At this time, there was a lot of hustle and bustle in the Star Picking Building.

It has been a while since the last time Li Tong told the story, and it was the first time he opened a passage to a foreign land in the middle of the desolation.

Because after Li Tong obtained the black myth world, he first spent some time exploring and sorting out resources, and found some new and interesting things in it, so the interval between the stories this time was a little longer.

Of course, there are some reasons why he did it deliberately, one is to free up some time for cultivation, and the other is that the things he has revealed are a little too much for a while.

Whether it is the passage that can go to a foreign land with a real body, or the terrifying strength that was later displayed in the Star Picking Tower, these need enough time to brew and ferment among the sentient beings and the immortals.

Only in this way can he let Li Tong's reputation spread all over the wilderness, and finally reach a point where no one knows and no one knows.

Hongjun Daozu couldn't have imagined that because of his vigilance against Li Tong in his heart, he deliberately sneaked into the Star Picking Tower, wanting to explore his virtual and real actions, but in the end it became the background board for his fame.

It's really unpredictable.

And for those immortals who have learned from various sources that the ten great supernatural powers who have gone to a foreign land this time have gained a lot, it is like a year.

For these immortals who have achieved Golden Immortals and even Da Luo, time is just a tool to measure the passage of time, not a time that determines life and death.

The lifespan of almost immortality and longevity makes them unaware of the passage of time in the past.

However, after Li Tong revealed his mysteries again and again, their transcendent state of mind was shattered, and it was difficult to maintain.

As if they were enchanted, they felt uncomfortable and itchy after not listening to Li Tong's words for some time.

If Li Tong has a heart, he can use this to advertise in this desolate world, just like saying:

"Listening to Mr. Li's storytelling, it will be worth a hundred years of my cultivation!"

"After listening to Mr. Li's story, I suddenly realized that I was just a frog at the bottom of a well in the past, but now my vision has opened up, and I have looked to a broader world."

"Since Mr. Li stopped saying it every day, I was simply in an unstable state of mind, and my cultivation was regressive! When is the day of waiting like this, when is it a head......"

Of course, such an idea is just a fleeting thought when Li Tong relaxes after practicing, and it should not be true.

What's more, at this time, why did he need to use this to increase his fame, the immortals of the entire Three Realms were attracted to him, and they were all natural salesmen in his hands.

In that case, why do that thankless task.

Not to mention the several saints and great supernatural beings who went to the black mythical world this time, they are examples of living and free, and they are existences that have directly benefited from Li Tong.

There is no need for them to lobby in person, but after this kind of news is spread, the outdated concepts of the countless immortals and gods in the desolate world will be completely subverted.

Whether you believe it or not, I am afraid that you will come to him to take a look at the star-picking building.

And by then, when everyone has entered the building, will there be anything else?

When he arrived at the duck in the pot, how could Li Tong let him fly away!

Looking at the unfamiliar faces below that were either suspicious or suspicious, Li Tong calmly stood on the high platform of storytelling in the past, with a smile on his face, not caring at all about their doubts and distrust at this time.

Time, will tell them everything.

Glancing at the top floor, the sect leader, who had become more and more confident and flying recently, leaned back on his chair and said something to Nuwa Niangniang and Houtu Niangniang with a smile, which caused the two of them to be surprised and surprised.

And cheekily rubbed recently, and also got a pot of enlightenment tea, and the two of them were excluded at this time, and they couldn't hear the content of the conversation between the three.

It seems that he has been smiling all the time, but the curiosity in his eyes that scratches his ears and cheeks can't be hidden.

However, they are not the same kind of people, and they can't fit into the small circle of others after all.

It's good that the sect leader doesn't do anything to the two of them who wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob them in the first place, and Nuwa doesn't have any good friendship with them, not to mention Houtu, Jizo is still rowing in the River Styx at this time.

So these two people are here, but they are awkward, so they are not embarrassed.

Li Tong looked at this situation and laughed in his heart, but he didn't have any thoughts of helping these two saints out of the siege, as a saint mixed up in such a situation, but he was also the only one.

Although in this, his help is indispensable.

