In Yangzhou City, there are traffic.

The morning market hawking sounds are endless, and the food sold by hawkers is full of fragrance. Even if the sky is still dark, people are already surging.

The man carrying a load on his shoulders spent a few cents of money, bought a few hot buns and started eating them in clean water, starting his day's livelihood; the storyteller at the tea stall next door also began to line up his props, preparing to tell the stories in the world to the guests who were sitting there.

Bang!

I heard the awakened wood slap the chopping board and make a sound. The thin old storyteller in a long robe began to thrust the story into strings with his loud voice, and told the audiences who kept shouting:

"This rumor in the world has been a story that all the spectators like to listen to when they have fun. Today, I will tell you the story of the first master of the Central Plains, the Sanzhenren Ning Daoqi!"

"If you listen to it, please give me some tea money and give me some support."

"Thank you all!"

The old storyteller finished speaking and picked up the folding fan and bowed with his fists. When he was about to speak, he saw that the men below were already a little impatient, and were impatient and even started to curse:

"Hurry up, old man, what do you think is going to be slow? If you speak well, you will naturally see the reward. If you speak poorly, you will smash your stall. You are so old that you have nowhere to cry!"

Zhang Kuang finished speaking, causing a burst of laughter in the hall, but the storyteller looked calm, as if it was a common thing, with wrinkles on his face, and he said with a smile:

"What the guest said is, let's start talking, let's start talking."

At this time, chaos had suddenly arisen everywhere in the world. The Lingnan Song family occupied one place under the leadership of Tiandao Song Que, and regarded the Sui Dynasty as nothing; Li Yuan, a clan, had already prepared his troops and horses and was eyeing the Central Plains.

In addition, there were rebels everywhere rising up and staked a large area; the Turks looked down on the grassland and were ready to go south at any time. Goguryeo was conquered by the Sui Dynasty three times, and they had long hated Yang Guang. If the Central Plains changed, they would definitely stab a knife hard behind the Sui Dynasty.

In addition, the court's taxes were serious, and the world was already full of holes and people were living in poverty. Even in the most prosperous Yangzhou in the Sui Dynasty, there were many refugees wandering around. The prosperous scene was just a painted face.

In today's era, it's good to be able to make a living by living, but no matter where he cares about his dignity or not.

The old storyteller is almost buried in the soil, and he has already read it.

I saw the storyteller in the green shirt coughing twice, clearing his throat and speaking:

"By the way, Master Na Ning Daoqi Ning is said to be an old man with a crown and belt, with five long beards, an elegant and simple face, and a tall and majestic body. Just standing gives people a sense of pressure, making people afraid to be presumptuous in front of him."

"The name of Grandmaster Ning, even the Turks and Goguryeo have heard of their reputation. The Eastern Turks' martial master Bi Xuan once fought with him once. That battle was shocking power. Grandmaster Ning used his famous skill, Sanzhe Bapu to fight Bi Xuan's Yanyang magic skills, and he fought to a draw!"

"That's the most powerful person in the Eastern Turks. Just by this battle, you can tell how powerful Grandmaster Ning is!"

The sighs and sighs were expressed from the old storyteller, and the yearning in his eyes also fell into the eyes of all the spectators present.

"Hmph!"

A soft and gentle female voice broke the peace of everyone present.

"Although what the old man said is true, Ning Daoqi cannot praise him like this, right?"

Then the sound came out, and the next moment, a figure dressed in thin white clothes and naked feet walked out of the aisle.

As soon as he appeared, everyone present was amazed.

The sky had not yet been completely bright at this time, and the hazy feeling reflected the peerless face of the woman in front of her.

Just like the most eye-catching elf in the night, the white dress further highlighted her delicate figure, and the black hair over the waist added a bit of softness to her beautiful appearance.

Gudong!

I don’t know which man here was fascinated by the mysterious woman who suddenly appeared, and even swallowed his saliva secretly, but his companion next to him did not sneer at his ugly appearance, just because at this moment, everyone’s eyes had already gathered on that graceful figure and did not move away for a moment.

"Although Na Ning Daoqi has a strong cultivation level, as a Taoist master, he has repeatedly helped those Buddhist Cihang Jingzhai do things, and has lost his value as a master in vain. He is just a false reputation."

"The younger generations of our family have not taken care of a few outstanding talents and are so outward. There is a reason why the Taoist sect has declined and no strong people have come out to fight against the beam."

"With such a senior in front of him, how can a true strong man be born?"

The crisp voice like an oriole, but the words spoken were merciless, and only belittled the great master whom the world admired was like that of the people in the market.

But unfortunately, none of the people present came forward to refute.

Because they could not find a reason to refute, although the words said by the woman in front of them were a little mean, every sentence was true.

After careful reading, it really makes some sense.

At this moment, on the tea table at the edge of the tea shop, there were two old men in Taoist robes sitting opposite each other drinking tea.

After listening to the young woman's words, the Baimei Taoist still sat firmly like a pineapple, but a little smile appeared on his face.

The Taoist opposite looked younger than the Taoist Baimei, with a tall crown and a wide belt, and an elegant appearance, but he couldn't sit still at this moment.

Seeing the smile that Zhang Sanfeng showed in front of him, Ning Daoqi smiled bitterly, hugged and said:

"I heard that there was a Taoist real person from Yangzhou, so I wanted to come and discuss the truth, but I didn't think of such a scene."

"It made Fellow Daoist Zhang laugh."

The Taoist who smiled bitterly in front of me was nothing but one of the three great masters in the world who had just been talking about by the old storyteller and the graceful woman. The Taoist San Zhenren Ning Daoqi!

This time, he heard that the Taoist Sect’s immortality appeared, so he came to search for it. On the way, he happened to meet Zhang Sanfeng, which made him sit in the tea shop and chat. After that, he encountered this awkward scene, which made Ning Daoqi’s old face turn slightly red.

In the early years, because he borrowed the Cihang Sword Book, he did do a lot of things for Cihang Jingzhai. He was exposed like this. Ning Daoqi had nothing to say, so he could only pinch his nose and recognize him.

But this little girl is so sarcastic and harsh at a young age. If she doesn’t teach her a lesson, she will be able to do anything in the future?

Ning Daoqi is a master of his generation after all, and he can't even face it when encountering something.

"Ahem."

The next moment, Ning Daoqi's cough sounded and entered the ears of the graceful figure not far away.

"I, Ning Dodge, since you have such a big prejudice against me, you might as well talk to me in person."
Chapter completed!