Xiao Er offered a piece of frosted melon seeds, and helped everyone fill the rice wine, and the monks in the teahouse talked more and more lively through the wine, and even the storyteller's impassioned tone was reduced to background sound.

Song Ming, who was sitting opposite Xue Yanjing, sighed: "I still can't believe it, he is really dead, we just went to the Yewang Temple, and when we came out of the mountain, it was like the sky had changed." ”

Xue Yan gave him a strange look: "How do I feel that you sound a little regretful?" ”

"There's no regret," Song Ming shrugged, "It's just that I don't think there's anything wrong with the controversy about him, far from the point where these irrelevant guys want to revelry over his death." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" The big man at the next table inadvertently heard his words in his ears, slapped the table board suddenly, and stood up, "The devil is ambushed, everyone in the cultivation world should clap their hands and celebrate, what is an irrelevant guy?" ”

Seeing that the big man was approaching Song Ming, with a posture of wanting to find fault, the disciples of Xuantian Sect got up one after another and surrounded the big man in the center.

Dahan obviously didn't expect that there were so many people in their group, so he was stunned for a moment, and then sat back in place very smoothly, and gouged out his ears: "I seem to have accidentally misheard something just now." ”

Xuantianzong and his entourage were going to be laughed at by this guy who bullied the soft and was afraid of the hard, seeing that the shopkeeper was trying to persuade him with a bitter face, he didn't want to make trouble in this kind of mixed place, so he also sat down one after another, and no longer cared about this big man.

At this time, Mr. Storyteller also finished telling the story of General Ye's silver spear killing the Demon Venerable, slapped the wood in his hand, and ended with a sentence "Xijiang Yue": "It is said that the dragon fights the tiger, and the rise and fall of the hand in an instant, and the name and surname of several lines in the history of Qingshi." ”

Xue Yan applauded him in the crowd and drank the light wine in his glass, as if he was accompanying the wine for the end of this story.

Mr. Storyteller took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and then talked about the legends of Guiyi Demon Venerable.

At first, it was fine, until he told a story about rescuing mortal children in an avalanche, when someone suddenly sneered: "How can his murderous guy save an inconsequential mortal child?" I'm afraid you didn't make up this story, right? ”

The storyteller was interrupted, but he still smiled and greeted: "This is what many mortals have seen with their own eyes. ”

"Really? Then you got me a testimony on the spot? Who wouldn't make up stories with empty teeth? The speaker waved his hand exaggeratedly and fanned his nose, as if the story made him smell a foul smell, "Then I also said that many people have witnessed Guiyi killing mortal children and plundering mortal women!" ”

"That's it!" Some people around him, who didn't know if they had drunk too much or if they were like this, all started to coax, "Change the story, don't tell this!" If you dare to spread rumors, you will break your front teeth! ”

The storyteller accompanied the smiling face: "Okay, don't talk about it, let's change it." ”

On Xuantian Sect's side, the female cultivator sitting next to Xue Yanjing was a little unbearable: "A group of monks embarrassed a storyteller in the mortal world, it's really a great majesty!" ”

The troublemakers knew that there were a lot of people on their side, and they didn't mean to get up and do something, and they fought with each other back and forth.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse is also a mortal, how can he dare to offend these monks who can ruin his life's foundation with one finger? Hurriedly took the opportunity to pull the storyteller off the stage and temporarily changed to the top of the singing song.

The woman on the stage plucked the silk strings and sang a fisherman's song babbling

minor, but the audience was noisy and didn't give her any attention.

Xue Yan got up in surprise and went to the backstage, there was no door here, only a curtain covered it, she knocked lightly on the door frame, and a young girl lifted the curtain and came out and looked at her in surprise: "Guest officer? ”

"I'd like to meet the storyteller."

"Please come in."

She lifted the curtain and invited Xue Yan to enter.

Xue Yan looked around in surprise and saw four or five people crowded into a small room, some practicing their voices, some were adjusting the pipa, the storyteller was lying in the innermost with a depressed face, and the woman on the side seemed to be comforting him.

