If you play badly, you will be invincible. You will be the Immortal Emperor in seconds after you are

Chapter 194: The Storyteller from the Three Thousand Worlds of Dreams



"What!? How is this possible!? Didn't it mean that the Yingtian Emperor appeared, and even the third Immortal Emperor who was about to be destroyed was killed!?"

"That's ridiculous! According to your statement, Lin Yang, the first genius of the human race, can kill the Immortal Emperor instantly at birth!?"

"Hahaha, old man, your storytelling is still very exciting, but your words are so ridiculous and make you laugh!"

The whole room burst into laughter, thinking it was impossible.

The old storyteller shook his head and grinned: "I told you, this is my guess, but I am not guessing out of thin air.

First of all, the Young Supreme Lin Yang admitted that he was the Yingtian Emperor and that he was the one who killed the Third Immortal Emperor.

And he admitted it in front of everyone!

Secondly, he happened to be born that day, and her image of the Infant Emperor was a baby. No matter the time, image, place or person, it all matched!

The old man feels that they are inseparable! "

"Okay, old man, let's continue telling the story! What you're saying is too far-fetched!"

"Not bad……"

Everyone urged.

The old storyteller shook his head. His genius guess was actually denied again.

Genius is so lonely!

He slapped the chopping board, glanced at the crowd, and was about to continue teaching.

But his eyes caught sight of the outstanding young Supreme among the crowd.

Suddenly, his legs almost gave out from fear, and he almost screamed.

But thinking about the rumors that Lin Yang likes to play games in the world, he suppressed this impulse.

The more you do, the more mistakes you make. If you make this young master unhappy, his life will be in danger!

“That’s it for today’s book. If you want to know what happens after the funeral, please listen to the next chapter’s breakdown!”

The old storyteller shook his head and stretched out his hand to everyone: "If you enjoy listening to it, please feel free to reward me!"

"Hmph! You old man, you never finish telling the story every time. It makes me scratch my head. I can't stop and you want to give me a reward!?

Even if I beat you to death, I won’t give it to you! "

After the arrogant girl who spoke finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves and several high-grade spiritual stones fell on the old storyteller's table:

"Oh, my lady's hand slipped, I'm not giving you a reward! Don't get me wrong!"

"clear."

The old man grinned and took the spiritual stones into his arms: "I didn't see anything."

"Ha ha!"

This commotion made everyone laugh, donate generously, and keep giving rewards.

Although this old man likes to tell stories half-way through, he always leaves hooks to keep them hooked.

But this is what people rely on for a living. If he can tell all the stories in one day, what does he do for a living?

Of course, the most important thing is that if he finished telling the story in one day, they would all feel lonely and sad.

After all, there will be no more exciting and twisty stories to listen to in the future...

"Oh, what a great harvest!"

The old storyteller was extremely happy and put away the mountain of spiritual stones on the table, with a smile on his face.

Then, he took the initiative to come to Lin Yang and bowed in greeting: "The young supreme king is here, and the old man's fortune has improved!

It’s so radiant and blessed for three lifetimes!

The last time we saw each other, I miss you so much and have been dreaming about seeing you again...

Unexpectedly, in just a dozen years, you have become as beautiful as a tree, and you are so heroic..."

As expected of a storyteller, he was really talkative. There was no chance for Lin Yang to speak, and his good words came out like a barrage of words.

Lin Yang believed that even the enemies seeking revenge from the old storyteller would not be able to bear to take action after hearing this.

After all, why don’t you hit someone with a smiling face?

"okay."

Lin Yang waved his hand to interrupt the old man's flattery: "I'm not here to trouble you."

He even doubted that if he didn't take a stand, the old man would be able to stand here and brag for three days and three nights...

"call……"

The old storyteller breathed a sigh of relief and then calmed down.

"We are really destined."

Lin Yang looked at the old storyteller and joked:

"Before, when you were giving lectures in the Northern Wilderness Dynasty in the mortal world, I thought you were just an ordinary storyteller and I never paid any special attention to you.

But now I meet you in the most holy city in the world. You are not simple! "

"Are you joking? Compared with your majestic and domineering, powerful and powerful young man who dominates the immortal road and is famous far and wide, an old man is nothing?

