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Chapter 3717 storytelling

In the past four years or so, every storyteller everywhere in the world has been telling the story of Ye Xiaochuan.

There was nothing we could do about it. No matter which earth-shattering event happened four or five years ago, it seemed that it was related to this abandoned disciple of the Cangyun Sect. It was difficult not to mention his name.

In the past two years, whenever a storyteller told Ye Xiaochuan's story in public in teahouses, restaurants, under overpasses, or at street stalls, a large number of people would gather.

In the past two years, everyone has heard the story about Ye Xiaochuan countless times, and the number of listeners has gradually decreased.

Today, on the streets of Jinling, nearly a hundred people gather to listen to Ye Xiaochuan's story, which is rare these days.

There are many reasons, but the main one is the contribution of the giant panda and panda. The cute and cute rice bucket attracts at least half of the people, especially some children. They have not yet reached the age of worrying about the country and the people, but are just interested in the rice bucket.

In addition, the old storyteller is very eloquent, his voice is full of emotions, and he has a very strong sense of immersion. The version he told seems to be somewhat different from other versions, and it sounds fresh to everyone.

The old storyteller seemed not to have expected that this would attract the attention of a group of young people from the Cangyun Sect.

Ye Xiaochuan's name is already taboo in Cangyun Sect, even more taboo than Yuan Shaoqin's name back then.

Even Ye Xiaochuan's former friends did not dare to talk about Ye Xiaochuan in private on Cangyun Mountain.

At this moment, when they heard someone's story about Ye Xiaochuan on the street, and the story was told in a different version than the one well known to the public, all the young disciples of Cangyun Sect stopped in unison and looked towards the crowd.

Without Yuan Xiaolou to support him, the old storyteller could only boast and sing as he did before meeting Yuan Xiaolou. He said: "Everyone knows that the Human League four years ago was once in a state of disarray because of the Ye Xiaochuan incident in Cangyun Sect.

It was interrupted and then restarted. Today, I and my granddaughter passed by Guibao Land. I didn’t want to talk about anything else, but just about the man who stirred up the Three Realms.

, Ye Xiaochuan.

Speaking of Ye Xiaochuan, that’s incredible.

Ye Xiaochuan, formerly known as Ye Tianci, was the son of Ye Tianxing, the ghost king of the previous generation of Ghost Xuan Sect, and Fairy Liuyun of Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea.

Back then, the Ghost Xuan Sect was destroyed by the Demon Sect. The infant Ye Xiaochuan was rescued by the Ghost King's men and ended up living in Cangyun Mountain, where he was accidentally picked up by three fox demons of the White Fox clan.

Ye Xiaochuan's name was given by the nine-tailed fox demon Xiaofu.

Later, Ye Xiaochuan was brought back to the mountain gate by Taoist Master Qingfeng and accepted as a disciple. Everyone must be very clear about Ye Xiaochuan's life experience. But few people know that Ye Xiaochuan also has two identities. First, he is a human being.

Sixteen thousand years ago, the third life of Mu Xiaoshan, the son of the Wood God, and Yunqi Youxian, the daughter of the Evil God,

The son, Nangong Bat, the leader of the goddesses in Kunlun Wonderland, is the legendary seven-generation grudge.

Secondly, Ye Xiaochuan’s previous life was Yuezhi Yin, the leader of the Demon Cult for four thousand years..."

The old storyteller chatted a lot, telling all about Ye Xiaochuan's first two lives.

This is something that most other storytellers in the world rarely mention.

Because this involves too many things, both the Cangyun Sect and the Demon Sect tried their best to block Ye Xiaochuan's past life. Even if some storytellers heard about it, they did not dare to say it publicly. Once they said it, they would get into trouble.

The old storyteller is a master who wants money rather than his life. As long as he can make money, he doesn't care about other threats.

Those Cangyun disciples were ready to leave after hearing this.

A woman carrying a vegetable basket suddenly said: "Old man, we are not interested in Ye Xiaochuan's past and present lives. We just want to know whether Ye Xiaochuan is alive or dead now. If you don't know, we can leave.

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Everyone nodded and shouted.

In the past few years, the whole people were looking for Ye Xiaochuan. Although the popularity has dropped in the past two years, everyone still wants to know Ye Xiaochuan's life and death.

Seeing that the crowd was unsteady, the old storyteller immediately shouted: "I know astronomy from top to bottom and geography from bottom to top. People in the world give me the nickname Know-It-All. How could there be anything that I don't know?"

As long as you are generous, I will tell you what happened after Ye Xiaochuan was thrown out of Samsara Peak by the eight-armed ape."

Rice Tong was very clever. He immediately bit a copper plate and asked for money from the crowd.

There were quite a few people who donated generously, and within a short time a lot of copper coins and scattered silver were collected.

When the old storyteller saw that there was quite a lot of money on the plate, he coughed and said, "Since everyone is so supportive, I can't hide it."

It is said that Ye Xiaochuan was first injured by the Samsara Sword Formation, and then received a palm from the old god Yu Jizi, which shattered his Dantian and severed all his veins. However, he did not die."

Those Cangyun disciples who had just walked a short distance couldn't help but stop again.

Yang Jiu was about to go back and listen, but Gu Paner grabbed him.

Gu Pan'er said: "Nineteen, there have been too many rumors about Xiaochuan over the years. The storytellers over there are just telling nonsense to make money. Let's leave quickly."

Everyone nodded.

They stopped before just because Ye Xiaochuan's name touched their heartstrings.

In the past few years, they have been searching for Ye Xiaochuan in the human world, and they met countless storytellers who told Ye Xiaochuan's stories. They were all hearsay and had no credibility at all.

Just when everyone was about to leave again, the old storyteller's voice came out from the crowd behind them.

"Ye Xiaochuan was thrown out of the Samsara Peak by the eight-armed ape inside the Chaos Bell. He was already dying at the time.

Perhaps his life should not have been cut off, but the Nightmare Beast appeared in Cangyun Mountain and saved him.

Speaking of this nightmare beast, you may be very unfamiliar with it. It is the first of the top ten ancient monsters in the world. It has a head as big as a bucket, eyes like copper bells, a body like a tiger and leopard, and four hooves like an ox.

Although the Nightmare Beast doesn't look very good, its abilities are extraordinary. It can be called the number one cheat in the three worlds.

Its mental power is very, very powerful. As long as it is in its spiritual realm, it can control anyone's thoughts and senses, and can even modify and add different memories at will.

It was with the help of the Nightmare Beast that Ye Xiaochuan successfully evaded the intensive search by Cangyun Sect disciples in the valley dozens of miles west of Samsara Peak.

I heard that in just a few hours, more than ten groups of Cangyun disciples passed through that valley, and many disciples even walked less than a foot away from Ye Xiaochuan..."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Cangyun Sect disciples changed slightly.

Nightmare beasts are not known to ordinary people. Even if some mortals have heard of this name, they cannot understand the abilities of nightmare beasts.

Moreover, in the northwest of Samsara Peak, during the search for Ye Xiaochuan, a valley was suddenly exposed.

The valley was razed to the ground, and all the trees hundreds of feet in radius were reduced to powder. There were also traces of flames burning on the ground.

This was obviously caused by a fierce battle between peerless masters.

However, during the whole night's search, countless Cangyun disciples passed by that valley and found nothing out of the ordinary.

On the second day, the ruins of the battle suddenly appeared in front of everyone without any warning. Over the years, no one could explain how the valley with lush flowers and lush vegetation a moment ago turned into ruins in an instant.


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