The next day, early in the morning.

Zhou Xian got up early and made a punch in the yard.

The fist wind and tiger are vigorous, like a tiger descending the mountain, so that the surrounding fallen leaves rise one after another, which is quite imposing.

After a punch, Zhou Zhou Xian stopped and stood up.

"System, look how my punch went."

"Tiger downhill boxing, no grade lower grade boxing method, proficient level."

The mechanical voice of the system actually made Zhou Zhou Xian hear a kind of mockery, and Rao couldn't help but blush slightly with the thickness of Zhou Zhou Xian's face.

"System, you said that the Tiger Descending Boxing is a non-level boxing method, and in your place, the boxing method is still divided into grades?"

"Yes, the host, not only the fist method, but all the exercises, supernatural powers, and martial arts are divided into seven levels and four grades.

The seven levels from low to high are mortal level, yellow level, Xuan level, earth level, heaven level, god level, immortal level,

Each grade is divided into four grades, which are the lower grade, the middle grade, the upper grade, and the best grade.

Zhou Xian: "......" MMP, am I being ridiculed by the system?

After talking for a long time, does the system want to tell me that the Tiger Descending Fist, which I rely on, is nothing more than the most rubbish and inferior existence in the exercises?

But what can be done?

His qualifications are low, and he is not suitable for cultivation at all, and the things passed down by his ancestors are only some feng shui metaphysics, as well as side ways such as Fu Seal.

In addition to these, he couldn't get started with the orthodox cultivation method at all, and could only practice this ordinary martial art that the lowest-level peddlers and pawns could hit twice to strengthen his body.

Even so, without cultivating to forcibly make talismans in his body and measuring the heavens with his own half-hung level, he also overdrew most of his own vitality, resulting in him being only thirty-seven years old, but with white beard and white hair, he looked like he had lived for hundreds of years.

Of course, the only thing to be thankful for is that combined with the Zhuyan Dan handed down by his ancestors, his appearance has never been aging, and he has been maintained in the state of about twenty years old.

With silver hair and white beard, the appearance of fairy wind bones has added a bit of help to him to bluff people.

Just when Zhou Zhou Xian secretly felt sorry for his inability to practice, there was a 'squeak', and the window was pushed open from the inside.

From it, a small head with braids in the sky is revealed.

"Yo! The good granddaughter is awake! ”

The moment the window opened, Zhou Zhou Xian turned his head.

Seeing that his granddaughter was showing half of her head, looking at her with big eyes blinking, Zhou Zhou Xian grinned and walked towards the main door of the room.

After dressing her granddaughter, washing up, and eating the breakfast prepared by the invited nurse, Zhou Zhou Xian went out of the house with her granddaughter in her arms.

On weekdays, Zhou Xian goes out to make money, and the nurse takes care of Xiaohuan.

But this time, Zhou Zhou Xian went out purely to make money, so, for the sake of his granddaughter's future, Zhou Zhou Xian took his little granddaughter who was less than three weeks old to the bookstore together.

It's still the bookstore, it's still the high platform, it's still the storyteller.

The difference is that today's storytellers seem to have an inexplicable temperament.

What's even more frequenting is that there is an extra little Lori who walks a little unsteadily and blinks without timidity with a pair of big eyes and blinks at everyone.

"Old man Zhou, what do you want to say today?"

"Old Zhoutou, how can you be willing to bring your granddaughter out today!"

"Zhou Daxian'er, you talked about the accident at the foot of Qingyunmen Mountain yesterday, but you haven't said what happened to the ending!"

"That's right, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu's whole village was killed, what happened to the two children?"

Zhou Zhou Xian took Zhou Xiaohuan to the stage as soon as he stopped, and the people eating melons below began to shout.

Even a listener who enjoyed listening to books yesterday and came early this morning asked for a pot of good tea to moisten his throat before he started speaking.

"Brother Zhou, what you said yesterday was very exciting, and I liked it very much.

But the problem is that what kind of divine sword and thunder true trick you are talking about, what kind of great Brahma Banruo, they all only have names, but they don't say what kind of supernatural power they are.

Although this is also very popular to listen to, it is always a little unpleasant. ”

"That's right! Yes! Old man Zhou, if you tell the story again this time, why don't you just make the flow of the moves a little clearer, and let everyone know what is the difference between the gods and us ordinary people fighting! ”

There was an uproar in the audience, but Zhou Zhou Xian was a little stunned.

Looking at the middle-aged man who brought himself good tea and asked himself to tell stories and tell specific moves, Zhou Zhou Xian had an urge to cry - moved!

At this moment, he wanted to hug the middle-aged man and cry bitterly, and shouted-Are you the one sent by the Taoist ancestor to help me?

Yes, To!

In fact, on the way here, Zhou Zhou Xian has been worried, he has been telling stories in Heyang City for a few months, and in the past, storytelling has always only said the name of the move, and never described it specifically.

But this time, if you suddenly say all the moves in extraordinary detail, will it cause any bad reversal?

Like what...... The audience is so long-winded that they can't make so much money?

And at this moment, the middle-aged proposal aroused the approval of most of the audience, which directly saved Zhou Zhou Xian most of the trouble.

"Since all the officials have asked for this, then the immortals will not hesitate to give advice, and let you see the true face of the immortal family."

With a slight roll of his eyes, Zhou Zhou Xian led Zhou Xiaohuan to sit on the chair on the side.

Zhou Xiaohuan obediently held the sugar gourd and gnawed on it, and Zhou Zhou Xian turned around and returned to the long table and picked up the shocking wood on the table.

