Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

Saying it is tantamount to talking in vain, but seeing Dao Yi's sophistication, he probably won't give him an accurate number.

"In short, don't mortals have a good saying, when the sky falls, there will be a tall one holding it up, and I will wait for the tall one. Don't worry, take it step by step. If you still have time, even if you don't have time, I will wait." Will give it time!"

At the end of the talk, Dao Yi was full of momentum, with a domineering intent, and he really couldn't see that laughing and rambunctious look.

Only then did Henry Zhang realize that in the final analysis, the detached person in front of him, who has been searching for the truth for countless times, and whose mind has been honed over time, is a taboo existence standing above all spirits, so how could he be just a good guy?

"The junior thanked the senior for clearing up the confusion, and thanked the senior for their contributions to the heavens and all spirits."

Henry Zhang got up and saluted.

"Don't make such fools, go back and practice hard. I hope that the next time I see you, you won't ask me to pay off the debt."

Dao raised Henry Zhang out of thin air and said.

Henry Zhang looked at the familiar stone table in front of him, and smiled again: "Hey, senior, you see we are here again, how about another game?"

"roll."

Dao twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed angrily.

Henry Zhang knew in his heart that this was seeing off the guests, so he took another sip of tea cheekily, and was about to leave, not to mention, the tea here was all good stuff.

He walked down the mountain for a few steps, but was stopped by Dao Yi again.

"Having said so much, why don't you ask what the truth-seeking mark is for?"

Henry Zhang turned his head and saluted again: "Since this opportunity is gone, I don't worry about it any more. Knowing its function, what does it mean to the younger generation? It's just to add regret, the younger generation bid farewell."

After that, he walked down the hill step by step.

On the mountainside, Dao Yi put away the tea set, looked at the figure walking out of the real spirit place, and smiled admiringly.

The function of the truth-seeking mark is to "awaken" the soul when the truth-seeking is the most dangerous, just like "waking up" in a nightmare before being swallowed by a hungry ghost, so as to avoid death.

And this imprint is unlimited.

This is why the Immortal Emperor of the True Spirit World is so powerful.

Zhang Xuansheng, Zhang Xuansheng, you are smart, it is right not to ask about the function of this thing.

Otherwise, it will be more dangerous to seek the truth because of regret.

A vast and ancient voice resounded beside Dao Yi, and several other detached people woke up.

"Daoyi, tell me, how long will it take for him to escape?"

"I don't know, I don't know"

Dao shook his head.

"Detachment? You are the only one, how can you seek the truth?"

"Yeah, it's the only one, why seek the truth?"

Daoyi smiled, but didn't know what he was laughing at.

"Why didn't you tell him?"

"It's useless to tell him. When he has searched all the lines by himself, he will understand, alas."

Dao sighed.

"Then how did he escape?"

"Seeking the truth is not a matter of talk, the facts are not true, the truth is true, the false is false, the false and the true, between the false and the true, in the end he still has to rely on himself."

Daoyi looked at the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

Chapter 640 Three Storytellers

Saying goodbye to Daoyi, Henry Zhang gave birth to the real spirit.

He was originally anxious to take the Western Continent back to the only real world, but after thinking about it, he finally came to the real spirit world, and it was a bit unreasonable not to meet his old friends.

He was sent out of the Real Spirit Land by Daoyi last time, so he didn't know the entrance to the True Spirit Land. After coming out this time, he found that it was actually at the junction of the Kingdom of the Holy Spirit and the Kingdom of Fantasy.

This is a seemingly simple town. The reason why it is said to be seemingly simple is because the buildings here look like farmhouses, but in fact, there are other caves everywhere.

There were not many people walking around in the town, but when Henry Zhang appeared on the sacrificial altar, he still attracted the attention of many people.

Henry Zhang swiped his spiritual thoughts, knowing that this was probably the gathering place for the descendants of the detached people mentioned by Dao Yi, and the strength was indeed uneven.

Judging from the outside, it is not as good as those big sects, not even a fairy king.

"Just passing by."

