Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

"Great, Great Emperor..."

Black Emperor's eyes were filled with tears, and his voice became more choked up, almost as if he could not speak to himself.

It originally wanted to listen to jokes and listen to Li Tong's stories about ancient times, but as soon as the bell rang, it suddenly became so angry that it couldn't control itself.

For a moment, it took a deep breath and sat upright.

The Black Emperor only had endless respect in his heart for the great emperor Li Tong told about, the figure he had chased all his life.

Duan De on the side was also awakened by Li Tong and suppressed the shock in his heart.

I couldn't help but secretly think: "This kid actually knew the past of this great emperor. How can I find it hard for him to know where this emperor has gone?"

At this time, the two enemies Black Emperor and Duan De had a rare thought.

The Black Emperor's heart was throbbing, with hidden expectations:

"Little Li, you may know where the emperor went in the end."

"The Great Emperor must have not fallen!"

With such thoughts in mind, it looked at Li Tong with bright eyes, full of expectation.

Except for the two of them who woke up first, it was at this time that those Sanxian and Qi Refiners came to life, recovering from the shock of the bells.

But at this time, he was already stunned and speechless.

silence.

There is only endless silence!

At this time, the only sound in the inn was the sound of breathing and heartbeat.

In conjunction with the ringing of the bell, the audience who had first heard Li Tong narrate these words finally realized the true meaning to some extent.

The moment they heard the sound, a figure seemed to appear in front of them.

There was a figure sitting alone in the chaos with his back to everyone.

The old Taoist platform, marked by the mottled years, seems to record the life of the great emperor. Sitting cross-legged alone, with his back to all living beings, what is he looking at in the distance?

No one knows the answer.

The picture shattered like a bubble, and everyone finally recovered from such a desolate, lonely, and inexplicably heartbreaking scene.

At the same time, I heard what Li Tong said.

"So, he is called Emperor Wushi!"

Someone was whispering, and the mind was feeling downcast.

With his state of mind, he is still unable to appreciate the artistic conception, but it does not prevent him from seeing what a majestic person this beginningless emperor, who turned his back to all sentient beings, was.

"This...is this really a story?"

Wen Zhong, who heard Li Tong's storytelling seriously for the first time, encountered such a scene.

Shocked by the immersive feeling, and experiencing the substantive aura at the same time, Master Wen couldn't help but pluck a few strands of his beard.

Now, he seemed to understand why his king, Emperor Xin, called Li Tong a great talent.

From this point of view, this title seems to be somewhat inappropriate.

The king, who had been thinking about not doing serious things for many years, finally did something good.

While his mind was eager to hear Li Tong describe what kind of person this was, he used his fingers to release something.

I saw a golden light flashing away and speeding away into the distance.

But it is the command talisman of his sect, the kind that cannot be used until critical moments.

At this time, Wen Zhong, who had vaguely understood the importance of Li Tong, naturally could not ignore those Xingjun's nonsense.

Even though he guessed that Li Tong might have some trump cards and not be afraid of those star gods, he would not let go of such a good opportunity to build relationships now.

After knowing the magic of Li Tong, Wen Zhong did not think that he could simply invite him back to Chaoge just by talking white teeth.

I’m afraid there are a lot of variables in this trip!

He was very upset in his heart, and then he felt lucky that he still had such a talisman that could contact his master and call her here.

Help his unfilial apprentice once.

...

Above, Li Tong was already smiling from ear to ear.

I don't know what happened today, but within the time it took Fang Fang to speak a few words, his popularity kept rising like a rushing river.

I can totally see the decline.

In just such a short time, he already had almost ten thousand, which was far more than what he had initially gained.

I was secretly happy, and I secretly guessed that the commotion that happened yesterday had something to do with it.

I'm afraid that at this time, there are countless pairs of eyes on this vast land staring at this place, watching his every move.

But Li Tong didn't panic at all. As long as he didn't leave the inn, there was nothing they could do about him.

When I feel clear, I can continue to tell the story.

"Before I formally describe the life of Emperor Wushi, I need to let you know that the reason why the great emperor of the human race is respected by others is because every one of them will quell the dark turmoil after becoming an emperor."

Li Tong lowered his head and looked at the many listeners who saw darkness, turmoil, and chaos in the human race before their eyes, and smiled calmly:

"Without exception!"

"And a long time ago, in an era when the Great Emperor was not born, there were Dacheng Holy Physiques whose combat power was comparable to that of the Great Emperor, and their achievements were also the same."

"But I think you still have doubts about what the dark turmoil is at this time, right?"

The people below, whether they were ordinary people or immortals with extraordinary powers, all nodded slightly at this time, with curious expressions on their faces, waiting for Li Tong's explanation.

Even following his words, they had already seen such a tragic scene at a glance.

But without a beginning or a tail, it is still difficult to understand the profound meaning of these four simple words. I can only vaguely guess that it will be a great disaster for the human race!

Perhaps, it was a disaster similar to the one when they were wantonly massacred by the demon clan.

Otherwise, there is no need for such a great emperor to suppress it.

"Mr. Li, please tell us in detail what this dark turmoil is."

"Yes, just listening to your story, I guessed that the dark turmoil is a disaster for the human race, but what exactly caused this disaster?"

"Sir, please tell me to wait!"

Li Tong gradually put away the smile on his face and became more solemn.

He couldn't tell such a heavy and sad thing with a smile.

Seeing the change on his face, the audience couldn't help but hold their breath, waiting for the next words.

"The so-called dark turmoil is the cruel things carried out by the supreme beings in the restricted area of ​​life in order to prolong life and harvest the vitality of living beings."

"hiss!"

Some people gasped and expressed disbelief.

"Wouldn't such an evil act be punished by thunder from heaven?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, harvesting the flesh and blood of foreign creatures, is this similar to what the demon tribe did back then?"

Li Tong looked at the lines of many listeners below and said slowly:

"If the human race had no Great Emperor and no Great Holy Body, then in that era, human civilization would have been completely destroyed, but it would not have been completely exterminated."

"It's like livestock being kept in a cage, leaving a few strong ones as seeds to allow them to multiply. When the group grows stronger, it will once again initiate dark turmoil and harvest vitality."

"This cycle goes on and on with no end in sight!"

"And this is dark turmoil."