To know! you……"

The old storyteller has a lot of witty words.

"stop!"

Lin Yang was speechless: "It's obvious that you have learned idioms well."

"Hehe... A big shot like you doesn't dare to get involved in Karma.

There won't be any coincidences. "

The old storyteller sighed and sighed: "So, I think the reason why I can see you for the second time is because you want to see me.

I really can’t understand your thoughts, so..."

Lin Yang nodded: "You are smart, but you know too much."

The old storyteller was so frightened that his eyes widened and he shouted: "My lord, please forgive me, old man, I will never dare to talk about anything related to you again!"

I'm really just an ordinary old man who makes a living by telling stories! Don't kill me! "

Does he know Lin Yang's methods? He kills people without blinking an eye, and hundreds of thousands of heads fly up at every turn...

"..."

Lin Yang was speechless. This old guy looked like an immortal, but in fact he was wretched and afraid of death:

"I'm just looking for you to confirm what's wrong with you."

"What can be wrong with this old man!?"

The old storyteller glared and denied repeatedly: "I'm just an ordinary person."

"Can ordinary people travel halfway across the world from the Northern Wilderness Dynasty to the Holy City of Qiankun in just a dozen years?"

Lin Yang sneered.

For mortals, the world is almost infinite.

The Northern Wilderness Dynasty, with a radius of 100,000 miles, is nothing more than a small, nameless border country in the Northern Xuan Territory among the 800 territories in the world.

Not to mention a mortal, even a moderately accomplished cultivator, would never be able to cross a territory in his lifetime, let alone come to the Holy City of Qiankun from the Northern Wilderness.

"..."

The old storyteller was speechless and unable to argue: "Old man, there is indeed something strange about me, but I don't even know what it is...

I am naturally fond of dreaming. In my dreams, I can feel everything that is happening in the Three Thousand Realms.

Therefore, the old man can know many secrets and tell many stories..."

"One dream and three thousand worlds..."

Lin Yang said.

"W-what?!"

The old man looked confused: "And it's true that I can't practice. I can come here because I can sleepwalk in my dreams.

Don’t look at me today in the Northern Wilderness Realm. Maybe if I take a nap, I will appear in other realms when I open my eyes tomorrow..."

The old man sighed: "I dreamed of the Three Thousand Worlds and learned many stories and secrets.

But I still can’t figure out what’s wrong with my body.

How did my ability come about..."

Lin Yang nodded: "I know."

"What!?"

The old storyteller's eyes were shocked and he couldn't believe it: "You know!? Please enlighten me!!!"

His physical problems have troubled him for too many years!

Lin Yang smiled slightly and was about to explain.

Suddenly, the heaven and earth shook, thousands of auspicious clouds bloomed, and a fairy road spanned time and space, falling from the depths of the sky, shining with endless rays of light!

Just by bathing in this glow, a mortal feels as if his body becomes lighter and is about to fly!

"What, what is this!?"

The sudden change caused the entire holy city to panic.

The Immortal Road is so huge and bright that all living things within a radius of thousands of miles can see it!

"Oh my god! How could a fairy road appear in the human world!? This is simply impossible!"

The old storyteller couldn't believe it.

Even if the immortal power in the human world is fully revived and the concentration of spiritual power reaches its peak, the strongest person it can accommodate is the Jidao Emperor.

If the great emperor in the human world wants to attain enlightenment and ascend, he must go to the heavenly realm to summon the projection of the immortal path, thereby overcoming the tribulation and becoming an immortal!

"Nothing is impossible."

Lin Yang shook his head.

The next moment, a stunningly beautiful woman flew out from the Qiankun Holy Land in the distance.

Her whole body is filled with powerful Tao principles, and she has boarded the immortal road to overcome the catastrophe and become an immortal! ! !

"Gulu... Isn't this Qian Qiushui, the holy master of Qiankun Holy Land? This is heaven-defying! She is going to survive the tribulation and ascend to immortality!?

This is impossible!

Could it be that she was going to become the first immortal in the world to transcend calamity and ascend in eternity! ? "

Someone recognized Qian Qiushui's figure and exclaimed...

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