Zhang Xuansheng watched many "villagers" kowtow to him, he must have mistaken him for the seniors in the real spirit land, left a word, and then shuttled away.

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"Last time, Fairy Xuanyue beat Tianjiao of the same generation, and the battle with Mr. Bai was so dark. The whole battle lasted for more than three months. In the end, the advantages of the chaotic body were continuously stimulated, and Mr. Bai was suppressed strongly... ..."

Revisiting the old place, Zhang Xuansheng also followed Daoyi's instructions, and was not too impatient. After arriving in the Holy Spirit Kingdom, he also walked around the world.

At this moment, he was interested first, and went to a restaurant to eat and drink, but he ran into a storyteller. Coincidentally, it turned out to be his story.

It's just that he is very dissatisfied with the wording of the storyteller, what is "the sky is dark and the earth is dark", combined with the context before and after, those who don't know think they are doing something.

Also, I obviously defeated Bai Wuhen very quickly, so why did it take three months?

But he also knows that in order to attract customers, these storytellers will probably exaggerate some details, and describe every battle in a thrilling way, so that they can "water" longer and eat better.

Of course, although he is not in the capital city of the Holy Spirit Kingdom, the city he is in is considered a big city, and the practice of immortality in the real spirit world is popular, and the storyteller is naturally not a mortal, at least he is also a monk of the Nirvana scriptures, but the people who come here to consume are real people. Immortal.

"Boy, speak quickly, don't waste time."

Upstairs, a fairy urged that it looked young, but it was not wrong to say that the old-faced storyteller was a boy, and there was no telling how much difference was made in terms of seniority.

"All right, all right, we understand the rules."

Someone urged him to throw down an ordinary storage ring. The storyteller took it and glanced at the number inside. He immediately smiled, saluted, and hurried to the topic.

"No. [-] on the True Spirit List, so far it has fallen on Fairy Xuanyue, and the number one on the Fang Fang List will naturally be determined accordingly. How can those fairies who are empty-faced and entertaining people with beauty compare to the queen of the empress?" What about the rising Fairy Xuanyue..."

Hearing this, Henry Zhang couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect that one day he would be able to listen to other people's stories about himself. The absurd things he did when he was young sounded very interesting now.

Words such as "entertaining people with sex" are only dared to be said by storytellers in the Holy Spirit Kingdom. After all, the fairies on Qunfangbang are not small in power behind them, but the Holy Spirit Kingdom, as the winner, always puts its own "heroes" "Hold it to the sky, those fairies, how dare they complain?

"...Just when everyone thought that the fairy fate ceremony was about to settle, something happened, guess what?"

There was another wave of rewards, and Henry Zhang was among them, but he was also surprised that this kind of thing has been going on for more than a hundred years, and it is said that it has been spread all over the place, and these people still use it here to listen?

In fact, he didn't know that these people were closed in their early years and missed the prosperous age. Even if they learned the news later, they were quite sorry. They had heard this kind of storytelling jokes many times. Have fun.

"...That is the imperial weapon of the Emperor of Fantasy Kingdom, if it is not certain, would they bet like this..."

"...So far, the turmoil has passed, and our fairy Xuanyue has won the imperial weapon. If the little old man hadn't seen it with his own eyes that day, I couldn't believe that the ownership of the imperial weapon was so easily decided..."

Seeing that the storyteller was about to finish speaking, someone upstairs interrupted.

"Boy, we are tired of hearing the stories of Fairy Xuanyue, you don't have any surprises? For example, the story of her brother? We all know that Fairy Xuanyue was not the one who entered the True Spirit Land in the end."

A celestial being spoke.

"This... the seniors are embarrassing for the little old man. If we talk about Zhang Xuansheng's defeat of his sister and the replacement of the true spirit list again, the little old man can say a thing or two, but what happened after the land of falling into the gods? A little old man who is a storyteller can understand."

The storyteller apologized embarrassingly.

"It's... boring."

Many disappointing voices sounded.

"Hehe, everyone, are you really so curious about my elder brother?"