But Li Tong has no remorse, who let these two fight from the beginning with a bad heart and a crooked mind about him, and now the two of them can be allowed to come in to listen to the book, all for the sake of popularity.

Otherwise, Yuan Shi Tianzun, who was hiding in the Jade Void Palace at the moment, was their role model.

Shaking his head slightly, he put these people aside for the time being, these saints don't need to greet themselves, although he has some things to say to the sect leader and Nuwa Niangniang, but it is inconvenient to delay the story.

Let me finish the book today, and then speak to them in detail.

After settling down, he picked up the startling wood and was about to take a picture, when suddenly there was a burst of angry shouts outside the building.

Li Tong was a little surprised and looked out with everyone's eyes, and saw a red-clothed cold Taoist confronting a Taoist in a dark Taoist robe.

"Styx, Zhen Motoko?"

Just at a glance, Li Tong recognized who these two were, and there was no mistake for a long time.

But it's weird in my heart, isn't it that the last time I was fighting for the Chaos Bell, Styx handed over a remnant soul of the Red Cloud Dao person to Zhen Yuanzi, and the grudge between the two was written off.

Why did you get entangled again at this time?

"I'm afraid there's something wrong with that remnant."

After thinking about it for a while, Li Tong guessed what was going on.

A hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes, but he didn't immediately interrupt the two.

Originally, the battle between the two of them was an old grudge handed down from ancient times, and if it could be eliminated, it would have disappeared long ago, Li Tong didn't think that he had so much face for the two to shake hands and make peace.

Rather than wasting words in vain and not pleasing them, it is better to take a look at the excitement first, which can be regarded as heating up the scene in advance for today's storytelling.

Outside the Star Picking Building.

Zhen Yuanzi Daxian, who was a little tired because of the transition in recent days, bumped into this Styx before he entered the door, thinking about what he had done, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart and his eyebrows.

"Styx !!"

I only heard a whisper like gritting teeth, and the terrifying aura instantly rolled up outside the building, and I saw a big sleeve waving, and it seemed to be filled with a starry sky inside, enveloping the earth.

Sensing the signs before the release of such a supernatural power, Rao is extremely calm Styx Ancestor was also a little panicked at this time, and then looked at Zhen Yuanzi with a little questioning.

Could it be that in front of this star-picking building, did you Zhen Yuanzi dare to openly do it?

Originally, the Styx Ancestor's perception of Li Tong was only that he had strong means and many friends, and he was impressed by the powerful force of Emperor Ye Tian and the empress.

But he was still a little unimpressed by the story told by Li Tong, but then he heard the story of the black mythical world and entered the foreign land in person, and only then did he understand its horror and horror.

Even if he is as rebellious as him, he doesn't dare to engage in the east and west in front of the star-picking tower where Li Tong is sitting at this moment, so does Zhen Yuanzi, who also has such an experience, dare?

The Styx Ancestor didn't believe it in his heart, but when he thought of the entanglement of his words, he was really afraid that he would really do something to himself with a twitch in his brain, but he had to guard against it.

As soon as his mind moved, the two swords of Yuan Tu and Ah Bi shook, and at the same time, a dark color that had never been seen on him before flowed in the blood-colored divine light.

However, before the supernatural blow was ushered in, a question fell into his ears first:

"Styx Kid! It's too much to deceive me! ”

"You clearly told me that there is still a wisp of flawless remnants in Red Cloud that I can revive it."

"But that remnant soul is clearly tainted by the blood river, what are your intentions?"

Zhen Yuanzi was very angry in his heart, although in his opinion, this matter could not be solved after having that exotic spirit root, but it was obvious that the Styx Ancestor still deceived him in this matter.

Even, he harbored evil intentions and wanted to bury mines around him.

In that case, then the grievances mentioned before can't be written off, and this matter will definitely not be over.

Hearing Zhen Yuanzi's words, the Styx Ancestor secretly said in his heart Sure enough, although he did that skillfully, then how could such a wisp of remnant soul escape the investigation of Zhen Yuanzi up and down, and it was only right to be discovered.

He didn't have any shame or anger at the revelation at this time, but was extremely frank and dismissive, and pouted:

"What do I say, it is worthy of your Zhenyuanzi Daxian to be so prosperous."

