Bab 684: 551, Morning Like Green Silk, Evening Turns to Snow [Second Update]_1
The Ice Emperor turned to look over.
As a special invitee of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team, Chen Xin was an ally on her side.
The Ice Emperor of course knew that the reward was perfect for Chen Xin, and to exchange it would mean no loss to her. With Lin Yi present, Chen Xin naturally wouldn't go back on her word.
After pondering for a moment, the Ice Emperor finally turned her gaze to her sister, and the Snow Emperor nodded.
My sister actually gave a response?!
The Ice Emperor was delighted; it seemed that having a daughter improved the Snow Emperor's mood quite a bit.
Seems like this little one isn't entirely useless after all.
"Fine, but don't forget I also want a reward of the Golden Junior level, and it has to suit me. I know this reward is perfect for you, so I don't want to be at a disadvantage," the Ice Emperor said with pride.
Chen Xin bowed in acceptance: "Of course, please rest assured, Senior."
The Ice Emperor stepped down, and Chen Xin took the stage.
So, this is a py trade happening right before my eyes, Lin Yi thought as he watched the two of them.
He flicked the Golden Light Sphere towards Chen Xin. Instead of merging into Chen Xin's body, it turned into a booklet in Chen Xin's hands.
The cover read "Li Bai's Poetry Collection" in four characters.
Chen Xin suddenly became excited.
Because he just heard Lin Yi say that every line in this collection was akin to a powerful sword skill, and the amount of poetry in this book was simply countless!
Of course, it was under one prerequisite: one must have their own unique understanding of the sentiment expressed in the poetry.
Understanding is essential, after all.
Chen Xin opened the first page, ready to select a poem to try and comprehend. If he could gain some insight from the first poem, perhaps the rest wouldn't be so difficult.
He excitedly glanced at Lin Yi, then at his Sect Master, and carefully opened the first page.
"Bring in the Wine"
Chen Xin furrowed his brow: "Bring in the Wine?"
Lin Yi corrected: "That character is pronounced qiang, 'Bring in the Wine'."
Chen Xin blushed: "My apologies."
Thousand Waves mumbled to himself from below the stage: "These three characters seem familiar, like they're the first skill of the assassin Li Bai."
"Do you not see, from the heavens the water of the Yellow River comes rushing forth, to the sea it flows never to return."
This first line made Chen Xin furrow his brow.
After reading it, he didn't feel any sort of special enlightenment.
Though he wouldn't have been able to write such a line himself, as he didn't even know where the Yellow River was.
Perhaps it was a famous river on the Blue Planet.
Chen Xin held the booklet in one hand, while his other hand formed a sword finger and lifted upward. A clear, piercing sound of a drawn sword resonated; the Seven Kills Sword came out of its sheath and floated in the air, grasped by the hilt in Chen Xin's hand.
At the same time, the Nine Soul Rings floated up from his body.
He thought that reading the poem while brandishing his sword might lead to a better comprehension.
Chen Xin continued reading the first line.
To turn poetry into swordsmanship, he thought the first line had great potential to become a powerful sword skill.
Yet, after quietly repeating it to himself for a while, forcing himself to imagine the scene, he still couldn't resonate with it. He also gestured with the sword in his hand; the result was the same—no reaction whatsoever.
I'm actually stuck at this stage of comprehending poetry!
Lin Yi frowned: "This sentence is grand and majestic, yet you mutter it under your breath like a maiden, how can you hope to understand it? How can you expect to grasp swordsmanship?"
Chen Xin stood there dumbstruck.
It seemed he was awakened by Lin Yi's scolding in an instant, as he quickly straightened his back, a sword supported by one hand, while raising the poetry collection high and lifting his head.
Grand and majestic, huh? I should try to recite the momentum, that must be what Senior Lin Yi means.
Chen Xin took a deep breath and exclaimed loudly, "Do you not see! The waters of the Yellow River come from the sky! Rushing to the sea never to return!"
No reaction.
The scene was silent.
Everyone's eyes were wide open, yet they still couldn't grasp the underlying principles.
Lin Yi helplessly said, "You read it like a statue, what use is that? Do you think Li Bai wrote the poem looking like a statue? Read through the whole poem. What do you think Li Bai was doing when he wrote it?"
Chen Xin quickly apologized and once again started to carefully observe the entire poem.
Suddenly, he had a revelation.
"Wine... drinking? Was he drinking wine?"
Lin Yi confirmed with his silence.
Chen Xin took another deep breath, relaxed his body, and lifted his right hand high, facing the sky, a smile on his face as he recited loudly, "Do you not see! The waters of the Yellow River come from the sky! Rushing to the sea never to return!"
No reaction.
But Chen Xin didn't give up and continued to recite, this time his voice even more sonorous and powerful:
"Do you not see! The waters of the Yellow River come from the sky! Rushing to the sea never to return!"
"Huala——"
At that moment, everyone perked up their ears, because they astonishingly heard the sound of waves coming from around them.
Chen Xin suddenly became excited, visualizing the scene of great rivers surging in his mind, picturing the majestic sight of river water cascading down to form waterfalls.
He started to move his feet, rotating the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and the sword tip actually pulled out blue-white waves!
"Hualala——"
The sound of rolling waves continuously entered the ears of the audience.
Chen Xin, as if he had become intoxicated, shuffled around the stage, his body spinning, the long sword in his hand splashing water as it descended, creating waves!
The expressions on people's faces gradually turned to astonishment.
On the stage, Chen Xin wielded his sword comfortably, with huge waves cascading from the sky, surrounding his body like a water dragon in a furious churn and surge!
Chen Xin also realized the more intoxicated his performance, the stronger the momentum of the waves!
Could it be that being drunk was the essence of turning this poem into a sword technique?
He rotated the sword blade, and the sword qi was vigorous. Indeed, there was a grand river encircling his body, one end of the river connected to the sky pouring down, the other following the tip of the Seven Kills Sword as it moved.
Eventually, Chen Xin unleashed a sword slash, and the imposing sword qi whizzed past Lin Yi, with waves pouring forth carrying the momentum of a mountain collapsing, the oppressive force was extremely powerful.
Afterwards, the air seemed to retain some of its moistness.
"Do you not see, the high hall's bright mirrors lament the white hair; in the morning like silk threads, by evening turned to snow!"
When Chen Xin reached this line, his tone became much more subdued.
Miss Ning's eyes widened in shock, because in an instant, Chen Xin on the stage had turned into a man with jet-black hair, looking extremely young and handsome, as if he had returned to his prime!
But in the blink of an eye, all of Chen Xin's black hair turned white again, and his face was even covered with old wrinkles, aging to the brink of death in an instant.
Chen Xin's expression was one of worry and helplessness, a bitter smile on his face, yet his steps remained unsteady as if drunk, and the long sword he danced completed the transition from black to white in mid-air.
In that instant, the sword shadows flickered; his body moved so fast it became invisible, and before anyone knew it, he had delivered a strike.
Lin Yi narrowed his eyes: "A sword skill carrying the element of time?"
Chen Xin's strike was swift as lightning, as if cutting through youth, severing the black hair.
Yes, indeed, youth passes like a fleeting glimpse; morning hair like silk threads, by evening turned to snow, time flies, revealing the transient nature of youth.
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