"Snapped!"
The gavel in the old man's hand hit the table with a crisp sound, attracting the attention of most people in the inn to him.
Looking around, seeing that everyone was looking forward to it, the old man's wrinkled old face raised a smile.
"Cough cough cough..."
Then the old man cleared his throat and said: "Last time we talked about the disaster when the sky and the earth became pale and the sun and the moon lost their light. Suddenly a bright and dazzling meteor suddenly fell from the sky. After dispersing the black fog that blocked the sky and the sun, It fell in the very center of Tai'a City where we live now, and also created an endless hole that almost went deep into the underground abyss where purgatory is."
As the tone of the old man's words became more solemn, the expressions on the faces of the people around him also became more profound, as if they were gradually attracted by the story in the old man's mouth.
The old storyteller picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip before continuing: "In that bottomless pit, the meteor falling from the sky was gradually swallowed up by the darkness, and the black fog demonic barrier that had been dispersed came back with a vengeance. When the entire city of Tai'a was once again shrouded in the endless darkness of never-ending darkness, a bright light suddenly split open the black fog barrier, and even the sun and moon in the sky were blocked by this sudden light. With the light, the entire city of Tai'a has become the same as day and night, and there is no longer any darkness."
"It was also at this time that the light that penetrated the heaven and earth and escaped from the black fog barrier in Tai'a City gradually gathered spiritual power, and finally turned into a faintly shining sword light that fell on the edge of the pothole."
"The light that shrouded the entire Tai'a City slowly dissipated at this time, but the black fog barrier did not come back, and Tai'a City ushered in eternal light from the darkness."
After saying this, the old man once again picked up the tea cup in front of him and prepared to moisten his throat.
But right now.
A guest who was watching the storyteller suddenly asked: "Old man Murong, I admit that I like to listen to the stories you tell, but how did I hear that the establishment of Tai'a City was not what you said, and Qin Ajian did not fall from the sky? But it was forged out of bone and blood? Which one of you two is telling the truth? You have to know that most of us are here for Qin Ajian, but if what we hear is If it’s fake, then why are we coming to Tai’a City?”
"Yes, yes! Old man Murong, why don't you tell some stories that really happened? I'm really tired of hearing you tell these mysterious stories here all the time."
"How about you say everything you say is true!"
As soon as one person raises a question, more and more people begin to express their opinions.
On the contrary, the old man who was surrounded by everyone was unhurried from beginning to end. When he heard the various words from everyone's mouth, he picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of fragrant tea again with a relaxed expression. He grabbed a handful of beans and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing them with his still healthy teeth to taste them.
After finishing all the beans in his hand, the old man stretched out his hand and pressed down.
Everyone who was still talking to each other just now was surprisingly obedient. They closed their mouths and looked at the old man with a calm expression on his face.
The old man also spoke at this time: "Since you want to hear me tell the real story, then today I will tell you a story that is guaranteed to be true, and it is a story that none of you have ever heard of!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone who was waiting for the old man to continue telling the story all locked their eyes on the old man. Everyone's eyes widened, full of hope and longing, and they were eager for every word the old man was going to say. The words are full of expectations.
The old man did not hesitate, and immediately clapped the gavel in his hand and said: "Old man, you may not have heard of the story I'm going to tell you next, because I think you all don't know that Tai'acheng is not actually a city. It was built by human cultivators, but it was built by gods in the sky, right?"
"Wow!"
The old man just finished speaking.
Not only those who were watching his story, but also Su You and the three people sitting next to him eating and drinking were all attracted by what he said.
The guests who were waiting for the old man to tell stories were even more excited on the spot, and they all started talking to each other about the word "immortal" in the old man's mouth.
Some guests also sneered at what the old man said and asked, "Old Murong, do you know what an immortal is? Aren't those cultivators who have reached Nirvana and can blow up a mountain with one hand not considered immortals?" You can’t say that the gods you talk about are cultivators of the reincarnation realm that are higher than the realm of life and death, right? But in the past hundreds of years, there have only been a few people in the mainland who can cultivate to the realm of reincarnation? If I say you are talking nonsense!"
Some guests said: "Well, I think what old man Murong said is not impossible. After all, we all know that Tai'a City existed hundreds of years ago, and there are rumors in the market that it is now Practitioners are actually far less powerful than those who were cultivators hundreds of years ago, and even the spiritual power of heaven and earth is not as pure as it was hundreds of years ago. Therefore, the emergence of cultivators in the realm of reincarnation on the continent hundreds of years ago is naturally more powerful than it is now. It's possible, so I think what old man Murong said makes sense."
The old man was not affected by the comments from the surrounding guests, but continued with a serious face: "Everyone should still remember the light falling from the sky that I just mentioned, right?"
After seeing everyone nodding, the old man continued: "In fact, when this light group came to the location of Tai'a City, Tai'a City did not exist at all on the mainland. The people who existed in that light It’s not Qin Ajian that you are very interested in.”
"But a real god who descended from the sky, a god who was seriously injured and fell to the mainland, but could not return to the sky."
"At the same time..." While speaking, the old man looked at the increasingly serious expressions on the faces of many guests with great satisfaction, "This god is also the one who built Tai'a City and forged the Qin'a Sword."
