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

The owner of the Youlai Inn where Tang Xuan and others stayed knew that the famous storyteller Tang Xuan was going to tell a story at his inn, but he was very happy.

He immediately mobilized his contacts and publicized throughout Nanyang City that Tang Xuan would be speaking at Youlai Inn this afternoon.

"Brother, I have good news for you, great news!"

"What news? Mysterious and mysterious, tell me!"

"Do you know Wang Xianzhi, who is number two in the world?"

"I know! A classic character in "The Legend of Beiliang Swordsman."

"Do you know the third young master of the Xie family?"

"Under Cuifeng Peak, next to Green Willow Lake, the third young master of Excalibur Villa, the sword god Xie Xiaofeng, who doesn't know!"

"Then do you know the creators of these classics?"

"Mr. Tang Xuan, Mr. Tang! Tell me, what good news is it? Don't talk about it!"

"Mr. Tang Xuan has come to Nanyang City, and will be storytelling at Youlai Inn this afternoon!"

"What? Isn't Mr. Tang in Jingzhou City? Why did you come to Nanyang City? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the Youlai Inn to verify it yourself! Moreover, this news is not only spread among us Jianghu people, but also the dignitaries. Youlai Inn dares to lie to us, do they dare to lie to dignitaries?"

"It makes sense, I'll go to Youlai Inn to have a look!"

"Let's go together!"

Conversations like this happened among tens of thousands of people in Nanyang City, and the news of Tang Xuan's storytelling at Youlai Inn has spread throughout Nanyang.

All the heroes and dignitaries of Nanyang City came to Youlai Inn ahead of time to occupy a good seat.

In the crowd, there was a very powerful and dangerous aura.

The owner of this breath is a mysterious man wearing a hat and a cloak, with a sword on his back.

"I'll go down."

Wei Zhuang was going to deal with this trouble, Tang Xuan stopped Wei Zhuang.

"Since you have come to the inn, you are my audience and my guest."

"There is no reason for a storyteller to expel the audience!"

Wei Zhuang glanced at Tang Xuan coldly, and stood beside Tang Xuan, with his hands resting on the hilt of his sword.

Tang Xuan sat safely behind the screen. He didn't suddenly become bolder, but Tang Xuan recognized this person, to be precise, he recognized the sword.

The whole body of the sword is as black as ink, without edge or front, and as flat as a foot. It is the token of the Mohist giant, the ink eyebrow sword.

The identity of this man is about to be revealed, the contemporary Mohist tycoon, the former Yan Taizidan.

In fact, Wei Zhuang should be able to recognize it, but Yan Dan once used Wei Zhuang's hand to fake his death, making Wei Zhuang think that Yan Dan was dead, so he didn't contact a dead person at all.

At this moment, Yan Dan's identity is a Mohist giant, and he will never reveal his identity, especially in front of Wei Zhuang.

Once the fake death is leaked, the entire Mohism will be completely destroyed by the wrath of the first emperor.

Therefore, the current Yandan would never attack Tang Xuan.

Seeing that people were almost coming, Tang Xuan Xingmu behind the screen took a picture and said loudly:
"Dear nobles of Nanyang, Xiaosheng Tang Xuan, please be polite!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a commotion in the inn.
"Youlai Inn is not lying! It's really Mr. Tang Xuan Tang!"

"I once heard Mr. Tang's storytelling in Jingzhou City, and I will never admit it wrong!"

"Mr. Tang is a good fortune to be able to tell stories in Nanyang!"

"Mr. Tang heard that you have superb swordsmanship and are the second best swordsman in the world. Can you show your skills?"

Tang Xuan patted the wood again, and said loudly:
"Everyone, Xiaosheng only tells stories today and nothing else."

"I am essentially a storyteller, and then a swordsman."

Tang Xuan cleared his throat and said:

"Before telling the story, Xiaosheng first completes the Twelve Flower Gods."

"The last time I commented on the twelve flower gods in the world, I only mentioned six of them. Today I will add the remaining six flower gods."

Seeing that the eyes of everyone in the audience were shining brightly, and some women even blushed, Tang Xuan suddenly felt a joy of grasping and revealing the password.

"Blue birds don't send messages outside the clouds, cloves are empty and sad in the rain
Xue Nu, one of the leaders of the Great Qin Mohists, is beautiful and refined, and is the god of lilac flowers,"

As soon as the words were finished, Yan Dan's sharp gaze focused on the figure behind the screen through the bamboo hat.

"I would rather die with the incense sticks on the branches, than blown into the north wind
Concubine Yan, the Eastern Jun of the Great Qin Yinyang family, is cold, beautiful and tough, and is the god of plum blossoms, "

Hearing his wife's name this time, Yan Dan's reaction was even greater, his body trembled slightly, his breathing became rapid, and his heart beat loudly in his chest like a drum.
He wished he could find Tang Xuan upstairs immediately and ask for clarification.

