I awakened the storyteller system

Hearing the guests here couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, and they all shouted:
"As expected of the rebirth of a strong man, this is a direct jump of eight small realms!"

"Who says it's not? The old man in black is probably confused."

"If only I existed like this!"

"If I'm so powerful, I guess I can also enter this list of proud people!"

"I'm the only one who feels that this Ling Tian is going too far. He first snatched the old man's things, and the old man just wants to get them back, so it's not too much!"

"I'm afraid you're not a Holy Mother! Isn't that the world of cultivating immortals?"

Hearing everyone's discussion, Ying Zheng smiled slightly and said to Fu Su beside him, "Do you think it's right to do this?"

Fu Su smiled slightly and said, "I think what he did was right. Mr. Ye taught me before that a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way."

Hearing Fusu's words, Ying Zheng said, "What does this sentence mean?"

Fu Su smiled slightly and said, "What Mr. Ye said is that I like your property, so it makes sense that this is mine."

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction: "This sentence is very reasonable, Mr. Ye is a good teacher! Finally, I have my demeanor."

"Oh!"

I saw Ye Wentian slap Xingmu in front of him, and continued to speak: "The book continues from last time. We just said that Ling Tian broke the old man's formation."

"The old man was shocked when he saw that Ling Tian had actually broken his formation. Strands of black aura burst out from the old man's body, covering the old man."

"Ling Tian's heart trembled slightly when he saw this scene, he stomped on the ground and rushed towards the old man, his right hand clenched his fist and slammed towards the old man."

"{Dragon Elephant Prajna Fist!}"

"As Ling Tian's words fell, a golden light burst out from Ling Tian's body, and Ling Tian's momentum even broke through to the third level of martial arts."

"Following Ling Tian's punch, the temperature between the sky and the earth rose sharply."

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were suddenly raised: "Will Ling Tian be able to kill this old man?"

"I don't think there is any problem with winning. The only problem is whether he can kill that old man!"

"That's right! The aura of this old man has even reached the ninth level of a martial artist, which is much higher than Ling Tian. If he wants to run away, Ling Tian won't be able to keep him at all."

In the box on the second floor, Venerable Longyan looked at the young man beside him and asked, "What do you think will happen after this incident?"

"Your Majesty, I am not sure about this matter either!"

"After all, this Ling Tian is a strong man reborn and must know many secret arts, but this black-robed old man is also a strong man of the ninth level of martial arts, so his strength is definitely not low."

Venerable Longyan nodded, and continued to speak: "I personally feel that Ling Tian should win."

The young man couldn't help but asked with some doubts: "Your Majesty, why do you say that, you must know that the realm of this old man in black is so high?"

Venerable Longyan said slowly: "It's because Ling Tian is the main character in this book."

At this time, I heard Ye Wentian continue to speak: "Just now we mentioned that Ling Tian threw his fist, and the temperature of the sky and the earth suddenly rose."

"The black-robed old man also felt the threat from Ling Tian's fist, and stomped the crutch in his hand. Suddenly, the wind swept across the world, and a python covered in black scales slowly crawled out. .”

"The moment Ling Tian saw that python, a faint golden light radiated from his eyes, and the dagger in his hand swung out fiercely, slashing at that python fiercely."

"But this python was not broken by Ling Tian's sword as Ling Tian expected."

"Snapped!"

At this moment, Ye Wentian's folding fan mingled, and the crisp sound instantly resounded throughout the Tianji Pavilion.

Hearing this voice, the hearts of countless old listeners suddenly jumped. They were all too familiar with this movement. This was Ye Wentian's movement after he finished speaking the book.

Sure enough, Ye Wentian said slowly: "This is the end of today's storytelling. If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

Hearing Ye Wentian's words, the people in Tianji Pavilion let out howls of ghosts and wolves: "Mr. Ye, maybe I am not a real person, but you are a real dog!"

"Mr. Ye, you don't know how I've spent the past ten days. I can't eat and I can't sleep well. It's because I want to listen to you and I'm so dazed with anticipation!"

"Mr. Ye, keep talking, don't stop!"

"Mr. Ye, you're going too far! Every time you want to tantalize people and then don't say anything!"

Ye Wentian just smiled, and then continued: "Last time we finished distinguishing the peerless list, we all know that this person's strength is indistinguishable from his own weapons, now let's classify the top ten weapons in the world! "

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that Mr. Ye was going to classify the weapons in the world as good or bad!

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes became fanatical, because as long as they find a way to obtain the weapons Ye Wentian mentioned, their strength can be greatly improved.

So everyone urged: "Mr. Ye, hurry up! I can't wait!"

"That's right, Mr. Ye, don't delay, tell me quickly."

"Mr. Ye, you'd better tell me where those weapons are."

"Yes! Mr. Ye, I want one too!"

"I'm afraid you haven't woken up! You don't even look at your current cultivation level, and you want one too. You should go home and dream!"
Hearing his companion's words, the speaking monk couldn't help lowering his head to look at the rusty iron sword in his hand, and finally he could only sigh helplessly.

Ying Zheng was slowly stroking the long sword pinned to his waist, thinking: Could this long sword of mine be one of the top ten magical weapons?
Ying Zheng slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist, bursting out with a noble aura.

But soon Ying Zheng shook his head. Although his long sword is not ordinary, it is still far from reaching the top ten in the world.

Thinking of this, a golden light radiated from the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven, and he needed to seize one of his own strength from the weapon in it to obtain a qualitative improvement.

He could even surpass Ying Zheng and the others. When he thought of this, Emperor secretly made up his mind that it would be best if he could get one. If he couldn't get it, he couldn't let others get it, otherwise it would destroy the balance of the whole world.

Thinking of this, the Emperor of Heaven cast his eyes on Ye Wentian on the high platform.