In the tea pavilion, a group of people walking the rivers and lakes with swords and swords, dusting prayer beads, or wearing hats, or green shirts and sword costumes all laughed, and even some girls wearing beautiful jewelry, fair skin, and holding exquisite patterns and long swords couldn't help but giggle.

A few years ago, Mr. Banshu continued to write Dream of Red Mansions, and Luoyang paper became expensive overnight, which led to other novels of the previous dynasties to become popular, and "Journey to the West" is one of them.

The warriors in the rivers and lakes are particularly interested in the content of those who ask for immortals, and many people listen to the story, and after watching the shadow puppet show of Journey to the West, they are still unsatisfied, so they learn from Sun Dasheng in the book to drill waterfalls, visit immortal mountains, and set up canoes to find fairy islands overseas.

Pity.

It's not that they haven't found anything, they are busy working in vain, or they are beaten out by some hidden sects, and they make jokes for nothing.

"You're a storyteller."

The swordsman who rewarded him before patted the knife on his tea table and sighed: "Song has been walking the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, and he can be regarded as a good martial artist, but he can't get into a famous hall!" ”

The name is not blown out by itself, but typed.

If you don't have any skills beyond ordinary people, what about first-class masters?

"Song Daxia is not discouraged, there is a way:

There is a congenital above the first-class, Tongqi Jing Ren Du two veins, the true qi is endless, flying the sword, galloping thousands of miles and a sword to cut off the head of the enemy, drink half a cup, sprinkle half a cup and laugh and then drift away. ”

Xu found the entry point from Song Daxia's words, and the storyteller shook his fan to speak.

Although it is nonsense, people who go to the rivers and lakes know that the innate martial artist can't do the Flying Imperial Sword, at most, the true qi overflows, and he stretches out his hand to take the sword over.

But the writing of this storytelling is really good, and it is exactly what they will look like in the future!

"Above the congenital, there is also the grandmaster, condensing qi into a gang, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, casually break off a branch, flutter lightly, and the sword qi spans three thousand miles! Break the Khitan 300,000 wolf cavalry! ”

"Good!!"

"Reward!"

"One more!"

The storyteller's blowing attracted a group of businessmen, and the students who traveled to study applauded one after another, but unfortunately they were shy in their pockets, so they threw a few copper plates over.

On the contrary, it is the Jianghu people who are practicing martial arts with shame on their faces.

"The bullshit sword qi spans three thousand miles."

There is a sword practitioner muttering, touched his sword, not to mention three thousand miles, that is, the sword qi is a hundred miles away, the world's martial arts have to worship him as an immortal, buried in the sword peak for fifty years, Gongsun Sword God rushed down overnight to worship him as a teacher.

"But."

The storyteller stirred up everyone's emotions, and then turned sharply, "Can you know that there has been a major event on the rivers and lakes recently?" ”

Everyone in the tea pavilion was already attracted by him, and they all opened their mouths to speculate.

"Big deal? Could it be that the merchant ship transported by the Jia Family Chamber of Commerce to the Western Shenluo encountered a huge ice block in the extreme northern ocean, and all the ships full of silk and fine porcelain sank to the bottom of the sea, losing hundreds of thousands of taels of silver? ”

As soon as someone spoke, someone immediately retorted:

"It's definitely false! What kind of huge ice, the Jia family is a thousand-year-old family, they have been doing business with Westerners for so long, and they send dozens of big ships across the polar ocean every year, how come they have never heard of ice cubes? must have been robbed by pirates, and the Jia family said that they hit the ice for the sake of face. ”

"I also think it's fake, how can there be ice on the sea? Snowflakes fall into the sea and are washed away! ”

"True or false, only the people of the Jia Family Chamber of Commerce know."

"If there is ice, you can bring it back to cool off."

"I think it's true, if the Jia Family Chamber of Commerce encounters pirates, those doormen who raise them are not allowed to go out and set up a ship to cut them down? But now it is motionless. ”

"Since the Spring and Autumn Period, the doormen have all been wine bags and rice bags, don't you know?"

"Rank, rank!"

Before the topic could go astray, the storyteller hurried to stop them: "This is not what I am talking about!" ”

"Not this one? Could it be that the Heavenly Sword Club helped the master to challenge the old predecessors of the Sword God of Buried Sword Peak? ”

"Fart, the Heavenly Sword Society Demon Gate is also acting rampantly and domineeringly, and everyone will be punished! How can you bother the sword god to do it? ”

"Hahaha, you don't seem to be afraid of the Heavenly Absolute Sword Chu Nantian."

"What do you say?! Looking for a fight, isn't it?! Or are you also a demon gate?! ”

"I am a third-generation disciple of the Qingluan Sword Sect, which sect of the Demon Sect are you?"

