Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Chapter 433

"Clairvoyant, I think you are too into the drama, right?"

Shunfeng Er frowned and said slowly:

"Don't forget our position. We are just a storyteller who listens to the trends. We have always listened to the trends but never followed them."

"You can just listen to the stories of the world."

"The so-called battle between immortals and mortals, a war between aliens, to put it bluntly..." Shunfeng Er smiled slightly;

"Aliens and mortals have the same origin. To put it bluntly, isn't it also a fight among the human race?"

"And there are many half-demon in our Tingchao Tower."

"Compared with the aliens described by mortals, the half-demon who lives in seclusion in the human world is the real alien, right?"

Jiang Chen was silent when he heard this.

He also knew that the clairvoyant storyteller was actually a half-demon of three-eyed divine ape descent, with a divine eye between his eyebrows.

The Shunfeng Er who led him to the entrance was actually a pure human race, but he had a special physique and extraordinary ear power.

Both the clairvoyant and the windy ears were the pillars of the Gonzo Sect and the signatures of Tingchao House.

It's just that since Clairvoyant and the Qiao family went to the Baili Desert, things have changed for some reason.

The two former famous partners now have many disagreements.

The clairvoyant said leisurely: "Aliens, aliens...what you said is not unreasonable, but how can things in this world be so simple?"

"We all wear the same human skin and bleed the same blood. Are we brothers and neighbors from all over the world with different origins?"

"Same race may not be in harmony, and aliens may not be able to work together..."

Shunfeng Er only listened coldly. Although he had different opinions, he no longer had the desire to refute.

By this time, the three of them had already left Taoyuan Villa and found an inn in nearby Yancheng City for a rest.

At this moment, Shunfeng Er also gave up the idea of ​​persuading Jiang Chen and the others:

"That's it for now, let's go back to Chaolou first."

"For such an important matter, it's time to go back to Chaolou." Clairvoyant also nodded in agreement.

Jiang Chen next to him was slightly moved in his heart and couldn't help but ask:

"Is our Tingchao Building located in Nanzhou?"

When Clairvoyant and Shunfeng heard the words, they just looked at each other and smiled.

"That's right. When you entered Tingchao Tower in the past, it was your guide who guided you in." The clairvoyant said with a smile:

"You still don't know where the real body of Tingchao Tower is?"

"Where? Isn't it in Nanzhou? Or is it the border area between Nanzhou and Zhongzhou?" Jiang Chen was puzzled.

Jiang Chen hasn't been in Tingchao House for too long, and he can still be considered a newcomer.

Every time I return to Tingchao Tower, I am guided by the guide.

When he thought about it carefully, he was completely confused as to how he got to Tingchao Tower. When he thought about it carefully, his memory was also shrouded in mist.

I just remember that Tingchao Tower is a very tall building in the mountains, almost reaching into the sky, and you can reach for the stars with your hands.

It is obviously very high, but it is also close to the sea, and the sound of the rising and falling tide can be vaguely heard.

"Is such a place really in Kyushu?" After Jiang Chen thought about it carefully, he had more questions in his heart.

Such a wooden building that is close to the sea, in the mountains, and reaches into the sky... If it really existed somewhere in Kyushu, it would definitely be a popular scenic spot.

Nowadays, Jiang Chen has traveled all over the country in the past two years, so he has a lot of experience, but he has never heard of a similar place along the coast of Kyushu...

And there is something very strange... The last time he entered the Tingchao Building somewhere in Zhongzhou, what he saw when he entered the building was a storyteller from all over the world...

"Without further ado, let's go now, shall we?"

Shunfeng Er took something out of his pocket and took out a scroll, unfolding it in front of his eyes.

In the scroll, there is a mountain covered by clouds and fog. The waves are rolling under the cliff, and there is a very high wooden building on the mountain.

The plaque above the wooden building reads "Tingchao Building".

"This..." Jiang Chen had a thought:

"Then Tingchao Tower, shouldn't it be in this painting?"

"Isn't this a method of immortality? I heard that immortal cultivators can indeed refine scroll-like magic weapons that contain space, but this... doesn't make sense."

"Who said it was in the painting? Why didn't you notice before that you were so stupid?" Shunfeng Er was a little impatient.

On the other hand, the clairvoyant beside him spoke softly:

"It's not that you want to walk into the painting...that's all. It doesn't hurt to let me lead the way this time."

