Chapter 46 Exchange? (Last day to ask for monthly tickets!)
"There are three ways to prove the truth: first, prove the truth with strength; second, prove the truth by killing three corpses; third, prove the truth with merit? I don't know which way those great masters of ancient times will take!"

“I feel that even the great god Pangu could not succeed in proving his truth through strength, let alone these gods who have inherited the legacy of the great god Pangu!”

"Merit and virtue can prove the truth? If that's true, then as long as you do enough good deeds, you can become an immortal Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!"

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Today's storytelling has ended, and the audience also knows the rules of the storytelling venue, so there will be no more stories. Immediately, some people who came here specifically to listen to the story dispersed in groups of three or five; some people were already hungry after listening to the story for a while, so they directly asked the waiter to bring up the good wine and food.

Facing the setting sun, the debate about ancient stories echoed inside and outside the Bashu Tower, and it was extremely noisy.

"Your Excellency Donghuang, Sister Yanfei, Sister Yueshen."

The song has ended, but the people have not yet left.

In the private room on the third floor, Tianxuan escaped from the encirclement of Yan Fei and Yue Shen, and his expression froze: "Can you return Xiao Ling and Xiao Yi to my Tian Zong?"

Xiaoyi, a disciple of Tianzong, was a disciple of a senior sister of Tianxuan. She disappeared without a reason. Xiaoling, also a disciple of Tianzong, was Xiaoyi's elder brother. After Xiaoyi disappeared, he has been searching for his sister. A few years ago, Tianzong found out that Xiaoyi's disappearance was probably related to Yin-Yang Family, so Xiaoling left Zhongnan Mountain.

Although Tianxuan had never seen Xiaoling or Xiaoyi, in his vague memories of his previous life, Xiaoyi was most likely the later elder of the Wood Department of Yin-Yang Family - Shao Siming. After Xiaoling sneaked into the Yin-Yang Family, his identity had already been known by the Yin-Yang Family. In the end, Xiaoling voluntarily died at the hands of Xuantong, one of the Five Spirits of the Wood Department, making him the Shao Siming that had been vacant for a long time.

However, since he had joined the Taoist Tianzong and became the uncle of the brother and sister, Tianxuan naturally had to take care of them.

Brush and pull!

As soon as the names Xiao Ling and Xiao Yi came out, Yan Fei and Yue Shen's expressions changed. Then, the air pressure in the private room, which had just been barely peaceful, suddenly dropped. Tian Xuan, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt that endless vigorous momentum was released from the mysterious Dong Huang Tai Yi's body like an endless surging wave.

At that moment, even though Tianxuan had personally experienced life and death and had reached the point of being indifferent to his own life, fine beads of sweat still seeped out of his forehead.

Under terrifying pressure from the peerless master who was no less capable than his master in this life, Bei Mingzi: the supreme leader of the Yin-Yang School, Donghuang Taiyi, Tianxuan was sweating profusely due to his body's instinctive reaction, but his pair of black and shiny eyes, as bright as gems, did not show a trace of fear as he stared at Donghuang Taiyi intently.

"Change the ending of Donghuang Taiyi in the prehistoric story." Their eyes met, and Tianxuan had never seen any fear or terror in his eyes. Under the hollow mask, Donghuang Taiyi's eyes flashed with a faint admiration like a flame, and the heavy pressure disappeared as he spoke, "I will return them to you!"

This has turned into a transaction.

Because he had a strong sense of immersion in the 'Donghuang Taiyi' in the prehistoric story, even though Donghuang Taiyi knew that it was just a character in the story, he still spared no expense and used two people who played an important role in the Yin-Yang School to exchange with Tianxuan for an ending that would satisfy him.

[I didn’t expect that the publication of “Hong Huang” actually created quite a few bookworms in this pre-Qin era. For example, the highest leader of the Yin-Yang School in front of me—Donghuang Taiyi! ]

When Donghuang Taiyi said this, Yan Fei and Yue Shen, the two girls, could not believe their jade-like jade ears. Their pink lips opened and closed, and they opened their mouths to speak, but were stopped by Donghuang Taiyi's cold eyes. Tianxuan, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt a sense of not knowing whether to laugh or cry. If he had not personally experienced the deep and condensed momentum that could be compared with Bei Mingzi, he would have doubted whether the person in front of him was really the Donghuang Taiyi who was famous for his mystery and power?
"I can only assure you that Donghuang Taiyi will not be completely dead." After a dozen breaths, Tian Xuanfu dispelled the absurdity in his mind. Knowing that Donghuang Taiyi would not let go, he gave such an answer.

[Anyway, in the orthodox prehistoric flow, although Donghuang Taiyi died in the war between the witches and the lich, his companion treasure, the Chaos Bell, escaped with a trace of his soul, so he was not completely dead!] "Then, I can only give her back to you alone." Donghuang Taiyi was not very satisfied with Tianxuan's reply, but did not force Tianxuan and put forward his own conditions, "Besides, whether you can take her away depends on your own ability."

"Okay!" Tianxuan gritted his teeth and agreed.

[Give me another one? Could it be that Xiaoyi is really the future Shao Siming? ]

…………

Rashomon Hall.

"Mr. Donghuang, how do you know that the ending of 'Donghuang Taiyi' in the prehistoric story was not happy?"

Donghuang Taiyi brought Yan Fei and Yue Shen, two masters of the Yin-Yang School, back to the magnificent palace where there were stars transformed from pearls. The paths of the stars were changing every moment, as if explaining the great way of heaven and earth.

In the magnificent Rashomon Hall, all the top leaders of the Yin-Yang School gathered.

Yan Fei, Yue Shen, Xing Hun, the three guardians of the sun, moon and stars, Yun Zhongjun, Xiang Jun Shun, Xiang Furen Ehuang/Nvying, and Da Siming, any one of them is a high-ranking member of the Yin-Yang family who is a top master in the martial arts world. They stand on the high platform at the end of Luo Shengtang according to their status and cultivation level.

Both pairs of eyes looked towards the entrance of Luo Sheng Tang at the same time, observing carefully, and with the help of the brilliance of the pearls that transformed into stars, they could catch a glimmer of hope in the eyes of Da Siming, Madam Xiang's sisters, the Moon Goddess and other women.

Destiny is about to come to an end but it has not yet ended!
At the moment when fate was about to unfold, the Moon Goddess, with her long light purple hair tied up, looked like a married woman, and did not mind passing the time by expressing her doubts.

"Because," Donghuang Taiyi said with a magnetic middle-aged man's voice under the hollow mask, "In the prehistoric world, there is no real protagonist at all. In other words, everyone is the protagonist of his own life, but is just a passer-by in the prehistoric world!"

Donghuang Taiyi is indeed a top master, and he actually discovered this. If Tianxuan were here, he would definitely admire him.

These words, filled with endless emotion, echoed in Luo Sheng Tang and actually dispersed the star mist formed by the mottled starlight. It seemed as if it wanted to carry a group of Yin-Yang family leaders away from this corrupt world and straight to the eternal and unpredictable world where immortals roam the ground and golden immortals are worse than dogs, to experience the magnificence of the unpredictable world for themselves.

Immediately, everyone in the Yin-Yang School looked thoughtful.

"Your Excellency Donghuang is right." After a while, the noble and generous Yan Fei was the first to react, and her beautiful face showed a carefree look of seeing through everything, "Everyone is the protagonist of his own life, but a passer-by in the world!"

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