"System, this is really reliable, right? As long as this god stick tells the story, people who have enough fit will be able to comprehend the exercises explained by this god stick from the process of storytelling? ”

In response to Zhou Xian, it was a cold eight words, "Produced by the system, trustworthy." ”

"Good!"

Zhou Xian replied in his heart, and the startled wood in his hand fell downward.

"Smack!"

In an instant, the bookstore, which was noisy a moment ago, became audible, and only the sound of Xiaohuan gnawing on a sugar gourd sounded from time to time.

The last book said that Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu returned to the village and found the tragic image of the whole village being slaughtered, and they were stimulated, and they both fainted again.

But they knew that after the two of them fainted, they were fortunately rescued by Song Daren, the first big disciple of Qingyunmen Dazhu Peak, and brought them back to Qingyunmen.

Then, the two of them entered the Qingyun Immortal Gate by chance, and at this time, they were already practicing in the Immortal Gate.

The two have just started, and the follow-up story will not be shown for the time being, today...... This immortal will tell you this other story! ”

"Don't!"

As soon as Zhou Xian's voice fell, a group of unhappy voices sounded below.

"That's right, the story of Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu hasn't been told yet, why are you going to tell other stories?"

"Yes, yes! Isn't it just not happening yet? Zhou Da Xian'er, don't you often think of yourself as an immortal? Could it be that the future fate of the two boys who had just entered the fairy gate could not be calculated? ”

"That's right, is it possible, Zhou Daxian, who is a professional storyteller and a part-time immortal guide, is just a liar who is deceived and deceived?"

"That's right, it doesn't matter if it doesn't happen, telling the story that happened is just hearsay, telling the story that didn't happen in advance, isn't it more obvious that you are Zhou Daxian's ability?"

"Yes, Brother Zhou, you just work hard, do some calculations, and tell you the story of Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu after they entered the mountain gate!"

This time, Zhou Xian sat on wax.

What immortals guide the way, what great immortals, it's just his usual fortune-telling rhetoric that fools people.

In fact, he knows very well how much he has learned the skills passed down from his ancestors, and where will he calculate the future.

Moreover, even if he learns the skills of the old ancestor ten out of ten, it is impossible to really calculate the specific experience of the two teenagers in the future.

Fortune telling, fortune telling, to put it bluntly, is just to calculate the fortune of a period of time, fortune and misfortune, life and death, and where is the ability to predict all the future.

If he really has that ability, he is not an immortal to guide the way, but a true immortal to descend to earth.

Listening to the cries of the crowd below, Zhou Zhou Xian was just about to refuse, when the cold voice of the system suddenly came from his consciousness.

"Host, can meet these people's requirements."

"Satisfied? Speaking lightly, you tell me what to satisfy? This god stick is just a god stick, not a god.

You think I don't want to talk about it? But now these news have been obtained at a great cost to this god stick, what happened next, how do I know where to go? ”

"The system knows!"

In order not to arouse the suspicion of the essence of Zhou Zhou Xian too much, Su Luo still replied in a mechanically cold and unemotional voice.

The system knows.

This sentence was obviously not loud, but it was like thunder, and it directly smashed Zhou Xian's face in a daze.

"Department...... system, do you really know? ”

If the system can really know what will happen in the future, it is not simply a prediction of good and bad, but can tell it as a story.

So...... What is the origin of this system?

Su Luo did not reply to Zhou Zhou Xian's doubts this time, and directly threw Zhou Zhou Xian a yellowed thread-bound book.

On the cover of the thread-bound book, two big characters are written in traditional Chinese - "Zhu Xian"!

Seeing these two words, Zhou Xian's intuition shook his heart.

He knew that the Zhenjiao Divine Soldier of Qingyunmen was the Zhuxian Sword.

Now, the name of this book is Zhu Xian, is it directly named after the Zhu Xian Sword of Qingyunmen, or does it tell the viewer that the value of this book is no less than that of the Zhu Xian Sword of Qingyun Gate?

Or, just on the surface, this book records the Zhuxian incident.

Punish immortals, kill immortals?

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhou Xian subconsciously shuddered, not daring to continue thinking about it.

As soon as his consciousness moved, Zhou Zhou Xian opened the book called "Zhu Xian" in his consciousness, and in his consciousness, he quickly skimmed through the first few chapters.

After seeing Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu wake up from Qingyunmen, Zhou Zhou Xian let out a long breath.

I won't talk about it later, but at least the things recorded in the front are exactly what he knows.

So, this book of Zhu Xian.....

If the following records are also things that will happen in the future, then the value of this "Zhu Xian" seems to be ..... The Qingyun Gate's Zhuxian Sword can't be compared, right?

The heart is turned upside down, and the thoughts are turned thousands of times, but in fact, the reality is just a moment in the past.

After a moment of confusion, Zhou Zhou Xian's face reappeared with that pretended to be mysterious.

"Good! Since you have Yaxing, this god will make an exception today, calculate the future of these two teenagers for everyone, and tell you the story that will happen after the two teenagers! ”

As soon as Zhou Xian's words came out, he immediately won a full house.

And looking at the excited and expectant audience below, Su Luo in the system space also had some expectations in his heart.

If, when the future of Zhuxian is the future, the fate of the people of Zhuxian is passed down in advance in the world of Zhuxian as a biography.

Will the fate of those characters in the story still follow the established trajectory?

Is it possible for those doomed tragedies to continue to happen?