After leaving the Lingjin Bounty Building, Xiaochen returned to the Changlu Jie Inn.
"Objective, top job or hotel stay?"
At this time, Xiaochen's attention was attracted by the storyteller, and he said nonchalantly: "Dajian, let's have a bowl of wontons and some side dishes."
The kid quickly jotted it down and said, "Okay!"
"A bowl of wontons and a side dish!" Behind the ears was the waiter's voice shouting to the chef.
The storyteller was talking about the Legend of the White Snake, and he was also talking about it in a very exciting way. He talked about the White Snake being crushed by Fahai under the Lei Feng Tower.
"But Xu Xian, a mortal, finally had no choice but to choose to become a monk!"
"this!"
"Alas, we mortals really have no choice. A Bin, what's next?"
"Yeah, let's talk about the rest!"
The storyteller A Bin naturally smiled and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll drink some water to moisten my mouth first. If you think my story is good, give me some reward!"
Drinking water was a fake. In fact, A Bin was just asking for reward money on a daily basis. The audience naturally understood and threw copper coins on the stage. One young man even threw a gold ingot on it.
A Bin took the gold ingot with quick eyes and hands, and said gratefully: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"
The people in the audience said dissatisfiedly: "Quick, quick, quick! Keep talking!"
"Okay! After that, let's talk..."
Xiao Chen also listened attentively. In just a few months, the story of the White Snake had spread to the Lingjin region. This was indeed a miracle.
"Objectively, your wontons and side dishes are here!" Xiao'er said with a smile.
Xiaochen nodded and agreed. He ate a wonton and found that it was not as delicious as the one he and Xia Shang had eaten before. Is it because there was no sauce?
Listening to the noise in his ears, Xiaochen's thoughts were also a little disturbed.
"The self in my previous life is now at Wuwu Cliff accepting the challenge of discussing the Tao from five other disciples of the Righteous Sect..."
"Now it seems that the so-called reputation is just a false name...meaningless."
On the ruthless cliff
"Junior brother, if you can't help it, forget it, don't go!" Jianwei supported Wuping, who was covered in injuries, with extremely distressed eyes.
"No, I'm going. How could they say that to Brother Thirteen! I'm going to beat them all down!" Wu Ping said angrily as he looked at the people on the stage.
Mo Kuiyuan hesitated for a moment, then took out a jade bottle and said, "Wu Ping, eat this Dao Healing Pill quickly. It will be bad if this injury leaves sequelae!"
Wu Ping looked at the elixir and said in a trembling voice: "Master, that is your treasured fifth-grade elixir. I can't have it!"
"What's the fifth grade instead of the fifth grade? If I give it to you, you can eat it! Eat so that you can recover quickly, and you can kill that noisy fly down there!" Mo Kuiyuan said and directly stuffed the elixir into Wu Ping's mouth. .
"What? Your good-for-nothing senior brother is dead, and not even one of the so-called seven people can take the stage to discuss Tao?" Chang Shu laughed loudly on the Tao discussion stage. His face had long been distorted, and now he was laughing wildly.
Although I don’t know why Wang Axe’s group didn’t come to collect the final reward, but Jian Shisan disappeared, that’s a good thing! Every time Chang Shu thought of this, he couldn't help but laugh.
After Wu Ping frowned and absorbed the Dao Yu Pill, his body felt a wave of spiritual power, and he broke through to the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Stage.
"Brother Thirteen just left the Wuwu Cliff and found his own way. He has not died and will not die! Now the senior sister has also gone out to experience. I must be strong in order to protect other senior brothers and sisters! Just like Brother Thirteen used to be like that."
Wu Ping, who had recovered from his injuries, jumped onto the discussion platform, stared at Chang Shu with determined eyes and said, "Shut up!"
"Oh! The defeated general is here again? You have been defeated by me five times and you still haven't recognized yourself?" Chang Shu said with a smile. His face looked sick with the smile. The worse these people are, the more miserable he will be. The happier!