Seeing Xue Yan's surprise, several people showed some surprised looks.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

The young girl who lifted the curtain for her smiled heartily: "Since the teahouse began to receive immortal masters from the south to the north, we haven't seen such polite guests for a long time, and they still know how to knock on the door." ”

"Fluttershy! Don't talk nonsense! The more mature woman on the side scolded her, and hurriedly apologized to Xue Yan, "I'm sorry, Fluttershy is too young to speak, and she is not derogating the immortals, I will make amends for her." ”

"No," Xue Yan looked at the young girl in surprise, "I assure you, we monks are not all like that. ”

The girl known as Fluttershy had just been reminded, and seeing Xue Yan's kind appearance at this time, she couldn't help but speak: "It's better not, otherwise wouldn't all the fantasy stories I heard since I was a child become a joke?" ”

The more mature woman glanced at her, and quickly changed the topic: "Guest officer, why are you here?" ”

Xue Yan walked up to the storyteller and handed over a piece of silver: "I want to listen to the story of Guiyi saving people." ”

The storyteller's eyes lit up: "Good! ”

Xue Yan hugged his knees and nestled in their soft cushions, and heard the storyteller tell the story.

The girl named Fluttershy on the side also listened, and when she heard Gui Yi control the surging white tide with her mana, and at the same time look back at the frightened people and let them go first, she couldn't help but sigh, "This is my favorite kind of story, heroes help the needy, chivalrous help the poor, I don't know why the guests don't like to listen to it." ”

"Maybe it's too bland, there's no ups and downs," the storyteller shook his head after finishing, "Actually, I rarely tell this story, and I won't tell it again." ”

"It's okay not to talk about it, let's avoid the limelight," the mature woman on the side sighed, "It was okay in the past, but now that the news of the death of a big man has come out, the people who hate him will only be more arrogant in the future." ”

Xue Yan was silent and handed the storyteller a silver ingot, turned around and left the backstage.

She passed through the crowd, because of her beauty, many people looked up to look at her, Xue Yan was surprised that she was not wearing a veil today, but no one felt that she was a little familiar, she remembered Song Ming's words just now,

Suddenly I wanted to laugh, but this was indeed a "carnival of irrelevant people".

They have no grudges with her in the past and no enmity in the near future, but they celebrate the fall of a big man who is far away in the world.

Xue Yanjing walked through the crowd, hearing the sound of cups clinking in his ears, and did not look down at their faces.

———

A few days later, the group returned to the Xuantian Sect, and bumped into Elder Jiang, Elder Bai and others who were about to go out at the sect, and hurriedly stopped to salute.

Elder Bai frowned and glanced at them: "How can you experience it so quickly."

Coming back? Don't give up just because of a little setback, right? ()”

Elder Jiang hurriedly relieved everyone: "I have read your message, and if you are knocked unconscious, you should really go back to the sect to see the medical cultivation first, you are very cautious, go quickly.?" ()_[()]?『 Come[]*See the latest chapter*Full chapter'()"

Song Ming didn't like to deal with the elder surnamed Bai, anyway, this guy was not his master, and he didn't teach them, so he only asked Elder Jiang affectionately at this time, "Uncle Jiang, where are you going?" ”

Elder Jiang sighed: "Guiyi Demon Venerable has passed away, Ye Yingge wants to give him a funeral, let's go and give him a ride." ”

Xue Yan was slightly stunned, she had thought that it might just be a fallacy, but now even all the major sects in the cultivation realm were alarmed, and it was obvious that the death of Guiyi was already an ironclad fact.

