But the problem is that this is too much to require.

Dance?

He is a Jindan ancestor, where can he do this.

But the demon cultivator didn't care so much, the situation was stronger than people, and in the end, the poor monk could only barely dance a dance...... Then, he was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face.

"It's too ugly to dance, do you want me blind?" the demon cultivator roared, his face angry.

Fortunately, when he was angry, he still mastered the proportions.

Have mercy on your men, otherwise the poor monk will have returned to the underworld.

"God has the virtue of a good life, I will give you another chance, if you can't perform a beautiful dance tomorrow, I want you to look good. ”

With a vicious face, he put down the cruel words, and then the demon cultivator left the Seven Star Cliff in a floating manner.

Leaving the Jindan monk speechless and choked, he really felt so pitiful.

But there is no way, the immortal cultivation world pursues the law of the jungle!

Whoever let himself be greedy and came to the Seven Star Cliff to steal the fairy grass, and now he has been caught, and he has not been drained from the soul refining is already burning high incense.

He had no other choice but to obey the other party's orders.

So, for a whole day, he began to practice dance.

Can you imagine a white-haired immortal cultivator practicing dance there, and how he danced, every movement was choreographed by himself......

It's even harder than retreat.

As a result, the next morning, the other party's request changed again.

"I'm not in the mood to watch dancing today. The demon cultivator said so and so.

"Do you want to hear singing?" The immortal cultivator did not panic, as the saying goes, eating a trench grows wisdom, but he has an extra eye and is very well prepared.

"I don't want to hear singing either. ”

"Then you want to ......," began to sweat on the poor monk's forehead.

"Would you say storytelling?"

"What?"

"Yes, I want to listen to the commentary today, you tell a commentary to listen, if it is good, I will let you go, otherwise it will ......" The demon cultivator began to threaten again.

Wanting to cry without tears is the best description, that Jindan monk really wants to scold people, first telling jokes, and then turning into dancing, and when he finally practiced, he let himself tell the story.

Fickleness shouldn't be so fickle, do you think you're playing monkey?

But there is no use in complaining, the difference in each other's strength is too great, in the world of cultivating immortals, whoever has a big fist is the boss, and there is no need for others to reason with you!

So this poor Jindan ancestor was taught another hard lesson, and the other party asked him to go back and practice storytelling.

Don't let people cultivate immortals well?

In this way, in the face of the fickle demon clan powerhouse, this poor man couldn't complete the task, just three months, compared to the long life span of the immortal cultivator, it was nothing at all, but he almost went crazy.

Fortunately, three months later, the other party teased him enough, so he was no longer embarrassed and let him go home.

He even gave him a few fairy grasses as compensation, and the harvest can be said to be extremely good, which makes people red, but as the person concerned, the Jindan Ancestor didn't know how long he had a nightmare, and he never came to the Seven Star Cliff after being killed.

Of course, if he doesn't come, there will always be other people who are greedy.

After all, fairy grass is rare, and it will not fall, compared to it, what is it to be forced to sing and dance, talk about cross talk, and comment on books?

But it turns out that it is naïve to think like this.

For so many years, it is true that no monk has fallen in the Seven Star Cliff, but after being caught by the demon clan powerhouse, it is all miserable.

Being played as a monkey is really a miserable experience, and it is by no means as easy as imagined.

One is so, two are so, although no one has fallen, and when they came back, they all got the fairy grass or other treasures as they wished, but they were all afraid when they mentioned the Seven Star Cliff.

Even so, there are still monks who don't believe in evil, aren't they just singing, dancing, talking about cross talk, commenting on books, and what other forms of artistic expression, I have learned them all over again, for the sake of fairy grass treasures, this effort is definitely cost-effective.

Anyway, the monks are very smart, and they have a long lifespan, so it doesn't matter if they spend ten or eight years studying.

It sounds outrageous, but there really are such monks.

Entering the red dust, learning various arts, singing and dancing, talking about cross talk, and commenting on books, it was from dramas, sketches, and even shadow puppetry, and there was nothing he was not proficient in, and it took 20 years before and after.

Known as Baiyi Sanren!

He thinks he is well prepared, and his attainments in singing, dancing and other arts can be called a generation of grandmasters, even if he is caught, the demon cultivator has nothing to do with himself.

So he swaggered up to the Seven Star Cliff.

Then unexpectedly, he was caught by the demon cultivator, but he was not afraid at all, and put on an expression, come, come to embarrass me, singing and dancing, I am proficient in everything.

And then he was tragic.

This Baiyi Sanren is so high-profile, the demon cultivator of the Seven Star Cliff has long heard of his name, so he smiled: "You give me a story while dancing." ”

"What?"

Baiyi Sanren was dumbfounded!

And this kind of operation?

It's not difficult to sing while dancing, it's a matter of course, but how to master the rhythm while dancing and commenting on the story?

Doesn't this make it clear that there are people who are cheating?

The original confidence was full of confidence, but suddenly turned into a bitter face.

He couldn't do it, and then he was punched away by the other party, and he was not injured, but he was itchy all over his body, and he itched for three hours.

The next day, the other party asked him to sing and comment on the story.

Baiyi was angry, even if it was difficult for a strong man, there should be a degree, so he retorted angrily: "I only have one mouth, how can I sing and comment on stories at the same time?"

However, when the other party heard this, he had a look of disdain: "You are still an immortal cultivator, haven't you heard of ventriloquism, what's so difficult about using two things." ”

Well, although it is a strong word, but it does have some truth, Baiyi Sanren has nothing to say, and then he was beaten by the other party again.

And this one was more miserable because he took the initiative to provoke, and he stayed in the Seven Star Cliff for a whole year, although he got more compensation, and all kinds of fairy grass babies were eye-catching, but he almost went crazy.

After this incident, people finally knew the horror of the Seven Star Cliff, although there was no fear of their lives, but there were fewer and fewer people who dared to go and steal treasures.

So Baiwei Zhenren released this task to the bitter gourd Taoist, what is it if he is not a pit apprentice?

"Master, I'm open-mouthed, it's all my fault, don't be angry, can you change the task?"

"Are you saying that the amount of strength for the teacher is narrow, and he deliberately retaliates against you?" However, this sentence was like adding fuel to the fire, and Baiwei Zhenren's eyebrows were raised: "If you want to change the task, no problem, then the teacher will send you ......"

"Forget it, there's no need to change it, master, I'll go to the Seven Star Cliff and say goodbye. After the bitter gourd Taoist finished speaking, he turned around and left.

After all, there is no worry about his life when he goes to the Seven Star Cliff, if he changes the task, it is not easy to say, Shizun seems to be really angry.