Daqin storyteller: I have become a sword fairy all the way

"The book is next,"

"Talented people come out from generation to generation, and a new generation replaces the old ones."

"Since the invincible third young master Xie Xiaofeng of Shenjian Villa retired from the Jianghu, a genius swordsman, a sword madman, Yan Shisan has risen in the Jianghu."

"May I ask who Yan Shisan is?"

"He became famous at the age of 17. He killed thirteen swords with one hand. He has the lives of 63 famous swordsmen in his hand. There is no one in the whole world."

"Yan Shisan is tired of this invincible loneliness, tired of the bloody life."

"He's going to find the only person who can defeat him and kill him, the third young master of the Xie family."

"Yan Shisan went to the Shenjian Villa, but the old owner of the Xie family pointed to a coffin and said that Xie Xiaofeng had been dead for seventeen days."

"Yan Shisan had no choice but to retreat, sinking his saber in the Green Willow Lake, and carved a mark on the ship's side where the sword was sinking."

in an inn,

Upstairs a screen,
Behind the screen is a mahogany table,
Standing in front of the table was a handsome young man in Tsing Yi. He looked like he was only in his double tenth year, and he was in his best years.

The man's face is like a crown jade, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, gentle and elegant, like a century-old warm jade, and like a spring willow bud.

It's a pity that a screen prevented everyone from enjoying such a prosperous beauty.

However, the people in the audience are not gathered here because of the man's appearance, what everyone is fascinated by is the story in the man's mouth.

Stories that are wonderful and unforgettable.

This Baiyun Inn is a small inn located in a remote location in Jingzhou City, and its business is basically beyond its means.

But after Tang Xuan came, the situation in the inn changed greatly.

Tang Xuan's storytelling "The Legend of the Northern Liang Swordsman" presents a wonderful river and lake, attracting the guests who like to listen to the whole Jingzhou City.

A month has passed, and in the small Baiyun Inn, there were people queuing up early in the morning to wait for Tang Xuan's storytelling, but they couldn't find a place to stay in the inn when they arrived late.

The many guests who came to listen to the book naturally drove the consumption of Baiyun Inn, which made Baiyun Inn earn a lot of money for a while.

Under the stage, a charming woman in red stood beside a cold white-haired man, pouted and said:
"That Yan Shisan is so stupid, he would do such a stupid thing!"

The white-haired man tightly held the shark-toothed sword in his hand, and replied coldly:
"You don't understand, that's the loneliness of a swordsman, that's the despair of a swordsman."

"It is very normal for a swordsman to do any absurd things in loneliness and despair."

The girl in red smiled and said:

"Xiao Zhuang, let me just say, you will definitely be interested in Mr. Tang's storytelling!"

"You still haven't thanked me?"

The white-haired man snorted coldly and stopped talking.

The white-haired man sighed in his heart, why did Xie Xiaofeng, the number one in the world, die, how lonely Yan Shisan would be like that!

Similarly, the white-haired man thought of his senior brother.

If he died, he would sink his sword into the bottom of the lake like Yan Shisan did!

After a pause, the voice continued to come from behind the screen,

"However, how could the real sword god Xie Xiaofeng die?"

"Xie Xiaofeng has long been tired of the strife between Jianghu and the burden of fame."

"He gave up everything he had as the No. [-] sword in the world, abandoned the status and wealth he was born with, and lived in a small town under his name to become the most useless Aji."

"He went to pick up dung, he ate the steamed buns in the sewage, and he didn't fight back when others chopped him seven or eight times, because here, he is not the sword god Xie Xiaofeng, he is the most useless Aji."

"Here, he is in pain and joy."

Everyone yelled after hearing this:

"Sword God is like this? Crazy!"

"You can't fight back, trash man!"

"How can there be happiness in such a life? What a pervert!"

"I don't want to listen to the story of this trash, I want to listen to the story of Long Aotian."

"Young Master Tang, don't tell the story, change a story!"

The two swords were unsheathed, and the sound of the swords was like a dragon's chant,

The two swords brought a bitter chill, which dropped the temperature of the entire inn by more than ten degrees.

The other person who drew the sword was an old man in gray robe. The white-haired man looked at the wooden sword in the hand of the old man in gray robe and said:

"Good swordsmanship."

The old man in gray robe rested his gaze on the shark-toothed sword, and praised:
"Good sword."

