Sitting on the snow-white felt, playing with the small medicine bottle in his hand.

Chu Tianman wanted to tell the story of "Liang Zhu" last time, Zi Xiaosheng still owed him an answer. But think about it, he has already got some answers from Ying Xiuer.

Holding up the small medicine bottle in his hand, Chu Tian smiled and said, "For the sake of this medicine!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Chu Tian smelled his own sweet fragrance. The coolness in his body did not decrease at all and continued to flow through his body. The power of this small pill was beyond imagination, far more powerful than any pill Chu Tian had ever taken.

After a pause, Chu Tian looked up at the gradually brightening sky and said slowly, "This story is about an old beggar I met on the roadside. He was dying of thirst, so I gave him a bowl of water to save his life. He told me this story. Unfortunately, he drank the water too quickly and choked to death. So I am the only one in the world who knows this story."

Zi Xiaosheng looked gloomy, staring at Chu Tian fiercely. His expression was clearly roaring at Chu Tian silently - do you think I'm an idiot? I said the same thing last time!

Aunt Feng appeared out of nowhere and stood quietly behind Zi Xiaosheng, staring at Chu Tian with her beautiful eyes.

"The dynasty, year, month, and place of this story are all unknown." Chu Tian shook his head slowly and sang a song "Peony Pavilion" slowly: "It is said that in that year, month, day, and time, there was a woman named Du Liniang!"

** Chu Tian was reciting the story of "Peony Pavilion" slowly, with a lingering fragrance. Hu Dali, soaked in water, poked his head out from the edge of the waterfall in a panic and screamed at the top of his voice: "You purple-clothed young man, did you save Dali's life? You better be careful, Tian Ge'er has been good at talking nonsense since he was a child. We don't know how many times we have been fooled by him!"

Zi Xiaosheng was furious. He looked at Hu Dali, who suddenly spoke up to disrupt the situation, and slapped him in the face.

A violent gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground. Hu Dali, who had just climbed to the edge of the waterfall, let out a strange cry. He was slapped in the face and fell backwards. He was then rolled all the way down by the waterfall.

Chu Tian chuckled and continued, making the already wonderful and moving story even more touching.

When the mood came, Chu Tian plucked the strings of the zither with his fingers and sang in a gentle voice, "What can we do about the beautiful scenery and beautiful weather? Whose yard can we enjoy the pleasure in?" Then one after another exquisitely sung lyrics with sweet words came to his mind. The melodious music and singing style blended together. Zi Xiaosheng and Aunt Feng were like two stupid geese struck by thunder, with their mouths wide open, unable to make a sound.

A strange sound came from behind Zi Xiaosheng. A big man among the six guards beside her was kneeling on the ground with a thick plate of jade paper in front of him. His right hand was writing very quickly, firmly memorizing every word and sentence of Chu Tian.

Chu Tian glanced at the big man and told the story slowly and calmly.

The more Aunt Feng listened, the more excited she became. In the end, a faint glow appeared around her, and an extremely terrifying force was gathering strength. Chu Tian felt a chill all over his body. The delicate, bright and beautiful Aunt Feng actually gave him the illusion that she was more terrifying than the ancient behemoth.

Enduring the pressure from Aunt Feng, Chu Tian finally recounted the entire story of "The Peony Pavilion".

There was complete silence at the top of the waterfall. When Chu Tian finished speaking the last word, the guard had just copied down the last word. He quietly put down the last stroke, then stood up and quietly retreated to the forest on one side with a thick plate of jade paper.

Zi Xiaosheng held the jade flute tightly in both hands, looked up at the sky blankly, imitated Chu Tian's singing style over and over again, and repeated the beautiful, wonderful and soul-stirring lyrics over and over again.

After a long time, Zi Xiaosheng finally calmed down.

With a strange light flashing in his eyes, Zi Xiaosheng looked at Chu Tian with a strange expression, and suddenly asked: "Chu Tian, ​​do you know how vast this world is?"

