Magnificent Taoist rhyme, heavenly bells and earthly spirits.
Dong dong dong...
The huge noise shook every soul in the real world.
"Is it over? Did the world master win, or did the ancestor old devil win?"
"The Realm Lord must have won. Since ancient times, evil has always prevailed over good!"
"I don't think so. You don't know how confident the ancestor is, the old devil. Looking at his smile makes me feel scared. I think our world is about to end."
"It would be great if we could find the Immortal Trail. Back then, a firewood-cutting disciple of the Penglai Fairyland had some shitty luck and unexpectedly entered the ancient ruins - the Immortal Trail after falling off the cliff! Damn it, this kid actually...
A broken chessboard was brought out.”
"Hey! What you said is wrong. What is a broken chessboard? The chessboards of heaven and earth are treasures in the ancient fairy sites. It is said that the truth about the destruction of the ancients is hidden in them. Don't you want to know how the ancients disappeared?
?Are those legendary immortals dead or dormant?"
"I hear you guys bragging here. The results are already out and will be delivered to our Kaiyuan Inn soon. You will know as soon as you hear what happened!"
Real world, open source inn.
All the masters of Taoism were sitting calmly at the tea table, with their weapons at hand, and watched intently as the old man slowly walked up to the high platform with the result in his hand.
This is a storyteller. I heard that he has been telling stories all his life. It is for the sake of the owner of Kaiyuan Inn that he can be invited to come out and write a book again this time.
"This old man is really worried about me. Why don't you guys go up and snatch the news?"
The good brother next to him went up and covered the speaker's mouth, suppressing all his subsequent words.
"Brother Xia, are you crazy? Do you dare to make this old man's joke? You're going to die!"
Rikka's pupils widened, and he angrily pulled his good brother's hand from his mouth, but his good brother thought he was going to take action, so he immediately put his other hand up, and hardened Rikka who was trying to stand up.
He pressed it vigorously.
"The one named Wu!" Li Xia used all her strength to finally remove her good brother's hand from her mouth.
"Wu Hao, where did you wash your hands after going to that place?!"
Wu Hao, who originally wanted to preach, suddenly turned red and hot. He smiled awkwardly, shrank his neck, and stammered hastily: "Brother Xia, I forgot, wasn't I anxious to read the chessboard news? Just forget it.
Already."
"I'll kill you!?"
Li Xia's face was as pale as a piece of paper. He roared and grabbed Wu Hao's neck, pressing this good brother to the ground.
"Stop making trouble, I'll give you a cloth. Wipe it quickly to avoid eating it."
It didn't matter that the woman next to him didn't say anything. As soon as he mentioned Li Xia, his stomach turned as if he had eaten a dead fly. He made a sound of vomiting and vomited all over Wu Hao.
Wu Hao touched the dirt on his face and immediately became covered with it.
What's going on? Blood?
The bright red blood was sprayed out by Li Xia in big mouthfuls, and Wu Hao's eyes were blurred.
When Li Xia felt herself vomiting and felt comfortable, she had already vomited out her intestines.
"I...what's wrong with me?"
Lixia stood up, looked around, and found that everyone was looking at him with frightened eyes. He seemed to have noticed something, and immediately looked at the back of the old storyteller who was still stumbling forward.
"It was you! Didn't I just say a few words to you? What's the matter with you!" Li Xia felt dizzy, her eyes turned black, and she fell to the ground, unable to stand up again.
Wu Hao climbed up from the pool of blood and returned to his seat. He said nothing and stared blankly ahead. The woman next to him hurriedly gave him a tranquilizer to prevent him from going crazy.
.
The whole place was quiet, and no one dared to speak casually anymore.
Snap!
"As we all know, our real world is currently experiencing an unprecedented disaster. The soul-destroying fog, known as the ancestor of world destruction, has finally set its sights on us after destroying 999 worlds. However, the real world is different. Even that
The total of nine hundred and ninety-nine worlds is not even one ten thousandth of our real world."
"I think this is one of the reasons why you are not nervous at all. Of course, there is another reason, and that is the protection of the 'immortal traces'. Everyone here must have searched for the fairy traces, and you should more or less understand that the fairy traces represent
What are you talking about, but here I want to remind you that the founder of the world of destruction has been to the fairyland and gained something from it."
"This, this, this, how is it possible! He has been to the Fairyland, how come we don't know about it."
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but they knew that this person never lied. If he said yes, then it was yes, even if it wasn't, it had to be yes.
Snap!
The whole place was silent.
"I think you must be curious to know that 'Xianji' will only select a child of destiny for five hundred years. How did this founder of the world get in? Yes, the child of destiny for these five hundred years was the woodchopping disciple. Five hundred years ago, the child of destiny was the woodchopping disciple.
Where is the century-old child of destiny?”
No one said a word.
Who doesn't know now that the common age today is two hundred years old, and no matter how hard you practice, you can't break through this shackles.
In the eyes of many of them, the Immortal Trail was only opened once, and it was only opened to a loser.