"That's not right." Immediately, some guests noticed something was wrong and immediately asked: "Old Murong, you are just talking about a god. Then who is the lord of Tai'a City now? You can't say that the god is Are you coming to the mainland to reproduce?"
"Of course not."
The old man shook his head and said: "Although the god was seriously injured when he came to the mainland and no longer had the powerful abilities that a god should have, he found that he had destroyed a place when he came to this world. There were already habitats for human beings, and the human race that was defenseless before him was affected by the aftermath of his arrival, and almost the entire race was destroyed."
"When the god knew that he was the one who caused all this, he felt pity. In order to repay the sins he had done, he summoned the surviving human beings, not only rebuilding their homes with them, but also teaching them how to practice. "
"Tai'a City was slowly built under such circumstances, and the current line of the City Lord's Mansion in Tai'a City is derived from the descendants of the surviving human beings hundreds of years ago."
"Old man Murong, what about Qin Ajian? Could it be the sword of that god?" Although the story told by the old man was still not recognized by everyone, the guests who were fascinated by the story still asked curiously, wanting to know the old man's sword. How else can I justify myself?
Naturally, the old man was not panicked at all, and immediately responded: "The old man said before that the immortal was seriously injured and could not find a way to cure his injuries on the mainland, so he could not return to heaven, so he could only drag his body with a serious illness. Stay on the mainland and live in Tai'a City with the surviving human beings."
"Although life after the construction of Tai'a City was indeed very peaceful and peaceful, the good times did not last long. Not long after, traces of evil spirits from the Heavenly Demon Realm appeared outside Tai'a City. It turned out that they were evil spirits from the Heavenly Demon Realm who wanted to invade the entire continent. The ghosts have noticed the existence of Tai'a City and want to devour this town, which is very close to the border of the continent, so that it can be shrouded in darkness and evil and become a stronghold for the evil spirits of the Heavenly Demon Realm."
"It is said that there were four demon generals from the Heavenly Demon Realm who led the invasion of the mainland from Tai'a City, and each demon general has the powerful strength of the seventh level of Nirvana Realm."
"In addition, the immortal who stayed in Tai'a City at that time had already been seriously injured and was unable to exert his full strength. Even as an immortal, he could not face four demon generals and thousands of evil spirits from the demon realm at the same time. When it comes to ghosts, you have the advantage, or even if it’s a tie, it still depends on whether the other party will give you face.”
"In order to ensure that Tai'a City would not fall under the invasion of the evil spirits of the Heavenly Demon Realm, the seriously injured immortal chose to burn his Yuan Dan and spiritual power to forcibly burst out with the powerful strength that belonged to his heyday, and not only killed the Heavenly Demon Realm in one fell swoop The four demon generals led by the four demon generals killed hundreds of thousands of demonic demons from the heavenly demon realm. After defeating the demonic demons from the heavenly demon realm, they personally stood in the sky above Tai'a City, treating themselves as city walls. The evil spirits from the Heavenly Demon Realm were so frightened that they did not dare to take another step closer to Tai'a City, for fear that they would end up like the four demon generals."
"In this way, Tai'a City escaped the disaster of being invaded and devoured by the evil spirits of the Heavenly Demon Realm because of the existence of gods. However, the gods, who were already seriously injured, finally launched a counterattack against the evil spirits of the Heavenly Demon Realm in the human race because of their forced use of spiritual power. Sometimes I am unable to continue to persevere, and I even lose the chance to survive.”
At this time, a guest came back to his senses from the sacrifice of the immortal and asked the old man: "What about Qin Ajian? Old man Murong, you are not tricking us, are you? We heard you say that the immortal is dealing with the Demon Realm When he was a demon, he didn't even use a weapon. Isn't Qin Ajian the sword of the gods?"
"Be patient and don't be impatient."
The old man smiled, picked up the tea cup to moisten his throat and continued: "Qin Ajian cannot indeed be regarded as the sword of the immortal, because Qin Ajian was used after the immortal defeated the evil spirits of the Demon Realm and found that he was unable to return to heaven. , summoned the surviving human beings, let them extract their meridians and bones and blood alive under his own teachings, and then spent seven, seven and forty-nine days to forge it in front of him, and after Qin Ajian was The immortal died the moment it was forged, and Qin Ajian was actually the last amulet he left to Tai'a City to defend against foreign enemies."
"So since the evil spirits of the Demon Realm were driven out of the mainland, Qin Ajian in Tai'a City has never appeared again. Is it because Qin Ajian cannot be used to attack his own people?" A guest suddenly realized and asked. .
"Yes." The old man responded with a chuckle.
And at the same time.
The curtain came to an end with the story told by the old man.
It can be said that the atmosphere in the inn rose to a whole new level in an instant, because the story told by the old man was brand new and was the first time everyone heard it.
Coupled with the addition of a mysterious god who had never appeared before, all the guests who had heard of the book started talking among themselves while drinking wine, making the already lively inn even more lively.
On the contrary, the old man who had finished telling a story drank the tea in his cup, stood up with a warm smile on his face, walked through the crowd and slowly left the inn, and soon disappeared outside. Among the crowd.