At this moment, a loud voice sounded, accompanied by bursts of Taoism, all the monks in the restaurant changed their expressions, and a figure in a dark green robe appeared next to the storyteller, gentle and elegant, with an extraordinary appearance.

"Immortal King!"

I don't know who called it out, and a group of immortals got up one after another, walked down the stairs, and saluted respectfully. They didn't dare to stand higher than the immortal king.

"It's Immortal King Yue!"

Someone in the crowd recognized him with admiration in his eyes.

"You go down."

Immortal King Yue moved the trembling storyteller aside, and sat in the storyteller's seat himself.

"That's right, Immortal King Yue was once number one on the list of true spirits, and he was also an existence who had entered the Land of Fallen Gods. Immortal King Yue must know the secret."

There are compliments.

"Secret matter? Henry Zhang is my elder brother, do you know that?"

The Immortal King Yue's expression was displeased, but at the same time he was a little smug.

Upstairs, Zhang Xuansheng looked at this scene, but shook his head and smiled, who knows that this kid Yue Huan has also cultivated into a fairy king, and he is so leisurely running to the restaurant to pretend to be aggressive.

Next, Yue Huan beamed brightly, and narrated his adventures with "big brother" Zhang Xuansheng in the Land of Fallen God with added fuel and vinegar.

This process can be described as thrilling. In the story, he, Yue Huan, can be said to have a deep brotherly love.

Henry Zhang was speechless, when did you say "Brother, go, I'm dead!", and there is no such plot at all, okay?

Until the end of Yue Huan's speech, when the "big brother" fought Pudu monk with a sword piercing through his eyebrows, the eyes of many immortals gleamed, wishing to put themselves in it and experience the unparalleled spirit.

"As expected of the strongest arrogance ever recorded in ancient history."

Everyone praised.

Chapter 640 Daughter

"Immortal King Yue, the younger generation is very curious. Although Senior Zhang Xuansheng is peerless and overwhelming, his sister Fairy Xuanyue is also an outstanding person. Why didn't she believe it after that?"

Some people have new doubts after listening to the story.

"That's right, Fairy Xuanyue is also an outstanding person in the world. If you want me to say that Mr. Bai's strength is the number one in the true spirit list, I will never mix it up. Fairy Xuanyue is even worse. She only has a stronger brother to cover up her strength." its brilliance."

"Yes, based on the entry of Fairy Xuanyue, she is probably an immortal king now, why haven't I heard about her in the world for so many years?"

"Senior Zhang Xuansheng is your eldest brother, please ask Senior Yue to clarify."

Seeing that Yue Huan had no airs, many fairy kings let go a lot and asked questions one after another.

"Is this...you don't know..."

Yue Huan was choosing his words carefully.

Zhang Xuansheng upstairs is also very interested, and wants to see what this funny guy has to say.

Yue Huan hesitated for a while, and beckoned. The people involved moved closer, and even used their spiritual power to set up barriers to prevent the sound from leaking out, but of course they couldn't stop Xuansheng, who had already become emperor.

"Let me tell you a secret, you can't tell others..."

Yue Huan said mysteriously.

"Immortal King Yue, please tell me, I, Taoist Hua, have always kept my mouth shut!"

"Me too."

"..."

Yue Huan cleared his throat, and said, "Then I'll tell you, my second sister, it is said that after the battle with Mr. Bai, they fell in love with each other, and they have already traveled around the small world together."

"puff--"

Henry Zhang, who was upstairs, spit it out before he swallowed a sip of tea.

I'll go, you fucking Yue Huan!

Where did you hear that! ?

There were sighs and discussions downstairs, but Henry Zhang couldn't sit still anymore.

"Yue Huan, you have grown up, kid. Have you met my sister? Second sister?"

Yue Huan was enjoying the compliments from the crowd, when suddenly a voice sounded, which made him startled, and immediately looked around.

Immediately, he realized that the voice seemed to be coming from upstairs. He looked up, because of the formation, he couldn't see who it was, but why did he feel that the voice was familiar?

"Sister? Who is your sister? How do you know if I've met her?"

Yue Huan replied without thinking, but he regretted it after he said it, because he remembered why the voice was so familiar.