Comprehensive martial arts storytelling world of longevity, the opening exposure of Di Shitian

Chapter 1 Storytelling in the Snow Completed

The nine realms of China are so vast that we don’t know how many millions of miles there are.

Hundreds of kingdoms have arisen, and tens of thousands of sects have emerged. But generally speaking, the seven dynasties of Qin, Han, Sui, Tang, Song, Ming, and Yuan were the most powerful.

Let’s not talk about the war plans between the major dynasties for the moment. The most exciting thing about this has to be the Jianghu in China.

When angry, the princes are afraid, and when they live in peace, the world will rest. The two prides of Guigu build Nie Weizhuang;

The world that relies on hard work and luck will dominate;

The sword demon Dugu seeks defeat by creating his own Nine Swords of Dugu and defeating all kinds of magic;

Zhang Sanfeng, the supreme master of Wudang who is a late bloomer and becomes more and more demonic as he gets older;

The magician Pang Ban, who has achieved great success in cultivating demons with his Taoist heart, is known as the most powerful genius of the demon sect in ancient times;

There is also Dongfang Bubai of the Sun and Moon God Sect who dominates half of the world with a woman's body. The Lord of the Yihua Palace invites the Moon Palace to claim the body of an immortal and a devil!

There are so many talented people in this world, and their every move is noticed by the world. Their experiences can be written into stories for people to admire and talk about.

In mainland China, people who spread these stories are called storytellers.

………

Yuelai Inn was already crowded with people, but at this moment it was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

"Oh, why did Xuezhong finish talking so quickly!"

In Sifang City, two young men and a girl were walking in the city.

"This man is actually more handsome than me..."

"Although I have heard from Mr. Wu before that the finale will be in the snow today, but I feel that it is really unfinished!"

One of the young men with a sword raised his left hand as if to block the scorching sun, and he spoke lazily to the other two.

"It's a pity that the old swordsman is not here. God did not give birth to me, Li Chunggang. The swordsmanship is as long as the night. He is not inferior to Deng Tai'a at all!"

After a while, he finally finished talking about the finale in the snow. Wu Shang put down the folding fan in his hand, picked up the teacup next to him, and took a sip.

"There are also immortals in the sky who empower Tuoba Bodhisattva to help him become a heavenly being on land and have a blameless immortal body..."

Snap!

With a slap of the gavel with his left hand, Wu Shang stood up, bowed his hands and saluted in all directions, "Everyone, please, the story in the snow has been finished."

On the high platform, a handsome young man in white clothes has a gavel in his left hand and a folding fan in his right hand, showing an indescribable and unrestrained style.

"And the second king in the world, Xianzhi, guarded Emperor Wu's city for sixty years, leaving the world's number one in the air for sixty years, how domineering it is!"

Between the Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties, there was a buffer zone called Sifang City.

At that time, the sun was high in the sky, the sun was shining brightly, and the sky was clear and cloudless.

"Yes, yes, this is too fast. It's wonderful to hear!"

"Forehead!"

When Wu Shang finished his tea, he found that the inn was still quiet, and all the audience members stared wide-eyed and motionless, as if they were still immersed in the world of the book.

The other two people didn't expose him either.

The thrilling dynastic battle, the battle between humans and immortals.

…

"That's right. After passing Sifang City, we will enter the territory of Ming Dynasty. The Fire Lingzhi matter is not urgent. Let's find an inn to rest first."

"If you ask me, Deng Tai'a is really strong. He can stand up to hundreds of immortals with one man and one sword. Who can beat him with his peerless grace?!"

The plot of the story has ups and downs, making people feel like they are in another world that is completely different from reality.

Only the young man on the high platform spoke loudly, telling the wonderful story in the snow.

Before they could finish speaking, they were interrupted by the people next to them, "Shh, don't talk. We'll talk about something later. Don't disturb Mr. Wu's story!"

"Excuse me…"

"It's almost noon now. Let's find an inn to eat something and drink some wine to quench our thirst."

Li Xingyun was stunned.

Countless people are talking about it. Every character in the snow is so stunning, it's hard to stop.

"Yes, Beimang was defeated, Tuoba Bodhisattva died, and Persimmon finally became the best in the world. It's time to end!"

"Let's say that the Eighteen Grand Masters established themselves in Beicheng and resisted Beimang's million-strong army..."

Among the four major dynasties, there are often people who want to go to other dynasties and enter Sifang City.

As soon as Li Xingyun and others had thoughts, they were put aside in an instant because the content of the story had already flowed into their ears, allowing them to concentrate instantly.

"In the end, the three persimmon religions merged into one, achieving the Great Perfection of Heaven and Man, and achieving immortality, cutting off the passage between humans and immortals, allowing heaven to return to heaven, and earth to earth..."

"To say that the strongest one has to be Hong Xixiang, the reincarnation of Lu Zu. He is the number one person in the way of heaven. He has passed through the gate of heaven three times without entering, just for the sake of wearing red clothes..."

For a moment, the quiet inn was stagnant, and then completely boiled over.

“Yelai Inn, this is it!”

If it weren't for the fact that his eyes were still rolling when he spoke, I would have thought it was really because the weather was too hot.

The three of them walked and talked, and arrived in front of the Yuelai Inn.

"The Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a was full of contempt when he faced the immortals in the sky, 'I would like to ask the immortals in the sky, who dares to come to this world?!'"

He glanced up and saw that the inn was full of people, and everyone was looking at the high platform, motionless.

“What a literary talent!”

There were three figures standing in the half-hidden inn. Lu Linxuan came to his senses faster than Li Xingyun and Zhang Zifan. A pair of eyes like autumn water stared at Wu Shang closely, shining with an unprecedented look.

He took off the jade pendant from his waist, flicked his hand and flew it to a jade plate next to the high platform.

"Reward!"

New book sets sail, please support me, rush to duck, rush to duck

(End of chapter)