Great Sui Storyteller

On the ninth day of September, dusk, Luoyang City.

Known as the "Imperial City's No. [-] List", it is a legend in Luoyang City.

It’s not that it’s so miraculous… The reason why it’s called the “No. [-] List in the Imperial City” is also very simple, because it’s the first list that goes out of the Imperial Palace.At the same time, it is also the place where the imperial examinations are published, so it gets its name.

In the hearts of the students, in the few days after the imperial examination every year, this is an out-and-out list of honors. The names on those lists can easily change a person's original destiny and make him fly into the sky.It can also make students who have studied hard for many years fall into the despair of coming back next year.

Apart from this, there will be no other things posted on this imperial list for almost a whole year.

Oh yes, also, it is the place where the emperor issued his own edict.

but……

It is estimated that His Majesty the Emperor does not know what the Edict of Guilt is, so almost no one mentions it.

But why is it called a legend?

The reason is also very simple.

Because every three years, it will firmly fulfill its mission.

There will be a completely irrelevant person who will come with two scrolls and paste them on the imperial list.

And this scroll is the legendary list of masters in the world and the list of beauties in the world that was personally judged by the mysterious Qian Jike.

No one knows who Qianjike is, and no one has ever seen him.

But every three years, this list will appear on the evening of the Double Ninth Festival.

Therefore, it is not only the student's fame that can make this imperial list top the legend, but also the name of the double list that evaluates the masters of the world and the beauties of the world.

And why do you say there are irrelevant people...

Because the people who post the imperial list are different every time.

Qianjike will not appear in the world in person, but will appear next to someone.

These people are ordinary people. According to those who posted the imperial list, there will be an "ordinary woman", "ordinary man", "old man", and "children" appearing in front of them, holding one or two silver coins and two scrolls , Use this tael of silver as the price, let yourself post these two lists.

The people who are found are different every year, and those who are found see different people.

But every year in the evening of the Double Ninth Festival, there will be such a person who will post these two lists for people to watch.

And this year, too.

It's the day when the list is posted once every three years. Whether it's the traffickers and pawns in Luoyang who like to watch the excitement, they come here to gain knowledge, or they are practitioners who "find a goal to strive for".

In short, at dusk, these people had once again surrounded the imperial city's No. [-] list, planning to take a quick look.

Even, next to the imperial list, there are officials who have prepared a bucket of paste in advance.

No way, who told this to be an unspoken rule that even His Majesty likes to join in the fun.

In the beginning, some people tried to find out who Qian Jike was... But they couldn't find it. In addition, except for the three-year list, Qian Jike has almost disappeared in the martial arts world, and it seems "safe and innocuous". Harm", over time, no one cares about it.

There are even special idlers who wait in the streets and alleys near Huangbang every year, just to earn that one or two silver coins.

At this moment, in front of the imperial list.

The crowd spontaneously split into two sides, leaving an aisle.

Everyone is looking forward to it, and can't wait to see whether it will be the tiger or the dragon in the past three years, or the country will change hands.

And just in this can be said to be highly anticipated, finally, this year's lucky one came out.

A scholar who looks a little nervous.

Holding a scroll in his hand, he walked towards this side step by step.

The scholar knew at a glance that he was a bit downcast. His clothes were all patched, but the laundry was very clean.

With the scroll in his hand, he seemed even more nervous under the attention of everyone.

A little stiffly, under the gaze of everyone, he walked to the front of the imperial list.

But everyone was a little stunned.

A scroll?
Only one scroll?
what's the situation?
When he was wondering, the scholar ignored the paste, dipped a brush into the paste in the bucket, scraped it a few times on the imperial list, and then untied the tie of the scroll, but did not stick it directly, but faced the crowd , stammeringly said:

"Thousand... Qian Jike said that a beautiful woman is easy to grow old, and a beauty withers...withered, even...even though she is beautiful, most of them have a heart like a snake and a scorpion, and they are not elegant, so I won't...don't comment!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they heard the scholar read:
"Number...first, Xuanbing Immortal--Yu Wenhuaji."

