In just a few days, three major events have occurred in the entire immortal cultivation world, from the sect family to the market, and the rumors are in full swing.

Luoyang city in the bustling and lively area of every inch of land, can be here to do a wine shop tea shop to make a living are some of the masters, now there is a shrewd restaurant shopkeeper to see the business opportunities, the restaurant outside the red flag gold erected, invited Luoyang City in the best storyteller of the old man, good wine, good tea, cakes, melons and fruits are readily available, but also some of the best goods, so that one by one holding the bronzing post into the table of distinguished guests before the show started, then smiled and spit out a good word.

The extraordinarily bright storyteller who cleaned up today picked up the teacup, moistened his throat with half a cup of tea, and the bamboo board in his hand for eating sounded, went straight to the topic, and said tactfully.

Bishan Mausoleum.

Luoyang City is located in the mountain, the family of the Xiuxian sect is numerous, and the huge Luoyang City is the pivotal fortress hub of the territory of the mountain. On weekdays, ordinary people can take a few glances at the immortal family who walked quickly beside them, and over time, everyone got used to it.

It is said that the appearance of the mountain mausoleum is sudden, and the departure is also sudden. It is said that many disciples of the sect who diligently searched for treasures and dug treasures in the Bishan Mausoleum only saw a flower in front of them, and the next moment they were already a hundred miles away from the Pishan Mausoleum, and they didn't know what was happening.

Only a few people were able to get out of the mountain mausoleum alive, and many more people stayed in it forever because of each other's struggles and snatches. Some ordinary sect families have lost a few capable disciples, although they are distressed, but they will not hurt their muscles and bones.

But this certainly does not include the Spirit Void Sect.

When the storyteller talked about Lingxuzi, the sect leader of the Lingxu Sect, he looked at the restaurant and slowly picked up the teacup and began to savor the remaining half of the tea that was still a little warm.

The listeners comprehended, laughed and cursed, took out some copper coins from their pockets and threw them into the gold porcelain bowl in front of the storyteller as a housekeeper's sign, and it was only a moment to fill the small half bowl. There was even more generous listening to the guest shouting and serving another pot of good wine and a few plates of fragrant peanuts that had just been fried out of the pot, and a few pieces of broken silver were rewarded in the bowl, and immediately let the storyteller fold an old chrysanthemum between his eyebrows, and hurriedly put down the teacup and continued.

Only one of the five disciples who were pinned on by Lingxuzi escaped, and the remaining four all died tragically in the mausoleum, and the secret treasure inheritance that was determined to be obtained was lost, and the opportunity to climb up to the five sects slipped away in front of him, which can be described as a bamboo basket for nothing.

Seeing that the disciples of the other sects had gained a lot, Lingxuzi lost his mind on the spot and was defeated by the other dozens of various sect powerhouses present. Lingxuzi returned defeated, his reputation was discredited, and the status of the Lingxu Sect was also greatly shaken.

The old storyteller's voice is full of anger, and he seems to speak casually, but his eyes dare not be careless at all, looking at every move of the listeners in the restaurant, and his tone is subdued and frustrated with the ups and downs of the storyline.

The old storyteller did not hesitate to show a smile to the delicate girl who filled the tea cup with new tea, took a sip of hot tea, wiped the sweat on his forehead, he was also afraid.

This story is about the most admired immortal family on weekdays, if it is a story that makes the faces of the immortals shine, it doesn't hurt, but this is talking about the Lingxu Sect, even if the old man is a mortal, the name of the Lingxu Sect has also heard of it. When I took this job, I hesitated for a long time, but of course, in the end, I couldn't reach the heavy silver taels in the hands of the tavern keeper.

The storyteller only begged not to be heard by any disciple of the Lingxu Sect who was passing by here, so he rushed in on the spot and dismantled his old bones.

After taking a few sips of hot tea to moisten his throat, the rhythm of the bamboo board in the old man's hand changed, and he talked about the second major event in the world of cultivating immortals.

