Desolate: I told you to tell stories, and you became a mythical Zenith Heaven?
4 Everyone was discussing Su Mo’s lucky draw!

Shanhai Ti

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Su Mo suddenly stopped, and everyone was dumbfounded!

That was it?

This was too much of a scam!

Although he knew that storytellers often left suspense at the end of their stories, or suddenly ended them at the exciting moment, or gave a slight premonition of the next day's story.

The purpose of this was naturally to attract customers so that they would continue to support the next day.

However, Su Mo's storytelling had been very popular these past few days, and there were more and more people coming every day. In such a situation, was there still a need to dig a hole?

Moreover, what he had just said was really the most crucial part. He had no choice but to release the arrow on the string. Such a sudden stop was really like a fishbone stuck in his throat. He was extremely anxious!

Hence, people began to complain.

"Sir! Tell me more? Say a short paragraph, no, just half a paragraph, or even a few words!”

"That's right, sir. Is that half-dragon dead or not? You should finish talking. If you finish talking halfway, I'm afraid I won't even have an appetite for dinner!”

"I say, sir, I just arrived today. I heard a friend introduce me, so I came all the way here. Please be merciful and finish the story!”

"I'm already ninety years old. What if I can't wait until tomorrow…"

"Then did the Houyi Bow fire? Hurry up and shoot!"

Everyone, be it men or women, old or young, all scratched their ears and looked around. They were clearly completely drawn in by Su Mo's story and could not extricate themselves.

After all, the immersive feeling just now was something that could not be experienced anywhere else. It was just like his own story, so how could he not be anxious?

While the listeners were anxious, the country had its laws, the family had its rules, and the storytelling industry also had its own rules. Once today's part was over, no matter what, the storyteller would not say anything more.

It was useless to pretend to be pitiful or to threaten him.

The earliest storytellers had discovered that no matter how anxious or angry the listeners were, even if they had to smash tables and stools, they would still obediently come here to listen to the next part of the story.

However, if he was soft-hearted and told everyone the rest of the plot in advance, his business would plummet from tomorrow onwards and he would end up losing his job.

As a result, Su Mo ignored everyone. Everyone knew that he was being very particular, so after complaining a bit, they did not say anything else and went to discuss what had just happened.

That was to say, guessing books.

The local god was scratching his ears and cheeks, unable to sit still.

Just a moment ago, he had been terrified by Su Mo's disrespect for the gods, but now, he was completely immersed in the plot, and he had thrown all his worries to the back of his mind!

He stroked his long beard, his eyes filled with confusion.

First, how did the powerful existences in the Graveyard of Deities and Demons, who were undying and invincible, die? What kind of terrifying existence could kill them all?

As an immortal, the local god understood the current system. Even ordinary immortals were difficult to kill. At most, their bodies would be shattered, but their primordial spirits could still reconstruct their true bodies or reincarnate.

Not to mention those heaven-defying mighty figures in the cemetery.

Second, why was Chen Zheng still alive in the cemetery?

The world did not exist, and all the gods and devils died. Chen Zheng looked like a mortal, so how could he survive until now and complete what the gods and devils could not?

Thirdly, would the Houyi Bow be able to kill the half-dragon giant flood dragon in the air?

The transformation of a giant flood dragon into a dragon was a transformation from a demonic beast to a divine beast. The dragon race was one of the three great divine beast races in ancient times. They were once the masters of the four seas and ruled the three worlds together with the phoenix and qilin. Their bodies were powerful and were not easy to deal with.

Furthermore, the Hou Yi Bow was a supreme treasure of the ancient Sorcerer Tribe. Even if the human race pulled it open, they did not have the bloodline to unleash its full power. Could such a Hou Yi Bow kill a flood dragon?

The dignified local god was actually discussing with the old men around him. When they said that they had different opinions, they even argued with each other.

Everyone was also discussing.

Yang Jian said,"

"In my opinion, as long as Chen Zheng draws the Houyi Bow, he will definitely be able to kill that flood dragon!”

The bystanders were puzzled.

"How do you know?"

Yang Jian explained indifferently,"

"The Houyi Bow is the most precious treasure of the ancient Sorcerer Tribe. It belongs to the Great Sorcerer Houyi, and the Great Sorcerer is an existence second only to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. His body has the power to break the moon and shatter the stars, and even ordinary immortal treasures can't hurt him! How could it be an ordinary item that could be used as a weapon by him?”

