Zhang Xiyun and the three members of the Ruan family had just entered the cabin lobby, and the storyteller had already put on a posture and was about to talk about the last paragraph.

"Quick, mother, you sit here first, help us occupy the seats, and I will go with my father and brother Zhang to get food!" Ruan Qingni hurriedly beckoned her mother to sit down, "Mother, sit down, Mr. is about to start talking!"

Mrs. Ruan smiled helplessly, so she had to sit down according to her daughter's arrangement, and said to Ruan Menghe: "Then I will sit down and wait for you first." ”

Ruan Menghe nodded, and together with Zhang Xiyun, he was urged by Ruan Qingni to get food.

When they brought back the food, Mr. Storyteller was about to start, Ruan Qingni hurriedly put the dishes in her hand on the table, sat down on the chair, and stared at Mr. Storyteller.

Ruan Menghe smiled helplessly at Zhang Xiyun and said, "My daughter has become more and more obsessed with listening to books recently, which makes Little Brother Zhang smile." ”

When Ruan Qingni heard her father's words, she turned her head over and said lightly: "Obviously, the elder brother of the Zhang family also loves to listen to books!"

Zhang Xiyun smiled and said to Ruan Menghe: "Qingni is right, I am also a person who loves to listen to books, how can I see and laugh." ”

The two put down the dishes in their hands and sat down.

"A few days ago, I told you about the legendary deeds of Wang Yuan, the sword elder of Tianyong City, hundreds of years ago, and today I will tell you about the Tianjiao people in recent years!"

Zhang Xiyun was puzzled: "Why is the story of Wang Yuan's predecessors finished?"

Ruan Qingni turned her face sideways and smiled at him and said, "Yes, Mr. said it for the last time yesterday, but it's a pity that Brother Zhang missed it." ”

Zhang Xiyun shook his head and said, "It's really a pity that I missed it." ”

"If Brother Zhang wants to hear it, I'll tell you when I go back, I still remember it!" Ruan Qingni hurriedly said again.

The Ruan family and his wife looked at their daughter and shook their heads helplessly and smiled.

Zhang Xiyun said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll trouble you Qingni, when you get off the boat, I will invite your family to dinner again as a reward." ”

Ruan Menghe had a straight face, and said: "I can't help it, little brother Zhang, you go out to travel and study, and you don't have much entanglement on your body, besides, when you return to Zhonghuangzhou, we are the host's house, how can there be a reason to let guests invite guests to dinner!"

Zhang Xiyun said with a smile: "It's not in the way, it's just a meal, why does Brother Ruan need to say it so seriously?"

The two were still prevaricating, and the storyteller gently closed the book and patted it.

"It is said that after the Tianyong New Year, my Han Dynasty is getting stronger and stronger, and the name of the emperor is even more intimidating to the world, it is the head of the world's sects such as the three sects and the four sects, and he is also in awe of the Dragon Court, and then look at the left path and the like, he does not dare to mess around, everyone is in danger, and the soldiers lock the demon forest, and it is also ten thousand demons dormant!"

"In the thirty years of Tianyong, the emperor even set up a banquet in Qianlong Mountain, and set up a situation with the great monks of the god realm in the world for a hundred years.

"And three years ago, the emperor left Beijing, and the world was in an uproar, and until now, few people know where he went."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiyun was shocked!

Grandpa left the Imperial Capital City? Why is that! Where is he now? If he is not in the Imperial Capital City, then what should I do when I arrive in the Imperial Capital City? Is his departure related to the Hundred Years of Divine Seclusion?

Zhang Xiyun was irritable for a while, why didn't he first inquire about the past few years after he went down the mountain, and went directly to the boat to Zhonghuangzhou!

After he went down the mountain, he first arrived at Linxian Town, but he saw that the door of Yongan Inn was closed, and after asking the local people, he learned that Yongan Inn had been closed four years ago.

And he passed by Guancheng later, and heard that the eldest lady of the Mu family had traveled three years ago, he wanted to visit Mubian Chu, but he heard that Mubian Chu had closed the death pass, he probably knew that Mubian Chu had a demon blood cocoon, maybe he wanted to break through the divine realm!

Since Yang Yuan's death four years ago, the Yang family has been scattered, Yang Bin's life and death are unknown, and Yang Xi's whereabouts are unknown.

