Everyone did not understand Pei Min's intention. What is the use of preparing ropes without brush and ink? But the guards still followed his orders unconditionally.

"Is it?"

Guo Zhiyun has been to Chang'an, and of course he has also visited the Ten Scenic Spots of Chang'an.

The most famous of the ten scenic spots in Chang'an is undoubtedly the title of Yan Pagoda, which plays a decisive role with Pei Min's sword book back then.

only!

Guo Zhiyun looked at the city tower at least four meters above the ground. The plaque on the city tower was facing the underground stone bridge, but the stone bridge was less than 1 meter wide, and there were deep valleys on both sides. If an accident fell down, as long as he rolled to the side, he would immediately feel sad and could not find the corpse. For a moment, his intestines were regretful and he wanted to slap himself in the face and make him owe him.

Soon after, the personal guards had found thick, long and strong ropes. Their army tied up food and grass outside to transport the army to spare, and could be found everywhere.

Pei Min tried the solidity without any problems and threw one to Li Siye and said, "Catch it, if I fall down, you have to pay your life."

Li Siye was so scared that he was sweating coldly on his forehead. Even though he was full of confidence in his strength, he couldn't help but swallow, steadily stance, and stuffed his tail to Li Yide.

Pei Min tied the other end of the rope to his waist and tied a mountaineering knot.

At this moment, how could the people around him not know Pei Min’s plan?

Lun Gongren felt a little confused and said, "Pei Shuai, as long as you keep a handwritten book, you will be responsible for the craftsman, why bother to do it yourself?"

Jiang Yue said: "Ship Pei, this gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall..."

Guo Zhiyun also said: "This stone castle city has changed hands repeatedly for a hundred years. I don't know how many heroes of the Tang army have been buried in the valleys around the left and right. Once there is any loss, there is no possibility of survival."

He wanted to scare Pei Min with facts.

When Pei Min heard this, he said solemnly: "In this way, I must do it myself."

Li Yide was sweating profusely. On the battlefield, if Zhang Fei was alive, he had a small fear of altitude and was far away. He said in a trembling voice: "Pei, Pei Shuai...ah..."

He suddenly screamed.

It turned out that before he finished speaking, Pei Min had already supported his hands, just like a special forces soldier who had been specially trained. He swung back handsomely and his feet fell steadily on the city tower.

Needless to say, Li Siye's horse stance is the rope in his hand, as if it was tied to a stone pillar, which is more stable than the stone pillar.

Pei Min looked at the Tubo literature like a tadpole, and was very unhappy. The Qin Emperor sword in his hand was cut from side to side. The Qin Emperor sword cut iron like mud, and the bluestone brick was cut like tofu. The stone chips fell down like "swish" and scraped the Tubo literature completely, leaving a rectangular area for easy writing.

Taking a deep breath, Pei Min's expression was solemn, thinking about the countless white bones of the Tang army under the cliffs on both sides and the 30,000 Tang army spirits in history returned to this place. This is still recorded. If there is no record of the unknown heroes in history, they are probably more. They are tragic and generous in their hearts. The long sword suddenly stabbed at the stone wall, and the dragon and phoenix wrote the three words "Stone Castle City".

He was still not satisfied, and his toes swung to the left and wrote: "Song of the Sorrow to Sail the Warrior". He glared at his legs and then went to the right to write: "The loyal heart forges the loyal soul". At the end, he slid down to the end, and wrote eight words carefully:

The heroes of the Tang Dynasty are immortal forever.

I saw stone chips flying, twenty-one words together, and they were written in one go, without any interval.

Pei Min looked at his masterpiece blankly and was shocked.

Twenty-one characters, every word, every stroke, is majestic and dignified, full of charm, and is actually his masterpiece in his life.

Thinking back to that feeling, it was like God’s help, I felt full of anger and not vomiting. In an instant, the consciousness disappeared and my body moved naturally. When I woke up, my masterpiece was completed.

Suddenly he realized Zhang Xu's crazy state. Only by entering the artistic conception can he develop the artistic conception!

He was shocked by the steepness of Shibao City and the anger of countless unknown heroes in the Tang Dynasty in the valley. In an instant, he replaced everything, integrated calligraphy into swordsmanship and swordsmanship into calligraphy.

Pei Min's calligraphy was learned from the calligraphy saint Wang Xizhi, and was also guided by Zhang Xu and He Zhizhang. There were traces of three people between the characters.

Ordinary people can't see it, but real famous calligraphers can also see it one or two.

Now that his calligraphy has been washed away from the influence of Wang Xizhi, Zhang Xu and He Zhizhang, he has formed his own lineage, and has entered the ranks of calligraphers, becoming a rare famous regular script writer in the world today.

"Pull me up!" Pei Min shouted.

Li Siye pulled up with force!

Pei Min jumped to the city like a big roc spreading his wings, thinking about the previous feeling in his mind, thinking about the Battle of Moliyi, the Modao Army resisted the heroic spirit of the Tubo heavy cavalry defending the defense line with their lives, thinking about the scene of cavalry confrontation and flesh flying everywhere, thinking about the battlefield after Wang Haibin blocked Tubo many years ago and surrounded and killed Tubo...

That feeling surged in my heart again!

The Qin Emperor sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out, and the sword in his hand turned into a silver snake flying up and down. The strong wind stormed on the city tower, and the feeling of feeling of fighting against the enemy among thousands of troops and horses in my heart was filled with joy.

Pei Min's sword at this moment is different from his former sword skills. Whether it is the tiger-slaying sword technique, the Yue Girl sword technique, the Grass Saint Sword he created, or the various sword techniques learned from the swordsmen in the world, they all have a common feature. The moves are exquisite and ever-changing, and the moves are connected and linked. Especially when used through his hands, it is even more like a united one, with no gap between the front and back connections, just like an antelope hanging on its horns, with no trace to be found.

Now he is using the simplest sword move, without any flaunt or any change, straightforward, simple chop, simple chop, simple collapse, simple snatch, simple grid, simple washing, simple cut, simple sting, simple sting, simple stirring... The special effects of the sword are fully utilized, and they have a sharp and scattered spirit.

When he pulled the sword back to the sheath, Pei Min saw the people around him looking at him with a little foolish look, and smiled awkwardly: "I just realized it and created a few sword techniques. I am afraid that the inspiration will dissipate. Don't blame me!"

Everyone knew the reason, and suddenly realized it and praised it.

Guo Zhiyun said: "I heard that the Duke of the Kingdom of Swords are unparalleled in the world, and I really have a crush on it. Just now, the Duke of the Kingdom of Swords is full of murderous auras. He didn't understand the swords, but he could see that it was definitely not easy. Especially in the last few moves, it was even more tragic to kill oneself and sacrifice one's life for justice."

Pei Minxi said: "Mr. Guo is still a confidant, but as Mr. Guo said, these moves are not suitable for fighting in the world, but galloping on the battlefield is extremely powerful and belonging to the battlefield skills."

Guo Zhiyun didn't know what the difference between fighting in the martial arts world and fighting in the battlefield skills, but he has many years of martial arts and still has eyesight and is deeply touched.

Gong Ren had no interest in swordsmanship, and admired Tang culture even more. He loved calligraphy in particular and called him down the city tower to appreciate calligraphy.

The group also went downstairs one after another, outside the stone castle city, looking at the vigorous, elated words, flying dots and strokes, and full of tragic words, all of which were moved.

Pei Min was extremely satisfied when he saw his masterpiece again.
Chapter completed!