"Whether or not you accept the discussion of life and death!" Wu Ping closed his eyes and said coldly!
Chang Shu was obviously choked, and then laughed: "Hahahaha!"
"It's just you! The guy who lost five times in a row to me is a matter of life and death! Are you worthy?"
"However, since you are so eager to die, I will take it."
Chang Shu frantically took a book on life and death handed over by Wu Ping and wrote his name casually.
"When it comes to life and death, regardless of victory or defeat, there is only life and death to settle grudges."
"Gohei!"
"Junior brother, don't be impulsive!" Jian Wei and Mo Kuiyuan on the stage shouted eagerly, but Wu Ping just smiled at them and then wrote his name.
The disciples from other sects on the Taoist discussion stage all said, "Oh! There's a good show to watch!"
"Senior Brother Chang, don't be too fast!"
"A waste is a waste, and he wants to die. In our Sword Territory, such a person can't survive more than a month in the sect."
Wu Ping clenched his sword tightly, the blade of the sword trembling uncontrollably. Looking at Chang Shu who was smiling like a cold and poisonous snake on the opposite side, his mood slowly calmed down.
"Go to hell!" Chang Shu waved the long sword in his hand and slashed at Wu Ping, and nineteen sword energy shot out in an instant.
Wu Ping swept his long sword with his hand and imbued it with spiritual energy. Looking at the sword energy in front of him, he would have been in a hurry before, but now he was extremely calm.
"Horizontal Sword Style, Breaking Wave Strike!"
With one swing of the sword, all the sword energy in front of him was shattered. Wu Ping did not stop his offensive and continued to swing towards Changshu.
"The second cross-cutting sword pose, riding the waves and singing fiercely..."
"What!" Chang Shu was naturally shocked when he saw that Wu Ping easily defeated his own attack. Why did he disappear for a while? His strength seemed to have jumped a lot.
Looking at Wu Ping who continued to approach, Chang Shu's eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted: "Blood-boiling technique! The first love-killing sword of the Ruthless Sword Technique!" The blood-boiling technique increased Chang Shu's spiritual power extremely powerfully, almost His cultivation was approaching Qi Condensation Perfection, and the Love-Destroying Sword in his hand was ready to go, accumulating a large amount of spiritual power.
He wants to kill Wu Ping with overwhelming strength!
"boom!"
"How is it possible!" Chang Shu saw that his sword moves could not defeat the opponent quickly, but were evenly matched, and disbelief flashed in his eyes.
Wu Ping spat out a mouthful of blood. He took the blow forcefully. It looked like they were evenly matched, but in fact he was injured more seriously. But now he no longer cared about this, and the sword in his hand gathered spiritual power.
"The first move of the Ruthless Sword Technique, the Love-Destroying Sword!!!" The long sword in Wu Ping's hand gathered a large amount of spiritual power and slashed out.
"Do you think I can't do it? Love-killing sword!" Chang Shu also gathered his spiritual power.
In an instant, the two sword waves collided together. In Chang Shu's disbelieving eyes, the sword in his hand was struck in half like scrap metal!
"No!"
Wu Ping swung his sword and slashed, cutting off the sword and cutting off the evil thoughts in his heart. Chang Shu was almost cut in half with one blow. Blood spurted on his face, but Wu Ping felt neither sadness nor joy in his heart. Just standing in the middle of the forum.
A drop of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Wu Ping was in the air, as if he saw Jian Shisan's happy smile. At this moment, everyone in the stands was frightened to a standstill. No one expected that Chang Shu could easily defeat him just now. Wu Ping actually killed Chang Shu at this time.
"Little junior brother!"
"Gohei!"
Mo Kuiyuan and Jian Wei arrived on the stage almost instantly and supported him. Mo Kuiyuan was happy, while Jian Wei was a little sad about his injury.