Clairvoyant gently stretched out his hand, put it on Jiang Chen's shoulder, and continued:

"Look at this painting carefully, hold your breath and concentrate, keep the things in the painting firmly in mind, and visualize them in your heart..."

"Don't have other distracting thoughts, just concentrate on looking at the painting..."

The clairvoyant's voice was very low, like gentle breeze and drizzle.

Jiang Chen followed the guidance of his voice and immersed his mind in the painting little by little.

Gradually, he seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of green grass in the mountains, hear the sound of waves on the edge of the cliff, and feel the salty sea breeze blowing on his face, blowing his clothes...

I don't know how long it took, but when Jiang Chen came back to his senses, he was already standing in a forest, with cliffs and waves behind him.

Shunfeng Er didn't know where he was, while Qian Liyan stood beside him and gently moved his hand from Jiang Chen's shoulder.

"Okay, Tingchao Tower has arrived." The storyteller smiled with clairvoyance.

Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly widened, and he felt that the clairvoyance in front of him was more strange and distant than before, and even the smile on his lips had a lot more mysterious meaning.

"Don't look at me like that." The clairvoyant seemed to know what he was thinking:

"Tingchao Tower specializes in raising trash, and I'm just one of them. I just have a little bit of my own axe."

Clairvoyant gently pressed the eyelids between his eyebrows and said calmly:

"To say that we are not useless, I think the only one who protects us is the building owner."

"This Tingchao Tower is naturally his handiwork?"

"Where exactly is Tingchao Tower?" Jiang Chen was confused.

"Tingchao Building, isn't it the wooden building in front of you?" Qianliyan raised the corner of his mouth slightly:

"Although Tingchao Tower, a hidden force in the martial arts world, is mysterious, it is ultimately a small building occupied by mortals."

"Our host, Nian Chaosheng, is just trying to occupy the magpie's nest on a whim. He is not the founder of the martial arts power Tingchao Tower."

"As for the place we are now, although it is called Tingchao Tower now, it had a very famous name in the past..."

"Okay, before the wind blows, we might as well have a little chat before entering Tingchao Tower."

When the clairvoyant said this, the smile on his lips gradually faded away.

"Jiang Chen, your detailed resume is not a secret in the eyes of us and other people in the building."

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"You were born in the Mingyue Sect of the Little Sword Sect in Hucheng, Nanzhou. Later, when you traveled to Yancheng with your wife, you angered the son of the city lord Guo Yan's family. You were later rescued because of Qiao's family...

Later, I joined Tingchao House, so I could go to the teahouse and tell stories about the Qiao family. "

Jiang Chen said nothing.

He didn't feel any offence. These details about him were not secrets, and after he officially joined Tingchao Tower, they should have been investigated by Clairvoyant Shunfeng'er and others.

"And I'm actually similar to you." Qian Liyan's face softened slightly:

"Ever since I went to the Baili Desert with the Qiao family, I have changed my perspective on certain things."

"Did you know that in that isolated city in the desert, there is an old man with only half a face left who is looking after the city's library and arsenal."

"The arsenal is the secret manual of martial arts in the army, and the library is the history of the isolated city. It is the...actual things that happened in the isolated city in the past forty years."

When he read the word "facts", his tone was a little more serious, and he was filled with emotion.

"Since ancient times, what has been recorded in history books are the chronicles of emperors, the biographies of famous generals and ministers, or the records of noble families and nobles..."

"But the history books in that isolated city record the events of one city."

"Within forty years, the deeds of every soldier, general, and even civilian in the city were recorded in the history book of the isolated city by the old man with only half a face left."

"The affairs of common people are also recorded in the history books of the isolated city?" Jiang Chen was surprised.

"Don't underestimate the civilians in the city." The storyteller said slowly:

"The human heart is made of flesh. A hundred thousand soldiers are defending a city. If anyone in the city still has some skills, how can he watch the drama in the city for thirty years?"

"The young men in that city are actually the only reinforcements of that lone army in the past forty years."

"And the history book in the isolated city records this kind of thing."

Speaking of this, Qianliyan's expression became solemn:

"I've learned since then that history that really happened, real stories... is powerful."

"This is an anecdote that we storytellers have painstakingly concocted. It has no power."

"That is, real power." He said slowly.

Clairvoyant stopped in front of Tingchao Tower, turned back and said slowly:

"I was in the Gucheng Library at that time, and I made up my mind to bring this history book to Kyushu outside."

