It’s hard to save the gods!

The injury was really serious.

The breath is weak, and it can almost be said that you may burp at any time!

Is this okay?

"Huh? This little guy seems to be the swordsman of my Tang Dynasty! What is his name..."

"He's from the Tang Dynasty? He's dressed like that. Hey, don't tell me, he looks familiar!"

"The sword on his back is a little weird! It's emitting starlight!"

"Yao! Little guy, are you Yao? Is it me, the Sword Immortal of the Tang Dynasty, that you are carrying on your back?!"

"I'll go! Sword Immortal of the Tang Dynasty! Sword Immortal Taibai! How did he become like this?!"

After confirming identity.

People were surprised.

Oh my god!

Li Taibai, a swordsman in the Celestial Realm, was actually dying?

Could it be that he was severely injured by the immortals on the sea?

Are there really immortals on the sea?!

"Sir! Please save my master! You are the only one in this world who can save him!"

"As long as you can save him, I will work for you from now on! Through fire and water!"

This young man is Yao.

The family is poor.

But he just wanted to get ahead.

After learning that there was no hope of studying.

Then he plunged headlong into the art of swordsmanship.

Unexpectedly.

Shine!

At a young age, he became famous in the Tang Dynasty!

certainly.

He also met a good master!

It's a long story.

This kid wanted to get a good name in the exam, but failed, so he wrote a poem and cursed the examiner for being blind!

What a coincidence.

Li Bai saw this poem.

My first impression is that this poem is really poorly written.

But between the lines, it gave him a wonderful feeling, a sharp sword intent that soared to the sky!

Just now he clapped his hands.

A sudden realization.

Good guy!

After arguing for a long time, this kid is not suitable for poetry, but suitable for practicing swordsmanship!

Hurry up and find Yao and make him an apprentice!

From now on.

Out of control.

Yao has rapidly improved, and the realm of swordsmanship has reached great success!

The distance between man and sword becoming one is only a matter of feet!

"Are you really Yao?"

Zhang Xiao looked at him and spoke calmly.

"yes."

"I am Yao!"

"My master is Li Taibai, the swordsman and poet of the Tang Dynasty."

"Sir, I beg you to take action quickly and save me..."

Don't wait for Yao to finish.

Zhang Xiao's figure flashed.

Came to Li Bai.

A cursory look.

The clothes were stained red with blood.

It has a strong fishy smell.

Obviously.

Just returned from the sea!

The blood stains have not completely dried.

The injury should have been sustained within six hours.

The eyes are blurred.

The breath is sluggish.

If we don't take action, I'm afraid we won't be able to last for an hour!

This is the thought.

Zhang Xiao knew what to do.

"You need to use the immortal elixir to save him."

Zhang Xiao wiped the blood on his hands and said in a deep voice.

"Immortal elixir?!"

Yao's heart was startled, as if there was a lump in his throat. Doesn't this mean that Master has no hope of surviving?

Within an hour.

Impossible to find!

What's more, the ability to create immortal elixirs doesn't exist, right?

Hundreds of years.

I have never seen such a thing as an immortal elixir!

Where can he find it?

"Woooooooo, it's over, it's over, my master is gone..."

Yao sat down on the ground and cried loudly.

Looking at his heartbroken look.

Many people present shook their heads and sighed lightly.

It’s hard to find a magical elixir!

It’s so difficult!

"How do you find this?"

"Yes! Immortal elixirs are hard to find in the world!"

"Isn't this waiting to die? Isn't this?"

"No! Is there no other way?"

"This is the Sword Immortal of my Tang Dynasty!"

"..."

The warriors from the Tang Dynasty came over very anxiously.

Gathered around Zhang Xiao.

"Sir, you had some immortal elixir before, but I don't know..."
To be continued...