Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

The picture is stagnant, and there is a person standing proudly and independently in the chaos outside the sky.

The Huanghuang Heavenly Emperor, who was as majestic as the sky and worshiped everything, was so majestic that countless immortals and gods in Daluo Heaven were in awe of him. At the same time, they also leaned back and kept exclaiming in surprise.

The Second Sage of the West, the Saint of the Ancient Way of Heaven, was defeated so simply?

Moreover, under the pressure of the majestic situation, Emperor Ye Tian jumped directly into the crack of chaos and fled in panic!

Somehow, while they were surprised by Emperor Ye Tian's unrivaled strength, they also felt an indescribable sense of joy in their hearts.

In the past, these two shameless saints were the only ones talking about fate to save others. How could there be such an embarrassing scene today!

For a moment, countless immortals and gods who were persecuted by Western religions felt extremely happy, and felt that they were breathing bad breath.

In Chaoge City in the lower realm, as Li Tong left in the Star-Zhaing Tower, a huge projection screen appeared correspondingly, showing everything that happened in Daluo Heaven to countless listeners.

At this moment, seeing that Emperor Ye Tian was able to beat the two Westerners with a hard blow without falling behind at all, and even beat them back, it immediately stirred up a thousand waves.

After a moment of silence, there was a roar that sounded like it was about to knock off the roof.

"Is this the Emperor Ye Tian that Sir mentioned?"

"It's so scary, it's so scary!"

"This time, sir, I don't need to tell you. We all know how powerful Ye Tiandi is. It is simply incomparable."

"Yes, yes, but now that I have seen Emperor Ye Tian's extremely strong strength, I am becoming more and more curious about what kind of life experiences have created such a character."

"How come there isn't one of us in this prehistoric world!"

"Tsk, you mean to say that all the saints in the prehistoric times are not as good as Emperor Ye Tian?"

"Be careful!"

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Li Tong, who was still in Daluotian, naturally had no idea how much impact his whim would have by projecting the scene in front of the world.

I don't know that there was a fierce quarrel in the inn at this time because of the strength and weakness of Emperor Ye Tian and the saints of the prehistoric times.

The debate among the common people was red-faced, and even many immortals and gods wanted to defend their own teachers, saying that the two sages of the West could only talk rhetorically in the past and did not have much ability.

If Emperor Ye Tian had met his teacher, he would definitely not have such a record.

Such a statement naturally aroused controversy.

Li Tong didn't know anything about this, and even if he knew it, he wouldn't take it seriously. Instead, he would look at his rapidly growing popularity and wish they could quarrel more enthusiastically.

But now he didn't focus on these. At this time, his attention was already attracted by the treasure that was about to fall into his hands.

"Since the two saints have retreated, and the saints present have no intention of this thing, I will take this Donghuang Bell!"

An irresistible smile appeared on Li Tong's lips, and as he strode forward to collect the treasures, he did not even forget to remind those with great powers.

Such behavior is simply extremely bad.

But after those with great supernatural powers heard his words, they dared to get angry but did not dare to speak.

Not to mention the actions of violently injuring people and holding them hostage to seize the treasure.

Didn't you see that a female emperor and a leaf emperor, two beings who could rival the strength of a saint, were standing behind him at this time, watching him move forward unhurriedly.

Not to mention, what kind of strength does Li Tong have, driven by such two extremely powerful people?

Such speculation lingered in my mind, until these immortals who were just ready to make a move were frightened by the greedy immortal gods of the Donghuang Bell and gave up such unrealistic thoughts.

Then, amidst all kinds of unspeakable gazes, I saw that the storyteller used some mysterious means to directly collect the Donghuang Bell that had been lost and unrefined by its old owner.

Upon seeing this, being listed as an immortal god made me feel even more frightened and doubtful, and it was hard for me to have any desire to compete.

When the treasure is born, even if its ownership is determined after a fight, it is not an easy task to refine it and take it away, or even to collect it as you please!

Throughout the countless years of the prehistoric era, except for those spiritual treasures that are born with us, the refining of an ownerless innate spiritual treasure can be as easy as this storyteller, and it is extremely simple to pick it up at his fingertips?

But there is no one!

Such a situation fell into their eyes, making them think that the storyteller was showing off his own strength to them in a grand way, in order to intimidate everyone.

In order to let them know that he, Li Tong, is just as they guessed, a supreme being from a foreign land with unfathomable strength.

Otherwise, how could the Donghuang Bell be refined by him in an instant?

