Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

At this time, the Star Reaching Tower was very noisy.

It has been a while since Li Tong last told a story and opened a passage to a foreign land for the first time in the wilderness.

Because after Li Tong acquired the black mythical world, he spent some time exploring it, sorting out resources, and discovered some new and interesting things in it, so the interval between storytelling this time was a bit longer.

Of course, there are some reasons why he did this deliberately. Firstly, it was to spare some time for practice, and secondly, he showed too many things at one time.

Whether it is the passage that allows one to travel to foreign lands in person, or the terrifying strength later revealed in the Star Reaching Tower, these all need enough time to brew and ferment among all living beings and gods.

Only in this way can Li Tong's reputation be spread throughout history, and eventually reach a point where no one knows about him.

Daozu Hongjun would never have thought that because he was wary of Li Tong, he sneaked into the Star-Zhaing Tower specifically to explore his true and false actions, but in the end it became the backdrop for his fame.

Things in the world are mysterious and truly unpredictable.

As for the immortals and gods who had learned from various channels that the ten great magical powers who had gone to foreign lands had gained a lot, their days were like years.

For those immortals who have achieved the status of Golden Immortal or even Daluo, time is just a tool to measure the passage of time, rather than a timer that determines life and death.

With a lifespan that is close to immortality and lasts forever, they usually don't even notice the passing of time.

However, after Li Tong revealed his mysteries again and again, their detached state of mind was shattered and became difficult to maintain.

As if they were possessed by a demon, they felt uncomfortable all over and itched unbearably after not listening to Li Tong's words for some time.

If Li Tong is determined, he can use this to advertise in this ancient world, for example:

"Listening to Mr. Li for one lecture is worth a hundred years of practicing Taoism!"

"After listening to Mr. Li's story, I suddenly realized that in the past I was just a frog at the bottom of a well. Now my horizons have widened and I have looked to a broader world."

"Ever since Mr. Li stopped talking about it every day, my mood has been unstable and my cultivation has regressed! When will the days of waiting like this come to an end..."

Of course, this idea was just a passing thought that Li Tong had when he was relaxing after practicing, and should not be taken seriously.

What's more, why does he need to use this to increase his fame at this time? The gods and gods in the entire three realms are attracted to him, and they are all natural salesmen in his hands.

In this case, why bother doing that thankless thing.

Not to mention the several saints and great supernatural beings who went to the black mythical world this time. They are living examples, beings who have directly benefited from Li Tong.

There is no need for them to personally lobby, but once such news is spread, the old and outdated concepts of countless gods and gods in the prehistoric world will be completely overturned.

Believe it or not, I'm afraid they will all come to his star-catching building to have a look.

And by then, when everyone has entered the building, will there be any other possibilities?

How could Li Tong let the duck fly away when it was in the pot!

Looking at the unfamiliar faces below who were either suspicious or doubtful, Li Tong stood calmly on the high platform where he used to be a storyteller, with a smile on his face, not caring about their doubts and distrust at this time.

Time will tell them everything.

Looking at the top floor, the leader, who has become more and more confident and high-spirited recently, is leaning back in his chair, smiling and saying something to Empress Nuwa and Empress Houtu, which actually caused the two of them to be surprised and full of surprise.

And by shamelessly approaching, they were introduced to a pot of enlightenment tea. The two of them were excluded at this time and could not hear the content of the conversation between the three of them.

It seemed that he kept a smile on his face, but he couldn't hide the scratching curiosity in his eyes.

However, if they are not the same kind of people, they will not be able to integrate into their small circle.

It would have been better if the leader didn't take action against the two people who wanted to rob them in the first place. Nuwa didn't have a good relationship with them, let alone Hou Tu. Ksitigarbha was still rowing a boat in the River Styx at this time.

So these two people came, but they felt awkward and awkward.

Li Tong felt amused when he saw this situation, but he had no intention of helping these two saints out of trouble. As a saint, he was alone in such a situation.

Although in this process, his help is indispensable.

But Li Tong has no regrets. Who made these two people have evil intentions from the beginning, and they were wrong about him? Now they are allowed to come in to listen to the book, all because of their popularity.

