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

Not long after, most of the crowd had dispersed.

The Fusu group, the Liusha group headed by Wei Zhuang, the two Yinyang family members, and the farmer family led by Tian Yan, these four forces still stayed in the inn, sitting calmly, as if waiting for something, no one said a word.

Boss Xie of the inn saw these people dressed in gold and silver with extraordinary auras, they were not ordinary people at first glance, he asked with a smile on his face:

"My lords, the book is over, what else is there?"

The four voices sounded almost simultaneously,

"Little sage Zhuang Funian, I have something important to discuss with Mr. Tang."

"I'm looking for Tang Xuan."

"Tell Tang Xuan to come out quickly, our business is not over yet!"

"Nongjia Tianyan, come to pay a visit to Mr. Tang."

Boss Xie looked embarrassed and said with difficulty:
"My lords, Mr. Tang is very tired from storytelling while sick. He has gone back to his room to rest."

The four of them didn't reply, they just looked at Boss Xie quietly, their gentle or sharp eyes pressed down on this man who knew his fate like a mountain, cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Mr. Tang, come out quickly!

What freaks are you befriending!
Old man, I can't stand it anymore!

The oppressive silence was first broken by Zhang Han, who was about to go upstairs with a cold face.
"One of the most honorable people in Daqin is waiting for a grassroots person here. Daqin has no such reason!"

Zhang Han pushed Boss Xie away. Although he barely used any force, he still made Boss Xie fall to the ground.

A sharp sword cry,

The shark-toothed sword lay across the stairs, blocking Zhang Han.

"Are you going to be an enemy of the empire?"

"Haven't I already been listed as a wanted criminal by you?"

"Tang Xuan has nothing to do with you. If you go back, I can pretend that I didn't see it."

"Your master hasn't spoken yet, are you a lackey who wants to teach me how to do things?"

Da Si Ming appeared beside Wei Zhuang like lightning,

"Wei Zhuang, how many people can you stop?"

Wei Zhuang looked at Da Si Ming and said with a contemptuous smile:

"I hope you can force him to draw his sword!"

Da Si Ming gritted her teeth in anger, this was the greatest humiliation in her life.

She knows how to endure, but the innocent Shao Si Ming will only express her likes and dislikes bluntly.

A teacup flew towards Wei Zhuang like a fired shell, but was blocked by a red whip-like rapier halfway.

With a bang, the ground was broken into pieces.

Zi Nu held Chi Lianjian and looked at Shao Siming with a smile. Zhang Liang also pulled out his own Lingxu Sword and stared at Shao Siming.

Seeing that Shao Si Ming had already made a move, Da Si Ming knew that it was impossible to be good at this time, so he flew into the air with a blood skull handprint and struck Wei Zhuang like lightning.
Without showing any weakness, Wei Zhuang slashed out a majestic sword energy.

Just when the two were about to meet, an old Taoist priest in Tsing Yi stood up from the corner of the inn,
The old Taoist seemed to appear out of thin air, standing between the blood skull's handprint and Wei Zhuang's sword aura, standing out of nowhere, stretching out his hand, holding the sword aura with one hand, and holding the bloody skull with the other,

Gently pinching the wrinkled hands, the sword energy and the blood-colored skull dissipated invisible, as if it wasn't the ghost valley sword energy or the Yin Yang family's secret technique, but a cloud of dust.

"Young people, don't be so angry, you guys are having fun, this inn can't stand your toss."

"The inn was tossed down by you, what should I do if the people are crushed? Even if the people escape by chance, it is not good to crush the flowers and plants!"

The old Taoist in Tsing Yi said with a smile, his tone full of cynical freedom.

Everyone can see that this old Taoist priest is a peerless master.

Not to mention his means of standing in the air with nothing, not to mention his means of easily transforming the ghost valley swordsmanship and the secret art of the Yin Yang family into invisible with one hand, it is only said that he has been staying in the inn but no one has discovered his concealment means , it is terrifying.

