********* in the Snow

Banished the immortal to the cold frontier, opened a new world with one sword When the drunken shadow of the Qinglian Sword Immortal breaks through the cold mist in the snowy world, and when the wild song of "Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles" overwhelms the roar of the wind at the top of Beiliang City, this encounter across dimensions is destined to overturn the old order of the entire world. Li Bai came through time travel, and before the wind and snow could wash away the hustle and bustle of the journey, he picked up his sword and went straight to Emperor Wu's City. Facing the mountain that is said to be "the second in the world" but no one dares to call it the first, he does not have Xu Fengnian's forbearance, Cao Changqing's obsession, only the wildness unique to the prosperous Tang Dynasty - "How dare you spare your life to stop my sword?" The wine entered his heart, seven parts turned into sword energy, three parts roared into moonlight, and the remaining one part was the shocking sword that hit Wang Xianzhi. There is no procrastinating temptation, no entanglement of fate. The sword intention of banishing the immortal is superior to the ordinary martial arts. Wang Xianzhi's lifelong hard work of Vajra Indestructibility is just a window paper that can be broken with a finger in the sword light that embodies the atmosphere of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. The blood on the head of Emperor Wu's city is not the tragic song of the end of a hero, but the prelude to the collapse of the old era, announcing that this swordsman from thousands of years ago will carve his name in the snowy world in the most domineering manner. After beating Wang Xianzhi violently, Li Bai did not linger on the false reputation of being the best in the world, but built a sword pavilion on the side of Beiliang. This sword pavilion has no strict rules, no shackles of rank, only a hanging ancient sword, and a poem engraved on the stone wall: "An Neng can crush his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful, which makes me unhappy." It is not the second Wudang, nor is it a replica of Longhu Mountain, but a ray of light that Li Bai opened for this cold world. Whenever there is a swordsman who has no talent, or when there are common people who are bullied by others, as long as they step into the sword pavilion, they can borrow a ray of sword power and cut off the injustice. He accepts disciples without asking about their origins, but only whether they have a chivalrous heart and whether their swords are sharp; he protects his shortcomings without being unreasonable, and only recognizes who is right and who is wrong, who is good and who is evil. The sword of Jiange is no longer a tool for fame and fortune, but the backbone of protecting the common people and a torch against powerful forces. When the messenger from the fairy world stepped through the clouds, hoping to bind the world with destiny, Li Bai's sword pointed to the higher sky again. "What about the immortals? If they dare to come to the human world to show their power, I will kill this immortal!" He led the disciples of the sword pavilion and used his mortal body to challenge the pressure of the immortal court. When the light of the sword struck, the immortal soldiers collapsed, and the immortal general was decapitated. That day, the only thing left in the world was his wild song: "Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can we be the people of Penghao!" This sword did not cut off the immortals, but the shackles that have been weighing on the heads of the human world for thousands of years; this battle established not the reputation of the sword pavilion, but the belief that mortals can also defeat heaven. In this work, Li Bai's time travel never seems abrupt. His madness is the undertone given by the prosperous Tang Dynasty, which fits perfectly with the core of resisting fate in the snowy world; his sword is the ultimate romanticism, breaking the barrier between martial arts and fairy tales. From beating up Wang Xianzhi to building a sword pavilion, and then slaying immortals with his sword, he has always been the Qinglian layman who "can't get on the boat when the emperor calls him, and claims that he is an immortal in wine". He has never been tamed by the rules of the world, and has never bowed to power. And this sword pavilion born because of him has become the most unique scenery in the snowy world - it is not only a holy place for swordsmen, but also the hope of the world. After reading the full text, what we see is not only a hearty feast of refreshing writing, but also a spiritual inheritance: no matter what era or situation we are in, we must maintain the wildness, the perseverance, and the courage to "break all laws with one sword". Author, please keep updating, looking forward to [please update]

The content is very attractive

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Well written, except for typos