Xianbang

The Sunset River is as wide as the sea, and you can hear the crashing waves from a distance.

The abnormally rich aura in Huadu condensed into colorful spiritual flowers floating in the city.

On the Qingshi Street, which is as wide as [-] feet, there is a lot of traffic, and the lamps above are flickering, illuminating the entire mysterious and vast city with bright lights.

An overpass is driving on an inner city river full of lotus flowers. On the overpass, a storyteller with a thousand-leaf fan in his hand is spitting a story.

"There are many legends in this world, but there are very few who can surpass the thief Guo Yin. I personally think that if the thief Guo Yin is not dead, the world will be in trouble. Recently, it has been rumored that he wants to wash one of the three holy places in the world with blood. Xuanji Mountain is really extremely arrogant, and this old man has the heart to call on the heroes of the world to get rid of this thief." The storyteller gently smoothed his white beard, with a serious expression on his face, a look of hatred and hatred.

The thief Guo Yin seemed to have revenge against him for killing his father, and he wanted to get rid of the thief Guo Yin quickly.

There are countless ancient boats parked under the flyover, and the people on them are drinking tea or drinking wine, and they are all listening to the storyteller's jokes wholeheartedly.

At this time, a small blue boat paddled from a distance, and then gently stopped under the overpass. A young man's voice came from the small boat: "Didn't the thief Guo Yin die in the sky two years ago?" Master Xiefeng has it in his hands, so can you make this dead man come back to life?"

After seeing the blue boat under the bridge, the storyteller on the overpass rolled his eyes, put his fingers in his sleeves and pinched quickly, and his expression changed immediately.

"Today, I have something to do, and I suddenly remembered that the hens at home haven't been fed. That's all for today's story, and I'll continue next time." The storyteller was about to pack his things and leave.

But the audience below disagreed. One of the young men in a white robe threw a large bag of spiritual fruits on the overpass, and said richly: "Today, the young master is going to listen to the deeds of the thief Guo Yin. Spirit fruit is enough for you to buy a mountain of hens, sir, you should continue to finish the lecture."

One spiritual fruit is equivalent to one hundred spiritual grasses, one million spiritual grass seeds, which can be exchanged for endless wealth, and can make a small fairy sect work hard for it, not to mention that this white-robed man is still a big bag! , this is definitely a big deal.

There was a lot of booing immediately under the overpass, and someone had already recognized the identity of the man in white robe.

This white-robed man is the sixth young master of the Bai family. After the Zhongzhou royal family and Longyuan Yujian Garden were destroyed, the Bai family became the master of the entire Zhongzhou.

Who would dare to offend the Bai family in the Holy City of Huadu today, let alone a storyteller, even if the master of a fairy sect saw Master Bai Liu, he would have to kneel down to pay his respects.

"It's not about the money." Mr. Storyteller said while holding the spiritual fruit firmly in his hand, putting it in his pocket.

"call out!"

Another pack of spiritual fruit was thrown onto the bridge, but this time it was not thrown by Master Bai Liu, but from the blue boat.

"With this pack of spiritual fruits, sir, you can stay here to tell the story, right?" A playful laugh came from the blue boat.

Mr. Storyteller took the spiritual fruit in his hand again, but this time he didn't dare to put it in his arms. He felt that what he was holding was not a spiritual fruit, but a hot potato.

After hesitating for a moment, Mr. Storyteller seemed to have made an extremely important decision, his eyes slightly slanted, and he glanced at the blue boat again, then quickly put away the spiritual fruit, and then sat back at the desk.

"Snapped!"

The Chiba fan closed immediately, and the storyteller coughed dryly twice, cleared his throat, and then said: "Since you are so kind and want to stay, then I will tell you the next story, do you have any questions?" Just ask."

All around suddenly became quiet, and after a long while, the sixth young master of the Bai family said: "Didn't someone ask just now, Guo Yi died in the hands of Tianxie Peak Master two years ago, why is he alive again?" coming?"

The storyteller became more cautious this time, glanced at the blue boat, and then said eloquently: "What kind of person is Guo Yi? For Lian Li, how could Peak Master Tianxie kill him, although that sword pierced his heart, but it also sealed his soul in the heart, as long as the soul doesn't dissipate, there is a possibility of people coming back to life."

"Although Guo Yi's body died, his soul is immortal. Later, he got the help of the Daozi of Heavenly Medicine and was reborn in one fell swoop."

This storyteller doesn't know what the origin is, but he knows all the secrets, as if there are no secrets in the whole world of cultivating immortals.

If you are careful, you will find that the way the storyteller speaks has changed before and after. He was called Guo Yin thief before, but now he has changed to Guo Yi.

"Then where is the thief Guo Yin now? He won't be hurting someone else's girl again, right?" Someone shouted.

The storyteller was enraged, he jumped up against the case, and said with a bearded beard and staring eyes: "Is Guo Yi the current Guo Yin thief in those days? The body of the Buddha has become the abbot of the Bodhi Temple. A generation of sinisters has actually become a generation of holy Buddhas. This is really a great loss to the world of cultivating immortals! We should cry for three days!"

