Fantasy: Storytelling about the crying saint, the beginning of the Barren Heavenly Emperor

In the flow of people.

There were three old men in gray robes, carrying their hands.

The old man in the middle is burly, with a childlike appearance, and there is a sense of not anger and self-pride between his eyebrows.

The old men walking on both sides were thin and thin, with hair like moss, wearing wide robes, like empty clothes hanging from bamboo poles, which could be blown away by a gust of wind.

The three of them obviously did not use any power, but there was a flow of qi, which automatically isolated all the cultivators and people around them.

“The years are like arrows, the time is like a shuttle, and when you look back, you are already 8,000 years old.”

The crane-haired old man in the middle sighed with emotion.

“Yes, many people in the world do not know me and so on, and remember the past, just like the past, those characters and Taoists have long since disappeared.”

The thin old man on the left also sighed softly.

“The years are relentless.” The old man on the right is also embarrassed.

These three people were born 8,000 years ago!

In those days, the three had a well-known reputation.

Meishan Three Saints!

At that time, these three people also ruled an era, making heaven and earth bow down, and the sun and moon trembled.

Later, the three stepped into the realm of the quasi-emperor one after another, and they met together and slept and retreated in a small world.

Now that the years have passed, the laws of the Emperor Dao have begun to recover, and the three of them have also woken up from their slumber and walked out of that small world.

They found.

The great avenues and major families that were once in their time have long ceased to exist, becoming a wave of extinction in the river of years.

Today’s era is very different from the era they are familiar with.

And after the three people walked out of the small world, the name they heard the most so far was Ning Chuan, the owner of the Tianji building!

What a heavenly machine to judge, insight into the ancient and modern future.

What is the legend of the Heavenly Emperor told about it, how fascinating it is, so that countless strong people flock to it, sinking into the story.

What is it to kill an Ancient Dao Emperor, one of the Nine Emperors of Light, with the body of a true saint!

It’s simply more and more exaggerated, and the more it is spread, the more outrageous!

“In this small city in Yunzhou, there are so many people who rush to come here, then Ningchuan is a good skill.”

The third saint of Meishan at the end of the ranking spoke.

Although his words were admiring, his tone had a sense of yin and yang strangeness no matter how he sounded.

The Second Saint of Meishan said lightly: “Since ancient times, there have been fewer people like this who compete for fame and profit, boast about themselves, and package themselves? ”

“In our era, there was not a person called a heavenly operator, and it was also like this Ning Chuan, claiming to be able to calculate the heavenly machine.”

“The result?”

“In the end, it was not slapped to death by our palm, the so-called calculation of the heavenly machine, but the ambiguous speech, let people go to the right seat, it is simply ridiculous.”

When the Third Saint of Meishan heard this, he remembered that memory, and couldn’t help but laugh: “Hahaha, I still remember the scared appearance of the operator before he died, kneeling in front of us and crying bitterly, regretting that it was not the beginning.” ”

Speaking of this, Meishan Third Saint paused for a moment, turned to look at the bustling crowd, and said disdainfully:

“The world is so ignorant, and has always liked hearsay to spread falsehoods.”

“Still a true holy body, Sword Slashing Dao Emperor? Is this possible? But anyone with a brain will know that this is completely impossible! ”

“This posterity is really more stupid than a fool, and this rumor can be believed.”

“And what kind of Heavenly Emperor legend, saying that it is extremely majestic, even Emperor Zhou listened to it and sank into the story, and did not want to leave for a long time.”

“This is even more outrageous, a small novel is just a novel, and it has been blown into the sky!”

“What other worldview is extremely huge, can it be that no matter how huge it is, can we still have the huge Nine Xuan Realm?”

The two were talking.

The First Saint of Meishan calmly spoke, “Okay, what is the ingredient of this Ningchuan, the three of us will know it at a glance today, there is no need to say more.” ”

“If Na Ningchuan is really a good thing, we will step on his head today and go to tell the world, so that the people of the world will know again the name of our three saints of Meishan!”