Collecting the treasure without the smell of fireworks immediately made countless people with great supernatural powers on the field frown and feel horrified, making them unwilling to stay here for a long time.

They all took up Changhong and left quickly.

That speed was simply a few minutes faster than when they came.

But they also know that Li Tong was able to collect the Donghuang Bell so quickly not only by himself, but by chance.

First, the Dao Fruit of the Golden Crow Emperor that had been refined a few days ago made him tainted with the aura of the Golden Crow clan, and he was recognized by Donghuang Zhong without much resistance.

Secondly, I have to say that the space given to him by this system is extremely easy to use, and even collecting this innate treasure is stress-free.

As for what they guessed about refining such a treasure, that was still a long way off for him.

At the very least, there won't be any progress until his cultivation improves greatly.

After all, this object is an innate treasure, not some inferior acquired treasure. How could it be refined so easily by a monk who could barely be considered a prehistoric immortal?

Li Tong shook his head, with a wry smile on his face.

In this treasure hunt, I actually snatched back a guy who could only be seen but not used for the time being, and brought out a scroll of the advent of Emperor Ye Tiandi in the Taoist realm.

I don’t even know whether I am making a profit or losing money.

But if you include the huge popularity gained from this trip...

"hey-hey!"

Li Tong lowered his head and couldn't suppress the smile on his face: "It's just a huge profit!"

Seeing the silly smile on Li Tong's face, both Heihuang and Duan De showed extreme envy of Shenqing, wishing that they were the ones to get the treasure now, not Li Tong.

But just thinking about it, it is a huge blessing to be able to stand here intact after causing such a big event in the ancient times.

In a place where the two of them couldn't see, Ancestor Styx withdrew his eyes, and his calculations started again.

But this time, he had no intention of sharing things with anyone, especially that big hairy bird who was extremely unreliable!

You must know that this relic of the ancient world is far more than just the Donghuang Bell. The Demon Ancestor was defeated and died in the past, and his treasure...

"Tsk tsk!"

Ancestor Minghe smacked his lips, and suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing that he didn't fight for the East Emperor Bell today, at least while others were just watching the excitement.

But he was the key figure who quietly discovered the Donghuang Bell.

Without moving his eyebrows, he temporarily suppressed the thoughts of kidnapping in his heart, and his eyes wandered towards Zhen Yuanzi, who didn't have a good face with him.

The smiling face facing him was filled with frost. He was not annoyed and nodded, then turned into a long river of blood and floated away.

Of course, such a lotus seed cannot solve the cause and effect of countless relationships between them. Giving him this thing is just a temporary measure. Besides...

If this thing was really safe, why wouldn't Styx not hand it over early to ease the relationship between him and Zhen Yuanzi?

It's probably because this thing is so long and crooked!

If he doesn't leave and Zhen Yuanzi finds out the clues and entangles him again, it won't be something that can be easily eliminated.

Therefore, seeing that the matter here came to an end, the ancestor of Styx also greased the soles of his feet very quickly.

As for Taoist Kunpeng, even after many of the teachers who had lost their foundation in the Chan School had gone to seek their teacher, he could not force himself to leave early because of trouble.

But I have to say that this guy's ability to run away when the situation is not right is really engraved in his instincts. No wonder he can survive the disaster of the lich without being hurt at all, and even live a happy life.

When many quasi-sage powerful men saw this scene, they already understood in their hearts that this battle was a foregone conclusion.

Countless people with great supernatural powers gathered inside and outside the three realms of the prehistoric times, but they didn't get any benefit at all.

Only the ordinary storyteller took all the benefits and became the final winner!

At this time, the three saints who were interested in the Donghuang Bell were all repelled by their friends. The remaining princes had no intention of fighting for it, let alone the leader and Nuwa.

At some point, they actually sided with the storyteller.

Under such circumstances, what kind of trouble can these little fishes and shrimps in the eyes of saints stir up?

It's better to retreat quickly, lest something unexpected happens and another disaster is caused out of thin air, it will be a disaster that will last eight lifetimes.

With such thoughts, they quickly left this place of right and wrong, shaking their heads one by one.

And as those quasi-sages left, Li Tong, who showed a happy face, slowly let go of the last worry in his heart, knowing that the matter was over and nothing would happen again.

In fact, to be honest, if those quasi-sage masters were determined to come and snatch the Donghuang Bell regardless of their concerns, he would really be a little afraid.

After all, Emperor Ye Tiandi, whom he mainly relies on at this time, is already in the last period of his arrival and will soon return to his original place.

But relying on the injured empress alone, I'm afraid it's still a bit inappropriate.