Otherwise, Yuanshi Tianzun, who is currently hiding in Yuxu Palace, is their role model.

He shook his head slightly and put these people aside for the time being. Saints like him did not need to greet him by themselves. Although he had some things to discuss with the leader and Nuwa Empress, he had to tell the story first, so it was not inconvenient to delay.

Let’s finish the book today and talk to them in detail.

After calming down, he picked up the gavel and was about to take a photo, when suddenly there was a burst of angry shouting from outside the building.

Li Tong was a little surprised and followed everyone's gaze when he looked outside and saw a cold and stern Taoist in red confronting a Taoist in black robes. His energy was surging and he was about to take action if they disagreed.

"Styx, Zhen Yuanzi?"

With just one glance, Li Tong recognized who these two people were, and there was no mistake.

But it was strange in his heart. Didn't he say that the last time he fought for the Chaos Bell, Styx gave a remnant soul of Taoist Hongyun to Zhen Yuanzi, and the grudge between the two was wiped out.

Why is there another dispute at this time?

"I'm afraid something is wrong with that remnant soul."

After thinking about it for a moment, Li Tong guessed what happened.

A trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes, but he did not immediately interrupt the two of them.

Originally, the fight between the two of them was an old grudge passed down from ancient times. If it could be resolved, it would have been resolved long ago. Li Tong did not think that he had the dignity to allow the two to shake hands and make peace.

Instead of wasting your breath and not getting a good deal, it's better to watch the excitement first, which can be considered as warming up the scene in advance for today's story telling.

Outside the Star Building.

The Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, who was a little tired due to excessive work in recent days, encountered the Styx before he entered the door. Thinking of what he had done, he couldn't control his anger and raised his eyebrows in anger.

"Styx!!!"

I heard a low cry like gnashing teeth, and a terrifying aura instantly rolled up outside the building. I saw a big sleeve waving, as if there was a starry sky inside, covering the earth.

Sensing the signs before the release of such magical powers, the extremely calm Ancestor Minghe was also a little panicked at this time, and then looked at Zhen Yuanzi with some doubts.

Do you, Zhen Yuanzi, dare to take action openly in front of this Star-Zhailing Tower?

Originally, Ancestor Minghe only knew Li Tong because of his strong skills and many friends. However, due to the powerful martial arts of Emperor Ye Tian and the Empress, he was impressed by him.

However, he still didn't pay much attention to the story Li Tong told. However, after he heard the story of the black mythical world and personally entered that foreign land, he finally understood its horror and horror.

Even if he is as unruly as he is, he would not dare to mess around in front of the Zhaixing Building where Li Tong is sitting at this moment. How dare Zhen Yuanzi, who also has the same experience, dare?

Ancestor Styx didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart, but when he thought about how entangled this family was with him, he was really afraid that he might actually do something evil to him, so he had to guard against it.

With a thought, Yuantu and Abi's swords shook, and at the same time, a dark color that had never been seen on him before flowed into the bloody divine light.

However, before the magical attack came, first questions fell into my ears:

"Children of Styx! You are bullying me too much!"

"You clearly told me that Hongyun still has a trace of flawless soul that can be revived by me."

"But that remnant soul is clearly tainted by the filth of the blood river. What is your intention?"

Zhen Yuanzi was very angry in his heart. Although it seemed to him that the matter could not be solved after having that foreign spiritual root, it was obvious that the Styx Ancestor still deceived him on this matter.

He even harbored evil intentions and wanted to plant a minefield around him.

If this is the case, then the grievances mentioned before cannot be counted, and this matter is definitely not over.

After hearing Zhen Yuanzi's words, Ancestor Minghe secretly thought, "Sure enough, although he did it cleverly, how could such a remnant soul escape Zhen Yuanzi's up and down probing, and it was discovered that...

It's the right thing to do.

At this time, he did not feel ashamed or angry that something had been revealed. Instead, he was extremely magnanimous and unconcerned. He curled his lips and said:

"What do I mean, it's worthy of your mobilization of troops and crowds by the Great Immortal Yuanzi."

"You and I agreed at the beginning that I would hand over Hongyun's remnant soul to you and cancel the previous grudges, but I didn't say that there was nothing wrong with this remnant soul, right?"