"!"

Is Yuhuaji still the well-deserved number one?
How many years has it been?
12 years!Still number one.

How strong is this person...?

"Second, Jiangzhen Lingzun—Zhang Daoxuan."

"Third, Baili Liaoyuan - Zhu Huai."

"Fourth, the Master Fragrance Supervisor——Huang Xizi."

No one is surprised that the top four still firmly hold the top four positions of all practitioners.

However, the No.5 Ghost Gu Mother has been killed by Zhang Xiang, so the fifth...

When everyone was thinking about it, suddenly, a faint red color appeared on the scholar's face, and his voice became louder, and he read:

"The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus -- Luoshen!"

Whoa!

Countless people became excited.

Luoshen?

But that alluring demon lotus, the mysterious girl Luoshen who stole alchemy?
Luoshen who escaped from the siege by the National Teacher and Zhangxiang Supervisor? !
Those who were surprised didn't understand why Luoshen came to the fifth place.

But among these people, there are many people who witnessed the alluring dance, and the beautiful dance under the moon appeared in the eyes of that year, and their hearts gradually became turbulent.

And the scholar seemed to be a loyal fan of Luoshen. After reading Luoshen's name, he deliberately delayed for a while before continuing to read:

"Sixth, Gu Hong is stained with blood—Blood hermit."

Not many people were surprised that the blood hidden guest could come up.After all, it is said that the most powerful assassin in the world is in the list of masters all the year round. With the addition of mysterious attributes, his ranking will fluctuate every three years.

But when he read No.7, his tone suddenly paused, and then he said:
"Seventh, chasing the light with dust—Xuan Suning!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Xuan Suning?That... Xuan Jun sees the contemporary walk?

Has she...enlightened?

Some people who knew the details of Xuan Suning were taken aback for a moment, but when the scholar read out the next name, the controversy suddenly escalated:

"Eighth, Compete with Heavenly Knife——Dou Jiande."

"...????"

"????"

"???????"

Rebel! ?
When everyone was startled and wondered why even this great traitor who dominated Hebei had come out, the person who had already read the ninth name of the scholar felt cold all over his body:

"Ninth, Wuyang is burning——Li Mi!"

"Bold!"

"what!?"

"you……"

Among the crowd, some people subconsciously yelled.

And the scholar also had a bitter look on his face.

This silver...is too difficult to take.

Fortunately, there was only one short, so he said quickly:
"Tenth, Reversi Master——Wang Tusirui."

Wang Tusirui, as the national teacher of Korea, remained tenth.

After the scholar finished reading, he directly took the scroll and pasted it on the sticky paste.

When everyone's eyes were attracted by the list of masters in the world written by Qian Jike himself, he left quickly.

In the distance, the sun was setting, and the sky was already stained with twilight.

……

"It's almost time."

Taoist Jingming stood in front of a very simple altar table with three sacrifices, incense candles, and a set of old utensils. After looking at the sky, he turned his head to look He turned to Li Mi who had been standing with him all day.

"Wei Gong, come to think of it, the list of masters in the world has already been posted in Luoyang. Although I don't know what name that Qian Ji Ke will give Wei Gong... But I think it is also very powerful. And now the time is almost the same, Poor Dao, That's how it started."

After finishing speaking, he took out another fragment of an unknown object from his arms, and said:
"Duke Wei, please hold this object with both hands. After the poor Taoist pays his respects and donates the three animals. When the sea is clear and the river is clear, cut your finger with the short sword I gave you, drip blood on it, and use Qi to stimulate it."

"……it is good."

Although he didn't know what it was, Li Mi still nodded, and after cupping it with both hands respectfully, he also came to Taoist Jingming's side.

Then, he looked up at the sky where the setting sun was still there, but the whole land was getting darker and darker. A trace of excitement flashed in his eyes...but he immediately became quiet again.

He grabbed the unusually old Jingtian bell on the altar and shook it slightly in mid-air.

"Ding bell" sound.

