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"...Let's talk about the head of the Tang Sect, Mr. Tang Da, who has all the hidden weapon skills in his hands, but ten of his fingers were crippled. Although the powerful Xuantian skills are still there, he is powerless against other heroes. .”

"The Tang Sect is doing this at its own fault. It intends to develop a poison that can control the master, and it is a delusion that all life and death in the world will be in the hands of one sect. At this moment, Xiao Qiushui, the leader of the martial arts alliance, is naturally taking action. The Tang Sect's decline is just his own fault."

After saying this, the handsome young man waved his paper fan, took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and without waiting for the urging of the people below, continued:

"The head of the Tang Sect returned, and his skills were ruined. Naturally, he could not hold the position of the head of the Tang Sect. So he retired and let the Great Elder take over the position of the head of the Tang Sect."

"At this moment, the Tang Sect's strength has been greatly reduced. The elite disciples have followed Mr. Tang Da to flee the world. The strongest leader has very little skill. He even uses more than one of the machine-expanded hidden weapons ranked at the top of the list of hidden weapons."

"Such a result of the battle is unbearable even for a first-rate sect like the Tang Sect. Fortunately, the mountains in Shu are dangerous, and Gui Jianchou is even easier to defend and difficult to attack. The Tang Sect does not need to worry about other major sects taking advantage of the situation, but it is also Decide when to close the mountain, when to recover, and when to reopen the mountain.”

"In this way, four to fifty years passed by like a fleeting moment. The gates of Tangmen Mountain were tightly closed, unaware of the changes in the outside world. The royal family was decayed, the military department was empty, and the huge China fell under the iron hooves of the alien tribes on the grassland."

"The world is at war, and the rivers and lakes have never been at peace. Not to mention the patriotic heroes who posted heroic posts and joined forces to defend the country against foreign enemies. The former celebrities in the rivers and lakes cannot stop the erosion of time. The old and the dead are just like Xiao Qiushui. Amazing and beautiful people can break through barriers and reach new realms.”

"The world is in turmoil, the Five Ultimates have changed several times, and the heads of the sects are no longer what they were before. Even the leader of the martial arts alliance was elected by the same young boy. And at this time when the mountains and rivers were in turmoil, a warrior known as Xuanjun , walked out from the depths of the mountain."

After saying this, the handsome young man shook his head and waved the paper fan with dragon patterns in his hand, but he stopped talking and drank tea happily.

After a while, everyone who was immersed in the story came back to their senses one after another. They looked at the young man who had stopped telling the story on the stage. They still didn't know what the other person meant. For a while, countless copper coins flew out along with curses and complaints, and a thick layer was laid on the ground. A thick layer of copper clay.

Among them, the official who was originally going to escort Bao Er away was also one of them.Although he was startled by the startling voice at first, the storyteller seemed to have magical powers. The stories he told were not very attractive, but they could make people see the scenery of the rivers and lakes in front of their eyes, which was really hard to believe. Extricate yourself.

For a moment, he even forgot what he was here for. He was holding a cup of tea in his hand and completely ignored Bao Er, who was tied up by five flowers and was squirming like a caterpillar.

Bao [-]:……

Looking at the copper coins thrown over by the crowd and the few pieces of silver mixed in, the young storyteller on the stage also smiled happily.After drinking a few more sips of tea, he cleared his throat and pretended to thank everyone. Then he patted the gavel on the table, and with a bang, the room became quiet again.

"I don't know the specific name of this Xuanjun. I only know that he is called Xuanjun. I don't know who he inherited his strength from, but he is really a master of nature!"

"He walked out of the mountains and walked thousands of miles a day in the turbulent world. When he met thieves, he killed thieves, and when he met bandits, he killed one person. The purpose was to kill one person every ten steps and leave no trace for thousands of miles. But if he is said to be a righteous person, that is not necessarily the case. .”

"In addition to the banditry, the Yixin Temple that was once so powerful in the martial arts world was also massacred in the place he passed. The old monk Yixin can be said to be the first-class master in the world. He has no opponent except for the master. But facing Xuanjun and even I couldn’t even delay it, and I was defeated in an instant.”

"This demeanor of being both good and evil stirred up quite a stir in the already chaotic world. Some people from the Demon Cult valued his freewheeling temperament and prepared to offer him a lot of money and a high position to recruit him into the gang; some decent people were interested in Mr. Xuan. I can’t stand his style, but due to the opponent’s strength, I can’t do much.”

"Only a few major sects related to Yishin Temple are angry and are ready to show Mr. Xuan some color!"

"But Xuanjun never paid attention to the turmoil in the world. Instead, he insisted on going his own way. I don't know why, maybe the devil entered his body, or maybe he was born in response to the disaster. Xuanjun suddenly went crazy and walked out of a temple. After that, his personality suddenly changed."

"From now on, I no longer pay attention to mortals, and specifically look for powerful people in the world to attack. In just three days, the five sects that were once there were shattered into pieces, top-notch masters surrendered, and even the supreme master shed blood as a result."

"Not only the Chinese forces, but even the grassland aliens who invaded China did not escape Xuanjun's poisonous hands. In more than half a month, the few sects were completely wiped out. Hundreds of thousands of cavalry surrounded them but it had no effect at all. Instead, the enemy took advantage of it and wasted the opportunity."

"At the same time, more than ten grandmasters of the Shenzhou Wulin joined forces to subdue the crazy demon Xuanjun. However, during the battle on Huashan Mountain, the rocks collapsed and the entire mountain collapsed. The grandmaster disappeared, and only Xuanjun came down the mountain and slaughtered There is no martial arts!”

"These were the most sluggish years for the martial arts world. Even the imperial palace fell into despair and was completely swallowed up by the whirlpool of the times. Since then, the martial arts world has passed away, all the old books have been burned, and the martial arts world has been reduced to a legend."

"And the final direction Xuanjun goes to is... Tangmen, which has been closed for half a century!"

After saying the last sentence, the young man was shocked and said with a smile: "Chapter 1 of "Xuanjun" is over here. The rich will support you, and the poor will support you..."

The storyteller was very natural, but the audience listening to the book below was in a panic.

"Then boy, what do you mean by the book? The first half of what you said is quite decent, but why is it so bad at the end? What Xuanjun, those martial arts knights before, those Ruyi Jianghu are much more interesting than Xuanjun, you are like this Say, aren’t you just entertaining the family?!”

"That's right. What you said before was so good. Did you cheat me out of the rewards? Now what you said is so bad, rnm, give me your money back!"

…………

Everyone was angry and uproarious, and one word stood out in general - re-talk.

But the young storyteller stood peacefully on the stage, indifferent to the commotion below.It wasn't until everyone calmed down that they were shocked to realize that the storyteller on the stage seemed to have not moved for a long time.

A bold man walked up to the stage and gave a trembling push, but a big hole opened up.

There is no such thing as a storyteller, but he is always a paper man telling stories!

The boiling tavern was silent for a moment. After a moment of silence, the lingering fear made everyone unable to sit still. After whoever screamed first, everyone screamed hysterically and ran away. Originally, The packed tavern was instantly empty.

Only Bao Er, who was tied up with five flowers, still fell to the ground, his eyes full of despair.

"Look, with a little trick, you can easily save someone without getting yourself into trouble. If you take action, it will make too much noise."

At this time, the sound of conversation came from beside Bao Er. He turned his head with all his strength and found that at some point, two people were sitting on the wine table next to him, chatting leisurely.

One of the young men was as pure as a fairy, and the other had two bunches of antlers like antlers on his head...

Wait, people have... horns on their heads?

Bao Er rolled his eyes and fainted completely.