Chapter 081 - Grass

没等武安月反问，李普就接着解释：
“我在宫外有仇家，怕连累到你。上次出宫，上官晴就是为了救我而受伤的……”
Upon hearing these words, Wu Anyue's lips curled into a graceful curve.
It turned out that he was worried about implicating himself.
"Teacher, rest assured, within the borders of the Great Zhou, no one can harm me."
Wu Anyue hinted discreetly to ease Li Pu's worries.
Within her inner realm, she nurtured a complete national treasure.
This complete national treasure was intertwined with the country's destiny and people's morale, and it was not just a simple weapon.
Li Pu didn't know the details of Wu An Yue at the end of the month, thinking that her confidence was derived from the protection of "Empress Sister".
"Don't be blindly confident..."
Li Pu scratched Wu An Yue's small nose with his hand, and smiled to educate her:
"The world is not as simple as you think. Your sister may be powerful, but she cannot always protect you."
"Li Pu's actions made Wu Anyue feel a little embarrassed. Does he think of me as a child!"
Ironically, Wu Anyue enjoys the warmth between her and Li Pu as mentor and protégé, yet hates the fact that she is now a child.
Suddenly, Wu Anyue is looking forward to her body returning to normal.
By that time, it shouldn't be as painful to be around him.
"What's wrong, not happy?"
As Li Pu watched the little girl fall silent, he couldn't help but laugh and say, "Actually, having confidence is a good thing. Confidence is the source of courage. You'll open up and have fun later, and I'll protect you."
Wu Anyue heard this and her expression eased, she replied with a smile:
"It should be me protecting the teacher instead..."
Li Pu's face turned awkward: "Are you mocking the fact that your teacher's cultivation level is low?"
Li Pugang has just completed a tempering of the body. Now he is barely a yellow-ranked martial artist, naturally inferior to the "Princess An Yue" who is an profound-ranked martial artist.
"I dare not belittle my teacher. My teacher has just started to learn martial arts. He has crossed two ranks in three days, which is the best in Da Zhou."
Wu An Yue smiled and complimented.
This is not a joke. With the inclusion of powerful weapons such as the Zhu Xian Sword, the Divine Language of the Great Dao, and Sacred-tier techniques, Li Pu's growth in strength is simply monstrous!
武安月自问血脉、家世、天赋不输任何人，却也不敢小觑李普。
“乖徒儿，还是你会说话！”
李普相当欣慰，这小丫头的嘴巴可比上官晴那婆娘甜多了。
To be politically correct, Li Pu still showed some humility:
"However, your sister is the most talented fighter in Da Zhou, so don't say that casually in the future."
Wu Anyue: "..."
Outside the carriage, the old eunuch Lu Yu, who was driving the car, suddenly showed a very strange smile on his old face.
'These two young people are complimenting each other so fervently, and they don't feel embarrassed at all...'
Lu Yu is a skilled driver and doesn't take the usual route. The carriage didn't travel far before it left the palace through a small gate near the Fragrant Grass Garden.
In contrast to the route to Zhuque Gate, the carriage arrived at a lush hill shortly after leaving the palace through the small gate.
"Outside is Longshouyuan."
Li Pu knew that Wu An Yue had not left Taichi Temple much, he searched his memory and explained the scenery outside the window to her:
"The grass on the plain waves, it withers and grows anew year by year. Wildfire cannot burn it out, the spring breeze blows it to life again. It's talking about those tenacious wild grasses."
These four lines of poetry were originally the first two couplets of Bai Juyi's farewell poem, but because they were written so well, they were extracted and treated as a scenic poem.
Li Pu's impromptu quote at this moment was very fitting for the situation.
The problem is, this poem never appeared in the Great Zhou Dynasty…
At the moment when the verse was recited, Li Pu triggered a sensation between heaven and earth. The sound of reciting the verse was like a thunderous explosion, echoing in the ears of Lu Yu and Wu An Yue.
Lili grass on the plain, withering and blooming every year.
Wildfire cannot burn it out, spring breeze brings it to life again.
In the view of Lu Yu and Wu Anyue, they see such a scene at the same time:
During the cold winter, the north wind howls and the wild grass on the ancient plain withers and turns yellow.
Suddenly, a winter thunderstorm triggers a raging wildfire, burning all the grass on the vast plain to ashes.
The once thriving wilderness now only has cracked earth and blackened scorched soil, and is completely lifeless.
We thought that prosperity could never be restored, but unexpectedly, with the arrival of spring, the buried grass roots have sprouted new life, bringing a new layer of green to the earth...
As the vision in front of their eyes faded away, both Lu Yu and Wu Anyue felt a surge of life force suddenly erupting within a radius of about 100 meters centered around Li Pu.
In an instant, the wild grass within a hundred meters began to grow rapidly, doubling in height with just one breath.
Even the two workhorses became extremely light and elegant in their footsteps, galloping like the wind!
"Is it a war poem! Or a large-scale revival auxiliary war poem!"
Outside the carriage, Lu Yu was very excited. "Li Jia's boy, you are really amazing! You can casually come up with such a top-notch war poem. Old Lu admires you!"
What?
Li Pu still couldn't figure out what was going on. He had only recited half of Old Bai's poem, but what was happening outside?
However, Wu Anyue understood the key points in Lu Yu's words. Her eyes became extremely bright and focused when she looked at Li Pu.
