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

Chapter 1 Storytelling in the Snow Ends
The Nine Realms of Shenzhou have a vast territory, and I don't know its hundreds of millions of miles.

Hundreds of countries have emerged together, and thousands of clans stand everywhere, but in general, the seven dynasties of Qin, Han, Sui, Tang, Song, Ming, and Yuan are the most powerful.

Leaving aside the war calculations between the major dynasties, the most exciting thing is the rivers and lakes of China.

The princes are afraid when they are angry, and the ghost valley double pride Gai Nie Weizhuang is a place where the world rests when they live in peace;

Three points depend on hard work and seven points depend on luck, the world will dominate;

Self-created Dugu Nine Swords, the sword demon who has broken through all spells, seeks defeat;

Zhang Sanfeng, the supreme master of Wudang, a late bloomer who grows more and more demonic with age;
Dao heart seeding demon Dacheng, known as the most powerful magician Pang Ban in the history of the magic sect;

And the Sun Moon God taught Dongfang Bubai to use the body of a woman to overwhelm half of the rivers and lakes, and Yihua Palace invited the owner of the Moon Palace to claim the body of a fairy and demon!
There are too many heroes in this world, every action of them is noticed by the world, and their experiences can be written into stories for people to admire and talk about.

In the mainland of China, people refer to those who spread these stories as storytellers.

.........

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

Among the four great dynasties, some people from the world who wanted to go to other dynasties often entered Sifang City.

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

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

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

One of the youths with a sword raised his left hand up as if to block the scorching sun, and he said to the other two wearily.

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

The other two did not expose him either.

"That's right. After passing through Sifang City, we will enter the territory of Daming. The matter of Huo Lingzhi is not urgent. Let's find an inn to rest for a while."

"Pleasure Inn, that's it!"

The three of them walked while talking, and they came to the front of Yuelai Inn.

"Excuse me…"

A few people were interrupted by the person next to them before they finished speaking, "Shhh, don't talk, I have something to say later, don't disturb Mr. Wu's storytelling!"

"Forehead!"

Li Xingyun was stunned.

He looked up and saw that the inn was full of people, all of them were looking at the high platform, motionless.

On the high platform, a handsome young man in white clothes held a gavel in his left hand and a folding fan in his right hand, indescribably chic and romantic.

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

The thoughts in Li Xingyun and others' minds just came out, but they were thrown away in an instant, because the content of the storytelling had flowed into their ears, allowing them to concentrate instantly.

"Let's say that the Eighteenth Grandmaster stood in the northern city, resisting the million-strong army of Beimang..."

"There are also heavenly immortals empowering Tuoba Bodhisattva, helping him to become a terrestrial heavenly man, a pure immortal body..."

"Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a is full of contempt when facing the immortals in the sky, 'Just ask the immortals in the sky, who dares to come to this world?!'"

"In the end, the three religions of Persimmon will be united into one, achieving Dzogchen, heaven and man, and immortality, cutting off the passage of immortals, letting the sky return to the sky, and the world to the world..."

……

The Yuelai Inn was already full of people, but at the moment it was completely silent, and needles could be heard.

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

The thrilling battle of dynasties, the battle of immortals.

After a while, 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.

After Wu Shang finished his tea, he found that the inn was still quiet, and all the audience were motionless with their eyes wide open, as if they were still immersed in the world of books.

Snapped!
With a slap of the gavel with his left hand, Wu Shang stood up, cupped his hands and bowed to the four directions, "Everyone is welcome, and the story in the snow has been finished here."

In an instant, the quiet inn froze, and then completely boiled.

"Oh, why did Xue Zhong finish talking so quickly!"

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

"Although I have heard Mr. Wu say that today will be the finale in the snow, but I really feel that there is still more to say!"

"That's right, Bei Mang was defeated, Tuoba Bodhisattva died, Persimmon finally became No.1 in the world, and it's time to end!"

"If you want me to say that Deng Tai'a is really strong, one person and one sword confront hundreds of immortals in the sky, who can beat the peerless demeanor?!"

"It's a pity that the old sword god is not here. The heavens did not give birth to me, Li Chungang. The way of swordsmanship is like a long night. He is not under Deng Tai'a at all!"

"There is also the second king in the world, Xianzhi, who has guarded Wudi City for 60 years, and let the number one in the world hang for a year, how domineering!"

"If you want to say the strongest, it has to be the reincarnation of Lu Zu, Hong Xixiang, the No. 1 in the way of heaven, who has passed through the gate of heaven three times without entering, just for wearing a red dress..."

Countless people talked about it, and the characters in Xuezhong were so amazing that it was hard to stop.

The plot of the story is ups and downs, as if people are in another arena completely different from reality.

"Good literary talent!"

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

He took off the jade pendant around his waist, and with a flick of his hand, Qian flew obliquely into a jade plate next to the high platform.

"Reward!"

　The new book sets sail, please support, rush to the duck
　　
　
(End of this chapter)