Fast travel: The host is too crazy to shoot, the system can't stop it

Chapter 193 Postscript ([-]) Storyteller in the Immortal Cultivation World
In the south of the Yangtze River in spring, the streets are bustling with tourists admiring flowers and taking friends for outings.

There were storytellers in the teahouse chatting about the world, telling anecdotes and interesting stories in a cadence that was captivating, and the whole hall was packed.

Xingmu's side took the case, the storyteller stopped temporarily, and a story came to an end.

There are some people who are still unsatisfied, and some people are not interested.

"Hey, storyteller, I've heard what you said a long time ago, is there something different?"

"That's right. Anyway, it's a little bit of grievance and hatred between those aristocratic sects. Why don't you mention the matter of the top sect?"

This person did not specify which sect he belonged to, but everyone knew that Jiange was the largest sect in the world of cultivating immortals, and Jiange deserved it.

Someone below pointed out: "How can you talk nonsense, otherwise you will die if you offend."

As we all know, Jiange is not only the number one sect, but even the current fairy master is from Jiange.

"What are you talking about? It seems that there is something shameful about Jiange." A girl with a bright face next to her raised her eyebrows and said loudly: "Do you dare to hide behind your back and talk nonsense?"

The man's face changed, and he said angrily: "Where did you come from, little girl? Just interrupt!"

Not to be outdone, the girl retorted, "You don't care where I come from."

That girl was very angry, but seeing that the girl's clothes didn't look like a small school, she felt a little bit guilty in her heart, and after glaring at her, she didn't dare to make a move.

"Senior Sister," the boy at the side quietly tugged at the girl's clothes, and said in a low voice, "Restrain yourself, we sneaked out, it's best not to be noticed."

The girl waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I know."

The girl's name is Shu Xingyu, and the young man beside her is Nangong Su. Both of them are disciples of Jiange, but this time the situation is special, they are not wearing disciple uniforms, so no one will recognize them.

"Hey, it's not that I don't want to talk about it, it's just that there are too many truths and lies about Jiange, so I can't talk nonsense."

As soon as the storyteller said these words, everyone's attention returned to the stage without paying attention to the episode.

"What's the matter?" The interest of the people below was aroused, "Everyone here is just listening to something interesting, we have our own discretion about whether it is true or not."

As soon as the words came out, everyone echoed one after another, urging the storyteller to hurry up.

The storyteller shook his fan, very satisfied with the atmosphere in his heart, woke up and clapped the hall, and everyone was quiet.

"If you want to talk about Jiange, the good deeds of Jiange in recent years are obvious to all in the world, and no one can criticize it. If you have to tell some anecdotes, it is nothing more than the relationship between the current Jiange Lord and the current Immortal Lord."

"When the Immortal Lord ascended the throne, he cleaned up the scumbag sects in the world of immortality with iron and blood, and established nineteen sects of immortality. Ordinary people can get timely protection. Therefore, although the fairy master rarely shows up, he is widely praised among the fairy family and ordinary people."

"It stands to reason that such a master of cultivation should have a good relationship with the biggest sect in the cultivation world. What's more, the fairy master also came out of the Jiange, but the master of the sword pavilion just doesn't like the fairy master very much."

Someone below interjected: "It is true that the relationship between the Lord of Jiange and the Immortal Lord is not good, but don't they hate each other? Is it just that the Lord of Jiange doesn't want to see the Immortal Lord? What is the attitude of the Immortal Lord?"

"The attitude of the Immortal Lord?" The storyteller pointed out: "Everyone, look at every decision made by Jiange, which time the Immortal Lord did not support it?"

Someone raised an objection: "But Jiange's decision-making has never been wrong every time. There is no reason for the fairy master to veto it."

The storyteller reminded: "Everyone should know that 'no veto' and 'full support' are two different things."

"That's really strange," the subordinate nodded, "The way is the same but they don't conspire with each other. I'm afraid there is something in the past."

"Hey," Shu Xingyu couldn't help but whispered to the people around him when he heard this, "Does your father really not want to see the Immortal Lord?"

Nangong Su frowned and said, "I don't know, but he really doesn't like others to mention the name of the Immortal Lord in private, and it's been better in recent years."