" Besides, although the dragon race was powerful in ancient times, they are no longer the same as before. It is said that in ancient times, the dragon race made a big mistake and was punished by the Heavenly Dao. Their luck was cut and their status was taken away. Now, they are just ordinary beasts and even reduced to food. At the banquet in the Heavenly Court, there are dragon liver and phoenix marrow as dishes for the immortals to taste!”

Everyone was speechless. They were surprised that Yang Jian knew the secrets of these immortals and gods, and they were also amazed that the dragon race had fallen to such a state.

Someone asked curiously,"

"Then may I ask, brother? Isn't the Dragon Clan the most ancient race in the ancient times, once known as the overlord of the three worlds? What crime had he committed to attract such a severe punishment from the Heavenly Dao?”

At this moment, the local god said,

"Hmph, even if a True God descends to the lower realm, he might not be able to explain such a secret clearly, let alone you!”

Someone looked at him from the corner of his eyes.

"Old man, how arrogant of you. Could it be that you know?”

The local god raised his head.

"Who doesn't know? I do. In ancient times, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin were the first three tribes to be born after the world was split open. They ruled the sky, the earth, and the four seas respectively. The Dragon Tribe was the master of the four seas and one of the earliest overlords of the Untainted Land!”

"But then, a bloody battle suddenly erupted between the three races. The war swept through the three worlds and was extremely tragic. The three races of the dragon, phoenix, and qilin were almost completely wiped out. The killing caused a shocking fiendish aura that harmed the heavens, so the power of the Heavenly Dao appeared to punish them.”

Seeing that the old man really knew something, the crowd continued to ask,"

"Then do you think Chen Zheng can kill the flood dragon? After all, flood dragons were not pure-blooded dragons.”

The local god smacked his lips.

"Yes, the transformation of a flood dragon into a dragon is the return of its bloodline. It is naturally not a pure-blooded dragon clan. There are very few pure-blooded dragon clans. Most of them have died in the ancient war. However, a flood dragon also has a portion of the dragon clan's pressure. Therefore, Chen Zheng might not be able to subdue it…"

The local god was a god, so he naturally felt that the god race was superior. He would not let people think that mortals could kill divine beasts.

At the same time, everyone was also deeply moved by the Dragon Clan's former strength.

"I didn't expect the dragons to be one of the overlords of the Three Realms!”

"The Dragon Clan actually has such a glorious past.”

"The dragon race still has its foundation. I don't think Chen Zheng is its match.”

At this moment, Yang Chan saw that Su Mo had not left and was anxious to know what happened next, but she knew that Su Mo would not tell her.

Therefore, she had an idea. Instead of asking about the ending directly, she went forward and said,

"Sir, sir, may I ask which book you were talking about just now? Why does the name Chen Zheng sound unfamiliar to me? I've never heard of it in other stories.”

She didn't ask about the result of the story directly, but she asked about the title of the book. This wasn't considered a taboo. After all, most of the stories of storytellers were read in books.

Only now did Su Mo notice Yang Chan, who was as beautiful as a flower, and he smiled."

"I originally thought that the people who came to listen to my storytelling were all Jianghu tourists. I didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful woman who would specially come to give me face.”

Yang Chan had heard all kinds of compliments about her appearance, but this was the first time she was so direct and free. It was like a spring breeze and did not make her feel uncomfortable.

Her face instantly turned red as she whispered,"

"Then tell me, sir."

Su Mo smiled and shook his head."

"Although this matter isn't considered a secret, it concerns the integrity of the story. I can't tell you because it wouldn't be good if I told you. As for the title of the book, I can't tell you either.”

Su Mo thought to himself, If I tell you the title of the book now, it will be a big problem.

After saying that, he nodded at Yang Chan and turned to leave.

There were still some people who were unwilling to give up and wanted to stop him, but after a moment of shock, Su Mo had already disappeared.

This scene shocked the local god who had accidentally seen it!

This was because as a god, he had not seen how Su Mo had left!

Thinking back to the story Su Mo had just told him and the mysterious power of substitution, the local god suddenly became suspicious.

Could it be that this young man was an immortal god from the celestial heavens traveling down to the lower realm? Or perhaps the incarnation of a reclusive great expert from the Earth Immortal Realm?

Could it be that the story he told just now actually happened in ancient times??

Thinking of this, the local god broke out in a cold sweat.

To be able to clearly know such ancient secrets, he was definitely an incomparably terrifying existence with a great background!

He did not expect to encounter such an existence just by listening to a storyteller.

On the other side, after Su Mo left, he excitedly entered the system.

He still had to draw the lottery!

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