“…… In the primeval years, good and evil were not distinguished, the immortal path was undecided, the heavens and the earth were chaotic, and the sacred was strange and barbaric......"

The storyteller talked eloquently, telling the "primeval story" to a group of curious onlookers.

In fact, the profession of "storyteller" is not uncommon among the Terrans.

Since the time when the Heavenly Court was a fool, countless storytellers have roamed the streets and alleys, telling distant stories to the human race that has never left Kunlun Mountain.

But most of the stories told by these storytellers are unremarkable, and after talking too much, everyone will get tired of listening to them.

But the storyteller in red in front of him is different from the usual, everyone tells some ordinary historical stories and geographical objects, but he does the opposite, specializing in some excitement.

Weird, unknown, fearful, twisted, crazy...... is the feature of his story, and it is also his biggest selling point.

Everyone was scared when they heard it, but the more scared they were, the more curious they became, and they really wanted to hear the next plot and monsters, which was a sense of anticipation and shock that they had never had before!

“…… The dancer Houtu danced a cheerful and bizarre dance for Dijiang, Dijiang's eyes were chaotic, moving with the dance music of Houtu, and the body of the yellow sac also danced, flying up and down, and made a strange chirping: ......"

"I was so young that I didn't remember what the lyrics were, but I remembered: "Babble! Babble! ......] The strange scream, this sound often echoes in my ears, and I feel nausea and dizziness...... It was about an ancient ritual, dedicated to the fallen god Pangu......"

"To this day, I still often dream back in the middle of the night, inexplicably recalling the dances and strange sounds of the ancestral witch ritual...... I know, I can't escape......"

The storyteller slowly tells the thrilling story, the tone and emotion vaguely resonate, the rhythm of distantness and despair vibrates in it, and the atmosphere of the crowd gradually subdues.

Everyone fell into the wonderful artistic conception he depicted, and the face was both enjoying and resisting, which was a combination of desire and fear......

His grandma's!

A colleague suddenly poked his head out of the grass on the side, and watched everyone in the field empathize with the person's emotions, the atmosphere was low and mysterious, and he couldn't help but envy and hate:

It's this guy, relying on his original fantasy stories, wherever he goes, he sets off a fanatical trend, and countless people chase him.

As a result, other storytellers found that their stories were not being heard......

This is not a business robbery, everyone is an immortal, and they will not die if they don't eat or drink, and the reason why they came to the human race to tell the story is mainly to feel the sense of accomplishment of being sought after by people!

Isn't there a good saying:

Ponder what it is.

In addition to the pursuit of a higher realm, it is also a very important thing for immortals to realize the value of life, after all, things such as "Ming Dao" and "Dao of Enlightenment" are also a derivative concept of life goals.

But this peer is so good that everyone can't do it, and it will naturally attract the resentment of others......

So, the storyteller who was robbed of his business suddenly spoke out, breaking the atmosphere of everyone in the audience:

"This immortal, dare to ask if there is any basis for what you say? Hou Tu Niang Niang has the common people in her heart, and the ancestor of Dijiang has also served as the Emperor of Heaven, so you can't be slandered! ”

Everyone was at a loss, only the red-clothed storyteller smiled, waved the dust in his hand, and said lightly:

"When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and there is no place for inaction!"

As soon as the sentence came out, everyone's eyes lit up, and even the jealous colleague had to admit that the one who could say such a sentence was definitely not a third-rate wild immortal:

This person has something!

"If people think it's fake, then even if it's true, it's going to be fake, and vice versa...... It's so true or false, so why care? ”

The man in red asked rhetorically, but this peer couldn't catch the conversation, and he couldn't say why.

After holding it for a long time, he found a breakthrough:

"I won't talk to you, just that you tell these stories in great detail, could it be that you have really seen these ancient things?"

When we tell stories, we must naturally be reasonable and well-founded, and we are not easy to follow the crowd.

You dare to talk about these things, have you really seen them?

The man in red smiled:

"How do you know I haven't seen it? Have you seen me, haven't you seen it? ”

Peer:?

"Since you haven't seen it, why should you doubt whether I have seen it because I haven't seen it?"

Peer:......

I'm not going to go around with you as a riddler!

Valley......

"What about the River Styx? Why haven't you seen him in the mountains lately? ”

In the study of Yujing Mountain, Yang Mei, who had just finished writing something, stretched his waist, and took advantage of Bai Ze's time to come in to clean up the pages and add ink and paper, and asked where the Styx was.

Bai Ze shook his head:

"The disciple doesn't know where he went, but it's true that I haven't seen Senior Brother Styx for a long time, maybe he went down the mountain to collect the wind, right?"

Yang Mei frowned:

"Picking? Styx? He writes weird stories, what kind of wind can he pick? ”

If he really wants to collect wind, the whole flood will be suitable for the Styx, but since he was frightened by the terrorist behavior of Houtu intercepting the great reincarnation of heaven and earth, he said that he would not return to his hometown......

"That's it."

Yang Mei thought about it, loosened his brows again, and sighed:

"Styx is not a child anymore, naturally he will not do anything wrong, and I can't even control his whereabouts...... Let him go for a walk, for so many years, he has been staying in the mountains, and the [Ming Dao] and [Enlightenment] are all far away......

……

"Hatch!"

As soon as he sent off his red-eyed peers, the storyteller Styx sneezed inexplicably!

With a dozen sneezes, Styx whispered:

Bad!

Can you sneeze something like that?

This must be someone who has made great contributions to humanity talking about himself, and there is a ninety percent chance that it is his own teacher, Yang Mei Daxian!

"The teacher is talking about me, didn't he see that I had been away from the mountain for too long?"

Styx muttered to himself.

But turning his head, Styx shook his head again:

"The teacher shouldn't blame me for not returning to the mountain for a long time, it's probably just a thought......

"Besides, I'm not doing anything wrong...... I'm seeking. ”

Styx settled down and continued to tell his own story to the Terrans who were blinded......

In this way, he talked about one place after another, and every place he went to, it attracted the attention of thousands of people, which made him the strongest storyteller in the whole human race.

Even the co-owner Wangshu also heard about his deeds, and personally brought his son-in-law Yue Jian to listen to the story as a pastime.

Naturally, he recognized his identity, and after a friendly private chat, he personally advertised the River Styx to promote his original story of the strange flow.

When someone questioned its authenticity, Styx came up with the following sentence:

When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and there is nowhere to do nothing!

Whether it is true or not, people have their own claims in their hearts, and there is no need for him to deliberately emphasize it......

It is impossible to believe in nature.

Most people just joke and gossip, and only a small number of people will be skeptical.

This recognition, if you want to cause a great change in humanity, of course, it is impossible, but it also makes him move a few times:

On this day, Styx caught a little monster full of tentacles and howling weirdly, and he was so excited that he almost jumped!

That is, on this day, the Styx Enlightenment, is for:

The Secret Way!

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