Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

"Yi Zi?"

In the village square, Kong Xuanxin pointed at Yang Jiao and the two people who had inherited his martial arts. When he was distracted and paying attention to the movement in the inn, he suddenly frowned.

In my heart, I said this sentence in secret surprise.

"His name is Hong Yi. I think...he is from that world where martial arts and immortals are spread."

"I have no intention of knowing the rest of the people's affairs, but I must listen to this person!"

Thinking like this, he waved his hand gently and said to Yang Jiao and Yang Jiao who were practicing hard in front of them and had changed their martial arts methods and were reversing some of their previous training habits:

"My martial arts skills have been passed down to you two, and the cause and effect have been cleared up before."

After saying that, he turned around without hesitation and walked towards the inside of the inn.

The two people behind him immediately stopped sweating and looked at each other in surprise.

Then Yang Jiao gritted his teeth and took a step forward, saying with special sincerity:

"The two of us have received some teachings from immortals. We know that our status is low and we dare not address ourselves as teachers and masters. However, I would like to ask the immortal to tell us what your names are."

“How can we not repay the kindness of preaching!”

"Immortal? Immortal..."

Hearing this, Kong Xuan's footsteps paused, and a bit of sneer appeared on his face.

Then he said with a bit of pride:

"Remember, I am Kong Xuan, and I don't disdain being an immortal!"

The figure of Hua Hong suddenly disappeared.

The two people standing behind were stunned for a long time.

He couldn't help but murmur: "Kong Xuan, Kong Xuan!"

...

"Hong Yi, Yi Zi!"

"Oh, I remembered that this world was something that Mr. Meng briefly mentioned when he told us about the path to martial arts and immortality."

"And Na Hongyi should be a protagonist similar to Na Ye Hei."

"Unexpectedly, this person actually gained the name Yi Zi, and even became one of the strongest men in the world."

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

Some of them were old listeners who often came to listen to Li Tong’s stories as early as the beginning.

At this time, as soon as I heard the name of Hongyi, memories came to mind and I recalled it.

Then he explained them one by one to the new listeners around him who didn't know the inside story.

I saw those immortals and gods who heard such words frowned and asked as if they were extremely cautious:

"Sir, is this Hongyi a legendary figure?"

"Yes, sir, if that's the case, you'd better not talk to us about such a person. You can't listen, you can't listen!"

"That's right, that's right. Mr. Li, you'd better not talk about such a mythical person as you said before."

As he said that, those people waved their hands at him with rejection expressions on their faces.

How could Li Tong not guess what these people were thinking.

There was a smile on his face, but he didn't take it seriously.

Their worries are really because they belong to the kind of people who are addicted to food. They are afraid that the strong people mentioned by Li Tong will be extraordinarily powerful and attract unexpected prying eyes.

I couldn't hold back my desire to listen to books.

That's why I'm talking like this now.

However, their thinking is completely wrong. Even though the chaos is boundless, how many people among the billions of guilds are there who can achieve the greatness of the myth?

How many people can reach such a mythical place where they return to ruins?

Just a few.

Even if they wanted to hear it, Li Tongyi couldn't think of another existence that could be suitable to talk about.

So, he smiled and said to them:

"Don't worry, don't worry. Although this Yizi is also extraordinary in his merits and deeds, he has still achieved the status of a mythical great person."

"You guys, just listen and listen!"

While he was talking, he saw the door of the inn gently ringing, and Kong Xuan, who had disappeared for a long time, walked calmly through it.

Ignoring the strange looks and glances around him, he sat down quietly, looking arrogant and ignoring others.

"Hey, fellow Daoist Kong is not interested in my storytelling. Why is he back now, and alone, and where is Nezha?"

Li Tong had some doubts in his heart, and it was not easy to ask him at this time, so he just nodded to him lightly.

Then, as my thoughts were flowing, I thought back to it.

"Yes, he must have turned around after hearing what I was going to say about this Hongyi matter. He is actually a pragmatic person."

With this thought in my heart, I didn't think much about Nezha anymore.

This little guy has a great background, so I'm not afraid of anything happening to him. Maybe he's just a child who doesn't know his nature and goes to play somewhere else.

What's more, he cut off this kid's beard halfway and reshaped him into a lotus root body that was infinitely better than the original one.

And he also had the back-up plan to practice martial arts to the realm of immortals and re-develop his physical body.

If the people behind him who are scheming and scheming know about these things, I'm afraid they won't be able to sit still.

At this time, either Nezha has been caught, or they are looking for him.

In this case, there is no need for him to care.

As soon as the thought passed, Li Tong was not ready to waste any more time. Today's story-telling had been taking a long time, but he already wanted to end it quickly.

What's more, before he started his story today, his good ally, Master Tongtian, also sent him unexpected news, forcing him to make a decision in advance.

After today's storytelling, Shang still needs to tell the many listeners.

This will again be a time-consuming endeavor.

But when he thought of the benefits brought by this matter, all the little unhappiness in his heart disappeared, and he was reincarnated with a trace of hope.

Then, he shook his folding fan slightly and spoke again:

"Just calm down and listen to what I have to say."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was no noise from all around, and the eyes turned and fell on him one after another.

Li Tong nodded with satisfaction and said softly:

"Although I have briefly told Hongyi's experience before, it has been a long time, and the brief description is not complete."

"Today, I will start from the beginning and explain it in detail."

"Good! Thank you for your help, sir."

"Thank you sir for taking care of me who have never heard such a story before!"

When everyone below heard Li Tong's words, they made a few noises, thinking of thanking him.

Li Tong did not respond. The words he had already sorted out in his mind rolled out like beads falling on a jade plate:

"Hong Yi, later known as Yi Zi, was born to a common man in the Marquis of Wu Wen and became a scholar among all living beings."

"My biological mother died young, my biological father disliked me, and my status in the family is worse than that of a pampered slave, allowing myself to be bullied by others!"

"But he was blessed with great luck. When he was avoiding the chaos at home and going to the mountains to study and prepare for the exam, he got a great opportunity to practice martial arts and practice Yang Shen. He traveled all the way in reverse direction and finally reached the other shore."

...

Just when countless listeners in the inn, as well as various well-known great gods inside and outside the Three Realms, were distracted by listening to the storyteller's words about another magnificent world and mysterious characters.

Somewhere in this wild land, it is not very peaceful.

Skull Mountain, Bone Cave.

Empress Shiji wears a fishtail gold crown, wears a red bagua robe, hemp silk sash, and carries a Tai'a sword, hanging in the air.

Opposite him was a Taoist with a wide robe, big sleeves and silk and linen shoes. He was the Taiyi Taoist who went out to seek disciples and came here along the qi machine.