Chapter 241 Chaotic Records
"Have you heard that many people were promoted to Grandmaster after listening to a storytelling show in Jian Ge Market!"
"Your information is too out of date! I knew it a long time ago!"
"In the Xianrenzui where you listen to storytelling, the seats are specially selected. Those who are close to the seats are promoted to Grandmaster. One punch can break the stone tablet and cut off the road!"
"Is it true? Can we go to listen?"
"It's too late!"
"There are only 184 seats in total in Xianrenzui, and they are all won by strength. If you went to listen last time, you still have a chance to squeeze in this time, but can you beat the Grandmaster now?"
Jian Ge is the center of the world's rivers and lakes.
It would take less than half a day for the news to spread widely, and the news that one could be promoted to Grandmaster by listening to storytelling spread among all the major forces in the martial arts world in the blink of an eye.
For a while, many masters rushed to Jian Ge Market.
Those who received the news last time but did not come to listen to the storytelling regretted it, including some of Jian Ge's elders.
Jian Ge Market was right under their feet, and they were the first to know the news of storytelling, but at that time they did not believe that listening to a storytelling show could help their strength.
Now they believe it, but it's too late.
Most of them have not yet touched the threshold of the Grandmaster realm, and the qualification to listen to storytelling is linked to strength, so they are destined to have no chance of storytelling.
After all, the 184 people who listened to the storytelling in the last wave all advanced to the Grandmaster level.
"This is so unfair!"
Someone was indignant.
"For those of us who got the news late, or accidentally missed the first time, wouldn't we have no chance at all?"
Wang Ran originally planned that each person could only listen to the storytelling once.
But he thought carefully, the evil god converts should not be underestimated, and the people in this world would not improve their strength much by listening to the storytelling only once, and in the end they might even be killed by the evil god converts.
So he cancelled the limit on the number of times they could listen to the storytelling.
But he also knew that the power level of this world was too low, and after the first group of people who listened to the storytelling got the benefits, they almost blocked the way for those who came after them.
This is not good.
He is the savior, and he only came here to do three things.
Fair!
Fair!
It's still a damn trick.
"The first batch of listeners were mixed, and there were even professional thieves among them. It is not good for the world to make bad people stronger."
"Next time you have to carefully select the candidates for the lecture."
The day passed in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, it was time for the second lecture. The outside of Xianrenzui was crowded with people. If you are not a master, you are not qualified to stand in front of the main street of Xianrenzui.
"I am the head of Kongshan Sect. Please give me a favor and let me and my disciples stand in front."
"Where are the small sects? Get out of the way!"
"Those who have not reached the master level should stand outside. You are too weak. Even if the door is opened, you can't get a seat."
"."
The heads of people outside Xianrenzui shook.
There were too many masters present, and ordinary masters could only ride on the wall and wait.
Only the heads and great elders of each sect, who not only have profound cultivation but also have many helpers, can stand in the first row of the crowd and wait for Xianrenzui to open the door.
When the time came, a huge pressure descended from the sky, pressing everyone to be unable to move.
Creaking--
the door of Xianrenzui opened automatically, and a few words floated out from inside.
"The rules will be changed from today."
"Only people with good temperament can enter, and some seats will be reserved for newcomers who have never listened to storytelling."
As he spoke, the intensity of the pressure dropped rapidly.
The heads standing in the first row gradually had room to breathe. They breathed in the air, and moved forward with difficulty under the pressure, with beads of sweat on their foreheads.
Half an incense stick later, a head of a small and unknown sect took the lead in entering Xianrenzui.
His face was full of surprise.
The reason why he was the first to enter Xianrenzui was not because he was the strongest, but because he was squeezed against the wall and could hold on to the wall when walking into Xianrenzui.
He walked tremblingly to Wang Ran, bowed to Wang Ran, and then sat down at one of the four tables closest to Wang Ran.
He took a deep breath and smelled the fragrance in the teapot.
"This is..."
His eyes lit up, and he picked up the teapot and poured it into his mouth.
Tun tun tun
tun tun!
He opened his arms, his sleeves fluttered like the wind, and a strong sharpness flashed between his eyebrows.
"Grandmaster! Hahahaha!"
The heads outside Xianrenzui were furious when they heard the noise. They no longer cared about their image and crawled into Xianrenzui, rushing to the position close to Wang Ran.
"Get out of the way!"
"You should get out of the way!"
"Heavenly Sword!"
"Great Jade God-conferring Palm!"
"Get out of my way!"
"This position is mine!"
"."
The heads who were extremely solemn and dignified on weekdays fought fiercely in Xianrenzui, but they took into account the existence of Wang Ran and did not dare to damage the tables and chairs in Xianrenzui. They were so timid that they looked a little ridiculous.
The people outside Xianrenzui were amazed.
Wang Ran was flinging cats while glancing at the heads.