"Let the Kyushu people outside also hear what really happened in that isolated city."

"What do you want to say?" Jiang Chen was shocked, and doubts arose in his heart. He didn't know what the purpose of the clairvoyant's whisper was.

Clairvoyant said solemnly: "Whether it is the actual things that happened in the isolated city or the actual things done by the Qiao family, in my opinion, they all have real and touching power."

"What we, the practical people, want to do is to spread these real events to the Nine Provinces, so that the ordinary people in the Nine Provinces can also appreciate what I experienced from the history books of Gucheng. It overflows between the lines. of blood and tears.”

"Such stories are fundamentally different from those compiled by Shunfeng Er like 'Top Ten Bad Guys' and 'Top Ten Stunning Women in the Martial Arts'."

Qian Liyin pondered for a moment and then said:

"Although Shunfeng'er is your guide, along the way, your ideas are somewhat different from his, right?"

"So...are you willing to join the practical side of Tingchao Tower like me?"

Jiang Chen's breathing was slightly rapid.

"Of course, this junior...is willing!"

"Okay." A smile appeared on Qianliyan's face again:

"Our Tingchao Building is actually extraordinary. It's more than just a building. It's just that the owner of the building is always cautious and never gets involved in mundane affairs. He just hides in the building and listens to the trend."

"Although I am a half-demon with demon blood flowing through my body, I consider myself a mortal on earth, and now I want to do... what I can do."

When Clairvoyant and Jiang Chen were having a heated discussion.

Shunfeng Er's figure also emerged from the clouds and mist in the distance. He looked here from a distance and frowned slightly.

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The second year of Wuping.

The Xuantian Sect of Nanzhou was destroyed, and the Yunxiao Sect of Dongnanzhou disappeared.

The Southern King Songhe led his army to cut down mountains and destroy temples throughout Nanzhou, and erected a new martial arts monument in the ruins of the Taoist temple.

The news spread, and the world was shocked.

The longevity Qiao family, a martial arts family in the world, has become a mysterious legend that has attracted much attention from both the mortal world and the immortal world.

........................

Xizhou, also known as the Western Region, is not very populated, with a vast land and sparse population.

There are mostly wastelands here, few oases, but many Gobi deserts and deserts.

A bearded guest walked in the sand for several days before finding an oasis, stopped in front of this inn, and drank and ate.

The bearded guest was naturally a disguised martial saint.

Walking into the desert of Xizhou, his calm heart was somewhat rippled.

This place is actually a bit similar to the desert of a hundred miles in the former Zhongzhou, which made him vaguely recall the past while drinking.

"Have you heard about the recent big event?"

At this time, the guests at the next table were discussing enthusiastically:

"Are you talking about the destruction of the Xuantian Sect in Nanzhou? I heard that it was done by the Qiao family, who is famous in the nine states."

"Oh, who doesn't know that it was done by the Qiao family? I'm talking about another thing."

"In Southwest Province, I heard that the Yunxiao Sect is gone too. There is only a ruin left in the sect, and not even a single living person can be found!"

"Ah? Even the Yunxiao Sect... was killed by the Qiao family?"

"Do you also think it was done by the Qiao family?"

"Nonsense, who else but the Qiao family? It must have been done by the Qiao family!"

"I never thought that a martial artist like me could live to see this day... These are two great immortal sects, and they were destroyed one after another by a martial arts family..."

The bearded guest Wu Shengren listened to the discussions of the guests at the next table, with no expression on his face, just drinking by himself.

'This is quite interesting. 'After a glass of wine, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The Martial Saint is notorious in the martial arts world of Jiuzhou, and is hated by all gods and ghosts.

It has always been the case that the bad things done by others are attributed to him by those who do good things; but this is the first time that his own things are attributed to others.

"Good, good." He raised the corners of his mouth, stood up and walked out of the store.

"The Qiao family is a big tree that attracts the wind, and I just took this opportunity to act secretly in this Western Province... and deal with the Blood Lotus Sect."

"The old man Yunxiao Daojun is full of bad water. He told me many shortcomings of the Blood Lotus Sect's skills and ways to deal with them."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared outside the door.

The owner had just run out of the door, but he only saw yellow sand all over the sky outside the door, no human figure, and not even a single footprint on the sand.

"Fuck, where did this evil guest come from? He has mastered the skill of stepping on sand without leaving any trace, but he comes to eat a free meal?"

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