Seeing this, Yun Tianqing smiled and put away the zither. With a flip of his wrist, he took out something that looked like a microphone from his previous life. Alright, it was just a microphone carved out of wood. In fact, it was just a sound amplification array that had been applied to it to achieve the effect of a microphone from his previous life.
"Welcome to Chang 'an's Wondrous Dream Pavilion. I'm Pavilion Master Yun Tianqing.”
A melodious welcoming voice pulled everyone out of their reverie. They all looked at the light screen in the sky quietly, at Yun Tianqing, who looked like a pine and a jade tree.
"Welcome to Chang 'an Bookstore. I am the owner, Huang Ning.”
"Welcome to the Wonder Story Bookstore. I am the owner, Chen Xing.”
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At this moment, the gazes of all three hundred and sixty-five provinces were focused on the Wondrous Dream Pavilion Master and the Twelve District Masters.
In the Chang 'an Bookstore branch of the Jingzhao Prefecture, a group of people were surrounding the branch, looking up at the projection in the sky.
In the Hezhong Prefecture, in the branch of the Strange Tales Bookstore, the people in the city were discussing the image on the light screen in the void.
Xingyuan Manor, Ruyi Bookstore branch. The Manor Head and a group of officials were in a restaurant opposite the bookstore, looking at the projection on the screen in shock and speechlessness.
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The Twelve District Masters looked at the endless crowd in front of their own bookstores, the gazes of the other three hundred and sixty-five provinces, and even Li Shimin, the ruler of the Great Tang, who was watching them through the Mystic Light Mirror in Taiji Palace. He suddenly felt that even if the Wonderful Dream Book Alliance would collapse after today, even if not a single book of poetry could be sold, it would still be worth it!
If someone asked them when was the most glorious moment of their lives?
Was it the day he became the head shopkeeper of the bookstore and took charge of all the branches of the bookstore?
No, maybe it was in the past.
However, the most glorious moment of his life was now!
After the owner of the Twelve Book Houses introduced himself, Yun Tianqing looked around and said,"
"It is my honor to have all of you here today. Today, the Wondrous Dream Pavilion has joined forces with the Twelve Bookstores of the Great Tang to establish the Wondrous Dream Bookstore Alliance. From now on, the novels, poems, and photographs under the Wondrous Dream Bookstore Alliance will be sold in all 365 provinces of the Great Tang.
If you can buy books from a bookstore in Chang 'an, we can guarantee that you can also buy books from the branches of bookstores in other prefectures!
Today, customers who bought biographies, poems, photos, etc. could go to the lottery with their shopping slips. The small ones were three to five hundred wen worth of shopping coupons, and the big ones were gold and silver jewelry.
Next, please enjoy the related works of the Wonderful Dream Book Alliance.”
With that, Yun Tianqing waved his hand, and the 377 screens in the air of the Wondrous Dream Pavilion instantly merged into a massive screen. All the citizens of the 365 provinces of the Great Tang could simultaneously see the contents of the screens.
" The bonfire reflects the snow in the distant mountains
On the night of the beginning, who will sacrifice to the ancestors of the barbarians?
The animal skin scroll is engraved with the fate
A thousand years of reincarnation
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Under the background music of " Brutal War," a young man and a young woman were walking in the snow. A young woman's soft voice could be heard."Say, if we keep walking in the wind and snow like this, won't we reach the end of our hair?”
"It's Bai Su!" Someone in the crowd of the Wondrous Dream Pavilion exclaimed, having already recognized the person in the picture.
In the void:
A muscular man dressed in animal skin stood on the top of a tall mountain and shouted at the sky,"The sky is the sky, why are you crying alone!"
An old man was slowly grinding medicine. His ancient voice sounded in the tent,"When you know you are you, you are not you. When you don't know you are you, you are you.”
A young man was bleeding from his seven orifices. He looked like he had gone mad as he held a puppet made of grass and roared,
"I curse…you, Di Tian, to sink into the Yellow Springs and never see the light of day again!
I curse…that your Di Tian bloodline will be extinguished for all eternity. All of you will die, and all of you will follow your soul into the netherworld!
I curse…that your soul, Di Tian, will endure trillions of reincarnations, endure the resentment of the heavens and earth, and be destroyed endlessly!”
The cold and murderous voice made everyone's hearts turn cold.
When the song ended, after many images flashed past, the two words 'Seeking the Devil' appeared on the screen.
Before anyone could think, the scene in the air changed and a new scene appeared. A leisurely singing voice sounded.
"I pity the person in my eyes
Entering alone with no one around
I carve beams and paint buildings
I frown at life and death
Green Grave of Pixing Son
Ten Lines at a Glance
Breathing to wipe away the redness and swelling
......”
In the picture, there was a green-robed man sitting cross-legged. His body shattered inch by inch. Then, earth, water, wind, and fire surged, and the Yin and Yang Samsara reconstructed his divine body.
"This is Lin Huang. He's rebuilding his divine body!”Another Chang 'an citizen recognized the person in the picture.
Another saber-wielding man burned all of his essence, qi, and spirit as he raised and slashed down, as if he was slashing through the sky.
"This is the Blade Seal, the Blade Seal without regrets!”Another enthusiastic citizen of Chang 'an pointed at the image in the air and shouted. As the storytellers of the Great Tang spread the story, those who had read or heard of the First Demon God in History had a deep impression of some of the images.
The other provinces of the Great Tang: Even if we're not from the same province, we're still from the same Great Tang, right? How come we have never seen what you know? Even if you are from the Imperial Capital, this is too biased!”
The people outside Chang 'an were dumbfounded. They felt that they were being treated differently, but they were more interested in the things in the void light curtain.
Before anyone could think, a new scene appeared on the light curtain again. At the same time, a series of clanging sounds that sounded like the gongs and drums of Beijing opera rang out.
In the image, a young man with dark blue hair was waving a kitchen knife in his hand, bringing with it a series of knife lights. All kinds of ingredients that had been cut neatly fell to the side.
"What is this?" At this moment, the people of Chang 'an could not recognize what was in the picture.
In the picture, there was a dignified middle-aged man with green hair and purple eyes. He held a pair of chopsticks in one hand and a dumpling skin in the other. He picked and picked with the chopsticks, and his palms joined together to form a beautiful emerald green dumpling.
"Is he cooking?" A Chang 'an citizen said uncertainly.
In the picture, there was a young man with long brown hair. He was holding a ball of dough in his hand. He pulled and pulled repeatedly, and the ball of dough created a rain of threads! In the end, the brown-haired young man walked to the center with a bowl of noodles. The screen slowly turned black, and finally, the words " Little Master of China " appeared.
"Who is this? What was this? Is this a new work?" The people of Chang 'an looked at the figure that appeared in the void with confusion.
After that, the wonderful editing of " A Chinese Oath to the West " was paired with the music video of " The Love of a Lifetime " and the stunning poems of " Records of the Elegance of Poetry through the Ages " attracted the attention of the people of the Great Tang!
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