In the distance, the elder of the Little White Hall led the few remaining people who had passed the level to the last field.

Lin Cui and Mo Li also ended their conversation, and Lin Cui returned to the queue.

"Next, it's our last level, the Martial Arts Pass."

"What is the martial arts level, is to test your cultivation talent. Don't think that joining the Xiaobaitang means that as long as the medicine saves people, the cultivation of kung fu can not be left behind, you must know that our Xiaobaitang is not only famous for its medical skills, but also for its knife skills, so don't miss the reputation that our head has established in the world. ”

Then he stepped aside.

"Mo Li, you come."

"Me?" Mo Li pointed to himself and stepped forward in confusion.

I didn't have that in the past few years.

"Next, you will learn from them one by one, and the four people who have persevered the longest will pass the level."

Mo Li lowered his face, this is going to use himself as a punching bag.

Turning his head to look at the elder, he saw the elder looking at him kindly.

"Good boy, go ahead."

Mo Li smiled on the surface and responded, "Yes, Elder, I will definitely do my best." ”

In his stomach, he secretly scolded the elder several times.

This old thing, it must have been that I was too leisurely before, talking and laughing with Miss Lin, and I was not happy.

Let's walk to the middle of the field.

"Who's coming first?"

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Qianzhou, a small city, the storyteller is still talking.

"The Second Emperor must have known that the Li Imperial City occupies Sangzhou, and the Zhang royal family divides Yuezhou. And a sword is the head of the sword mound in the extreme north of Yuanzhou, Yang Yifei. ”

The storyteller took a sip of the tea he had brought with him and continued: "Yang Yifei is not a good stubble, you must know that the sword mound was not there before. ”

"Where's that?" The little fish also came to be interested.

"Of course, it is in the center of Yuanzhou, for some reason, a few decades ago, Yang Yifei suddenly gave up the prosperous place, and moved to the northernmost part with the power of the whole sect, you know, there is a perennial ice and snow, and further north is already a desolate place, no one knows the reason for his move, but everyone knows that Yijian has been in the late stage of the merger for a long time, and he is the most likely person in the mainland to survive the heavenly tribulation and reach the god. With the courage of this relocation of the family, it is enough to beat the three knives in the top ranks. ”

"What are those three knives?"

"One of the three knives is Beifeng Yan Dao Xu Liang'er, Xu Liang'er, who is in the middle of the merger, has dominated Fengzhou for a long time, as the head of the Xu family, since he was born, he has occupied half of Fengzhou's luck, and suppressed the young talents of a continent for decades, which is not amazing."

"And the second of the three knives is the bone scraper Bai Xiao."

"I know this!" The little fish rushed to answer excitedly.

It's hard to get to know a familiar name.

"This is our Qianzhou."

"That's right." The storyteller replied to Xiao Yu'er's words.

"Bai Xiao is from our Qianzhou and the hall master of Xiaobaitang. But what makes him most well-known to the world is not his realm, but his title. ”

"What is his title?"

"In white." The storyteller patted the ruler.

"If you want to say that Bai Xiao in the white man, everyone really knows it, and no one knows it. If you ask an ordinary person, he may not know the name of Yang Yifei, the number one sword in the world, but he must know Bai Xiao. Because Xiaobaitang has been helping the world for decades, it was the emergence of Bai Xiao who founded Xiaobaitang, formulated a compliant diagnosis and treatment policy, set a general direction for doctors in the world, and saved the people in various places in this world. The storyteller gave a thumbs up.

"In today's world, Bai Xiao is the first."

"And what about another knife?"

The storyteller thought for a moment.

"I don't know how to introduce him."

"Why?"

"Because he came and went without a trace, he didn't belong to any faction, and he didn't know where he came from, and few people even knew his real name, and I could only use one sentence that Yang Yifei said about his introduction - only one move, I am invincible."

"So powerful?" Wei Changming asked suspiciously.

The storyteller spread his hands.

"Who knows? None of us have seen him, but we only know that the world calls him Mo Yidao. ”

The storyteller also made a special addition.

"By the way, although I haven't seen Mo Yidao, he must be a suave, handsome and dashing hero."

Without waiting for everyone to speak, the storyteller sighed.

"But the world is impermanent, the times change so fast, and the old and the new are changing quickly."

"Why do you say that?"

"Sangzhou is not peaceful now, I heard that the position of the Li royal family is not very stable. Among the young people, Hua Zilan stood out, and although the princes of the Li family were outstanding, they had not yet reached the level of overwhelming the previous generation, indicating that Sang Zhou's luck had been tilted. ”

"And there is also a turbulence in Qianzhou, and the most promising young and middle-aged generations who are in the above ranks have fallen one after another, whether it is Xu Zimeng of the Flower Moon Sect or Guan Luo, the young master of the Royal Beast Gate, they have all been intercepted and killed by unknown enemies, which is really embarrassing."

At this, the storyteller shook his head.

"It's really a creation that makes people, and creation makes people."

Then, the storyteller looked at Wei Changming and his party curiously.

"You don't look like you don't know this."

Wei Changming was about to speak, but was interrupted by the ridicule of the voice on the side.

"Hmph, of course I know." The little fish laughed. "But it's not clear if someone knows it."

Wei Changming was embarrassed.

Fortunately, it was the chief of Yi Dao behind him who relieved Wei Changming in time.

"Okay, we didn't know that much about it before, thank you for helping us out, this is a reward, let's leave first." Then he threw out a bag of money and beckoned everyone to leave.

"Hey, then I'm here to thank you, you guys go slowly, don't send it."

When the storyteller saw that he was being paid again, he immediately smiled and said goodbye to everyone diligently.

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When everyone was gone, the storyteller put away the items scattered on the ground and carried the package on his back.

"Hey, don't go, keep talking!" A passer-by stopped him and pulled at the placket of his shirt.

But I didn't expect that I accidentally ripped off the storyteller's bag.

"Bang dang." The man blocking the road was taken aback.

"Go, go, don't get in my way." The storyteller waved his hand, pushed the man away, picked up the package that had fallen on the ground, and went in the other direction, humming a song that he didn't know where he had learned as he went:

"Mo Yidao, Mo Yidao, only one knife is missing, where is the knife going."

The man who had been blocking the way waited for the storyteller to walk away before he suddenly came back to his senses, touched his head strangely, and left absent-mindedly.

As I walked, I suddenly remembered something.

"It's strange, why did I stay here for so long."