Inside a tavern in Baixing City, many cultivators were gathered together. They were drinking and eating. It was a joyful atmosphere.
On a high platform, there was an old man with white hair and a white beard. He held a folding fan in his hand and opened it. Everyone subconsciously looked over.
The old man was smiling. He clasped his fist and said, "Thank you for coming. Today, we will talk about the battle between Lord Xiao and a Martial Emperor. If you are happy, please give me some money so that I can keep my mouth shut. "
Right after his words left his mouth, the people present all began to jeer. There were even some rich and overbearing people who opened their mouths and said that if they were happy to hear it, they would naturally not be lacking in benefits.
In the corner, there was a man. He was holding a bowl of wine and looked over. He looked very expectant and smiled.
Although the man's aura wasn't strong, his face made people feel that he was majestic without being angry. He looked very valiant. Or maybe he was purposely restraining his aura, making him look like a silver spear with a wax head.
Beside this valiant man, every table could be said to be fully occupied, except for his table, where he was the only one.
Although there were some people who saw some clues and went up to talk to him, they were all dealt with appropriately. To what extent was appropriate? It was just that after greeting him, the people who came up to talk to him felt that they couldn't continue talking, and he wasn't angry. In the end, he could only laugh it off.
Now that the storyteller had started to tell the story, no one bothered with the man anymore. They just let him drink by himself.
"Ladies and gentlemen, on that day, Lord Xiao and Ancestor Mu Yang were strolling in the backyard. They felt a powerful aura that seemed to have evil intentions. They wanted to take down our Flowing Cloud Realm by themselves and enslave our small realm. Our Sect Lord Xiao is so wise and mighty, how could he allow such a thing to happen? He was so angry that he rose from the ground. He held a divine sword and a silver spear in his hand and stood in the sky to stop the enemy! "the storyteller said with a smile.
Most of the people drinking here were people who had come because of the fame. Therefore, they didn't know much about the battle back then. Most of them had only heard about it from others.
On the contrary, listening to the storyteller's narration was more in line with what they thought.
The storyteller didn't see the beginning and end of the battle with his own eyes. He had only heard some news and then added some details.
"After asking, I found out that the enemy was an old monster who had lived in the Green Li Realm for tens of thousands of years. He was one of the few Martial Emperors in our three thousand small realms!"
When the storyteller said this, it immediately attracted the attention of many people. Almost everyone pricked up their ears.
Even though there were many people here who had been suppressed that day, they still clearly knew how powerful that Martial Emperor was and how powerful Mu Yang was!
"What does it mean to be a Martial Emperor? They have never appeared in our Flowing Cloud Realm for tens of thousands of years of history! Even the number of Martial Monarchs in the Deity's World, the outstanding talents of our three thousand small realms, can be counted on one hand, "the storyteller said.
When the valiant man heard this, he stretched out one of his hands and counted it as if it was a real thing. Fortunately, no one noticed him. Otherwise, he would have been ridiculed and questioned.
As the storyteller spoke, he started to get excited. He began to exaggerate what he had heard about the battle.
At the beginning, the high-level heavenly fire attached to the godly sword was used as the deciding factor. In the end, it was neutralized by the great demon. Furthermore, the great demon used a magic weapon to suppress it!
Then, Mu Yang used the Sky Circulation Formation to gain strength comparable to Xiao Gong Zhu. The two of them fought two against one. At the beginning, although they had a slight advantage, they were still suppressed by the great demon.
What the storyteller said was indeed a few things that happened during the battle. However, after going through a lot of embellishments, the scene was extremely dazzling, causing people to be endlessly shocked.
He said that Xiao Gong Zhu could summon thunder with a wave of his hand, causing everything within a thousand miles to tremble.
As for Old Ancestor Mu Yang, his Saint Tier High Tier Dharma Artifact was used to its fullest potential. The raging flames burned the horizon red.
He said that the Martial Emperor Martial Emperor was unstoppable. Everyone in the Flowing Cloud Realm worked together to deal with him.
When the valiant man heard these words, the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually deepened.
"As expected, it's good to talk about it. Let's drink," the valiant man muttered with a smile. Then, he drank the wine in his bowl in one gulp.
Then, he poured himself a glass of wine.
When he heard something interesting, the valiant man also cheered.
Towards the end, Xiao Gong Zhu's shocking sword skills were very admirable.
In the end, the Martial Emperor Martial Emperor wanted to turn the tables and try to possess Xiao Gong Zhu's body. However, Xiao Gong Zhu was already prepared. He used the Martial Emperor Martial Emperor's body as a cage and locked him up.
Of course, they did not know that Mu Yang wanted to kill Xiao Yang. Even if they knew, they would not say it.
It was just a misunderstanding.
After listening to the storyteller's story, the valiant man laughed out loud and said, "Xiao Yang is truly a hero of the present age. How admirable."
After saying that, the valiant man drank even more wine.
Suddenly, the valiant man saw that the crowd was looking at him strangely. He immediately threw down the wine jar and ran away.
How could the crowd tolerate this person calling Xiao Gong Zhu by his name? It was a great disrespect. However, when they chased after him, he had already disappeared without a trace.
The old storyteller lowered his head and saw that there was a jade pendant on his chopping board. It was shining brightly. Even though his cultivation was not high, he could tell that it was not an ordinary item!
The crowd looked around for a long time, but they could not find any trace of the valiant man. Then, they returned to the tavern happily to drink.
In Borealis City, in a remote alley, a valiant man leaned against the wall and panted heavily. He patted his chest and muttered: "These guys are really fanatical. I only called him by his name. Is there a need to chase me like this?"
As the valiant man spoke, he had an extremely bitter look on his face. However, he immediately revealed a trace of a smile.
Xiao Yang was indeed extraordinary. Even in his own world, his reputation was very good. He even protected his own world with all his might.
People like him always had a bottom line. Being friends with people like him was reassuring.
Suddenly, the valiant man frowned and prepared to run away.
However, just as he took a step forward, someone appeared in front of him and blocked his path.
"Fellow from that world, why have you come to visit the Flowing Cloud Realm?" Mu Yang asked with a smile, holding the Vermillion Flame Token.
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