"At the beginning, you and I said that I would hand over the remnant soul of the red cloud to you to write off the previous grudges, but I didn't say that this remnant soul was okay, right?"

Styx's scoundrel-like spreadout:

"Today, all of you Daoists are here, you might as well comment on it, I have kindly protected the remnant soul of the red cloud for so many years, and there is no merit and hard work. Who of you can keep a remnant soul alive in the sea of blood? ”

"It's good to be able to protect yourself from being dirty, how can you take care of others!"

"You ......"

Zhen Yuanzi was angry, this Styx was clearly secretly changing concepts, how could others compare with him who was born in the sea of blood!

What's more, this remnant soul of Red Cloud was not brought to the River Styx by him, and now he has begun to cry out for injustice, there is still such a truth in the world?

Zhen Yuanzi, who was angry, immediately waved his sleeves regardless of it, and was about to teach this person a good lesson with such a great power in his sleeves.

But at this moment, a gentle but somewhat unquestionably domineering force locked on the two of them.

At the end of the day, the forehead of the Styx Ancestor wrinkled, as if there was a cold sweat.

"Humph!"

"If you two don't want to listen to books, then just leave, go to the chaos and be clear, don't make people laugh here.

"If you are obsessed and continue to shoot outside this star-picking building, then don't blame this seat for being unkind to you!"

The words fell, and everyone followed the undisguised source of the voice, and looked at the seventh floor of the Star Picking Building, which was not open to them immortals, and they had an understanding in their hearts.

Woman, saint, isn't that Nuwa Niangniang!

Sensing the qi machine locked on his body and containing a faint power of a saint, Zhen Yuanzi finally calmed down and took a long breath.

But again, has Nuwa Niangniang arrived?

And if Nuwa Niangniang is here, then the Tongtian Sect Master, who has always been good friends with Li Tong, will not be absent.

Silently thinking of Li Tong's status in the hearts of countless immortals and even saints, after a little weighing, the Styx Ancestor firmly shut up and stopped provoking Zhen Yuanzi, and quietly walked into the building and sat in his place.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the back of the Styx deeply, exhaled a long breath, and calmed down in his heart, and after bowing slightly to the invisible place on the top floor, he also stepped into the building.

A faint reminder that echoed in his ears just now made him re-examine everything after Hongyun's death.

And the exact words of that voice were:

"After the fall of the Red Cloud Daoyou, there was no soul in the desolate world!"

Thinking about it like this, he felt extremely frightened, if this was true, then he couldn't say that he would be grateful to Styx for saving the remnant soul of Red Cloud, no matter what he had in mind.

With a heavy heart in his stomach, Zhen Yuanzi slowly sat down.

The rest of the audience was also amazed when they watched this scene.

In the past, when Mr. Li was talking about books, there were many immortals among the people who came and went, and there were even more people who could think of today.

These ordinary listeners also reacted, it turned out that Li Xianshen already had such momentum and prestige in the Three Realms!

And just telling stories can attract so many immortals to listen to books, which makes them admire Li Tong's ability more and more in great doubts.

However, what they didn't know was that the immortals they couldn't see in their sight came and went far more than that.

Even their main purpose is not to listen to books at all.

"Smack!"

Li Tong watched Zhen Yuanzi sit down slowly, and also put away the lively look on his face, and bowed slightly to Nuwa Niangniang above, which was regarded as thanking her for stopping her words.

Then, his eyes swept over the many listeners who were full of anticipation and seemed to be anxious, and they clapped their palms with shocking palms.

"Smack!"

Clenched his hands into fists and said with a little thanks:

"Thank you for coming, without further ado, let's start today's storytelling."

Li Tong sat down, unfolded the folding fan with a brush, and then asked with a smile:

"It's been a few days since the last storytelling, and the story of the black myth world has been delayed for some time to end, so from today on, we will continue to tell the story of the legend of the emperor."

"At the same time, it is also to lead everyone to witness the rise of Ye Hei from the end of the micro until the ......"

The smile in his eyes was even worse, and he looked at the audience below who were full of anticipation, and said slowly:

"Until he becomes, Emperor Ye Tian!"