With a voice of younger brother, Chen Weiming had mixed feelings, and he didn't know how to say it... From the perspective of bloodline, 6 Yu Daojun should be his younger brother, but without memory, he really couldn't have such feelings as relatives, so he could only regret it.

"Yesterday, the 6-pressed Taoist Lord had to trick Zifeng Fairy into asking for medicine. He had to leave after robbing the magical medicine. Unfortunately, neither the real dragon clan nor the Phoenix clan would let him go so easily..."

At this moment, a sudden shout came from the front, and someone was talking about it.

Chen Weiming was immediately curious that there was a career like storytelling in the earthly world, and a profession of mortals to earn some rewards, but since he entered the world of Zhoutian Star Fighting, he has never passed it again. Unexpectedly, he could still see it here.

Especially what this person said was that it was the matter of 6 oppressing Taoist Lord, so he couldn't help but walk over and understand.

"Ten sub-saints of the Phoenix Clan blocked him in the Sword Valley and fought to death. The Sword Valley is not an ordinary place, but the place where the Five Mountains Immortal Kings and the Immortal Sword Martial Masters fought, leaving behind millions of sword intents. And the 6-Guo Daojun was the Five Elements Dao Body, which was extremely magical invented, and could guide those sword intents..."

An old man with white beard stood on a stone platform, holding a folding fan in his hand, with a wooden table and a gavel in front of him, which is exactly what he said.

"After the fierce battle, nine sub-saints fell to the ground seriously injured, and one of them was also seriously injured. This was not a defeat for the 6-suppressing Taoist Lord. It was just that I was sorry for the Zifeng Fairy and was unwilling to let the Phoenix Clan suffer losses. After all, in that prehistoric era, there were not many sub-saint monks, and they were extremely valuable combat power for each force."

"That is why at the last moment, he reversed the sword energy and only injured but not killed him. But this also made him suffer from the backlash of sword intent and it was unsustainable. At this critical moment, Fairy Zifeng arrived."

"Purple Phoenix Fairy is here!" Someone exclaimed: "What are she going to do?"

Cultivators cultivate their minds, and the so-called minds are different personalities and different ways. Some people, like Chen Weiming, play in the world with a calm mind, while others are like Nether Knife, who are not stronger and would rather die. Some people are like ordinary mortals, with all their emotions and six desires, and like to listen to hero stories.

Unlike Chen Weiming who came here just because he was curious, many people here were attracted by the wonderful story. Especially those who listened to all the previous contents, they were completely captured by the content of the story at this moment.

Especially some young men and girls are saddened by the sadness in the story.

"She!" The old man from Bai Shushu sighed: "Otherwise, why do people always say that once this woman is fascinated by love, she becomes a fool. The words of turning her elbow out are not casual. When the Zifeng Fairy arrived at the Sword Valley, she immediately gave the 6 Daojun a wounded medicine, and then sent him away with his true energy, blocking the phoenix clan's pursuit."

"The Phoenix Clan's sub-saint asked Zifeng Fairy why this was the case, but the answer was only one sentence."

"What do you mean?" asked a young woman, her eyes filled with tears, and she was already moved by the story.

The old man sighed again: "Fairy Zifeng replied: He is my husband!"

As soon as this statement was made, a large number of girls burst into tears, and many immortal crystals were thrown into the jade basin in front of the old man.

He really received a bounty... Chen Weiming laughed in his heart. This old monk is actually not low, he is at the level of a sub-saint. It is ridiculous that he even does such beggar behavior.

While thinking about it, Chen Pan suddenly heard a soft cry: "It's him!"

Gu Zhou also laughed: "It's him, this guy is really amazing, he is still alive."

"So sometimes I say that a strong cultivation level may not necessarily escape the disaster." Chen Weiming smiled and said, "Like him, practicing the harmless Taoist patterns of personal animals, is not a fight or a scramble. As long as you understand how to hide your strength and keep a low profile and have some luck, you will naturally survive."

Chen Weiming asked quickly: "Do you recognize it?"

Before Chen Pan could answer, he saw the Chaos Bell suddenly rushed over and shouting to Chen Weiming: "Master, run away quickly, the crow's mouth is coming!"

Chen Weiming was stunned for a moment when he could make Chaos Bell scared.

"It's the Moon Master!" Chen Pan smiled slightly: "This old man is the Moon Master, who is responsible for showing people's marriage. Now that fate is gone, he can't read the marriage either, so he has changed his career and has actually changed his career as a storyteller."

Gu Zhou looked at Chen Weiming and smiled and said, "You really have to listen to the Yellow River. This old guy has seen Chen Pan's marriage, Donghuang Taiyi, and Hongjun. As long as he says a love that can be killed and then you will definitely die once. Even if your cultivation is as good as Pangu, it will be useless. Donghuang Taiyi will not surrender to fate in his lifetime, and he will be afraid that he will have to submit to this old man!"

There was also such a thing, Chen Weiming couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, someone shouted in front of him: "This storyteller, I have heard all the previous stories. Now I want to know one thing, where did the Zifeng Fairy went after the 6th Taoist Lord was killed by someone."

"Yes, yes!" Many monks said so, and it was noisy for a moment.

Old Bai Yue picked up the gavel and slapped the table. The four sides were quiet. Then he sighed and looked at the corpse on the Dingling Peak.

"In the past, those who took action to kill 6 people who suppressed Taoist kings had great cultivation and used their magical powers to be called the Nine Punishments of Heaven and Jue. The power was hard to describe. With such a method, how could the person who died after death be intact?"

"After the Battle of the Continuous Peak in the past, the 6th Daojun's soul was scattered and completely died. The body was also bombarded into countless pieces by the Nine Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme Extreme

"A few years later, Fairy Zifeng came here and spent decades gathering all the fragments together..."

This story is not recorded in the Taishi Ji, even Chen Pan and Gu Zhou listened carefully.

"On the day when gathering, blood rain shocked the sky, and yin and yang were unbalanced. On that day, I heard the long cry of sad phoenixes, and the heart-wrenching sound of the purple phoenix fairy came to the nine heavens and ten earths. Everyone who heard it was heartbroken and shed tears, and it was difficult to extricate themselves."

The audience around sighed and someone asked, "Today, the corpse is intact. Could it be that Fairy Zifeng put the corpse together?"

Bai Yue Lao shook his head: "If this is the case, it would be a good thing. What a pity... The Phoenix Clan has a bloodline magical power called Nirvana and rebirth. It can be resurrected even if it dies. Moreover, it will be stronger than before when it is cut off hair and marrow and reborn."

"The Purple Phoenix Fairy burned her bloodline and used the method of Nirvana, hugged the 6-Press Daojun to break the corpse into a purple-fired phoenix egg. She intended to use this method to revive the already scattered Taoist Lord. It's a pity..."

He shook his head and sighed again, his eyes moistened: "How can this dead man be resurrected?"

"The purple phoenix egg burned here for ninety-nine years. When the flames burned out and the eggshell broke..."

"The Purple Phoenix Fairy died of her fragrance and her soul was scattered. The 6th Taoist Lord was not resurrected because of this, but only left this complete corpse!"
Chapter completed!