When all the disciples heard this, they all became curious, and some people remembered the attitude of those monks they met in the teahouse, and asked with a little hesitation: "There are many criticisms of Guiyi in the cultivation world, will it seem a little ...... if we Xuantian Sect go to see them off?" I mean, will it be true? ”

"Can't we think of it?" Elder Bai looked impatient, "Do you need to think about this?" ”

“……”

Elder Jiang was not a very patient person, but compared to Elder Bai, he was simply gentle and amiable, and when he saw that the disciples were worried, he casually explained their confusion to them: "No, Guiyi is the master of the One Realm, and we must not be negligent, seeing him off will not ruin Xuantian's prestige, or ruin our face." ”

Elder Bai crossed his arms and snorted beside him: "Anyway, I'm here to test Ye Yingge's attitude and the future trends of the Demon Realm, but I'm not here to see him off!" ”

Elder Jiang was finally annoyed by him: "You also said that we are here to test, not to find trouble, if you have this attitude, you don't have to go!" ”

"......" Elder Bai finally shut up.

Song Ming and the others were secretly refreshed in their hearts, and they pestered Elder Jiang to tell the disciples what he had seen and heard when he returned.

Xue Yan was shocked but suddenly spoke: "Uncle Jiang, can you ...... Bring me? ”

Good guy, the others were stunned and gave her a thumbs up, or are you cunning, we just want to hear the story, you actually want to go to the scene to see the excitement.

"Yes."

"No way!"

The two voices sounded at the same time, and the two elders, Jiang and Bai, glanced at each other, and the latter said irritably: "What can be?" When the time comes, in case of danger, you will protect her? ”

"I'll protect it, I'll protect it," Elder Jiang glanced at Xue Yan with a complicated expression, "If you want to go, come along, it's also an end." ”

"Thank you, uncle."

"I disagree!" Elder Bai said angrily, "What are you taking her for?" Go see her concubine ......."

"Shut up!" A female voice shouted, and a blue-clothed elder behind the two of them who had been silent stood up and looked at Elder Jiang, "Old Jiang, are you sure?" ”

"Hmm."

The blue-clothed elder understood him, and seeing that he was resolute, he guessed that this junior must have his blue eyes, and he was also relieved: "Okay, then you protect her and let her wear a veil, so as not to be recognized, if something really happens, we won't do anything for her." ”

"Good!"

Elder Bai wanted to say something, but the blue-clothed elder interrupted him again: "And you, I listened to your chirping all the way out of the mountain gate, and I was annoyed!" ”

“……”

After snuffing out Elder Bai's voice, Lan Yi looked at Elder Jiang again: "You fly with her, if you follow."

() If you don't get to us, we won't stop waiting for her. ”

"I understand."

Xue Yan was surprised that she could keep up, but someone wanted to take her to save effort, and she didn't refuse, and after stepping on the tip of Elder Jiang's sword, she whispered to him: "Uncle, thank you, actually...... I didn't expect you to agree. ”

"I won't take you, it's more dangerous for you to steal alone."

“……”

"If you go on this trip, it can be regarded as the end of your life in the first hundred years," Elder Jiang persuaded, "In the future, you will take care of it, don't pursue those past events, and be a good disciple of Xuantian, you have good talent and good temperament, and you will definitely succeed in the future." ”

"Okay."

Xue Yan smiled in surprise, raised his hand and put a curtain fence on himself, the curtain was covered with a veil, and a mask was buckled under the veil, and finally took out a pen and ink and hesitated whether to blacken his face.

"You...... Did I scare you? Seeing her so cautious, the blue-clothed elder thought that she was frightened by herself, but instead explained, "Let you wear a veil, just for fear that someone will recognize you and cause trouble, but you don't have to paint your face with ink." ”

When Elder Jiang heard the words ink on his face, he glanced back in horror and persuaded: "Ye Yingge didn't even kill the old department that returned to the unity, but let them go into hiding, so he won't be angry with you." ”

The blue-clothed elder continued: "The rest of the people present are almost all people with heads and faces, not the kind of inappropriate things that dare not retaliate against the deity and only dare to attack others, even if they recognize you as a demon venerable...... Old friend, I shouldn't care about you regardless of face. ”

That's not good, Xue Yan thought in surprise, after seeing his face, maybe they even stopped the funeral and wanted to cut her?

However, she still put away her pen and ink, Elder Jiang and his party flew extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they had passed a thousand mountains, Xue Yan stood on the long sword in shock, looked at the clear sky in front of him, and smiled and prepared to attend his funeral.