Suddenly, Li Mi found that the sound of the whole world seemed to disappear.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little puzzled, but Taoist Jingming ignored him, turned his sword fingers, and pointed at the three sticks of yellow incense stuck in the ancient and unusual incense burner that seemed to be made of clay in front of him.

"puff."

"puff."

"puff."

Huangxiang spontaneously ignites without fire.

Slowly, the green smoke rises side by side, like a bridge directly to the blue sky.

Then, Taoist Jingming took up the ancient pottery bowl, in which was the water from the Yellow River that he personally brought.

Hand squeeze water droplet.

a little day.

Two o'clock.

Three o'clock sentient beings.

Then, he grabbed the stack of blank yellow paper and threw it all over the sky.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Under the shining of the setting sun, the color of the paper was like blood, and instantly, it fell into the endlessly flowing Yellow River in front of it.

And at this moment, a voice piercing through the sky suddenly resounded in the midair.

"Respect the heaven and the earth, the spirit bell Kande, the power matches the Kunyuan, the land is irrigated, and the things benefit from the moistening. Therefore, here is the ferry, and we will send it to you. Shenxi patrolling, suitable for this place, sailing boats, green dragons Flying wings, beckoning boats, guiding the imperial flag with the Yuan flag, going back and forth, helping with magical powers, and preparing sacrifices."

"..."

"..."

After saying these words, Li Mi was stunned.

This is... at the River of Sacrifice?

At this hour?
this day?

His eyes were full of doubts, but Taoist Jingming's voice was still auspicious, with aura and harmony, full of praises for the river in front of him:

"The ancestral hall stands in the mountains, the clouds in the Beiguan pass, lonely and strange, as if wandering in the spirit. Ji Ying divides the country, the river and the Wei confluence, the peach blossoms and spring water, the lonely island of spiritual grass. The river in Tongxiang, the soil in Fenyin, the turbulent flow, the difficulty of the dragon gate Above. The river fish see you off, the concubine of the river comes and goes, the water opens and the traces are opened, and the mountains are high. Tantai..."

But the more Li Mi listened to it, the more weird he felt.

It is not uncommon to worship rivers and gods throughout the ages, but the problem is...

Such a crude ceremony, such a strange hour...

It's really the first time I've seen him.

Some even didn't know what to say, so they could only continue to listen while holding the weird artifact fragments.

And the Yellow River in front of him didn't have any waves, as if the thing praised by Taoist Jingming didn't exist.

until……

"Ding bell~"

The bell sounded again.

Suddenly, the sound of the river water appeared in Li Mi's ears.

At first it was very far away, very faint.

But as time passed, the sound of the rushing river became louder... louder...

His mind seemed to be attracted by the sound of the river, and he was rarely in a trance and absent minded.

He didn't even pay attention to the surrounding situation.

However, Wang Bodang, who was standing not far away, changed his face.

A wave of... great... no, it should be said to be extremely vast... strange, directly appeared in his perception.

It seems to be alive.

It's like dead again.

It exists, and it seems that it does not exist.

Something between the two...something he couldn't understand was quietly born in his perception.

But he didn't have time to think about what it was all about, because he heard a... sound like a heartbeat resounding in his ears.

It sounded like his own heartbeat.

Not his heartbeat.

However, it feels very familiar.

Familiar with a feeling of déjà vu.

This feeling is warm, kind, full of an indescribable sense of security.

It made him let go of all his vigilance unconsciously, and his whole body closed his eyes, immersed in this warm vastness.

Not only him, but everyone along the Yellow River at this moment felt this sense of security.

no matter how far.

until……

"The morning of the rooster is the only way to get home! Today, King Guang of the Sui Dynasty is ruined and has no way!"

"..."

Wang Bodang suddenly felt the warm sense of security, and suddenly began to feel angry.

The rage knocked him out of that sense of security in one fell swoop.