But fortunately, this good-for-nothing died after being taken out of the chessboard of heaven and earth, otherwise he would definitely have died without a burial place.
"I can tell you without any secret that the last 500-year-old Child of Destiny is here! But do you know what I saw after I entered? I saw 'The World-Destroying Ancestor's Soul-Destroying Mist is here'
words, and those words are engraved on a statue."
The whole audience was in an uproar. This was absolutely breaking news, no, it was two.
The storyteller turned out to be the son of destiny, a man chosen by the gods.
However, because of everything that had happened before, they did not dare to act rashly, because spitting out their own internal organs was really terrible and very disgusting.
Snap!
"Everyone, the evil technique of the founder of World Destruction should be obtained from the immortal miracles. He has studied it for so long and destroyed 999 worlds. I suspect that he has not yet mastered the magic technique. Otherwise, there is no need to rush for quick success.
Stealing control of the real world. If he were allowed to completely achieve his magic, the real world would be riddled with holes!"
After the storyteller took a sip of water, he changed the topic when everyone looked serious: "But things haven't reached the worst yet. At least the world leader has won this round."
Everyone in the audience was gasping for breath, which was really a relief. They came here with the intention of watching the excitement. Who would have thought that there were so many dangers hidden behind the excitement.
"Go back and tell the people behind you that although the Realm Lord won this time, he also released a young man in silver armor. However, I probably didn't expect it when I saw the surprised expression of the ancestor of the world, but I can feel that at this time
It must be inseparable from this ancestor who destroyed the world."
Snap!
The people who originally stood up immediately slumped back to their original positions. They were frightened for a while. They seemed to have forgotten something important.
The storyteller smiled and said: "You know that this ancestor of the world is so terrifying, but do you know who this ancestor of the world was before he entered the 'immortal trace'? If you know what will happen next, you will have to find out next time!"
Snap!
"Let's go!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and left the place quickly.
When everyone left, the table where the incident occurred at the beginning never left.
Both women seemed to be relieved and couldn't help but glance at Wu Hao, who was still in a daze, and Li Xia, who was already dead.
The woman in green clothes kicked Li Xia who was lying on the ground, and said disgustedly: "Get up, stop pretending, they are all gone."
The woman in white pinched Wu Hao's bloody face with her hands and shouted: "Wake up, don't act stupid."
Wu Hao, who was originally dead, trembled and slowly got up from the ground.
"It really scared me to death. Didn't they realize that Master had to add chicken drumsticks to me today? I almost vomited my heart out."
The stupid Wu Hao's eyes slowly focused and gradually gained energy.
"Huh! What's wrong with me?" Wu Hao touched the blood on his face and couldn't help but kicked Li Xia.
"You can vomit whenever you want. It's all on my face. I almost suffocated to death."
Li Xia became angry when he heard this: "Tell me, are your hands really unwashed? Why did I really smell a strange smell?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Hao smiled awkwardly and said: "Master said this is true. After all, all the masters here are from the sect. It is inevitable that there will be a few with good noses."
When he heard that it was his master who asked him to, Li Xia didn't dare to say anything else, but he stopped talking, and Wu Hao asked in confusion: "Your heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, it seems real, and it doesn't look like what we usually practice.
Props?"
Li Xia also said: "Master asked me to do it, it has nothing to do with me."
Upon hearing this, Wu Hao's eyes widened even more. He looked at the blood and organs on the ground, then raised his hand to look at the blood on his hands, and immediately ran to the backyard to wash his face screaming.
The two women couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.
Li Xia couldn't help but ask: "Senior Sister, Third Junior Sister, why are you laughing?"
The senior sister, dressed in white, was laughing so hard that she said, "Why don't you go wash your face? You are no different from that guy Wu Hao now."
Forgot!
Lixia touched his face and immediately drew a handful of blood.
"Master, Senior Sister, Junior Sister, then I'll deal with the blood stains first."
"Go, go, we both promise not to go back and take a peek."
Li Xia ran away, shouting as he ran: "Junior brother, hurry up and wash up, senior sister and junior sister are coming to check again!"
The sound was like the sound of a bucket being knocked over. It was obvious that the younger brother was shocked by these words.
"Yunyi, stop making trouble."
"Yes, Master."
The storyteller asked the waiter to put away these things, and then said slowly: "When acting, you have to do the whole thing. Don't take off the disguise in a hurry. Later, you will have a series of scenes with the people in the inn, and then continue to act."
"Master is wise."
"Master, is what you said before true?" Third Junior Sister said, but she actually didn't understand.
If everything you say is true, then why are you acting like this?
"Haha, Master has never told a lie. You should memorize your lines first, and start as soon as the brothers have washed up. As for me, I will go upstairs to chat with my old friends."
"Yes, Master."
"Best regards, Master."
After the storyteller left, the woman in white said sternly: "Junior sister, do you know that if the previous master heard what you just said, your life would probably be lost! Although the master seems kind now, if you question the master again and again,
, then even the senior sister can’t save you.”
"You should understand that master didn't need apprentices to act in the past!"