After that, he hurried to the ferry day and night, and got on this building boat, if he slowed down for two more days, he might know about the emperor's departure from Beijing.

Zhang Xiyun was secretly worried, but the storyteller was talking wonderfully.

"Now although the emperor is not there, the undercurrents of all parties are surging, but they are still afraid of the emperor's prestige, and this world is quite peaceful. ”

"And the hidden gods in the world have given countless small sects in the world a chance!"

"You distinguished guests, as you know, the Fangwai Sect is headed by the Three Sects and the Four Sects, because it has a Great Cultivator of the Divine Realm!

"And the hidden world of the Divine Realm has given those small sects a chance, and more importantly, the three sects and four sects have closed the mountains one after another, this move can be described as a stone that stirs up a thousand waves!"

"Think about it, the three sects and four sects closed the mountain, and the disciples who wanted to go to worship had no door to enter, and they didn't know when the mountain would open, so for various reasons, Tianjiao, who should have worshiped the three sects and four sects, had to turn to worship the rest of the families, and now each family has widely accepted disciples, which has caused the rise of the small sects in the world today!"

Most of the people present listened in a daze, and only a few people didn't seem to care.

The storyteller was so dry that he stopped, picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

And Zhang Xiyun frowned, still thinking about Zhang Yong's departure from Beijing.

Ruan Qingni, the little girl, was excited when she heard this, pulled Ruan Menghe's cuffs, and said, "Dad, since the Fangwai Sect now accepts disciples, my daughter also wants to be a monk, and she will ride the clouds!"

Ruan Menghe originally noticed that Zhang Xiyun was frowning, and was about to ask, but suddenly Ruan Qingni made such a fuss, so he had to say helplessly to her: "Don't mess around, how can the Fangwai sect be so easy to enter, even if it is just a small sect, it is necessary to have people with cultivation talent to get started, besides, what is good about monks, although they have lived a little longer, but there is still a day when the deadline is approaching, and now the situation in the world is so complicated, becoming a monk has to be afraid all day long, and he has to fight desperately with others." ”

Ruan Qingni saw that her father disagreed, so she pouted and didn't speak.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ruan also smiled and said to her daughter: "Your father is right, our family is very good to be mortals, maybe they are happier than monks, I am reluctant to let my daughter become a monk." ”

Seeing that even her mother, who had always loved her, did not agree, Ruan Qingni couldn't help but be deflated, and sulked alone.

At this time, Zhang Xiyun came back to his senses, and said to Ruan Qingni with a smile: "Actually, your father and mother are right, what is good about a monk, it may not be happier than a mortal."

Ruan Menghe nodded approvingly and said, "Brother Zhang is right, he can see through it at a young age, it's really rare!"

Ruan Qingni looked at him pitifully and said, "Brother Zhang, even you helped your father and mother bully me together!"

Zhang Xiyun couldn't help laughing, but Ruan Qingni ignored him angrily, and turned her head to look at the storyteller again.

I only heard that Mr. Shushu continued to preach: "Do you know why the existence of the three sects and four sects is closed to the world, in fact, there is a reason for all this!"

Mr. Storyteller suddenly closed his mouth, and everyone laughed and scolded, urging him to speak quickly, don't sell Guan Zi again, and some people directly took out silver taels and rewarded Mr. Storyteller, for fear that he would hang everyone's appetite, and suddenly said that he would wait for the next time to decompose.

The storyteller put the rewarded silver taels into his sleeve, smiled, and continued: "Everyone in the world knows that there are disciples in the sect, but you must know that now this world has been called the golden age because of the walking of the three sects and the four sects!"

Zhang Xiyun's heart sank, these four major boat companies were really unusual, and the storyteller they invited even knew these sect anecdotes clearly.

"Just four years ago, half of the disciples of the three sects and four sects, in order to protect the safety of Nanling Continent, were buried in those eight hundred miles of flame mountain!"

A series of exclamations rang out in the venue, and everyone talked about it, this sounds like a big deal, but why have I never heard of it!

At a table in the corner, there was only one person sitting, and there were two people standing behind him, with solemn faces, like this person's guard, and the man sitting at the table heard this, put down the wine glass in his hand, and frowned.