In just a few days, three major events happened in the entire immortal world, from the sects and the markets, and were in full swing.

The bustling and lively areas in Luoyang City are worth every inch of land. Those who can make a living in the wine shops here are all good people. Now there are smart restaurant shopkeepers who have seen the business opportunities. The red flags and golden roars outside the restaurant are erected and the storytellers in Luoyang City are invited to have all the good wine, tea, cakes, melons and fruits, and they are all high-quality goods. Before the guests holding gold stamping posts can start, they smile and spit out a good word.

The storyteller, who was very glamorous today, picked up the teacup, and after half a cup of tea moistened his throat, the bamboo board in his hand that he relied on for dinner sounded, heading straight to the point, Wanwan said.

Mausoleum of the Mt.

Luoyang City is located in Mangshan, with many families of immortal cultivation. The huge Luoyang City is an important fortress hub in Mangshan. On weekdays, even ordinary people can take a look at the immortals who walk by quickly, and over time, everyone gets used to it.

It is said that the Mangshan Mausoleum appeared suddenly and was also suddenly when it left. It is said that many sect disciples who worked diligently in Mangshan Mausoleum to search for treasures and dig treasures were just a flash in front of them. The next moment, they were already a hundred miles away from the Mangshan Mausoleum, and they didn't know what happened.

There are only a few who can walk out of the Mangshan Mausoleum alive, and more people stay in it forever because of their struggles and robbery. Some ordinary sects have lost a few capable disciples. Although they feel distressed, they will not be hurt.

But this definitely does not include Lingxu Sect.

When the storyteller talked about Lingxuzi, the head of Lingxu Sect, he looked at the restaurant full of seats, and slowly picked up the teacup and began to savor the remaining half of the tea that was still a little warm.

The listeners understood it and laughed and scolded, taking out some copper coins from their pockets and throwing them into the golden porcelain bowl that was used as a signature store in front of the old storyteller. In just a moment, half a bowl was piled up. Some listeners even shouted and asked for a pot of good wine and a few dishes of fragrant peanuts that had just been fried out of the pot. A few pieces of silver were rewarded in the bowl. The old storyteller immediately folded an old chrysanthemum between his eyebrows and eyes, quickly put down the teacup and continued to say.

Only one of the five disciples who were highly desirable by Ling Xuzi escaped, and all four died in the tomb. The secret heritage that he was determined to win was washed away, and he wanted to take this opportunity to climb up to the five sects to slip away in front of him. It was a waste of time to get the water.

Seeing that the disciples of the other sects had gained a lot, Ling Xuzi lost his mind on the spot and was defeated by dozens of other powerful sects present. Ling Xuzi returned home with great defeat, his reputation was ruined, and his status as Ling Xuzi was greatly shaken.

The old storyteller was full of voice, and seemed to be casual, but his eyes did not dare to be careless at all. He looked at the every move of the listeners in the restaurant, his tone was ups and downs in harmony with the ups and downs of the storyline. After several pulls, the moods of many listeners also fluctuated. This is a technical job that is not a secret.

The storyteller did not hesitate to smile at the pretty girl who added new tea in her tea cup. He took a sip of hot tea and wiped sweat on his forehead. He was also afraid.

This storytelling tells the story of the most admired immortals in daily life. It would be fine if it was a story that made the immortals shine on their faces. But this is about Lingxu Sect. Even if the old man is a mortal, the name of Lingxu Sect has been heard. He hesitated for a long time when he took on this life, but of course he could not resist the heavy silver in the hands of the shopkeeper of the tavern.

The storyteller just wanted to be heard by a disciple of Lingxu Sect who had passed by here, and rushed in on the spot to remove his old bone.

After taking a few sips of hot tea to moisten your throat, the old man changed the rhythm of the bamboo board in his hand, and talked about the second major event in the world of immortal cultivation.

Since the infiltrated into Jiuzhou, there has been constant friction with the Immortal Alliance, both sides have suffered casualties, but there has not been any news of the death of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm.