He said calmly, "It's good to be enterprising, but you have to know your limits. If you destroy anything in Xianrenzui, both of you should get out!"
As he spoke, he threw out two guys who were using sword energy to make wood chips fly everywhere.
The noise in Xianrenzui suddenly became much quieter.
"Take a seat and enjoy yourself!"
he said again.
Now the heads stopped fighting and all used their skills to rush towards Wang Ran, occupying the four tables closest to Wang Ran in an instant.
Take a seat and enjoy yourself.
The heads who didn't get a seat didn't dare to fight and could only sit at the second table with an indignant look on their faces.
More and more people walked into Xianrenzui.
At the same time, many people stood at the door of Xianrenzui, stretching their arms into Xianrenzui, but unable to step in.
They cried loudly.
"Xianren! Please let me in!"
"Although I killed and set fire, I am a good person, my brothers can prove it!"
"Xianren! Look at me!"
"I have been obedient since I was a child! As long as you let me in, I can do anything you ask me to do!"
Wang Ran ignored them.
He has an orange cat that can read minds. He knows who is a good person and who is not a good person as soon as the orange cat shakes its tail.
But he is more interested in the "Xianren" mentioned by these people.
This world has its own language system. The so-called immortals and mute immortals are his own translations. In the context of this world, they correspond to powerful people who can break the void. They
are equivalent to gods.
Only gods can break through space and enter the world sea.
Wang Ran is actually a little curious.
There is a legend of breaking the void in this world, which means that gods were born a long time ago, but I don’t know why it is so bad now. The so-called grandmaster has a single attribute of less than one thousand.
A little nutrient solution can make the eyes of people in this world glow.
After destroying the evil god convert, if there is still time, he can explore this matter and see what happened in this world to become the poor appearance it is today.
In fact, he found that Anna’s world is the same.
That world has traces of angels, and it should have been a rich and powerful world in the past. It's just that no one knows what happened. In the end, it can only take out a few hundred Morgans to ask people to save itself.
In theory, the world can absorb energy and matter from the world sea, constantly strengthening itself, and will only become stronger and stronger as time goes by.
But Wang Ran has already encountered two declining worlds.
He is curious about what these declining worlds have experienced. If he can find the reason, maybe he can prevent the same thing from happening on Earth.
After a while, the seats in Xianrenzui were full.
All those who had not yet grabbed a seat were pushed out by an invisible force, and then the door of Xianrenzui was closed.
Snap!
Wang Ran took a photo calmly.
"Continue from last time!"
"Sun Wukong was tricked into becoming Bimawen, and he was full of ambition. But when he heard that he was just a horse breeder, he felt disappointed, and with the disappointment came the beginning of trouble."
The people in the hall fell into a trance as the storytelling was being told. Before their eyes, they could vaguely see a stretch of heavenly palaces and a lively and unruly monkey.
Time passed quietly until Wang Ran clapped the wake-up stick again.
Snap!
Everyone woke up from their trance.
Wang Ran said calmly, "This time, the storytelling ends here. Please go back."
The door of Xianrenzui opened automatically.
People were crowded outside.
Although the people outside could not get any benefit from the storytelling, they could hear Wang Ran's voice and share the story of "Journey to the West" with the people in Xianrenzui.
The people in Xianrenzui were all in a trance due to the storytelling, so they were more aware of what Wang Ran said.
The people in Xianrenzui walked out one after another.
"Xianren."
Not everyone walked out, and a small group of people gathered around Wang Ran.
"Excuse me, where are you from?"
"Have you ever heard of my ancestor, Master Jianchi?"
asked the head of Jiange with white hair and beard.
Wang Ran squinted at him: "Your ancestor broke into the void? When?"
The head of Jian Ge said cautiously: "Not only my ancestor, but also my ancestor's wife and children broke into the void, but the time is unknown, and we, the descendants, don't know exactly when it was."
Wang Ran was surprised and said: "What do you mean by unknown?"
Sects with a long history generally record major events in their own sects. It will not happen that when a major event happened in history, they don't know when and what happened.
Unless there has been a turmoil, causing the relevant records to be lost.
The head of Jian Ge hesitated and said: "I don't know why, the records of past events in the sect are very chaotic. Many things have been recorded more than ten times, and the time is different each time."
Wang Ran was slightly stunned.
"We too."
"Is this happening to Jian Ge as well?"
"Ours is messed up too."
"."
The heads of the sects all talked at once.
Wang Ran raised his eyebrows.
If it was only the Jiange family that had a messed up record, it might be that someone had maliciously tampered with the record, but so many sects said they had encountered this situation, there must be something else behind it.
Wang Ran fell into deep thought.
The same thing was recorded more than a dozen times at different times. Either there was something wrong with the thing itself, or there was something wrong with the person who recorded it.
If there was nothing wrong with either of these two.
Then there was
something wrong with the time?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
