Chapter 10 Thirty years, time flies by like a fleeting moment
"Time flies by like a white horse, and thirty years go by in a blink of an eye."
"The young hero Xu Taiping of the Qing Xuan Sect braved the Sea of Dry Stones alone, and joined forces with the mysterious man Zhang Wuyou to kill Dong Qiushui in the Old Dragon Court, and to punish Liang Chengshan, the Wangyou Valley disciple who massacred the Daliang Kingdom of Zhenwu Tian.
back."
"There has been no trace since."
"It is said that he was rescued by Zhang Wuyou and fled away."
"It is said that he and Zhang Wuyou died together at the hands of the Evil Lord Qing Tong."
"..."
Taiyue Immortal Mansion.
In a small town called Liuxian.
A storyteller with a stooped stature was eloquently recounting the story of how Xu Taiping, in order to punish the thirteen arsonists who massacred the Daliang Kingdom, chased them all the way to the old dragon court in Juemingtian, Dry Stone Sea.
Because of the approaching Zhenwu Jiangui Association, monks from all over the world gathered here, making this deserted town suddenly lively.
The teahouse, which usually had few customers all day long, was already full before noon.
After taking a sip of tea, the gray-haired old storyteller slapped the gavel on the table with a "pop" sound, then his eyes lit up and he continued:
"but no matter."
"In my opinion, whether Xu Shaoxia lives or dies, I, the True Martial Heavenly Cultivator, owe him a great favor."
"If it weren't for him, he would have chased the thirteen people who set the fire for thousands of miles."
"If he hadn't hesitated to offend Evil Lord Qingtong, he would have insisted on beheading the arsonist Liang Chengshan in front of the five directions of heaven and earth."
"If it weren't for him, he would have used Liang Chengshan's head to intimidate countless villains in the rest of the world."
"Let them know that if they dare to kill my Zhenwutian people, they must be prepared to be questioned by me, Zhenwutian, and be beheaded by my Zhenwutian monks!"
"Otherwise, in the past thirty years, tragedies such as those of the Daliang Kingdom in the secular world, which destroyed the country, will probably happen again and again in Zhenwu Tian."
"This cup of tea is dedicated to the young hero Taiping!"
When it came to the emotional point, the old storyteller even raised his tea cup high to drink with the guests in the teahouse.
Most of the Zhenwutian monks in the teahouse raised their teacups with excitement after seeing the old storyteller raising their glasses.
Because they are also Zhenwutian monks, they know very well how miserable the situation of the Zhenwutian monks is when the Zhenwu barrier has just been loosened and the strong men in the major immortal mansions are not strong enough to fight against the strong men from other worlds.
The tragedy of annihilation in the Daliang Kingdom was just the tip of the iceberg that the Zhenwutian monks encountered in those years.
Many of the monks present had to become casual cultivators because their sect was destroyed by other monks wandering around the world in those few years.
However, some monks from other worlds present had little reaction to the old man's words.
Except that they were telling stories about the old man and were regarded as enemies.
outside of one party.
What's more important is that in their opinion, no matter how much the old man boasts, Xu Taiping is just a young monk in the God Refining Realm.
Especially some of the newly promoted monks who have risen in the past thirty years even sneered at the old storyteller's words.
For example, sitting in the teahouse at the moment, Liu Changtian, a disciple of Wangyou Valley with a pale face, and several other disciples of Wangyou Valley beside him.
"Cough cough cough..."
At this time, Liu Changtian coughed a few times, then glared at the old storyteller with some displeasure and said:
"Old guy, are you afraid that you made a mistake about something?"
The old storyteller cupped his hands at Liu Changtian in confusion and said:
"Please correct me, Master."
Liu Changtian picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Then he looked at the old man coldly and said, "Before Liang Chengshan set fire, I had already expelled him from Wangyou Valley. Please don't say that he is me again in the future."
A disciple of Wangyou Valley."
Upon hearing this, many Zhenwutian disciples in the teahouse retorted:
"Boy, it has been thirty years since the Daliang Kingdom was massacred, not three hundred years ago. Who in the five worlds knows about the despicable deeds you secretly did in Wangyou Valley back then?"
Liu Changtian snorted coldly and said:
"If you say this, you'd better come up with evidence, otherwise I can sue you for slander."
Seeing that Liu Changtian still had this attitude of refusing to acknowledge him until he died, all the Zhenwutian monks in the building stood up one after another and wanted to argue with him.
"Junior brothers, there are too many people here, let's go somewhere else."
In the face of everyone's quarrels, Wangyougu Liu Changtian turned a deaf ear, as if he didn't hear anything at all. He walked out of the restaurant with a few Wangyougu people around him expressionlessly.
When he walked out of the restaurant, he turned around and sarcastically said to everyone:
"To tell you the truth, in my opinion, the so-called great hero you call me, Liu Changtian, is not even qualified to fight against my junior brother."
As he spoke, he patted a young man next to him with a smile.
This young man is less than five feet tall and is only eleven or twelve years old. It is not an exaggeration to call him a child.
Seeing that Liu Changtian actually compared this young child with the young hero Xu Taiping, all the disciples of Zhenwu Tian were furious.
A woman in red made a "swish" sound, pulled out a long sword from her waist and said:
"Liu, please keep your mouth clean, or I will cut him with a sword!"
Liu Changtian glanced at the woman in red, then said with a sneer:
"Who do I think she is? It turns out to be Fairy Linglong from Qingxuan Sect. I am disrespectful and disrespectful."
Yes, the woman in red is Zhao Linglong, a disciple of the Qingxuan Sect who came to participate in the Zhenwu Jiangui Conference this time. "Time flies by like a white horse, and thirty years pass in the blink of an eye."