But rationality overwhelmed desire, and Yan Dan used the Mohism mentality, calmly, but looked at Tang Xuan with more curiosity and fear.

As for the people in the audience, there was a lot of discussion,
"The members of the Yin Yang family are very mysterious. I have never seen what Concubine Dongjun Yan looks like, but Miss Xue Nu is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life!"

"Have you seen the Snow Maiden?"

"Of course! Xuenu is the Pavilion Master of Feixue Pavilion, and I was lucky enough to meet her once."

"Tell me quickly, how beautiful is it?"

"The skin is like fat, the eyebrows are like a crescent moon, the jade fingers are like green onions, etc. Anyway, the words to praise women are definitely not wrong when used on Nongyu girl!"

"Go, go, sir, I don't understand the polite words, so I ask you, is it big? Is it upturned? Is it round?"

"hey-hey."

Seeing that everyone's discussions below are gradually challenging the bottom line of the audit, Tang Xuan hurriedly said:
"Everyone thinks that Xiaosheng judged the twelve most outstanding women in the world as flower gods, and he didn't just look at their looks!"

"If you don't have special talents, you can't become a flower god at all."

"The reason why I rated Snow Maiden as one of the Twelve Flower Gods is that her looks come second. The real consideration is her peerless dancing skills."

"The stunt dance "Lingbo Feiyan" is called by Lord Yanchun as the legend of the capital of the Yan Kingdom. It is said that it once attracted a hundred birds to dance with her."

Everyone was horrified and dumbfounded.

If these words hadn't come from Tang Xuan's mouth, everyone would never have believed that a human's dance could attract a hundred birds to accompany them!
Seeing that everyone was in a stable mood, Tang Xuan continued:

"Burning a branch of peach, the pink color is naturally good.

Sun Xiuqing, a disciple of the Emei School of the Ming Dynasty, is a god of peach blossoms with a beautiful water spirit. "

"It's not like other flowers are picked at will, and needles are hidden at the bottom of the branches and leaves.
The owner of the Daming Longmen Inn is golden and jade-encrusted, pungent and charming, and is the god of roses. "

"Although there is no gorgeous appearance to shock the crowd, fortunately there is a strong fragrance that overwhelms Jiuqiu.

The Duan family in Dali, Song Dynasty has a clear wood, elegant and pure, and is the god of jasmine. "

"Why do you need light blue and light red, it is naturally the best among flowers.

Nie Yinniang, an assassin in the Tang Dynasty, is lonely and pretty, and is the god of sweet-scented osmanthus. "

"The Twelve Flower Gods are the most outstanding women in the world, and now all the evaluations have been completed!"

Just when Tang Xuan was about to tell a story, a woman's voice suddenly sounded from the audience,
"Twelve women spread across the four dynasties, from the Taoist master Xiaomeng who lived in seclusion in the mountains, to the noble concubine Yang Yuhuan in the palace, from the mysterious concubine Yan of the Yin and Yang family, to the master Yaoyue who lived deep in the Yihua Palace, Dare to ask Mr. Tang, how did you meet these women?"

Tang Xuan glanced at the woman who was speaking. She was tall and slender, covered in a black robe, and she couldn't see her face clearly. Was she here to find fault again?

Tang Xuan said calmly:
"I've never seen these women before."

The woman in black robe continued:

"Since that's the case, isn't Mr. Tang just entertaining us?"

Tang Xuan calmly said:

"Xiaosheng said from the very beginning that the commentary by the Twelve Flower Gods is purely for entertainment, and it's the words of Xiaosheng's family, so it can't be taken seriously."

"If you believe it, the Twelve Flower Gods are the twelve most outstanding women in the world."

"If you don't believe it, then treat it as a joke."

Seeing that the black-robed woman was speechless, Tang Xuan asked lightly:
"Girl, do you have any doubts?"

The black robe woman said:

"I think the Twelve Flower Gods are biased."

"Concubine Yang Gui of the Tang Dynasty can be listed as the God of Flowers, why can't Empress Zheng and Concubine Gongsun of the Great Qin be listed as Gods of Flowers?"

"On the contrary, it is a joke that any disciple of any sect or any innkeeper can be listed as the God of Flowers!"

"It seems that Mr. Tang is in Daqin, but he pretends to be another country in his heart!"

"Or, Mr. Tang thinks that the empress and concubine of my Daqin are not as good as women from the rivers, lakes and mountains?"

All the people in the audience were not fools, and they all understood that the black-robed woman was here to find fault, to deliberately sabotage Tang Xuan's storytelling, and the crowd immediately became excited.

"Girl, if you don't want to listen to Mr. Tang's storytelling, you can go out and don't hinder me!"

"Why is your mouth so poisonous, girl? Don't you know that big hats can't be put on casually?"

"How did Mr. Tang offend you? You actually framed Mr. Tang for nothing! Bah!"

"Get out, get out, be careful I can't help but kill you bitch!"

"Get out, get out"