The function of war poems is diverse, including trapping enemies, killing enemies, strengthening, and assisting. Each war poem is extremely precious.
However, the most rare and precious type undoubtedly belongs to the large-scale revival type of auxiliary war poems!
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This kind of war poem can instantly transform an ordinary Confucian disciple into the top-level military doctor, and the enhancement of the combat effectiveness of the army is undoubtedly of strategic significance!
How rare is this kind of war poem?
In the over thousand-year history of the Confucianism and Taoism inheritance of the Great Zhou Dynasty, such a phenomenon has never occurred!
Who would have thought that the inconspicuous wild grass on the roadside would contain such strong vitality and power...
"Teacher, what is the name of this poem?"
Wu Anyue's voice trembled slightly, unable to contain her excitement.
She almost wanted to reveal her identity as the Empress on the spot and reward Li Pu with all the treasures in the palace's treasury in exchange for the right to use his poem!
The original battle poem created by the scholars of the Da Zhou Confucian School is not something that everyone can learn and use, and must be authorized by the original author.
Otherwise, even if you forcefully learn it, its power will be greatly reduced.
Li Pu's war poem can greatly enhance the military's combat effectiveness, which is essential and must be firmly grasped by the empress.
At this point, Li Pu suddenly saw the two green words "regeneration" appearing in front of his eyes out of nowhere...
Next moment, two green texts directly merged into him, turning into a towering tree that covered the sky and the sun in his spiritual world!
At the moment when the towering tree grew, Li Pu's spiritual power and talent intensity exploded at the same time.
He only felt spiritually uplifted, with his thoughts flowing unobstructed. The talent fire pillar in the Center Palace of Literature soared more than three feet high.
It was only then that Li Pu realized that Bai Letian's half poem had been recognized by heaven and earth and had become the most top-level war poem in the world!
"Damn it!"
Li Pu couldn't help cursing under his breath.
He could only say that big shots were big shots, no matter what world they were in.
This half of a poem can be sung for generations as children's enlightenment poetry on Earth, but in the Great Zhou, it is a rare and revived large-scale auxiliary war poem, which makes sense.
Wu Anyuan still looked admiringly: "It turns out that this poem is called 'Grass', what a good name that returns to simplicity and reality!"
“？？？”
Li Pu had a head full of question marks.
The little girl seemed to have misunderstood something, but it's okay to call this poem "Grass", right?
Anyway, it was a borrowed poem, and Li Pu didn't take it too seriously.
"Teacher, can I see you perform this battle poem again?"
Wu Anyue asked eagerly, wanting to witness just how powerful Li Pu's battle poem can be.
Li Pu didn't refuse Wu Anyue's request.
He had already planned to take the little girl out to play and visiting Longshouyuan was just another form of entertainment.
The carriage quickly stopped on the side of the road. Li Pu and Wu Anyue got off the carriage and arrived at a rocky area with sparse weeds by the roadside. Lu Yu was waiting by the side, perhaps admiring Li Pu with respect on her face.
Luyu now feels that Wu Anyue's evaluation of Li Pu as the top talent in Dai Zhou is not an exaggeration.
Just this one epic poem is enough to make Li Pu's name go down in history!
"I thought I already saw this kid as quite remarkable, but I still underestimated him."
Luyu flashed a trace of self-deprecating smile on her face.
"Please begin, teacher!"
After saying that, Wu Anyue held her breath and watched as Li Pu performed.
Li Pu nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the weeds on the rocky ground. He closed his eyes and carefully contemplated the cycle of life and death of the wild grass.
Suddenly, a ray of enlightenment flashed through Li Pu's mind.
"One lifetime for humans, one autumn for plants." What makes humans any different from wild grass, living in a world of dancing gods and demons?
Even if the human race is as insignificant as ants or weeds, we must still look up to the stars and persevere!
In this very moment, Li Pu felt a resonance between himself and the universe, as well as countless human ancestors across time and space. His spirit became incredibly strong to an unimaginable degree!
Grass on the plain withers and grows again each year.
Wildfire cannot burn it up, for the spring wind brings it back to life.
As Li Pu recited this poem again, Wu An Yue and Lu Yu witnessed an unforgettable natural phenomenon!
The mighty breath of life exploded like a tornado!
With Lipu at the center, the rocky ground, with only scattered weeds, suddenly sprouted thousands of tender green grass!
下一瞬，那无数青草野蛮生长，瞬间形成一片茂密草原，更有数百棵小树从中脱颖而出。
等到李普睁开眼时，眼前已经多出一片茂密的森林！
"Huh, wasn't I just standing here?"
Li Pu looks at the waist-high grass beneath his feet, completely confused.
As for Lu Yu and Wu AnYue, they were already stunned like wooden chickens...
At the moment, at the Qintian Observatory dozens of miles away.
Ever since returning from the National Academy, Yuan Dingfeng had never shown a smile on his face. He climbed up the observatory platform with a wooden expression and, following routine practice, performed divination and monitored the changes in Chang'an City's fortune.
This is Yuan Dingfeng's daily work.
However, unlike before, he used to enjoy his work, but today he seems like a walking corpse, as if he has become numb to life and death.
"The Demon-Sealing Tower and the Demon-Slaying Sword are now beyond recovery."
"If the Zhu Xian sword is completely missing, and only the War God Spear remains among the four major Town God's Weapons, how can Da Zhou hold on?"
"The human race is finished."
"This fortune is too terrible to look at... F**k!!!"