Since the Ten Thousand Demons infiltrated Kyushu, there has been constant friction with the Immortal Dao Alliance, and there have been casualties on both sides, but there has been no news of the death of the Yuanying Realm monk so far.

It wasn't until a few days ago that the spell was finally broken.

When the listeners heard this, they immediately came to their senses.

Yuan Infant Realm overhaul, obediently, that is a character who can dominate the world.

Seeing the storyteller slowly picking up the teacup again, a man couldn't wait to say: "Old man, don't sell it, the old bottom of our pocket to change the new clothes for the mother-in-law at home has been rewarded into the bowl, and when I go back, maybe it's a half-night washboard, so let's talk to us quickly." ”

Seeing the man's sad face, the guests in the restaurant suddenly burst into laughter, and the storyteller was slightly stunned, obviously the first time he heard such a novel statement, and then put down the tea cup and replaced it with a bamboo board, pointing at the man and smiling: "This paragraph, respect the washboard." ”

The bamboo board shook gently, and the old man said slowly: "It is said that there is a giant boat flying in the sky to cover the sky in the west, and I can't see how big the giant boat is. On the bow of the giant boat, there is a peerless woman looking into the distance, and a man and a woman are guarding her. The ten thousand demons in Huizhou are like wolves and tigers, seeing this sky-covering giant boat from the upper five sects, and then looking at the delicate lady on the bow of the boat is picturesque, more like meat in a bowl, how can there be a reason not to kill or rob?"

An old man who boasted of not touching a leaf in the middle of a thousand flowers asked: "Old man, what kind of beauty is that beautiful and beautiful lady?"

Immediately next to him, there was an acquaintance of this "old glutton" who dismantled the stage and quipped: "Wang Wu, you are a color embryo, you only have the ability to harm the shopkeeper of the rice noodle shop next door and the widow on the street, you really dare to look at the fairy, maybe someone cut the bird in your crotch with a sword." ”

Wang Wu suddenly felt that the crotch of his pants was cold, and the momentum of the love scene was discharged, and he muttered in a low voice: "If you don't have eye addiction, I can always have an ear addiction." ”

The old man said unhurriedly: "That woman is really a celestial figure, born with ice muscles and jade bones, picturesque eyebrows, beautiful figures with undulating peaks and peaks, and the graceful curves that should be warped, all of which are vividly outlined against the backdrop of a corset black dress." Seeing each other, I can make you think about tea and don't want to sleep at night. ”

Without waiting for the guests to urge, the old man had already continued: "The evil cultivation of the Ten Thousand Demons is powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, can you compare to the Yuanying Realm of Qingyun Mountain? ”

The old man is old, and he feels that there is smoke in his throat after talking for a long time, and he has half a cup of tea in his stomach, and he pats the wood, "The third big thing, and listen to the next decomposition!"

There was a sudden mourning in the restaurant.

It's just that at this time, the disciples of the Shangqing Palace, who were thousands of miles away, didn't need to wait for the old man's next decomposition, they were standing in a huge shadow, looking up, because the third major event at this moment was above their heads.

It was a Qingluan giant boat that was much larger than the entire Shangqing Palace.

All the elders in the Shangqing Palace, along with the palace master who usually saw the head and tail of the divine dragon, appeared together, and they had already learned the news in advance, and they were welcoming the visitors of Qingyun Mountain.

The palace master of the Shangqing Palace watched the nine wings of the Qingluan giant boat covering the sky and the sun above his head spread out and gradually fell, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the foundation of the five sects was really unfathomable, and this giant boat was probably worth his entire Shangqing Palace.

The Qingluan giant boat slowly fell, and three figures walked out of it, and all the elders and even countless disciples were surprised, not because there were only three people from Qingyun Mountain, but the figure of the woman in the black dress who walked in the front, so beautiful that it was suffocating, and the aura was compelling, like an empress, people couldn't help but want to kneel down under her pomegranate skirt and worship.

Xin Tong ignored all the gazes that everyone gathered on her, her mouth opened slightly, and for a while, her irresistible cold voice echoed in the entire Shangqing Palace.

"Where is Chang Xi?"