As for the leader and the two empresses, they can be trusted but cannot be relied upon.

What happened here was that the soles of the feet of many gods and gods who were watching the excitement were greased quickly. Just as Li Tong was about to leave and return to the Star-Zhaing Tower, a long voice came.

"I dare to ask Mr. Li, if you would like to go to my eight-view palace and sit down and talk about Taoism?"

The person who spoke was surprisingly the Supreme Being who had not left at this time and stood high in the sky.

As soon as he said this, Li Tong frowned and felt a bit strange and inexplicable.

However, his allies were by his side, and the empress seemed to be fine after a battle that no one had seen, so he had nothing to worry about.

What's more, just now, the Supreme Being had personally participated in the fight for Zeng.

Now that everything is over, how can I think of it again?

It seems that he specially chose the time when everyone onlookers had left to make such an invitation to him, because he had a deeper meaning and it was not related to the matter of the Donghuang Bell.

Thoughts were spinning in his mind, and Li Tong clarified his thoughts in a moment.

Facing this most difficult-to-understand existence among the three pure beings, he was silent for a moment and then suddenly smiled and asked softly:

"Your Majesty, you are the leader of the Three Pure Ones, the head of all the saints, and your status is extraordinary. But I am just a small ordinary storyteller who thrives in the world with my strange and obscene stories. How can I invite you in person?"

"Besides, I'm not good at cultivation. I relied on all my friends to obtain this Donghuang Bell. I'm afraid it won't be of much help to you in your way of forgetting love."

"Your Majesty, please take back your words!"

Just kidding, when you have to sort out the harvest after a big battle, why take the risk and visit someone else's house.

You know, even if his cultivation is gradually improved, he has more control over the mysterious power that the system has applied to the inn, which can allow him to hide his cultivation.

But for now, he is only a quasi-emperor, but he has barely touched the edge of a prehistoric immortal.

Li Tong didn't think that with his ability, he could discuss matters with the Supreme Being, so in order not to leak out the details, it was better not to agree.

As he was thinking this way, he saw that although the Supreme Emperor's expression remained motionless, a strange look appeared in his eyes. He secretly thought in his heart that he understood this foreigner so well?

He can even know the path he practices!

But then he thought about how recently this son, Tongtian, and Nuwa had been quite close, and there was some vague plot that he didn't know about.

If, as he suspected, Tongtian united with this person in order to protect his disciples, it would be expected that he would be informed of such things.

Immediately, the Supreme Leader slowly shook his head noncommittally and said with a bit of a smile:

"My friend, that's wrong. Although the path of inaction and forgetfulness practiced by poor Taoists seems to have nothing to do with you, when discussing Taoism, they have always complemented each other and are not superior to each other."

"not to mention......"

There was a hint of depth in the Taishang's eyes, and he said with profound meaning:

"What's more, Pindao is very interested in and agrees with my little friend's mythical theory. At the same time, he also has some ideas on how to achieve such a way."

"Let's not talk about the lofty Mythical Great Luo for the moment. The Mythical Taiyi and even the Mythical Immortal I guess can do it."

While speaking, he didn't shy away from anyone around him at all, and spoke frankly.

At the same time, a pair of eyes filled with endless truth and truth never let go of Li Tong's gaze for a moment.

Surprise suddenly rose from the bottom of Li Tong's heart, but he did not expect that the Supreme Lord would have so many ideas just by briefly mentioning the mythical Tao of the Great Luo.

"You are indeed worthy of being the leader of the Three Pure Ones and the leader of all saints!"

With such a thought in his heart, he was already somewhat moved.

"Haha, my eldest brother doesn't invite people to talk about Taoism. If you don't have anything important to do, you might as well go."

The leader on the side laughed wantonly, as if he could see the hesitation in Li Tong's heart, and said this to reassure him.

Nuwa did not say it face to face, but said via voice:

"Little friend, please rest assured that Senior Brother Taishang has always been calm and unmoved by external things. His invitation to you to the Bajing Palace this time is definitely not for the Donghuang Bell. Otherwise, Houtu and I wouldn't have been able to stop him.

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"Just like the leader said, you might as well go."

Li Tong is not worried about this, but what he is worried about is difficult to explain to them at this time.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded slowly:

"Since I want to invite you because of the saint, if I refuse, I am afraid that I will betray the saint's good intentions, so I will go with you."

"Great kindness!"

The Supreme Being chuckled lightly, then waved his sleeves gently, and the golden bridge on the horizon condensed.

At the end, a Taoist palace appeared in the haze.