In a small inn, it is impossible for everyone standing around to have a visual perspective, but why didn't anyone notice this old man?

Moreover, the old dao in front of him was obviously powerful, but he didn't have any internal force fluctuations at all. He was just an ordinary person who hadn't practiced martial arts?

There are only a handful of masters who have reached this level in the world, and there are only two or three masters of Taoism, but they are not comparable to the people in front of them.

All kinds of mysteries shrouded this old man in Tsing Yi, and everyone was afraid and curious about this old man in Tsing Yi.

Zhang Han immediately stood in front of the son Fusu, and looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him with fear.

Wei Zhuang put away his sword, and bowed his hands respectfully to the Tsing-clothed old man who was obviously stronger than him by several levels:

"Guigu Weizhuang, pay my respects to seniors."

Although Wei Zhuang has an arrogant personality and likes challenges, he is not a fool.

Fighting with people who are close to your realm is a challenge, and fighting with people whose realm is much higher than your own is called sending you to death.

For this Taoist who brought him as much pressure as his former master Guiguzi, Wei Zhuang respected him from the bottom of his heart—only respect for the strong.

As if there was an invisible ladder in the air, the old Taoist in Tsing Yi walked down from midair step by step.

Standing out of emptiness can be done in many exercises, but like an old man, without any fluctuation of internal force, stepping on the air like a mortal and walking down naturally, that is a scene that you can't even think about.

When everyone saw this kind of fairy trick, they all dared not move an inch.

The old Taoist in Tsing Yi looked at Wei Zhuang and said with regret:
"People from the Guigu sect!"

"One of the old Tao's biggest regrets is that he didn't fight Guiguzi!"

"Your swordsmanship has already improved a bit, and in another 20 years, you may be able to let the old man draw his sword."

"The old man is optimistic about you, and hopes to let me see the real ghost valley swordsmanship."

Wei Zhuang replied neither humble nor overbearing:

"The junior very much hopes to fight against the senior as soon as possible."

Young Master Fusu stepped forward at this moment, bowed slightly and said:

"Daqin Fusu, pay homage to the Taoist priest."

"I don't know how to call him?"

The old Taoist in Tsing Yi smiled and said:

"An old-fashioned little person is not worth worrying about, Mr. Fusu."

Fusu was at a loss for words for a while, and didn't know how to answer.

The old Taoist in Tsing Yi turned his head to look at Da Si Ming, and said slowly:

"Little girl, meeting is fate."

"The old man took your handprint and sent you a word."

"A solitary yin does not grow, a solitary yang does not grow, and when yin and yang combine, everything happens. This is the way of heaven."

"Little girl, your natural personality is fire, and you practice such a fierce technique."

"If you don't change, little girl, you won't live to be 60 years old."

Da Si Ming bit her lip lightly, obviously she knew her situation.

Da Si Ming said lightly:
"I am responsible for my own affairs, so I don't need to worry about it."

The old Taoist in Tsing Yi sighed and said:

"The Yin Yang family is really wicked, to teach such a practice."

"Haha, the old man is nosy again!"

The old Taoist in Tsing Yi looked at Tian Yan, who had a very low sense of existence, with meaningful eyes.

Although he didn't show any murderous intent or malice, the short few breaths when the old man looked at Tian Yan made Tian Yan feel as if he was being suppressed by a mountain, unable to breathe or move.

Fortunately, this kind of confinement is only for three or two breaths. The old Taoist in Tsing Yi said to Tian Yan alone in a voice that transmitted sound into the secret:

"Have mercy and forgiveness."

Tian Yan's heart was shocked, and he forced a smile to the old Taoist in Tsing Yi.

The old Taoist in Tsing Yi raised his head and looked upstairs, and said loudly:

"Young Master Tang, you have been watching for so long, shouldn't it be time to come down?"

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