellion happened in the 14th year of Tianbao. At this moment, An Lushan is just a small gangster in Liucheng, Yingzhou.

When someone explained An Lushan's origin to her, Yang Yuhuan became even more puzzled.

Isn't the so-called rebellion of a foreigner with no soldiers, horses, and power just a joke?What does it have to do with the appearance of demons in Chang'an?
At this moment, Changle spoke.

"Yuhuan, after Master expelled us from the dojo, I have been worried about the catastrophe. After many deductions, I finally got some clues."

"That Anlu Mountain will become the source of trouble for Li Tang. Therefore, as early as three years ago, I sent bad guys to kill him and bury his body on the spot. There is no mistake."

After a pause, Changle's voice was solemn.

"But now, he has been resurrected and has erected a large flag in Yingzhou called the Ten Thousand Demons Banner."

Wan Yao Banner!
Yang Yuhuan was shocked. Isn't this the legendary treasure of Empress Nuwa?

It is rumored that as soon as this flag comes out, all the demons in the three realms and ten directions will bow their heads and obey the dispatches. It is the most precious treasure of the demon clan. How could it appear in the hands of An Lushan?

Li Longji's voice sounded.

"This flag is so powerful that the entire Yingzhou has turned into a kingdom of demons, and the people have become blood-eaters. The demonic energy soaring into the sky has even affected the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, causing it to malfunction repeatedly."

No matter how powerful the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation is, it is just a formation technique from Lou Guandao. Compared with Empress Nuwa's Ten Thousand Demon Banners, it is really not good enough.

"Refuse to report, this thief has gathered hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers and is heading towards Chang'an. He has successively captured Jinyang, Zhuozhou, Youzhou and other places. Everywhere he went has become a hell on earth, and he is no longer close to Chang'an. Eight hundred miles!”

There was a hint of exhaustion in Li Longji's voice.

During this period, he had sent many elite troops to support, including many Buddhist and Taoist monks, but without exception, they could only barely resist the enemy for a while.

Even the Yangshen monks died in the battle.

Because there was no grass wherever the monster soldiers passed, no man, woman, or child could escape. In addition, the court deliberately blocked the news, so the people of Chang'an did not know that they were about to be in disaster.

"Looking at the marching route of this bandit, they want to go straight to Chang'an in the shortest time. King Chen has calculated that they will arrive at midnight tonight."

Hearing this, the ministers in the palace immediately started talking. Some were anxious, some were afraid, and some were extremely angry.

"Your Majesty, can't King Chen and Hidden Dragon stop them?"

"Has your Majesty notified the Taoist and Buddhist sects in the world?"

"Your Majesty, you are the body of the Emperor. You must take care of your dragon body. Why don't you leave Chang'an first?"

……

Everyone was speechless, which made Li Longji, who was already irritable, even more furious. He slapped him suddenly and said angrily: "Quiet!"

The audience immediately fell silent.

"We are summoned here today to decide one thing. Should we defend Chang'an and fight the evil villain to the end, or should we conserve our strength and move to Shuzhou?"

For a while, everyone started discussing.

However, most of them were still confused. They were immersed in the dream of the prosperous Kaiyuan era. They never thought that once their dreams were shattered, the enemy was about to attack Chang'an.

In the end, it was Prime Minister Song Jing who made the final decision.

He asked the ministers two questions.

"I dare to ask you, is it faster for me to wait for the horse power, or for the demon soldiers?"

Everyone was taken aback.

"Let me ask you again, which one is more powerful, the natural dangers in Shuzhou, or the Four Saints Formation in Chang'an?"

The crowd was silent again.

Escape, they can't escape the opponent. On the other hand, looking at Chang'an's Four Saints Formation, known as the National Defense Formation, they seem to have two choices in front of them, but in fact there is only one.

At this time Li Longji stood up, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"What Song Gong said is true. Escape is a coward's act and an act of subjugation. At this moment, we can only have a chance of survival by defending Chang'an!"

He gave everyone another reassurance.

"The Imperial Advisor will not watch the Tang Dynasty perish. King Chen said that he is making a breakthrough and is about to succeed. As long as we can hold on until the Imperial Advisor arrives, those so-called demon soldiers will be wiped out!"

After hearing this, the ministers felt relieved.

Li Longji pulled out the Qingming Sword with a clanging sound and said: "Everyone, after today, if anyone tries to escape or speaks of cowardice, I will use this sword to behead him and sacrifice him to the flag!"

The voice was sonorous and powerful, fully revealing the majesty of a prosperous emperor.

"We are willing to follow His Majesty to the death!"

"Defend Chang'an!"

……

At night, the people of Chang'an were still sleeping, and the city walls were already filled with the most elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. Li Longji, wearing golden armor, stood on the city wall in person to boost morale.

The flags were flying and murderous intent filled the air.

When a wisp of evil wind blew by, Li Longji suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the dark night ahead.

The moon was obscured by black clouds at some point, and the sky and earth were pitch black.

"ignition!"

Following his order, the torches on the city wall were lit, and the flames rose, illuminating the darkness. However, these battle-hardened soldiers took a breath of air and felt their scalps numb.

Monsters, densely packed monsters roaring from afar like mountains, like huge waves in the sky!

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