Until a few days ago, the spell was finally broken.

The listeners immediately felt energetic when they heard this.

A great cultivation of the Nascent Soul Realm? Good, that's a person who can dominate the world.

Seeing the storyteller slowly picking up the teacup again, a man couldn't wait to say, "Old sir, don't keep it from keeping it in your pocket. We have already given the bowl a reward for the old lady who has replaced the new clothes for the wife in our pocket. When we go back, we might be kneeling on the washboard for half a night, so let's talk to us quickly."

Seeing the man's face frowning, the listeners in the restaurant burst into laughter. The old storyteller was slightly stunned. It was obviously the first time he heard such a novel saying. Then he put down the teacup and put on the bamboo board. He pointed at the man and said with a smile: "For this part, I respect the washboard."

The bamboo board shook lightly, and the old man said slowly: "When it comes to the sky in the west, a giant boat covering the sky and the sun is flying. How big is the giant boat? It is impossible to see at a glance. The giant boat with a beautiful and charming woman looking into the distance, and a man and a woman guarding her. There are thousands of demons in Huizhou like wolves and tigers. Seeing this giant boat covering the sky from the top five sects, and then looking at the pretty lady on the bow is as beautiful as a painting, and even more like the meat in a bowl. How can there be no reason to kill or rob?"

An old man who claimed that he had never touched his body a leaf in the flowers asked, "Old man, what kind of beauty is that beautiful lady?"

The familiar "old tie" immediately next to him quipped: "Wang Wu, you are the erotic embryo, you can only harm the daughter of the rice and noodles shop next door and the widow on the street. If you really dare to look at the fairy, maybe someone cuts the bird in your crotch with one sword."

Wang Wu suddenly felt the coldness in his crotch, and the old man's aura in love was vented. He muttered in a low voice: "I can't live my eyes, I can live my ears."

The old man said slowly, "That woman is really a celestial figure. She has ice skin, jade bones, eyebrows and eyes, and her beautiful figure with undulating peaks and undulating peaks, and her charming graceful curves are all vividly outlined by a black dress. When you see it, you can make you not want to eat or sleep at night."

Before the guests urged, the old man continued to say, "The evil cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demons are powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, can you still compare with the Nascent Soul Realm Cultivation in Qingyun Mountain? That battle was really shocking and ghosts and gods. A radius of hundreds of miles turned into coke. The Nascent Soul Realm Cultivation of the Ten Thousand Demons was unable to steal chickens and lose rice. It was not until the moment before his death that he realized that he had kicked a huge iron plate."

The old man was old and felt cigarettes coming out of his throat after a long time of storytelling. After half a cup of tea, he slapped the gavel, "The third major event, let's hear the next breakdown!"

The restaurant suddenly felt awe.

However, at this time, the disciples of Shangqing Palace who were thousands of miles away did not need to wait for the old man to decompose the next time. They were standing in a huge shadow and looking up, because the third major event at this moment was above their heads.

It was a giant Qingluan boat that was no less than the entire Shangqing Palace.

All the elders in the Shangqing Palace, together with the palace master who was not seen by the head of the dragon, appeared together. They had already learned the news in advance, and were about to welcome the visiting people from Qingyun Mountain.

The Palace Master of Shangqing Palace looked at the nine wings of the green phoenix giant boat covering the sky and the sun above his head spread out and gradually fell down. He was nervous and couldn't help but sigh that the foundation of the five sects was really unfathomable. Only this giant boat was probably worth his entire Shangqing Palace.

The huge Qingluan boat slowly fell down, and three figures walked out of it. The elders and even countless disciples were all surprised. It was not because there were only three people coming from Qingyun Mountain, but the figure of a woman in black dress walking in front. It was so beautiful that she was breathless and her aura was so powerful that she wanted to kneel down under her pomegranate skirt and worship.

Xin Tong ignored all the eyes of everyone gathering on her, her mouth slightly opened, and for a moment, her irresistible cold voice echoed in the entire Shangqing Palace.
Chapter completed!