Chu Tian was stunned. He looked at Zi Xiaosheng, who had a strange expression on his face, and asked him nervously, "Master Zi, are you from the Five Paths?"

Zi Xiaosheng smiled dumbly, and waved the jade flute in his hand gently. He said in a deep voice: "Six Blood Sacrifices, it seems that you already know about it? I have nothing to do with those five. I just want to ask you, do you want to see the scenery outside of Dajin?"

'See the scenery outside Dajin'?

Chu Tian looked at Zi Xiaosheng, who was very serious, and felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

Last night, Ying Xiu'er was still expressing her feelings to Chu Tian that for countless years, the elites of their Ying family, generation after generation, had marched into all directions of the wilderness, trying to find the end of this world, but they had gained nothing for countless years.

Zi Xiaosheng so easily invited Chu Tian to leave Dajin and see the outside world.

Leave Dajin?

Does it mean that we can avoid the bloodshed brought about by the Six Paths Blood Sacrifice?

Why did Zi Xiaosheng have such a heart? Was it because Chu Tian told two stories that seemed very ordinary to him?

But Chu Tian has so many concerns here!

Can't leave.

Can't leave.

Can't leave.

Don't want to leave.

"Why are my eyes filled with tears... Because I love this warm land of Dajin so much." Chu Tian said to Zi Xiaosheng very seriously: "Mr. Zi's kindness is appreciated by Chu Tian. But Chu Tian can't leave."

Zi Xiaosheng looked at Chu Tian deeply, and he murmured to himself: "Can't you leave? Chu Tian, ​​Chu Tian, ​​are you just a small spy leader of Dayu Temple?"

Chu Tian touched his nose a little shyly, and looked at Zi Xiaosheng a little embarrassedly: "To be precise, I am the leader of the thugs of Dayue Temple. The spies and thugs of Dayue Temple are two distinct systems."

"Thug leader!" Zi Xiaosheng couldn't help but smile, and subconsciously tapped Chu Tian's head with the jade flute in his hand.

Aunt Feng's pupils suddenly condensed, and Chu Tian rolled over to avoid the jade flute in Zi Xiaosheng's hand, and shouted strangely: "Master Zi, you are not going to knock me out and kidnap me?"

Zi Xiaosheng was stunned, put away the jade flute with an awkward smile, and coughed heavily.

Looking back at Aunt Feng, Aunt Feng looked at Zi Xiaosheng sternly and shook her head gently. Zi Xiaosheng sighed helplessly and said in a deep voice: "Since you don't want to leave, then, I will give you a piece of advice."

Without waiting for Chu Tian to speak, Zi Xiaosheng hooked his finger, and the Qing Jiao Sword in Chu Tian's right arm guard flew straight out and fell into Zi Xiaosheng's hand. A ray of purple flame spurted out from Zi Xiaosheng's palm, wrapping the Qing Jiao Sword inside.

Inside the Green Dragon Sword, countless green dynamic runes splashed out like fireworks.

Zi Xiaosheng grabbed a few transparent crystals surrounded by glowing light with his other hand and threw them into the purple flames one after another. They continuously transformed into strange rays of light and merged into the Qingjiao Sword.

"The Hundred Thousand Wilds will see a big change. I have met a lot of interesting people in the past two days." Zi Xiaosheng said in a slow voice: "Qizhou, Minzhou, Mangzhou, and the seven states further east will all become bloody ghost dens. This is the first wave of attacks by the Five Dao creatures. It is their test of the Dao Seeds, and also a competition between them."

"Take your acquaintances with you and go, the farther the better."

With a clang, the Green Dragon Sword, whose appearance remained unchanged but whose interior had undergone a drastic change, clanged and transformed into a green dragon shadow that flew back to Chu Tian, ​​directly merging into his right arm and becoming a green dragon-shaped tattoo about a foot long on his right forearm.