The storyteller was a different person, and his face changed so quickly that the audience below couldn't react.

Listening to what he said, Guo Yi and him are not revenge for killing his father, they are simply his reborn parents.

A series of laughter came from the cyan boat, "What a holy Buddha body, it is rumored that recently Qianyelou released a ranking list of the most precious treasures in the ancient Xuanyu cultivating world, and Guo Yi's holy Buddha body actually ranked second. It is said that eating a piece of his meat can elevate a realm, and if he is put into the pot, the Dharma Lord of the Eighth River can be directly promoted to the realm of the Star Lord, what do you think about this matter?"

There was another gasp of air-conditioning under the overpass, and many people were startled.

You must know that a dharma master is a super expert, but a god-like figure, and the star master is even more ethereal. In the eyes of these people, he is no doubt like a fairy.

But after Mr. Storyteller heard this, his already pale face directly turned purple, and he kept thinking about what to say in his heart.

"Sir, you are well-informed, don't you even know about this?" The blue boat flew out again, and landed in front of Mr. Storyteller, turning into a wall of fire, blocking his way.

A thunderous roar came from the blue boat, "The last question came from a young man's questioning voice.

The Sixth Young Master Bai also seemed to have seen a clue, and smiled in support: "This matter has already spread all over the world of cultivating immortals, and even I have heard about it. Sir, he is proficient in astronomy and geography, and is familiar with major events in the world, so he must know this too." I would also like to know what your husband thinks about this matter?"

Bai Xi'er is the younger sister of the sixth young master Bai, and she is also prominently listed, ranking fourth on the treasure list, so he is naturally quite concerned about this matter.

Mr. Storyteller's old face was flushed from suffocation, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know, I never knew about it. Is there such a thing? You must have made a mistake! It can't be done, the old hen at home is probably starving and panicking. I have to go back to feed, the old man will take his leave first."

The old guy didn't even tidy up his clothes, he turned around and ran, even if he lost a shoe, he seemed to be running for his life.

"boom!"

A ball of yellow fire came from the blue boat, how did Mr. know that Guo Yi would go to wash Xuanji Mountain with blood?How did you learn about this? "

This loud shout directly shook the overpass on the river into powder, and the whole flower trembled, as if the earth shook and the mountains shook.

This is a kind of majestic power, and all the cultivators in the tens of thousands of miles of city were startled, like thunder rolling from the sky, and roaring like a real dragon.

"A top expert has arrived in the holy city of Huadu!" Above the holy city, a series of white figures rushed out of the Bai family's mansion, all suspended above the sky.

These are the high-level members of the Bai family, and each of them has the cultivation base of a Dharma master!

"Could it be the master of the underworld? The underworld has already attacked the five spiritual kingdoms. Could it be that it has extended its grasp to the holy city of Huadu?" The Patriarch of the Bai family looked solemn. The patriarch of the world's number one array family also changed color again and again at this time.

A huge white phantom hangs high in the sky. This is an old man with gray hair and beard. The white beard is nine feet long, like a long white waterfall.

This old man is the number one master of the Bai family, Mr. Bai.

He shook his head and said: "The masters in the underworld are all driven to Dongmo now, and almost half of them have been transferred to attack the Bodhi Temple. It is impossible to attack my Bai family with a clone."

"The cultivation base of this person is unfathomable. With a burst of drinking, both Huadu and the Holy City will be shaken. I am afraid that the cultivation base is no longer lower than that of our ancestors. In the world, except for the underworld, how can such a strong person suddenly appear?" come?"

Grandpa Bai nodded. He also felt the strength of the other party, and his cultivation was no longer inferior to his own. It is impossible for such a master to be unknown.

"You go back to the mansion for the time being and activate all the formations. I guess this person may be here for Xi'er. You must protect her well. I will go meet this master right now." Bai Taigong turned into a white streak The shuttle flew out and hurried towards Huadu.

The entire Bai family fell into a tense atmosphere, as if a huge enemy was approaching.

To the east of Huadu, in a gorgeous brothel, Ximen Lang and Nangong Yang turned over and jumped up from the bed, then broke through the roof and looked far away in the direction of the loud shout just now.

"Damn it, there is a super master coming to the Holy City of Huadu. Could it be that the army of the underworld has arrived?" Simon Wolf was not afraid at all. generally.

Nangong Wolf also smiled excitedly: "It's better to come here. It is rumored that Her Highness Yinnv in the underworld has the appearance of a fairy descending from the mortal world. She can turn all living beings upside down, and her beauty is no longer inferior to the three fairies. This time is a good time."

"That's right, when the peaches are ripe, it's the day when the Yin thief picks flowers. Then what are you waiting for, don't be preempted by the damn Guo Yin thief again."

"It's definitely impossible this time, that guy has already become a monk in the Eastern Desert, how could he come to fight with us?"

Ximen wolf and Nangong sheep scrambled to fly out, wearing a pair of underpants, and disappeared without a trace.