The white-haired man glanced at everyone and said coldly:

"Anyone who dares to disturb Mr. Tang's storytelling will be killed!"

The old man in gray robe cupped his hands and said with a smile:
"Can you sell me some face and let me listen to Mr. Tang's story in peace."

As the largest city on the border of the Great Qin Dynasty, Jingzhou City is close to the major dynasties, and there are many people from the rivers and lakes.
Everyone in the audience is from Jingzhou City, they all know some things in the Jianghu, and they all know how powerful the swordsman is. At this moment, they are frightened by the extremely dangerous sword intent, so naturally they are completely silent.

"Everyone, don't panic, just listen to Xiaosheng speak slowly."

Behind the screen, the boy's clear voice sounded again,
"Xie Xiaofeng has been Xie Xiaofeng for a day, and he will be Xie Xiaofeng all his life."

"People are in the rivers and lakes, they can't help themselves, how can they quit easily?"

"Because the boarding family was silenced, the useless Aji had to pick up the sword again, reenter the rivers and lakes, and become Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of Shenjian Villa."

"Due to a chance meeting, Yan Shisan ushered in a duel with Xie Xiaofeng."

"It's a maple grove where the setting sun is like blood. The two top swordsmen in the rivers and lakes will decide the outcome here."

"In order to defeat Xie Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan created fourteen and fifteen swords in addition to the thirteen deadly swords."

"Yan Shisan's first fourteen swords, no matter how many changes and how fast they are, were all taken by Xie Xiaofeng one by one."

"Because those are all mortal swordsmanship, Xie Xiaofeng is a sword god, and mortal swordsmanship can't defeat him at all."

"He used the last fifteen deadly swords."

"Death-killing No. 15 sword is a magic sword that transcends the mortal world. It kills the heavens and the earth. The sword energy is vertical and horizontal. No one can stop it. If you block it, you will die!"

"Because Yan Shisan once saved Xie Xiaofeng's life, he only wanted to defeat his opponent in the duel, not to take his life."

"However, the deadly No.15 sword is a poisonous dragon sublimated from a poisonous snake. It has made Yan Shisan unable to control it, and it has become his inner demon."

"So, in order to fulfill Xie Xiaofeng's name as the sword god, and to get rid of his inner demons, Yan Shisan chose to turn the sword and cut his own throat the moment the No. 15 sword was used."

"Xie Xiaofeng is alive, Yan Shisan is dead."

"From the perspective of others, Xie Xiaofeng won, but only Xie Xiaofeng knew that he was defeated."

"After this battle, Xie Xiaofeng lost his right thumb, and he will never be able to hold a sword again in this life."

"Xie Xiaofeng withdrew from the rivers and lakes, and legends of Xie Xiaofeng are everywhere in the rivers and lakes."

"There are poems to prove it:
Thanking the wine is hard to get rid of, and the guest is heartbroken, Xiaoyun opens the mouth and flies frost.

The green water flowing in front of the peak is endless, and the cold light is still like a sword light. "

There was a "pop" from behind the screen, Xingmu slapped it, and the story ended.

Very rarely, there was no applause from the audience, not even a single word.

Everyone was immersed in the battle between Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan, even those who didn't know martial arts and swords were thinking about the duel between Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan.

Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan, does that really matter?

Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan, why can't the world accommodate two such amazingly talented swordsmen at the same time?
Did Yan Shisan fulfill Xie Xiaofeng, or did Xie Xiaofeng fulfill Yan Shisan?
After a long time, everyone in the audience applauded.

At first, there were a few sparse sounds, and then they became louder and louder like raindrops, and finally the applause was like thunder, echoing throughout the inn.

"Okay, wonderful!"

"Young Master Tang is right, come back tomorrow!"

"I really yearn for the world of swordsmen!"

"Mr. Tang said, I wish I could die instead of Yan Shisan!"

Accompanied by the jingling sound of the money tipped by the guests falling into the basin.

The old man in gray robe let out a long sigh, his face full of loneliness.

The white-haired man's heart was full of blood, and he secretly said:

"Xie Xiaofeng is happy because he has his old enemy Yan Shisan."

"Yan Shisan is also happy, because he has the divine sword Xie Xiaofeng."

"I am also happy, because I have a senior brother!"

"Brother, I must defeat you and become the number one swordsman in the world!"

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