That said.

The second and third saints both nodded.

From today onwards.

The name of the three saints of Meishan will surely shock the world again!

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Inside the Tianji Building.

The four major areas of the southeast, southwest and northwest, including the thirty private rooms on the fourth floor, were all filled in less than half a blaze of incense.

Countless cultivators who had not been able to occupy their positions could only stand outside the Tianji Building, sighing and sighing one after another.

And inside the Tianji building.

The voice is boiling, and the sky is boiling.

“Mr. Ning!”

At this moment, before the end of the day, countless people looked up at the fifth floor and called Ning Chuan’s name loudly.

The sound was wave after wave, deafening, as if it was going to blow off the roof of the entire Tianji Building!

Unknowingly, Ning Chuan had already become an existence like faith in the hearts of countless cultivators in the Nine Xuan Realm!

“Mr. Ning come out soon, we want to kill you!”

“Mr. Ning, it’s really three days away, like three days!”

“Good fellow, this Taoist friend is playing to listen to Jun Yi’s words, and he is better than listening to a table?”

“Needless to say, today I came to worship the teacher, Mr. Ning, if you don’t accept me today, I won’t leave!”

“Mr. Ning, I see that there are still two stone lions that guard the door at the gate of the Tianji Building, I think I can!”

“Mr. Ning, the old slave has already brought his own mattress, there is no need to arrange a room, just give a piece of land!”

“Mr. Ning, I see that there are a bit of weeds outside the Tianji Building, and I will use the Swift Wind Sword Technique to ensure that this weed can be arranged clearly!”

“Mr. Ning, please, let me do the miscellaneous, don’t give me anything, just eat!”

“Bai Shaoxia, you take your miscellaneous position in the Tianji Building and vacate it for the old man, and the old man will give you a million spirit stones!”

A celebrity shouted loudly.

Meishan Sansheng looked at this scene in amazement, and his brain was down for a while.

Oh, my God!

These people are crazy people?!!

A Kendo Extreme Emperor actually wants to come to this Tianji Building to be a weeder?

There is also a physical cultivator who has become a saint in the flesh, and actually said that he wants to be a stone lion at the door of the Tianji Building?

There is also an old man who costs a million spirit stones, just to be able to do miscellaneous things in the Tianji Building?

“Crazy, crazy, crazy, I look at this posterity, all are crazy!”

The three saints of Meishan looked at each other, their throats rolling in disbelief.

This scene in front of me is simply unheard of, unseen!

A wonder of the ages!

“It seems that this Ning Chuan has a hand in brainwashing kung fu.” The First Saint of Meishan said coldly.

The three saints of Meishan and the two saints of Meishan nodded quickly, and then their eyes lit up:

“We really underestimated the influence of this Ning Chuan, this person’s status in the Nine Xuan Realm is now even higher than we thought.”

The next moment.

The three looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths all smiled.

“That’s fine.”

“As long as we expose all the disguises of this Ningchuan today, we will be able to step on his Ningchuan and shake the Nine Xuan Realm!”

“We, the Three Saints of Meishan, will definitely be able to dominate the Nine Xuan Realms again!”

“Perhaps, standing in this machine building tomorrow, it will be us who are so popular!”

Thinking of this, the three of them were a little unable to hold back, and they were about to move.

Time passes slowly.

“It’s time!”

With the change of fighting, ring the gong in his hand.

Suddenly.

In the middle of the fifth floor of the Tianji Building, the door slowly opened.

A young man with black hair like a waterfall, wearing a moon-white robe, two swords hanging from his waist, eyes as bright as a river of stars, and a whole person like fairy Lingchen, walked out of the room step by step.

Countless listeners instantly raised their heads, their eyes were hot, and they all brushed towards the figure.

Mr. Ning, here!!!

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