"Stop being a storyteller, we're not here to listen to you talking about these things, you should know a little bit about their past events."

The storyteller patted Xingmu and continued: "This discussion of the past must begin with Yao Heng's disaster more than ten years ago. The Nine Star Sect was in chaos, and both the immortal sect and the people suffered from it. Even the Lord of the Sword Pavilion was appointed at that time. Therefore, there were really heavy casualties.”

"That fellow Yao Heng is cruel and ruthless, and the other scumbags colluded with him, disturbing the world. Fortunately, the heavens have eyes. He was killed by others, but there is no body left. The problem is that most people don't know how to kill him. Who is Yao Heng?"

Someone retorted: "What's the matter, isn't the one who killed Yao Heng the Immortal Lord?"

"This statement is wrong. This statement is just a rumor, and the fairy master has never admitted it."

"Then who are you talking about?"

The storyteller shook his fan and said, "Things back then were complicated and those who experienced them kept it secret. However, I traveled all over the country in the past few years and learned a lot. For example, as far as I know, the Lord of Jiange and the Immortal Lord were not only They came from the same sect, and they were also under the same elder's sect in Jiange."

"And this elder is the one who killed Yao Heng, and he is also the No. 1 one who dared to start the purge of the world of cultivating immortals."

"That's not right," someone wondered, "According to what you said, that elder has such achievements, and his disciples are all famous, why haven't we heard of it?"

"Since ancient times, the first one to stand up is also the one who bears the brunt of it. Although the elder killed Yao Heng, he died because of it. As for why no one from Baijia mentioned his name, he was unwilling at first, but later he dared not."

Shu Xingyu also heard Xing's head, and took the initiative to say: "Why don't you want to, and why don't you dare?"

"I don't want to, because the Baijia made a mistake at the time. Not only did they not help the elder at the beginning, they even attacked him because of Yao Heng's bewitching. It was not until the Immortal Lord ascended the throne that the truth came out a few years later. It will be revealed to the world."

Shu Xingyu frowned when he heard this, and said disdainfully: "Co-authoring means that you don't want to admit your mistakes, so what happens if you don't dare later?"

The storyteller continued: "Later, it was the Immortal Master's intention that he didn't dare. He forbids anyone to mention his mentor, so naturally no one dares to mention it."

"Ah?" Nangong Su was confused, "Why doesn't Immortal Master allow it? Don't you want your master to be remembered by the world?"

The storyteller smiled and lowered his voice: "Because his master died at his hands."

As soon as these words came out, the lobby was silent for a moment and then immediately started to become noisy.

"This is why the Immortal Master and the Lord of the Sword Pavilion have always been at odds with each other. You must know that the Immortal Master's accession to the throne was all thanks to him killing his master. After all, the enemy of hundreds of families at that time was that elder. The Immortal Master killed his relatives righteously. This Only then was he recommended by everyone.”

"At that time, hundreds of schools of thought believed that the elder was the murderer of the tragedy. It was not until a few years later that the Immortal Lord and the Lord of Jiange rectified the name of the mentor. However, the person had passed away, and the reason was not explained by the common people. It is better to leave a place of peace and comfort the deceased in peace. .”

"In the final analysis, name rectification and mourning are all for the living to see. The dead have passed away. Whether we future generations boast, respect, or criticize, who can really empathize?"

"I heard that the Immortal Master had tried the technique of resurrection and refused to return the body of his teacher. At that time, he had a very unpleasant fight with Jiange. However, after meeting with the saintesses of the Snow Clan, he never mentioned that matter again. His teacher had to be buried in Jiange. This Immortal Master is also practicing in closed doors, and rarely shows up."

Some people are curious, "What did the Snow Clan Saint say? To make the Immortal Lord give up just like that?"

You must know that the resurrection from the dead is miraculous, but the Immortal Lord is a person who has reached the pinnacle, so it may not be completely impossible. If there is such a chance, why not try it?

The storyteller said in embarrassment: "How can I know about the secret meeting between the saint and the fairy?"

Even the storyteller didn't know, but the people below began to think about it, and joked casually: "I'm afraid the saint has something to do with the elder, so why don't you go ask the immortal master to bury your lover early?"

