"Over there...what are you all doing together?"

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes with a slightly puzzled expression.

Well, it's okay now anyway, so there's nothing wrong with going to join in the fun.

With this in mind, Jiang Yan walked towards the place where the crowd gathered.

Before they got close, they heard the constant yelling from the crowd.

"well said!"

"Sir, let's have another one! Your speech is so good!"

"That's called authentic~"

Yo! What does it sound like?

Jiang Yan couldn't help becoming curious when he heard the praise from the people around him.

Walking into the crowd, Jiang Yanming came to the front in a crowded way.

The attention of the people around seemed to be attracted by something, and they didn't pay attention to Jiang Yan's actions.

When Jiang Yan got closer, he saw a middle-aged man with a mustache surrounded by a crowd.

The middle-aged man clasped his fists in his hands and bowed to the people around him.

"Thanks to everyone's love, I will talk about it for a while!"

"This time, let's talk about Lord Xianjun!"

After finishing speaking, the whispering voices of the surrounding people reached Jiang Yan's ears.

"Xianjun? Is it our wood spirit fairy?"

"It should be right, there is only one named Lord Xianjun!"

"Don't say anything else, I love to listen!"

"Really, this gentleman has told the story about Xianjun several times, which is very nice, but I don't know what he is going to tell this time!"

Jiang Yan frowned, with a look of curiosity in his eyes.

about me?

How many more times? !

Um? ? ?

Jiang Yan didn't expect it, he was just curious and wanted to come and eat a melon.

He can still eat his own melon!

interesting!

But there is one thing to say, this kind of person should be called a storyteller, right?

Did storytellers become popular around this time?

Jiang Yan stroked his chin with thought in his eyes.

After a while, he lost his mind and gave up thinking.

who cares! Isn't it better to have a storyteller, who can enrich the spare time life of the common people.

Moreover, he was also curious.

What would the storyteller say about himself?

Under the watchful eyes of Jiang Yan and the surrounding people, the middle-aged storyteller coughed lightly and began to tell.

[It is rumored that a hundred years ago, during the initial alliance between the emperor, the immortal and the final master]

[At that time, returning to the original original plan, there were demons everywhere, such as the Northern Chilong and the Western Dream Demon! They were all top demons at that time! 】

[In order to protect the peace and tranquility of Guiliyuan, Xianjun advised the emperor to form the Qianyan Army to defend against the Quartet! 】

[Hou Chilong gathers a group of demons and goes south to leave, intending to invade. 】

[The Immortal Lord was ordered by the Emperor to lead an army of more than 10,000 Qianyan to fight against the invasion of Chilong in the north]

[This is the first battle of the Qianyan Army, and it is also the battle for the fame of the Wood Spirit Immortal! 】

【The moment the two sides came into contact, the war suddenly broke out. In that battle, the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were reversed...】

Jiang Yan was dumbfounded as he listened to the storyteller constantly telling his story.

Grandma's, I'm so excited to say that!

its not right! Are you not a party? !

At this moment, Jiang Yan finally realized why Morax, thousands of years later, liked listening to books and people talking so much.

Cool!

Especially when talking about my own deeds...

Even better!

Wow, I don't even know I'm so hung up!

Especially when the storyteller said that he opened the real thousand hands.

What he said really has the kind of exaggeration of "like a devil descended from the sky, he is really the god of Taisui in the world".

handsome!

When the storyteller finished speaking this time, Jiang Yan took the lead, and there was a clapping sound of clapping and drumming.

That's right, he said that he is so powerful, and he can't justify it without applauding vigorously.

Jiang Yan stood there and listened with great interest for a while, then left.

Come here often!

When leaving, Jiang Yan was determined!

He felt Morax's joy!

Hahaha!

Jiang Yan strolled, and walked around the street again and again.

He was thinking about who would be suitable if the Seven Stars and Eight Gates were established.

It's all done by mortals, for fear of disobedience.

After all, in Tevat, where the theocracy is supreme, even if the emperor establishes Liyue in the future, the Seven Stars he created at that time are nothing more than the existence of acting on his will.

Jiang Yan wanted Qixing to have some autonomy.

But Seven Stars had to convince the public in this era.

But if it is all done by immortals, then there is no need to set up seven stars.

"So it needs to be measured..."

Jiang Yan muttered to himself, thinking while walking on the street.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he had an idea in his mind!

Jiang Yan already had a general idea in his heart, and he was not in the mood to continue walking on the street, so he walked back quickly.

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