"The mountain range that stretched for 800 miles on Nanling Continent was originally covered with green trees, but it turned into a sea of fire four years ago, and now it is called the Eight Hundred Miles Flame Mountain!"

"There was an earth-shattering battle in that place, in fact, I don't know what happened, but then I got some news through the channels of the four major ships, it is said that there are people in the Left Dao, and the Great Monk of the Left Dao God Realm is to kill the emperor, to disturb the world, so as to burn the Eight Hundred Miles Mountain Range, and attract tens of thousands of monsters, intending to harm Nanling Continent!"

Hearing this, the person sitting at the corner table frowned, and picked up the wine glass again.

"I wonder if you have heard of the Centennial Seminary of the Three Sects and Four Sects?" the storyteller asked the people present.

Many people immediately replied: "I have heard of it!"

The storyteller smiled and took another sip of tea.

"At that time, the disciples of the three sects and the four sects happened to participate in the Sect of Cultivators in Nanling Continent, and when they learned of this, they all rushed to the Flame Mountain. ”

"Four years ago, everyone heard the sound of Buddha in heaven and earth, right?"

Someone immediately said up: "Of course I heard it, I thought that there was a Buddhist business next door!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the audience burst into laughter.

The storyteller also smiled and said: "This Buddha voice is actually the response of heaven and earth caused by a great cultivator of the Divine Realm in the battle of the Flame Mountain, and it is even rumored that this is the harbinger of the sainthood!"

Everyone gasped, didn't they say that there could be no more saints in the world now?

"So what happened in the end?" someone asked hurriedly.

The storyteller sighed and said, "That high monk has sat down."

Everyone was sorry, and then Mr. Storyteller continued: "In order to stop the catastrophe, the disciples of the three sects and four sects can be said to have fought bloodily and sacrificed their lives in exchange for the peace of Nanlingzhou today!"

Then Mr. Storyteller began to talk about the rumors of the Battle of the Flaming Mountain, and everyone listened to it with relish.

Zhang Xiyun is a person who experienced this battle, and when he heard it, he knew that most of the details that Mr. Storyteller said later were stories he fabricated himself, but he was also right partly, that is, the tragedy of that battle, countless people died in battle.

Listening to the storyteller's storytelling, Zhang Xiyun seemed to have returned to the Eight Hundred Miles Flame Mountain, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad when he thought of the disciples of the walking generation who died in battle.

"Besides, Meng Xianning of Qiong that day, it is rumored that he has only been practicing for more than 30 years, and he has already become an immortal, and he killed thousands of monsters in the battle of Flame Mountain alone!"

"In the end, together with the Zhenye Hall disciple that Fang just mentioned, he killed the demon leader and established the victory of this battle!"

As soon as Mr. Storyteller's voice fell, everyone present applauded!

"Okay!" Ruan Qingni, who was beside Zhang Xiyun, also got up and clapped excitedly.

Zhang Xiyun looked at the secular people who cheered for Senior Brother Meng Xianning, and finally had a trace of comfort in his heart, the sacrifices of the senior brothers were not in vain, he was a little grateful to this storyteller, at least he could make many people who listened to him remember those who died for the world.

Just when the crowd was enthusiastic and applauded, a sneer suddenly sounded in the venue.

"Tianqiong Meng Xianning?"

"Tianqiong is really as great as you say?"

Everyone looked at the person who spoke, who was sitting in the center of the room, middle-aged, quite burly, and slightly vicious.

He shook the wine jug in his hand, sneered, and said, "The world says that those small sects and sects are struggling and the sky is withering, but in my opinion, these three sects and four sects are no different!"

"Closing the mountain and secluding the world? That's a nice thing to say, how do you know that it's not an excuse made by the three sects and four sects, in the final analysis, you just don't dare to face the world where the Dragon Court is dominant!"

"Being the emperor alone, he didn't dare to breathe, so he was worthy of being called the head of the Fangwai sect?"

After he finished speaking, someone immediately retorted, "This brother, the Dragon Court and the sect, in the eyes of ordinary people such as us, are all protecting the world, and it is also with them that the people's lives are so comfortable, even if they have some concerns about each other, it is not something we can judge, I am afraid it is not good for you to say so!"

"That's it, I don't weigh myself, I just make a big deal of nonsense here!" As soon as the man finished speaking, several people chimed in.

The man sitting in the corner, hearing the argument of the crowd, looked at the place with interest with his glass in his hand, and beckoned gently, and one of the people standing behind him took a step forward, bowed beside him, and said, "My lord, what do you command?"

"That big man, there are a lot of criticisms about the three sects and four sects in his words, I think he is a little familiar, do you know who it is?"

The guard looked sideways slightly, and replied, "My subordinates know that that person's name is Yin Tianci, and he is also on the mortal list. ”

He nodded slightly, and then asked, "A mortal cultivator, how can he have such a grudge against the three sects and four sects?"

"This person is a monk of the Lingwu faction, after Zhou Xuan slaughtered Qianwu City with one person and one sword, the Lingwu faction has always complained about the three sects and four sects, and it is rumored that there are signs of a great tendency to the left path in the Lingwu faction. ”

At this time, the storyteller said to the vicious Han Yin Tianci: "How many things have the three sects and four sects done for the world?

Before Mr. Storyteller finished speaking, Yin Tianci interrupted him and sneered: "You are just a storyteller, is it possible that you have seen these things with your own eyes?"

The storyteller was angry, raised his hand to everyone, and said, "You ask everyone present, how many people don't know these things I said!?"

Everyone in the audience nodded one after another, and accused Yin Tianci again, but Yin Tianci didn't care, and sneered: "You mortals, how can you believe in those dirty deeds behind the three sects and four sects!"

Zhang Xiyun heard the clue, this big man seemed to be a monk.

Ruan Qingni was about to stand up, but was pulled by Mrs. Ruan, who was sitting on the side.

Yin Tianci continued: "What kind of protector of the world? They all say, you listen, who knows the truth? Since the world is so ignorant, it is natural that what they say is what they say."

Zhang Xiyun frowned slightly, how could this person be so prejudiced against the three sects and four sects, and what he said really made him unhappy.

And Ruan Qingni beside him stood up even more suddenly, and Mrs. Ruan couldn't hold her, looked at Ruan Menghe, and shook her head helplessly.

"You are really, how can you say that? If there are no three sects and four sects, I don't know how much suffering the world will suffer, maybe without them and the Dragon Court to protect the world, this world would have been occupied by the demon clan now, and you can't be sarcastic to them on this boat!"

Yin Tianci stood up, looked at the indignant Ruan Qingni, and slowly walked towards her, the faces of the Ruan family and his wife changed, and Mrs. Ruan hurriedly went to pull her daughter.

Yin Tianci's face was gloomy, Ruan Qingni was just a little girl after all, looking at the fierce man in front of her, she couldn't help but be afraid, but she still had the courage to say loudly: "What do you want to do!

"Little girl, then do you know that if there were no three sects and four sects, maybe Lao Tzu's hometown would not be a ruin now!"