This was completely unfounded nonsense, but I couldn't bear everyone's love to hear it, and laughter immediately came from below.

"Stop talking, okay?" Shu Xingyu couldn't bear to listen and warned: "No wonder the Immortal Master doesn't let people mention the name of his mentor, because he is afraid that you guys will disturb the cleanliness of others!"

"Everyone," the storyteller patted Xingmu, "It's true, it's true, it's false, it's true, just listen to it and it's over. Please don't worry too much, let's stop here."

The crowd disagreed, "Hey, storyteller, you half-spoken and didn't even mention the person's name, how can you be like that."

"Yes, what about the name, at least tell me."

The storyteller saluted and said: "I don't know, I really don't know, as for the name, I don't know either, that elder has passed away, why let him contaminate the world again."

After that, regardless of the retention and dissatisfaction of the people in the teahouse, he insisted on saying goodbye and leaving.

The people in the lobby chattered for a while, but after the refreshments, they gradually lost interest. After all, it was just a matter of the past. Who would be happy to pursue it except the parties involved?Just live your life right now.

The guests in the teahouse left in sevens and eights, and in the end only a few scattered people remained.

"Senior Sister, when are we leaving?" Nangong Su asked after seeing that Shu Xingyu hadn't moved for a long time.

Shu Xingyu waved his hand and said, "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, let me go over the story just now."

"It's probably going to be dark by the time you finish stroking, so don't worry your master to death."

Suddenly there was a clear voice from the side, Shu Xingyu subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw a man in Tsing Yi sitting by the window, pouring tea in a leisurely manner, when the tea was full, he looked up at the two of them, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile : "How many days have you sneaked out? Have you decided to copy the Tao Te Ching several times when you go back?"

"Master Jing?!" The two teenagers were so frightened that they stood up and subconsciously stood at attention.

Jing Wenyu smiled, "You two enjoyed listening to the story outside."

"No, no, no," Shu Xingyu quickly admitted, "It's all fake. We all know that rumors are limited to wise men, and Jiange disciples will never follow others' advice."

"Oh?" Mentioning this Jing Wenyu said thoughtfully: "I feel that the storyteller basically didn't talk nonsense."

"Huh?" Shu Xingyu subconsciously said, "The Immortal Lord really killed his master?"

"Maybe he killed it, maybe it was manslaughter, or maybe his master committed suicide. Who knows about this except the person involved?"

Seeing that Jing Wenyu had no intention of punishing him and was willing to mention that matter, the two juniors asked cautiously with their strong curiosity, "What did the Snow Clan saintess say to the fairy master?"

Jing Wenyu raised her head and repeated, "What did you say?"

The two juniors were immediately discouraged, and Jing Wenyu didn't know it.

Unexpectedly, Jing Wenyu continued: "I do know this."

The two juniors pricked up their ears again, and under their expectant eyes, Jing Wenyu said slowly: "It's your fault, not your fault. Life and death are fixed, and the past is gone."

At that time, Jing Wenyu watched Cang Shu's eyes gradually change from doubt to incredulity, and finally to sadness, great sadness. He seemed to remember something, and knelt down slowly while pressing his head...

What did Cang Shu remember?Jing Wenyu didn't know, nor was he interested in knowing, anyway, it was his own business.

"What...what does this mean?" The two juniors were confused.

Jing Wenyu smiled, raised the tea in his hand, and said casually, "How would I know."

"Then... name?" Nangong Su saw that Jing Wenyu was in a good mood and continued to ask, "Can we know the name of that elder? He should be considered my master."

"The name," Jing Wenyu fiddled with the tea leaves, raised his eyes to signal out of the window, and said, "The name is right outside."

The two juniors didn't know why, subconsciously raised their heads and looked out the window──
The spring water is clear in the sky, the embankment willows become smoke, the breeze passes by, the catkins dance with the wind, and the sky is scattered. It is not snow or flowers, but snow is also flowers. It confuses the eyes of tourists, but it never stays. OK……

Shu Xingyu frowned slightly, and murmured, "Feixu...Jiangnan Feixu?"

(End of this chapter)