Then, he heard Taoist Jingming's calm voice:

"Faintly abandoning people and worshiping Buddha, faintly abandoning their parents and brothers, but there are many crimes in the four directions. They fled. They worshiped the elders, believed in the envoys, and thought that they were officials and officials, so that they could be tyrannical to the people and raped in Jiangdu. I'm sending it out now, but I will respectfully execute the punishment of heaven!"

"..."

Obviously the voice was extremely calm, just explaining.

But for no reason, Wang Bodang's mood was like the water of the Yellow River that suddenly began to rage and turbulent. Bit by bit, drop by drop, waves of anger began to rise in his heart.

This anger was boundless, like the Yellow River that had turned into an angry dragon in an instant, it swept through his mind.

"Whoa!"

The yellow waves roll on the shore, surging and surging!
The voice continued calmly:

"Today's matter, don't miss the six or seven steps, but stop it and get it together!"

"Qi Yan!"

Regardless of Wang Bodang, or everyone who is near the Yellow River at this moment, they all roared from the bottom of their hearts!

"Master Xu! Don't be guilty of the four, five, six, and seven cuts, but stop and be together!"

"Qi Yan!!!"

Anger, endless anger, resounded on both sides of the Yellow River with these roars.

And the setting sun in the sky was also blood red.

But God, it is getting darker and darker, and there is no sky!
The yang energy that belongs to the ninety-ninth day of the Double Ninth Festival and the yin energy that rises from the earth veins slowly blend and converge, flowing in the entire land.

Yin and Yang interact with each other, change another day!
"Master Xuzai! Shang Huanhuan, like a tiger like a pi, like a bear like a scorpion, lived in the suburbs of Xingyang. He rushed to conquer the western lands. Master Xuzai! Where you are, Fuxu, he will kill you."

Taoist Jingming muttered, ignoring Wang Bodang who was already so angry that his eyes were red, but looked at Li Mi, and asked the question word by word:

"How about it!?"

At this moment, Li Mi obviously didn't know how to answer, but it seemed that he already knew how to do it.

He took out the oddly shaped bronze sword from his bosom, and stabbed it in the palm of his hand without hesitation.

Blood gushed out, and he sprinkled it on the fragment indifferently.

"Hoohoo!"

Yellow River, manic!
violent!

After the piece absorbed the blood, it suddenly burst out a sound as if millions of people were shouting.

Anyone else heard?
unimportant.

The important thing is that it is enough for Li Mi to hear.

So, with the anger and passion in his heart, he saluted the world!
"Say Ergo! Birgan! Lier Spear! Swear to him! Kill Bow!!!"

"Kill bow!!"

Wang Bodang followed Li Mi, and roared out that murderous and angry words!

Resounding in the world run through by the Yellow River!
"boom!"

Although the piece in his hand suddenly burst into a muddy yellow light.

And at the moment when the light came on, the tumbling silt in the torrential Yellow River water began to subside miraculously!

The entire Yellow River turned into that clear and deep tranquility!

No more anger!
No more mania!

The sky and the earth are dim, and the yin and yang are in harmony, but it is so clear!

The sediment of the Yellow River...

Or the yellow of the Yellow River...

Where have you been?
The answer is in the hands of Li Mi.

The yellow light in his hand was as muddy as the Yellow River, but it was also as thick as the Yellow River. In an inexplicable roar, the light instantly enveloped Li Mi.

The world is still...

then……

The wind is blowing!

……

Xiangshan, Jingzhen Palace.

Xuan Suning, who was meditating with the whisk in hand, suddenly opened his eyes!

There was doubt in the eyes at first, but immediately, that doubt turned into a terrified exclamation:
"not good!"

The voice fell, and the person disappeared.

But the next moment, she who had already appeared at the entrance of the Dao Palace stopped in her footsteps.

Outside the gate of the Daoist Palace, an old Daoist who looked a little scruffy in Taoist robes appeared at some point.

Desireless people!

I saw that Wuyu Old Daoist had a sloppy image, but his eyes were replaced by two wandering dragons emitting golden light. Looking at Xuan Suning, he shook his head word by word and said:

"Senior, it's getting dark, and it's better not to go out if the lights are dark."