Spreading his hands like a rogue in Styx:

"All of you fellow Taoists are here today. You might as well comment on this. I have kindly protected the remnant soul of Hongyun for so many years, and I have done so without merit or hard work. Which of you could have kept a ray of remnant soul alive in the sea of ​​blood?"

"It's good if you can protect yourself from being tainted. How can you care about others!"

"you......"

Zhen Yuanzi was furious, this Styx was clearly changing his mind, how could others compare with him who was born in a sea of ​​blood!

What's more, he was not the one who brought Hongyun's remnant soul to the River Styx, and now he is starting to cry out for injustice. Is there such a truth in the world?

Zhen Yuanzi, who was so angry that he couldn't help but wave his sleeves, wanted to teach this person a lesson with the magical power of "The Universe in His Sleeves".

But at this moment, a gentle yet somewhat domineering force locked onto the two of them.

At the end of the day, Patriarch Styx's forehead wrinkled, as if he was sweating.

"snort!"

"If the two of you don't want to listen to the book, then just leave now and find some clarity among the chaos. Don't just make people laugh here.

"If you persist in your stubbornness and continue to take action outside the Star Reaching Tower, then don't blame me for being rude to you!"

After the words fell, everyone followed the undisguised source of the voice and stared at the seventh floor of the Star-Zhaing Tower, which was not open to gods like them. As soon as they got there, they had a clear understanding in their hearts.

A woman, a saint, isn’t she the Empress Nuwa?

Feeling the energy locked in his body and containing a touch of the power of a saint, Zhen Yuanzi finally calmed down and took a long breath.

But again, has Empress Nuwa arrived?

And if Empress Nuwa is here, then the Tongtian Cult Leader, who has always been on good terms with Li Tong, will not be absent.

Silently thinking of Li Tong's status in the hearts of countless immortals, gods and even saints, after a moment of weighing, Ancestor Minghe firmly shut up and stopped provoking Zhen Yuanzi, quietly walked into the building and sat down in his seat.

Zhen Yuanzi looked deeply at the back of Ming He, took a long breath, and calmed down in his heart. After giving a slight salute to the invisible place on the top floor, he also stepped into the building.

The faint reminder that echoed in his ears just now made him re-examine everything after Hongyun's death.

The original words of that voice were:

"After the death of Fellow Daoist Hongyun, his soul has not been seen in the world!"

Thinking about it like this, I felt very scared. If this was true, then he would have to thank Styx for protecting Hong Yun's remnant soul, no matter what his original thoughts were.

With a heavy heart in mind, Zhen Yuanzi slowly sat down.

The other listeners looked at this scene and were also very surprised.

In the past, when Mr. Li was a storyteller, there were many immortals among the people who came and went. It can be imagined that today there are even three points more than before.

These ordinary listeners also reacted. It turns out that Li Xian Shen already has such momentum and prestige in the Three Realms!

However, a mere storyteller could actually attract so many immortals and gods to listen to the book. This made them more and more impressed by Li Tong's ability amid great doubts.

However, what they don't know is that there are more immortals and gods that they can't see coming and going.

In fact, their main purpose is not to listen to books at all.

"Snapped!"

Li Tong watched Zhen Yuanzi slowly sit down, and put away the lively look on his face. He nodded slightly to the Nuwa Empress above him, as a way of thanking her for stopping her.

Then, his eyes swept over the many listeners who were full of expectation and seemed to be impatient, and they took pictures with the palms of their hands holding the gavel.

"Snapped!"

He clasped his hands into fists and said with a bit of gratitude:

"Thank you for your kind presence. Without further ado, let's start today's storytelling."

Li Tong sat down, unfolded the folding fan with a swipe, and then asked with a smile:

"Some days have passed since the last story telling, and the story of the Black Mythical World also took some time to finish. So from today onwards we will continue to tell the story of the Legend of the Great Emperor."

"At the same time, I also want to lead everyone to witness Ye Hei's rise from the bottom until..."

The smile in his eyes became even bigger, and he looked at the audience below who were full of expectations, and said slowly:

"Until he becomes, Emperor Ye Tian!"