"In the end, White Snake and Xu Xian live together forever. The two of them opened a medical clinic together to save the poor!" In the Changlu Jie Inn, the storyteller also reached the end at this time, and naturally won a burst of applause from the audience. .
The White Snake's story stops here, just like the storyteller's story of perfection, and no one will ask about what happens next.
Xiaochen also clapped his hands and threw a few silver ingots on the stage. This storyteller told it well. It can be seen that he made some dramatic optimizations to the original version, deleted the final helplessness about reality, and combined everything The beauty stays at the moment when two people are consummated.
"good!"
"Well said!"
The audience was filled with applause, and the storyteller A Bin also bowed and thanked: "Thank you! Thank you!"
He is also grateful to Feng Menglong, who created the Legend of White Snake. Now this story has become almost popular among storytellers, and everyone is discussing it.
"This is life in the mortal world. They don't care about many things, and they can't pursue too much, but they make up this world of complicated fireworks!" Xiaochen sighed while looking at the lively atmosphere on the stage.
Los Angeles in a few days.
"Miss! This is the new story Mr. Xiao asked me to bring you!" Xia Chang took out the jade slip and handed it to Qingyao.
Qingyao was a little surprised. She was writing something at her desk. Next to her were the Legend of White Snake and Painted Skin. She seemed to be writing comments and insights. When she saw a new story, she couldn't help but said in surprise: "Master Xiao, have you got inspiration again?"
Then he hurriedly took the jade slip that recorded the story of the Stone Immortal, and looked at it. His face was happy for a while, sad for a while, and finally sighed and said: "Master Xiao is really a gift from heaven!"
"Hehe!" Xia Shang looked very happy after hearing Qingyao praising Xiaochen.
Qingyao looked at the three jade slips placed aside, and then looked at the story she had written. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Compared with the story written by Mr. Xiao, the story she had written was so boring to read.
Then looking at Xia Shang standing aside, Qingyao asked: "Did you give him the Caiyan Butterfly?"
"Give it to Miss!" Xia Shang nodded and said.
Qingyao seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "Call Qiu He in. I have something to tell her...Forget it, I'll call her later. And Chang'er, if you have anything to say to Mr. Xiao, write it down too. Give me a copy and I'll send it together."
Although Xia Chang was a little surprised, she didn't bother to ask. She took out a prepared note and said, "I have to be here, leave it here, miss."
The Colorful Rock Butterfly is a spiritual treasure that can be used by the homing pigeons trained by Qiu He to search for it. She only got it after begging the lady. With this, she can express her feelings even if they are thousands of miles apart.
"Originally, Chang'er begged for it, but I didn't expect that I would use it. It's mainly about the story. I really have too many things I want to ask for." Qingyao pondered and thought.
"Didn't you just break up? You wrote something private and folded it..." Qingyao looked at the tightly wrapped note with some surprise.
Xia Chang's ears turned red after hearing this, and she quickly waved her hand and said, "Miss...don't peek!"
"Okay, okay! I'm not that boring!" Qingyao said with a smile.
After Xia Shang exited the room, Qingyao wrote: "Master Xiao is like the reincarnation of a literary immortal. Every time he writes a story, Qingyao is amazed. Now, there are still many things I don't understand, and I want to ask Master Xiao for advice." ..."
After a while, Qingyao looked at the paper full of writing and folded it with satisfaction. Picking up the note from Xia Shang with her hand, Qingyao hesitated for a moment, then decided not to read it and said to the door: "Qiu He! Come in!"
"Okay, miss!" Qiu He quickly entered.
"Send these two notes to Mr. Xiao!"
"Okay!" Qiu He took it with a smile. After leaving the room, he stuffed the note into a small oval bamboo tube and tied it to Ayou's leg. The bamboo tube was not big and would not affect the flight of the carrier pigeon. .
"Ayou, go find Mr. Xiao!" Qiu He whispered to the carrier pigeon.
Ayou nodded spiritually, then flapped his wings and flew out.
