In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 643 The story of the storyteller!

The world is full of fragrance in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom!

It's April again, but now I'm lamenting the death of my old friend.

Yuhang Ancient County in April is a little less leisurely and leisurely, and a little more chilling and chilly! !

On the ancient road, there are people from the rivers and lakes in a hurry.

boom!
Cui Zhe's footsteps paused slightly, and the stumbling girl fell to the ground, rubbing her head in pain.

An incomparably clear long sword fell to the ground.

Cui Zhe looked at the young girl in front of him, leaned slightly and picked up the long sword, speaking softly: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, you should be careful, don't be so reckless. In Yuhang today, dragons and snakes are mixed, and the rivers and lakes are good and evil. People who live together. If you encounter some heresy, black-listed lunatics, you will lose your life."

"Many, thank you son." The girl whispered.

Cui Zhe's eyes fell into the distance, and he said in a low voice, "What's the matter? So many people in the rivers and lakes are running towards that side."

"Beside the city of Yuhang, there is a century-old willow with verdant pines and verdant green. People from the rivers and lakes often stop here to tell stories about the world. At noon today, there will be a white-haired Confucian born under the ancient willow, interpreting everything in the city of Yangzhou in the past. Here People, they are all eager to hear the story!!" The girl said softly.

Three days ago, the ancient city of Yangzhou.

Cui Zhe's eyes flickered with thought.

That was the day of the Imperial Court's Martial Arts Conference, and it was also the time when the world's anti-kings fell, and it was also the time when the Great Sui Wang Clan came to an end.

Who doesn't want to know the secrets in it?

However, those who are qualified to participate in this matter, nine out of ten, will all wither.

The surviving people today are all top figures in the world, and they don't know how to chew their tongues.

But the few words that spread out moved the Jianghu.

It's a pity that no one knows the truth, and the cause and effect and details hidden behind it have touched everyone's heartstrings.

Now, someone is actually talking about the things here at noon?
Curious, Cui Zhe took a step forward and followed the crowd to the side of Yuhang Ancient County.

The ancient willows are tall and tall, and among the scattered green shades, sits a white-haired Confucian scholar in fox fur!
He has an extremely handsome face, a leisurely posture, an outstanding temperament, and a somewhat sickly bloody face, sitting alone behind the square table.

There is a pot of rice wine warming in his hand, and an ancient tortoise shell engraved with yin and yang and gossip.

Surrounded by many heroes, they seemed to be waiting for him to speak.

In Cui Zhe's eyes, the white-haired Confucian scholar gently picked up the wine cup, drank the scorching rice wine in one gulp, and his sickly face became a little more rosy.

"The movements seem ordinary, but they are in fact in harmony with the world. Although it is sick, there is the breath of the world stirring between the swallowing and the breathing, and there is a domain manifesting in the vagueness!! This is an existence at the level of a great master!!" Cui Zhe's eyes are full A little dignified.

Such an existence is actually a wandering storyteller on the rivers and lakes?
boom! ! !
At this moment, the storyteller picked up the tortoise shell and took a heavy shot.

There was a moment of silence in all directions!

"Let's talk about that day, in the city of Yangzhou, the anti-kings of the world gathered. On the martial arts arena, the [Shaobao] Luo Cheng under [Wei Gong] Li Mi's command was invincible in all directions and came out on top!! Therefore, Li Mi asked Yang Lin for the jade seal!" The white-clothed Confucian scholar spoke loudly.

Really this thing! !
In Cui Zhe's eyes, there was also a bit of interest.

After the Martial Arts Competition here, the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty fell, and only two of the Eighteenth Route Anti-Kings survived.

There is even a legend that during the time when Buddhism entered the game, eleven supreme beings set foot here, five arhats returned to bliss, and the vitality of the sect was greatly injured! !

What happened in these few days has almost become an unsolved case in the world!
At this moment, this storyteller seems to be really telling the details of this battle!
Whether it's true or not, people in Jianghu are willing to listen to it!
If true, that is valuable information!

Even if it is fake, it can still be used as talk, to show off a few times!
Cui Zhe held his breath and listened attentively, wanting to see if the storyteller could tell him how ugly he was.

The white-clothed scholar shook his wine glass, and said in a low voice, "But, what kind of person is that [Guardian King] in the Sui Dynasty? He has been famous for decades, ruled the world, and he followed the late emperor to create the prosperity of the Sui Dynasty! He is an old man How could he just sit and wait for death? This so-called Martial Arts Conference was a game set up by him and King Wu Cheng from the very beginning!! The Li Mi of each other only heard the old prince’s words, swords up!! The next moment, 【Zhen Kingdom Martial King] Chen Xiu stepped into the void, sacrificed divine weapons, summoned divine swords, and evolved a monstrous killing array!!"

"That's the legend of the peerless killing formation in the ancient times - Zhuxian Sword Formation! This sword formation has the ability to destroy heaven and earth, it can be called terrifying!! The Sui Dynasty, for this formation, almost put all their eggs in one basket and sacrificed it The four pieces of imperial magic weapons were able to set up this formation!! At that moment, the sky and the earth were dark, the sun and the moon faded, and the principles of law collapsed! [Shaobao] Luo Cheng was unwilling to reconcile, and tried his best, but he couldn't shake the formation at all !!!”

"Following Chen Xiu pushing the divine sword and drawing sword energy, the huge ancient city of Yangzhou instantly turned into an Asura killing field! Everything will be wiped out!! According to common sense, it should be impossible for anyone to survive! However, [Wei Gong] Li Mi, [Luoyang King] Wang Shichong, and [Xia King] Dou Jiande are able to survive by relying on the secret treasures in their hands! Because their identities are not simple!! The divine weapon [Liuhe Qiankun Mirror]; Wang Shichong, also a dark son of the Taoist school, has the magic talisman of escape; Dou Jiande, the guardian of the Buddhist school, has the [Fudo Mingwang Bell], one of the six ancient Buddhist magic weapons!"

The Immortal Sword Formation, the Anzi of the Taoist School, and the Dharma Guardian of the Buddhist School
Such explosive news completely shocked everyone.

How can it be so accurate?So meticulous! !

The white-haired Confucian scholar drank alone, and said with a faint smile, "Afterwards, Buddhism entered the game. Eleven Buddhist supremes entered the arena, trying to take away the current emperor of the Sui Dynasty. Because, today's Buddhism, the rise and fall of luck, all It is a pity that Buddhism is perfect, but there is no such thing as the loyalty of the ministers of the Sui Dynasty. Yang Lin burned the Dharma, and with his own strength, he killed five Buddhist arhats!! And Chen Xiu, It was between the palaces of Yangzhou City, sending off the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty for his last journey, which invisibly frustrated the century-old layout of Buddhism!!"

The century-old layout of Buddhism?

Cui Zhe's eyes changed slightly.

He thought of that day, the incomparably mighty golden star line he saw in his eyes.

With such a meticulous and clear process, even secret information is directly pointed out.

If this is all made up, it can only be said that this storyteller has something.

"My story is over." Confucian scholar smiled lightly.

At this time, an attendant came quietly: "Master Chen Wu, my young master has an invitation!!"

So, is that a servant of the royal family?
Chen Wu, isn't that under the command of King Wucheng of Zhenguo?
Could it be that what he said was true?
For a time, countless people were thinking about the details.

"Hey, I did a good job, right?" Chen Wuxing walked to the restaurant, full of smiles.

Chen Ce shook his head helplessly: "Tell me. Chen Xiu, why did you send you here?"

Chen Wu's complexion was a bit serious, and he said in a concentrated voice: "The ruins of the Nine Heavens!"

(End of this chapter)