No matter how good the temper of the Jianghu people who practice martial arts, the sword in their hands will still make them have a dignified fighting spirit, and they will start fighting if they disagree, and it is unfavorable to try their sword skills with the opponent's fists and feet.

The six-eared scholar was not surprised by this, Xingmu slapped it again, and shouted:

"That's not what I'm going to talk about, it's about a grandmaster of the Yin Demon Sect!"

As soon as the name of the Yin Demon Gate came out, most of the people in the teahouse quieted down.

The sects, families, dart bureaus, chambers of commerce, etc., on the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, are afraid of being listed as a demon gate by the imperial court, such as the Heavenly Sword Society, although the people of the rivers and lakes do not think that it is a demon gate, but they will still be pointed at their noses and scolded, and they will lose three points in righteousness.

Of course.

On the other hand, some sects will take the initiative to enter the Demon Gate, act unscrupulously, the exercises are vicious and cruel, and the methods are despicable and shameless.

The Yin Demon Gate is one of the Demon Gates, the owner of the Sect Immortal Old Demon once escaped under the Sword God, and has been away from overseas for decades, only to hear of his return in recent years, and secretly control the Yin Demon Gate to make waves.

Being able to escape under the hands of the Gongsun Sword God of the Buried Sword Peak and return after living for many years, the strength of the immortal old yin demon is at least a great grandmaster, close to the realm of the supreme grandmaster, and ordinary grandmasters are afraid to see it, let alone ordinary masters of the rivers and lakes.

"What's wrong with the Yin Demon Sect Grandmaster?"

Song Daoke became interested and asked, "But who did you kill and do something big?" ”

"No, no, no."

The six-eared scholar shook his head, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "It is said that the grandmaster was chased and killed by an old woman, and he still can't get rid of it after escaping thousands of miles, I'm afraid he can only go back to find the immortal old demon of the door master to make a move, so as to stop the mysterious old woman." ”

The people in the rivers and lakes were shocked.

An old woman who can hunt down a grandmaster must also be a grandmaster, and it is very likely to be a great grandmaster.

"Why?"

Song Daoke didn't ask about the identity of the mysterious old woman, but asked why he was chasing and killing.

The rest of the people in the rivers and lakes are also quite curious.

There are not many things that can make a fight between grandmasters to the death, let alone chase and kill thousands of miles.

"It's said, it's just said, I don't know the details."

"Speak quickly!"

"Ahem, well, I'm sorry to be in the ranks, this voice has been ...... lately"

"Reward!"

"Come on, Uncle Xie!"

After receiving the reward, the six-eared scholar's voice immediately improved, and he hurriedly said: "It is said that it is because of a novel called "Land Immortal Love and Feud Record"! ”

"What the hell!?"

"A novel?!"

"I'm going to give me back your money!"

"Promoting your dad's novels, right?"

The crowd was surging, just like going to the Qinglou to spend three thousand taels to twist the waist of a famous prostitute, but found that it was a famous prostitute twenty years ago, and now he has become an old bustard, and his bucket-thick waist is twisting around in the room.

"Don't, don't, heroes, heroes, it's all true! No, no, that's what I've heard! ”

The six-eared scholar hurriedly said the biggest secret: "It is said that this novel is written by the land immortal Zhao Sanhe himself, and there is a cultivation method in it that transcends the supreme grandmaster, has an epiphany of the unity of heaven and man, and achieves the land god fairyland!" ”

Inside and outside the teahouse, quiet down.

They didn't know what a land immortal was, but the words of surpassing the supreme grandmaster were enough to make people's hearts stir.

Why is the Supreme Grandmaster called Supreme?

It is because no one has ever seen it above this realm.

The red leaf monk of Yongkang County is said to be the realm of the unity of heaven and man, but unfortunately no one has seen it with their own eyes.

"Land Immortals?"

Song Daoke subconsciously clenched the knife on the table, and an inexplicable surging heat rushed out from his heart.

"Close the dead, open the gate of heaven, and attract immortal energy, although you can't survive the catastrophe, but you also live for a thousand years, and you are a land immortal!"

The six-eared scholar sighed: "It's a pity that the person who bought that novel either died or the book was stolen, and even the booksellers and workers who printed the book were completely killed by the Demon Gate, and only a few words came out of the book. ”

Everyone was silent, thinking.

"Where did this book first come from?" Song Daoke asked him.

"Yongkang County."

"Okay, Song will go to Yongkang County to see what kind of realm the so-called land immortals in that book are!"

Song Daoke raised his head and drank a bowl of wine, took the knife, jumped on the horse tied under the tree, pulled the horse rope, the black horse neighed, and galloped along the official road.

The people who stayed behind looked at each other a few times, and many people also got on their horses and left.

Whether it's true or not, you have to take a look at it to find out.