"The young hero Xu Taiping of the Qing Xuan Sect braved the Sea of Dry Stones alone, and joined forces with the mysterious man Zhang Wuyou to kill Dong Qiushui in the Old Dragon Court, and to punish Liang Chengshan, the Wangyou Valley disciple who massacred the Daliang Kingdom of Zhenwu Tian.
back."
"There has been no trace since."
"It is said that he was rescued by Zhang Wuyou and fled away."
"It is said that he and Zhang Wuyou died together at the hands of the Evil Lord Qing Tong."
"..."
Taiyue Immortal Mansion.
In a small town called Liuxian.
A storyteller with a stooped stature was eloquently recounting the story of how Xu Taiping, in order to punish the thirteen arsonists who massacred the Daliang Kingdom, chased them all the way to the old dragon court in Juemingtian, Dry Stone Sea.
Because of the approaching Zhenwu Jiangui Association, monks from all over the world gathered here, making this deserted town suddenly lively.
The teahouse, which usually had few customers all day long, was already full before noon.
After taking a sip of tea, the gray-haired old storyteller slapped the gavel on the table with a "pop" sound, then his eyes lit up and he continued:
"but no matter."
"In my opinion, whether Xu Shaoxia lives or dies, I, the True Martial Heavenly Cultivator, owe him a great favor."
"If it weren't for him, he would have chased the thirteen people who set the fire for thousands of miles."
"If he hadn't hesitated to offend Evil Lord Qingtong, he would have insisted on beheading the arsonist Liang Chengshan in front of the five directions of heaven and earth."
"If it weren't for him, he would have used Liang Chengshan's head to intimidate countless villains in the rest of the world."
"Let them know that if they dare to kill my Zhenwutian people, they must be prepared to be questioned by me, Zhenwutian, and be beheaded by my Zhenwutian monks!"
"Otherwise, in the past thirty years, tragedies such as those of the Daliang Kingdom in the secular world, which destroyed the country, will probably happen again and again in Zhenwu Tian."
"This cup of tea is dedicated to the young hero Taiping!"
When it came to the emotional point, the old storyteller even raised his tea cup high to drink with the guests in the teahouse.
Most of the Zhenwutian monks in the teahouse raised their teacups with excitement after seeing the old storyteller raising their glasses.
Because they are also Zhenwutian monks, they know very well how miserable the situation of the Zhenwutian monks is when the Zhenwu barrier has just been loosened and the strong men in the major immortal mansions are not strong enough to fight against the strong men from other worlds.
The tragedy of annihilation in the Daliang Kingdom was just the tip of the iceberg that the Zhenwutian monks encountered in those years.
Many of the monks present had to become casual cultivators because their sect was destroyed by other monks wandering around the world in those few years.
However, some monks from other worlds present had little reaction to the old man's words.
Except that they were telling stories about the old man and were regarded as enemies.
outside of one party.
What's more important is that in their opinion, no matter how much the old man boasts, Xu Taiping is just a young monk in the God Refining Realm.
Especially some of the newly promoted monks who have risen in the past thirty years even sneered at the old storyteller's words.
For example, sitting in the teahouse at the moment, Liu Changtian, a disciple of Wangyou Valley with a pale face, and several other disciples of Wangyou Valley beside him.
"Cough cough cough..."
At this time, Liu Changtian coughed a few times, then glared at the old storyteller with some displeasure and said:
"Old guy, are you afraid that you made a mistake about something?"
The old storyteller cupped his hands at Liu Changtian in confusion and said:
"Please correct me, Master."
Liu Changtian picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Then he looked at the old man coldly and said, "Before Liang Chengshan set fire, I had already expelled him from Wangyou Valley. Please don't say that he is me again in the future."
A disciple of Wangyou Valley."
Upon hearing this, many Zhenwutian disciples in the teahouse retorted:
"Boy, it has been thirty years since the Daliang Kingdom was massacred, not three hundred years ago. Who in the five worlds knows about the despicable deeds you secretly did in Wangyou Valley back then?"
Liu Changtian snorted coldly and said:
"If you say this, you'd better come up with evidence, otherwise I can sue you for slander."
Seeing that Liu Changtian still had this attitude of refusing to acknowledge him until he died, all the Zhenwutian monks in the building stood up one after another and wanted to argue with him.
"Junior brothers, there are too many people here, let's go somewhere else."
In the face of everyone's quarrels, Wangyougu Liu Changtian turned a deaf ear, as if he didn't hear anything at all. He walked out of the restaurant with a few Wangyougu people around him expressionlessly.
When he walked out of the restaurant, he turned around and sarcastically said to everyone:
"To tell you the truth, in my opinion, the so-called great hero you call me, Liu Changtian, is not even qualified to fight against my junior brother."
As he spoke, he patted a young man next to him with a smile.
This young man is less than five feet tall and is only eleven or twelve years old. It is not an exaggeration to call him a child.
Seeing that Liu Changtian actually compared this young child with the young hero Xu Taiping, all the disciples of Zhenwu Tian were furious.
A woman in red made a "swish" sound, pulled out a long sword from her waist and said:
"Liu, please keep your mouth clean, or I will cut him with a sword!"
Liu Changtian glanced at the woman in red, then said with a sneer:
"Who do I think she is? It turns out to be Fairy Linglong from Qingxuan Sect. I am disrespectful and disrespectful."
Yes, the woman in red is none other than Zhao Linglong, a disciple of the Qingxuan Sect who came to participate in the Zhenwu Jiangui Conference.