The strong from the wild

The storyteller is an old man in his 70s or [-]s, with a goatee growing on his chin, and his beard and hair are all gray.

It is difficult for ordinary people to live to be over a hundred years old, and the storyteller is not considered a wealthy person. He has experienced the hardships of life and naturally looks older, with many age spots on his face.

But his spirit is still hale and hearty.

Even if he is about to die and die soon, he must carry on the storytelling business to the end.

In a sense, this Mr. Storyteller is the same kind of person as Dharma King Baixiao and Long Wuxia, a person with ideals and hobbies.

Snapped!

The storyteller is getting old, he slapped the gavel, and his voice was very loud, "... Daoxuanzong took out three celestial artifacts just to kill Liu Yi. But Liu Yi is the best in the world. Yi's genius, not only has outstanding aptitude, but also has extraordinary luck. Although he is not a master, he still has three celestial weapons. It happens to be one-to-one, three-to-three, and the six celestial weapons are locked in the air! Sooner or later, Liu Yi saw that the two sides were deadlocked, and it was hard to tell the winner for the time being. As soon as his expression changed, he used a sword formula. This sword formula is amazing. It is rumored that Ling Qiujian read this sword formula ten thousand years ago Only with one glance can one become a god..."

"But even Ling Qiujian took a hard look at the sword formula, and he spit out blood and wounded his vitality. But this Liu Yi was able to learn the sword formula in his hands. With a swish of the sword, the sun and the moon were dim, and the world was dark. The stars are moving, the earth is cracking..."

"At the time, there were tens of thousands of monks, masters from all walks of life gathered together, and the heaven and earth were filled with awe-inspiring immortal aura!"

Mr. Storyteller was vivid, and he slapped the gavel again.

Snapped!

The gavel gave a strong shock, I'm afraid the audience's minds trembled a few times, the storyteller said again: "The audience in the arena, there are masters from the two sects of righteousness and evil, there are loose cultivators from all over the world, and there are also two eminent monks from the Buddhist sect. , but no one can clearly see how the sword edge in Liu Yi's hand killed hundreds of people, but it seems that Liu Yi has already killed a hundred people with one sword in full view! What is a sword fairy, this is called a sword fairy! "

"Liu Yi not only beheaded a hundred Daoxuanzong disciples, but also took the North Sea Dingfeng Orb into his hands. Then he took out the bronze mirror, and made Wang Zhixuan's crimes known to the public..."

"Although Wang Zhixuan is a despicable villain and has been a hypocrite for tens of thousands of years, he couldn't hold back at this time. He just wanted to use his supernatural powers to kill people and silence him, but he was blocked by two eminent Buddhist monks."

"If Wang Zhixuan wants to take back the North Sea Dingfeng Orb, he needs to admit his many crimes. At that time, Dao Xuanzong was in a dilemma, and finally abandoned the Beihai Dingfeng Orb, barely kept the last fig leaf, and kept the shitty diaper. But His reputation as a hypocrite has already spread throughout the world."

"I, old man Zhao, is just a mere storyteller, but I still have a bit of righteousness in my heart. Under the blue sky and broad daylight, the dignified sect actually did such things, such a hypocrite, such injustice, how could I Won't it be made public and announced to the world?"

"I would like to advise all of you present here, if you have children with extraordinary aptitude who can become monks and gods, don't let them worship the Tao Xuanzong, don't be hypocrites. Even if they worship the magic way, it doesn't matter. After all, the monks of the Demonic Dao are at most vicious and cruel, but they are honest villains, and they are ten thousand times nobler than the hypocrite who is shy. But... if you can worship Xuantianzong, that is what you have cultivated in your previous life blessing."

"As a teacher, you must worship Xuantianzong, and practice like a willow god! Cough cough..."

Storyteller Mr. Zhao old man cleared his throat, slapped the gavel, and said: "Although Liu Yi is not a great god yet, but one day, this person will definitely become a great god. Today, I, old man Zhao, will talk about another story of Liu Yi This event is called "Peerless Genius Pursues the Enemy Ten Thousand Miles, the Unparalleled Demon Scattered the Mountains and Rivers with Blood", and it's about the matter of God Liu defeating the head of the Sacred Fire Sect, Shen Tuhu, please listen to me in detail..."

The teahouse was full of guests, obviously this storyteller was very popular and had many regular customers.

Speaking of the highlights, many people even spilled copper coins as rewards.

As for the battle against Shen Tuhu, Liu Yi was no longer interested in listening to it.Without thinking too much, I knew that the storyteller would describe him as brilliant, great, and decent.

Wei Guang is...

"Look at the reward!"

Liu Yi was in a happy mood and in a great mood, said something casually, turned around and walked out of the teahouse.

"Follow the order!"

Shen Haibing grinned, and kicked Situ Mengdie away, grabbing a chance to perform.He reached into his sleeve and threw out a handful of spirit stones, which weighed about two to three catties, and smashed his head and face at Old Man Zhao.

When old man Zhao saw someone hitting him, he immediately turned his face. He picked up the shiny things on the ground and looked at them. His face was filled with anger, and he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed: "Thank you, guest, for rewarding the spirit stone!"

"Little old man, you are not bad, this storyteller speaks well!"

Shen Haibing took out another gleaming green pill, threw it into the old man Zhao's mouth, and said, "My Yangchun Pill can increase your lifespan by 30 years. During these 30 years, I hope you will tell a lot of good books, Talk more about punishing evil and promoting good, and expose more hypocrites."

"Of course!"

Old man Zhao gulped down the pill, feeling warm all over his body, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and his voice became a little louder.After Pidianpidian picked up the spirit stone, old man Zhao gave a pat on the gavel and continued to tell the story.

Yangchun pill can increase the life span of ordinary people by 30 years, but it is of no use to practitioners.It's not a world-shattering panacea, but it's enough to make old man Zhao happy until he loses his soul.

After leaving this city, Liu Yi led the two masters, and went to observe hundreds of cities within a thousand miles around, but found that most of the storytellers were telling his Liu Yi's story, while listening to The audience of the book is also extremely happy.

However, unlike Old Man Zhao's teahouse, Liu Yi also heard whispers from many audiences below in other cities: "Although the Xuantian Sect is upright, it is the number one sect of righteousness. But during this period of time, it is said that underground forces have also appeared Well, many sects of the underground forces, many of them were dared to go underground by Ling Qiujian ten thousand years ago. They have not seen the sun for ten thousand years. They made a comeback, and the head of Xuantianzong was trapped again. "

"Although Xuantianzong is good, he can't beat four hands with two fists."

"No matter how powerful Liu Yi is, he is not a real god. His own cultivation is only at the pure Yang level, not even a human immortal. How can he beat all the masters?"

"Liu Yi first ruined Daoxuanzong's 10-year reputation, and then seriously injured the head of the Holy Fire Sect, offending both of the two sects at once. If these two sects unite with underground masters, the three forces will fight against Xuantianzong, Xuantian No matter how powerful Zong is, he can't resist it!"

Hearing these words, Liu Yi's happy mood of listening to the book gradually disappeared.

Even his expression became a little heavy.

Whoosh!

Situ Mengdie turned into a butterfly, and carried Liu Yi to the direction of Xuantianzong. Shen Haibing was guarding him. Liu Yi looked up at the sky and thought to himself: "Although the supreme tenth battle has been won, my Xuantianzong is still in danger. It's dangerous and unresolved!"